"Senior sister... why is it you!" Feng Ling murmured to himself, swinging the spear in his hand instinctively and barely able to block four combined attacks.
As Feng Ling became distracted, the pressure on the three elders suddenly increased. Four old men seized the opportunity and blocked him in a corner of the space.
"You bastard, what are you doing?" The third elder was furious. He was forced to open the defensive shield, then crossed his legs and fell into meditation, trying his best to resist the huge space pressure surging from all directions.
"Feng Ling, now that things have come to this, you have really brought a lot of surprises to the four of us! Among the younger generation, you are definitely the most..."
"Hmph! He is proud that he can survive our forbidden arts for so long at the eleventh level! But he is destined to perish today!"
On the dilapidated duel stage, the deacons from all directions had gloomy faces, and they were deeply aware of the opponent's cunning. Even the four of them didn't know that subconsciously, Feng Ling was even more threatening than the third elder.
Especially the opponent's weird and unpredictable movement skills, like a ghost, swimming freely through the closed space, launching sneak attacks and harassment from time to time, making several people very uncomfortable.
"Ah——" The shrill screams echoed in the night sky where the stars retreated. Many suspended stone platforms were shrouded in poisonous mist. Seeing that the evil masters inside them had been exposed, they became even more unscrupulous.
After secretly glancing at all this, the second elder felt heartbroken and a blush rose on his face, barely able to suppress the surging energy and blood in his body.
"The four of you quickly use the technique of confinement to restrain Feng Ling in place, and leave the rest to me..."
Long Yuzhong shouted in a low voice, and the four deacons immediately gritted their teeth and made a secret, as if they had exhausted all their strength, their faces were as pale as paper, and finally formed a mysterious seal, which was branded around the man in purple.
"Huh?" After being forced out of the strange state, Feng Ling immediately realized that he could not move his body, and there seemed to be a frame full of lines around him, tightly confining him within it.
Even the tried-and-tested Dou Zhuan Star Movement Technique has failed!
"Martial Nephew Leng, kill him quickly!" The white-haired old man who had been paying attention for a long time let out a ferocious laugh, and a figure in white next to him moved upon hearing the news.
The Purple Frost Sword brought an icy cold all the way, condensing ice flowers in the air and floating away. The woman in white instantly crossed a hundred meters distance, and the sword edge carried supreme power and attacked the man in purple.
Fifty meters!
Thirty meters!
Three meters!
Feng Ling's eyes flashed, and his fingers twitched a few times unnoticeably, but at this moment, there was no time to wait, and he was about to be penetrated by the sword of the woman in white. At such a critical moment...
"Poof!" At the critical moment, a figure in green appeared between the two of them, and the red diamond whip was shaken by the sword light and was thrown out of his hand.
The speed of the sword edge does not slow down, and the tenth rank cultivation is completely powerless against a legendary strongman, even if the opponent is just a newly promoted legendary strongman.
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. Seeing that her attack was of no avail, the woman in green finally bit her silver teeth and decisively stepped forward to hug the man in purple, blocking the menacing life-threatening sword with her body.
"Poof!" The heartbreaking pain spread throughout the body, and the sword passed through the body. Hot blood beads dripped down the tip of the sword, dyeing the clothes of the woman in green and the man in purple red.
"Yuqing!"
Several shouts of shock and anger rang out from around the duel arena, and the sound of fighting became more intense. Dragon Prison Zhong's heart pounded, and he secretly screamed.
"Cut the waves in anger!" Feng Tianjue's eyes were red, like a furious demon god, and he struck the barrier formed by six legendary strong men with a sword.
Every time the sword fell, there was a loud sound that shook the sky, affecting the heartbeats of the six legendary strong men whose faces became paler as the sword fell.
"He's going to break through!"
After seeing this scene clearly, Long Yuzhong's heart was filled with turmoil. He knew that the situation was very urgent and he didn't have much time left for him.
Once Feng Tianjue successfully breaks through the fourteenth rank, the group of people he brought will all die on the spot, and no one will be spared!
