Cheng Ling turned around and saw behind him Sima Tan, the Great Elder of the Scarlet Blood Sect, the remaining Immortal Emperors, and the second wave of monks who caught up, all looking at him eagerly, their eyes full of hatred, anger, and murderous intent. .
And when Cheng Ling killed the Immortal Emperor he was fighting, these people took their respective positions, and their spiritual consciousness swept over them. There were two Immortal Emperors sitting on the front, back, left and right, completely blocking the route to leave.
Seeing Cheng Ling trapped in a tight siege, Sima Tan was still uneasy. After finishing his words, he ordered the monks from all directions to squeeze the space continuously. Under the overlapping forces, they almost squeezed him to death.
Cheng Ling's expression changed, and his upright body bent slightly. Buzz~! With a sound, more than a hundred illusory long swords appeared on his back. With sword control skills, hundreds of swords fired at once!
The battle was brutal and violent.
Cheng Ling's speed, defense, and strength have all reached astonishing levels, without any weak spots. Moreover, he is also exceptionally strong in power control. He has reached the pinnacle of the second level of mastery and can do whatever he wants. , every sword contains terrifying lethality.
Unfortunately, what he faced was not a simple role. Not to mention the cultivation level of the Immortal Emperors themselves was a big level higher. Even the Immortal Lord Stage monks were mostly above the Earth Lord. Plus the Scarlet Blood Sect. The two Samsung Immortal Emperors, the Great Elder and Sima Tan, had no chance of winning if they persisted.
It's just helpless, the situation in front of us is very bad, we must find a way to break out of the siege!
I originally thought that the battle would end soon, after all, where was the strength of both sides, but what was shocking was that Cheng Ling became even more violent. , phantom body technique, ghost footwork and so on.
All kinds of mysterious martial arts are on display. It is simply a big killing weapon that destroys everything. No matter how many people you have or what skills you have, I will kill them with my sword.
The footwork and movement became more and more weird, and only purple figures could be seen flashing rapidly in the whole place. Under the strong pressure, the blessings in the mind reached the soul, combined with the current footwork and understanding of the direction of the formation, plus the memory in the virtual realm of mountains and rivers, the Five Elements Qiankun Steps came into being.
I learned this footwork from the virtual realm of mountains and rivers, but my grasp of the mysteries of the Five Elements was not very high at the beginning, and I could only scratch the surface of it. After leaving the virtual realm, there were so many things to do that I had no time to sort them out, so I could only re-understand them bit by bit.
With the help of the formation and strong pressure, I finally realized it again. This made Cheng Ling faster and more elusive, making it difficult for everyone's attacks to hit his body.
Sima Tan glared fiercely at the purple figures running around the field, and kept calculating in his mind. As a disciple of Tianxin Pavilion, what he is best at is calculation. Almost everything in the world, whether life or death, is being deduced.
About half an hour later, Cheng Ling exploded with all his strength and killed four more Immortal Emperors and a dozen Immortal Master Stage monks.
The great elder of the Scarlet Blood Sect kept roaring and scolding. In the end, he couldn't help shouting to Sima Tan: "Old man Sima, it's in vain that you Tianxin Pavilion claims to have all the world. Now you can't even catch a small immortal monk. , it’s simply a name in vain.”
Sima Tan's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he glanced at the great elder coldly, but ignored him. Instead, he ordered to the monks who surrounded him: "Hardness defeats softness, specialization defeats dispersion, reality defeats emptiness, multitude defeats few, essence defeats Jian, the five elements flow, generate and inhibit each other, and form a formation."
"The east is A, the wood of the pillars; the south is B, the fire of the sun; the middle is Wu, the earth of the city wall; the west is Geng, the gold of the axe; the north is water, the water of the rivers..
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As Sima Tan shouted one after another, the monks suddenly had a backbone and moved one after another according to the arrangement direction he called. In the blink of an eye, all directions were arranged in a certain order of the five elements. They were both mutually reinforcing and mutually incompatible, and they were blocked abruptly. Cheng Ling's killing power.
The great elder of the Scarlet Blood Sect was ecstatic, roared angrily, and unleashed his most powerful punch - the True Yang Fist.
Zhenyang Baquan is a top-level heaven-level boxing technique created by him. Not only is it extremely powerful in attack, it is also compatible with body training, absorbing the essence of both and integrating them. More importantly, this boxing technique also incorporates two levels of strength.
As we all know, it is difficult to integrate the multi-power and attack martial arts. Once the multi-power is integrated, the martial arts system will be destroyed and the power will be greatly reduced. It is better not to integrate. The great elder has not practiced the skills of the Earth God Clan. There is no systematic inheritance of power control, and only tens of thousands of years of cultivation experience can be used to push power control to the entry level.
But he can combine the two strengths. Although it is not perfect, and the overlap of the two strengths is not very good, it is enough to become the overlord of one side.
Boom~!
This punch was as powerful as breaking a bamboo, catching the moment when Cheng Ling's body flashed, and blasted him head-on!
Cheng Ling closed the sword horizontally, trying to remove the power of Zhenyang Ba Fist, but he didn't expect that the opponent was not just a heavy force. He had just finished removing the first weight and relaxed completely. Suddenly, the second power came along. The arms and tendons continued to spread and wreak havoc, mixed with unimaginable killing intent.
The True Yang Ba Fist is too dangerous. With one punch, the whole body's energy and energy are involuntarily poured into the punch. Coupled with the second level of strength, it contains many aspects of the attack system. It is a true evil fist of the devil.
Poof!
Cheng Ling was completely unprepared. The heavy blow seemed to go straight through his soul, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, which was even mixed with some internal organ fragments. The fight lasted for such a long time, and although many monks were killed, some injuries were inevitable. Coupled with the bombardment of the True Yang Fist, it was even worse.
Boom! Cheng Ling flew up into the air and hit a giant tree pole surrounded by five or six people. The powerful rebound force caused him to be even more seriously injured. Blood spurted out from his limbs and there were wounds everywhere on his body.
Sima Tan was ecstatic and shouted: "He is injured, seize the opportunity and capture him in one fell swoop!"
The monks in the field were shocked and rushed towards Cheng Ling desperately.
Cheng Ling wiped the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, threw the Long Ling sword upwards, raised his hands and arms, and before the sword could fall, an extremely cold aura emanated from his body.
"The fire from the sky shines, and the other shore comes to the world!"
In an instant, the entire space scene changed. Originally shrouded in white mist, it soon turned fiery red, burning like blood, as if a flaming road to the gate of hell was opening.
The pull of the mysterious soul made everyone look startled, as if they were lost in confusion.
Cheng Ling jumped up and stretched out his two fingers to point at the falling Dragon Ling Sword. The sword trembled violently and soon turned into hundreds or thousands of sharp swords. Thunder flashed one after another, and they went towards the monks to kill them crazily.
Swish, swish, swish!
Ahhhhh!
Accompanied by the sound of bone-breaking sword energy and screams, hundreds of monks died under his sword in just an instant.
It is a pity that Cheng Ling continuously activated the Dao Yi of the Other Shore and the Sword Control Technique, which consumed a lot of mental power. Especially the Dao Will of the Other Shore was limited by the environment and was not strong.
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The replenishment of the power of the netherworld can only self-destruct a planet full of cold air in the inner space, otherwise, it may not be released.
However, the result of the battle was still gratifying. A moment of shaking bought Cheng Ling precious time. After killing hundreds of monks in a row, there was finally a gap. Without any hesitation, he used the phantom movement technique and rushed toward him like a bolt of lightning. gap.
Just as he was about to rush out, Sima Tan and the Scarlet Blood Sect elders woke up at the same time. After all, the Three-Star Immortal Emperor was not comparable to ordinary monks.
The two of them were not willing to let Cheng Ling leave easily. The elder of the Scarlet Blood Sect punched again without hesitation, while Sima Tan clapped his feather fan, and sharp spikes suddenly appeared from the front of the fan. The fan rotated and thrust straight into the back of Cheng Ling's head.
Cheng Ling secretly complained in his heart that the two three-star immortal emperors attacked at the same time, and when he was seriously injured and fled in embarrassment, he couldn't resist at all. In desperation, he could only turn his body to avoid the sharp cutting force of the feather fan. With luck, he was able to resist the punch of the elder of the Scarlet Blood Sect.
A rain of blood fell in mid-air, and Cheng Ling spurted out a large mouthful of blood again, but with the help of the opponent's fist, he rushed forward for a long distance and finally broke out of the encirclement.
At this time, his body and soul were severely injured, and he no longer dared to stay in the dense forest. In his busy schedule, he threw out several formation disks to hold back the pursuers behind him. Only then did he identify the direction below and forcefully shoot out a few rounds. After ten moves and a few breaths, the sword control technique was activated and flew towards the north.
When the battle reached this point, he no longer bothered to look for Qin Zijin and Su Nianli. He only hoped that they would be auspicious. Those people were afraid of the power behind the two women and took the opportunity to break out of the encirclement.
Sword control consumes mental energy. After being hit by two True Yang Fists in a row, both the physical body and the soul were severely injured. He could only use 50% of the flying speed of the sword.
Therefore, Sima Tan and the great elder of the Scarlet Blood Sect quickly captured Cheng Ling's position. They stared in disbelief at the purple-clothed figure speeding in the air, and murmured: "Flying with a sword..." I didn’t expect that the sword in ancient legends turned out to be real. This kid must be inherited. Chase him! We must catch him at all costs!”
After the words fell, the monks in the field started to move one after another. Those who had flying fairy weapons offered flying fairy weapons, and those who didn't had to look for acquaintances to take a ride.
Sima Tan waved his right hand, and a battleship-like flying immortal weapon appeared in front of him. The Scarlet Blood Sect's great elder and several immortal emperors rushed forward in a hurry. According to the records in ancient documents, the flying speed of the sword can be compared to Ordinary flying immortal weapons are much faster. They had already lost the lead before, and now they are rushing to catch up. They don't know if they can catch up, so they dare to waste time.
Fortunately, this battleship was extremely fast. In just a few breaths, it left behind many flying immortal weapons and chased Cheng Ling's departing figure from a distance.
"It turned out to be the best flying fairy weapon. Elder Sima, I really failed you this time." Although he was unconvinced, the elder of the Scarlet Blood Sect said.
"Don't be too happy yet. Even the best immortal weapons may not be able to catch up with the flying speed of the sword. Judging from Cheng Ling's current situation, he either has just received the inheritance and has not yet mastered the sword-controlling technique, or he has not yet mastered the art of sword control. It's because he was too seriously injured that he couldn't fully exert his power." Sima Tan looked at the purple figure getting smaller and smaller in the distance with a solemn expression and said worriedly.
"No matter what, as long as I bite this kid to death, there will be hope. Hehe~~ The Zhen Yang Ba Fist is so easy to bear. Within three days, his speed will definitely become slower. By then, whether it is inheritance Or treasures, they are all in our pocket!"
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