Gu Jie saw it very clearly. If he refused to compromise and handed over the Emerging Clam, not only would Gu Chen die, but the centuries-old foundation of the Blunt Weapon Valley would also be destroyed. However, handing it over easily would inevitably lead to ridicule. He must Make the other party pay some price!
He originally wanted Feng Tianjue to bear the price, but he thought that the other party's cultivation level was too high. Even if he tried his best, he would not be able to hurt him at all, so he settled for the next best thing and focused on Feng Ling.
"This old bastard is so shameless. Junior Brother Feng is only at the early stage of his thirteenth rank. He has already reached the peak of his late stage. How can he resist his full blow head-on?"
With his blond hair fluttering in the wind, Wu Ye grinned and gritted his teeth while holding the back of the knife, his pupils gleaming fiercely, like a peerless ferocious beast that wanted to choose someone to devour.
Hearing this, Liu Yidao and Ou Laiya also looked ugly one after another. They secretly sent messages to persuade Feng Ling and secretly discussed countermeasures.
"Don't let your mind wander. If our sect wants to destroy the Emerging Clam at this time, not to mention you, even Feng Tianjue is not sure of stopping me. If you don't believe it, we can give it a try!"
Seeing the sudden silence in the scene, Gu Jie, who had some guesses in his mind, had a cold look in his eyes. He showed a look of disdain to several people. Then he looked at Feng Ling and said provocatively: "Bailong, do you dare to accept it!?"
The colorful light flickered on and off. As if to prove that what he said was true, Gu Jie breathed out energy from his palms and bent his fingers to squeeze.
The emergent clam seemed to have spirituality. It struggled to open and close in his hands, making clicking sounds from time to time. It was obvious that it had reached the limit of its endurance.
"Whether Bailong dares to accept it or not, what does it have to do with me? My name is Feng Ling, and I won't change my name when I walk or my surname when I sit down! The ancient valley master will not hesitate to teach me any magical powers and spells, just use them, Feng will follow!"
The dragon's roar echoed around the world, and white dragons surrounded him. Feng Ling stood up straight and took a step forward. He pointed a fire-tipped spear up to the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, as if to pierce the sea of clouds and the sky.
In order to protect the resurrected Feng Yuqing, he was not afraid of any difficulties and obstacles. Even if the other party's cultivation level far exceeded his own, he would not be able to make him take a step back.
"Feng Ling? How courageous! Receive a self-created spell from our sect - a thunderous wrath that destroys the sea of clouds!"
With a loud shout, the world changed. Gu Jie waved his hand, and the Purple Gold Hammer rose into the sky from the black hole and shot into his hand like an arrow. A fierce pressure quickly condensed on the hammer body.
The hammer body burst out with dazzling purple light, giving off an aura of dominance in the world, which made everyone present except Feng Tianjue feel a sense of insignificance in the face of the power of the thunder god.
"The violent waves slashed furiously...the sky and the earth split apart!
With a furious thunder...the sea of clouds was destroyed! "
Everyone's expressions changed in unison, and even Feng Tianjue looked solemn at this moment. This word was used on the ground list to describe the furious waves and thunderous wrath.
Although the words are exaggerated, they are not far off, which shows that this move is extremely powerful.
"This move emphasizes the integration of force and method, using force to break the method. Xuemei, who is ranked 107th on the earth rankings, once used the Sky-shaking Thorn to point out the face and break it with cleverness!"
Feng Tianjue's lips were moving, but he didn't make any sound, as if he was talking to himself.
Although he believed that the possibility of Feng Ling taking this blow was very slim, he was still looking forward to hearing the method of cracking it.
"Boom, boom, boom -" The furious thunder rushed over, but the man in purple turned a deaf ear and froze on the spot as if he had been frightened.
Gu Jie had a sinister smile on his face. He had relied on this unique move to secure his ranking of 108 on the Earth Ranking. Even the slutty bitch Xue Mei, the master of the Feixue Sect, had been captured by the momentum of this hammer.
It is no exaggeration to say that over the years, there have been anywhere from a thousand to eight hundred strong men who have come here to challenge Gu Jie and attempt to replace the 108th place on the Earth Ranking, but most of them have fallen under the Purple Gold Hammer.
"boom--"
The world shook, and deafening sharp sonic booms swept up like a tide, and all the legendary strong men standing in the sky were forced to land.
As soon as they landed, everyone staggered, almost falling to the ground like the disciples and elders of Blunt Weapon Valley, shaking and rolling.
"Feng Ling?!" The ground within three feet of the surrounding area collapsed more than three meters out of thin air as if it had been hit by a missile. Waves of acrid smoke as black as ink continuously steamed up from it.
"Bang!" In the black mist, a purple gold hammer flew out and fell to the ground sideways.
Immediately afterwards, a man with a beard jumped out of the thick black mist, landed on the ground, hugged his arms, and a proud sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Amid the turbid air waves in his vision, he couldn't detect the slightest breath of the man in purple. The thunderous turbulence is like swollen sea urchins, emitting a dangerous purple light, looming in the smoke and dust.
"The strong ones on the Earth Ranking are nothing more than this!"
Just when everyone thought Feng Ling's defeat was certain, an unruly and confident chuckle suddenly came out, shocking everyone present.
