The next mont, the short-haired man narrowed his eyes, and when he reopened them, a blood-colored fla blazed around him, entangled in blood-colored thunder, resembling a supre Shura!
"Boy, state your na, I, Di Xiu, never kill the naless!" The short-haired man coldly stared at Ling Feng, with blood flas around him like a dragon, soaring towards the Nine Heavens.
"What, you want to die clear-headed?"
Ling Feng smiled arrogantly, "Very well, rember my na, Ling Feng! The one sending you to the Netherworld is !"
"Seeking death!"
The short-haired man gave a cold shout and flew down!
"Blood Evil Capturing Dragon Palm!"
The short-haired man’s palm montum was mountain-like, and from a hundred ters away, it gathered a surge of majestic blood-colored thunder, transforming into a dragon-like shadow, swirling around the palm’s power.
Boom boom boom——
Gale winds and rushing currents stirred up the rubble, grinding it into dust with blood-colored thunder.
The violent airflow, akin to a tornado, swept across, making Qing Ping Fairy and Chu Tiange struggle to breathe.
Ling Feng’s expression grew slightly serious; this Di Xiu was clearly an Evil Cultivator, whose power at the sa level was far stronger than ordinary Martial Artists!
Yet, Ling Feng remained fearless!
A hiss——
Ling Feng stood motionless, his expression unchanged.
Fire light surged around him, enveloping him tightly, making it impossible for either blood flas or Thunder Dragon to co close.
Di Xiu had evil blood flas protecting him, whereas Ling Feng’s Fourth-rank Swallowing Fla was no ordinary fla!
Whoosh——
Putting strength on his toes, Ling Feng leaped into the air, advancing instead of retreating, boldly attacking!
With fifty Dragon Elephant Divine Power fists clashing against the "Blood Evil Capturing Dragon Palm" of the opponent, he faced off head-on!
Their fists collided, darkening the heavens and earth.
Boom boom boom boom boom boom!
The ground cracked, extending thousands of feet afar! The earth shook and the mountains trembled, and at the site of their battle, the ground instantly exploded into a deep pit of tens of feet!
Whether Qing Ping Fairy, Chu Tiange, or the Initial Stage Emperor behind Di Xiu, all retreated again and again; this level of battle could seriously injure them even with its energy aftermath!
"Oh my God, Junior Brother Ling is simply a monster! After little more than a month without seeing him, he actually can confront a Third Level Emperor Strong head-on!"
Chu Tiange was so shocked that his jaw nearly dropped, this rate of improvent has surpassed the realm of genius and the realm of evil, becoming straight-up monstrous! Abnormal!
Qing Ping Fairy’s expression was complex; Ling Feng was so formidable, could her "Senior Brother Qin" really have the right to teach Ling Feng a lesson?
He would probably be bloodily abused in turn...
Thinking of this, Qing Ping Fairy more firmly clenched her fists, secretly swearing to herself: No matter what, she must stop Senior Brother Qin and Ling Feng from fighting!
In the sky do, blood thunder and purple thunder battled, blood flas and purple fire blazed, with two thick fists colliding heavily at a point.
Bang!
After a terrifying explosion, two figures suddenly broke apart.
Wow——
Di Xiu’s cold face was quickly replaced by astonishnt, abruptly spewing out a mist of blood from his mouth!
His right palm shattered, splattering blood, and his arm hung down weakly!
After one clash, his Third Level of Heavenly Destiny was completely shattered in right arm bones!
The opposing Ling Feng similarly didn’t escape unscathed, being directly blown back several tens of feet, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his tiger’s mouth cracked, oozing threads of blood.
Nonetheless, by comparison, Di Xiu’s entire right arm was already ruined, while Ling Feng clearly held the upper hand.
After all, he had a body becoming Emperor with Dragon Elephant Divine Power for protection; Di Xiu had miscalculated in pitting strength against Ling Feng!
However, Di Xiu evidently hadn’t lost all ability to fight yet, fiercely staring at Ling Feng, a profound seriousness flickering in his eyes.
The opponent’s cultivation realm was not high, yet both the Thunder Power and Fla Power steadily suppressed him; continue fighting, and he might die!
With such thoughts in mind, Di Xiu already harbored retreat thoughts, and if not personally experienced, he might not believe even in death that a dignified Third Level Emperor of Heavenly Destiny would be intimidated by a Human Emperor level junior!
"Tian Zhao! Quickly withdraw, report back!"
Di Xiu growled lowly to his companion behind him, then pounced forward to entangle Ling Feng; Di Xiu indeed showed so camaraderie, wanting to cover his companion’s retreat.
The Initial Stage Emperor nad Tian Zhao just then realized and understood that Di Xiu was unluckily disadvantaged, clenched his fists, and retreated hastily.
"Mad Dragon Palm!"
Di Xiu shouted fiercely, abruptly rushing towards Ling Feng, believing that though he may not beat Ling Feng, he could retreat from Ling Feng unhard, daring to stay behind and cover his companion’s retreat.
But, he ultimately miscalculated!
"Eight Swords Fired!"
In that instant, Ling Feng directly summoned Little White, rging with Sword Spirit, unleashing his currently strongest strike.
Eight various attribute sword lights soared behind Ling Feng!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
In an instant, eight swords united, seemingly bearing heavenly punishnt and earth-exterminating might; as Di Xiu’s pupils shrank, already too late when he tried to flee!
Ah!——
A tragically penetrating scream, slicing through clouds, as a sword light pierced through Di Xiu’s chest, instantly grinding his viscera to pieces, wiping out his life force in an instant!
"This... impossible!"
Facing death, Di Xiu’s eyes were full of incredulous expressions.
The next mont, the sword light dissipated, and in the void, a burst of blood mist exploded, and a Third Level Emperor Strong of Heavenly Destiny thus perished!
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