Amidst the chaotic surges of energy, ng Fang’s body was hit rapidly, letting out earth-shattering roars, with the Kunpeng shadow behind him spinning frantically, like all rivers flowing into the sea, desperately dissolving the terrifying incoming force.
At the sa ti, his arms rapidly turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if dipped in black ink, flowing with a destructive aura. In his eyes, a fierce fury appeared, and thick veins instantly covered his entire face.
"Kunpeng Destruction Slash!"
All the black light in his hands swiftly converged towards the Phoenix Wing Gilded Halberd, and in an instant, the whole halberd was dyed black, exuding an indescribable destructiveness.
It felt as if the entire space was suddenly locked.
ng Fang struck down, and the space behind him surged forward, transford into a heavy mountain, crashing down alongside the halberd.
At this mont, even if Jiang Shi wanted to use the power of space for instant teleportation, it was impossible, as the entire space was being pulled by ng Fang, as if subject to confinent.
He had no other choice but to confront it head-on.
However, Jiang Shi showed no fear, his blood and energy raging, and his already massive physical form grew even larger, circles of terrifying dragon scales appearing on the surface, even a tail erging from his tailbone.
"You want to clash with head-on, ng Fang, I’ll grant you that!!"
Jiang Shi roared, once again wielding the thick Ancient Bronze Spear and striking fiercely towards ng Fang.
Bang!
A thunderous, earth-shaking roar echoed, piercing through countless miles.
ng Fang spat out a mouthful of blood, his body thrown back violently, as if struck by a teor, with terrifying blood light exploding from all his pores, his eyes wide with intense anger.
Despite desperately using the Kunpeng bloodline to mitigate it, the dreadful impact still inflicted severe injuries on him.
His power was suppressed firmly by Jiang Shi.
Aside from his physical body and bloodline, all other ultimate skills could not be utilized, causing extre frustration.
If not for Jiang Shi’s Dragon Lock Talent, in a fair duel, suppressing ng Fang in a short period would have been impossible.
Unfortunately, under the Dragon Lock Talent, this was not a fair duel at all.
ng Fang couldn’t exert his power.
Jiang Shi could freely use his power.
The outco was decided from the start!
If ng Fang’s cultivation was higher than Jiang Shi’s, he might forcibly break through the suppression of Dragon Lock Talent.
But unfortunately, even as it was, ng Fang’s realm was no different from Jiang Shi’s.
Boom!
ng Fang’s body crashed heavily into a mountain, instantly shattering the peak, with debris flying chaotically and violent winds swirling everywhere.
But soon, ng Fang rose from the ground again, his face covered in blood, his eyes exuding a cold and sharp gaze, staring intently at Jiang Shi.
"What kind of cultivation technique is this?"
His voice was hoarse, his breath intense.
Evidently, he realized the huge disparity.
In fact, from the beginning, he noticed an invisible aura around Jiang Shi that could suppress his power.
He hadn’t taken it seriously, believing that his Vajra Saint Body and Kunpeng bloodline could ignore any trivial tricks.
But now he realized he was wrong.
And not just wrong, but absurdly so!
"What cultivation technique?"
Jiang Shi suddenly laughed, his body transford into a height of eight to nine ters, holding the Ancient Bronze Spear firmly, and said, "ng Fang, didn’t you say I only knew trivial tricks? How about it? Are my trivial tricks satisfying enough for you?"
ng Fang’s expression darkened, and his eyes shone coldly, "Just petty tricks, besides close-range suppression, what else can they do?"
Boom!
His body suddenly soared into the sky, hovering mid-air, with two huge black wings suddenly erging from his back, blocking out the sky and the sun, with a wingspan of six or seven ters, shimring with black light, the scale armor nacing.
Indescribable cold aura erupted directly from ng Fang’s body.
"As long as I get out of your range, your cultivation technique won’t affect , unfortunately, I originally intended to crush you to death with my physical body, but now I have to resort to remote attacks."
ng Fang’s voice was icy, with blood continuously dripping from his face and body, each drop containing indescribable essence qi, like crimson agate.
"One Hundred Thousand and Eight Swords!!"
ng Fang shouted fiercely, and the two black Kunpeng wings behind him expanded once more beyond their original size.
With a rustle, they darkened the sky, expanding to hundreds of ters, brimming with darkness and horror, condensing a series of colossal swords, like a storm, shooting down towards Jiang Shi’s body.
In an instant, the sky and earth were filled with these terrifying giant swords.
Jiang Shi’s expression darkened, speaking lowly, "Still unwilling to give up? Your physical body failed, now you’re relying on power? Even with power, you’re not enough!"
Talent: Thunderbolt!
Jiang Shi roared mightily, his entire body transforming into a formidable generator, with the endless lightning stored within him bursting forth at this mont.
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