Chapter Seventy-Three: Experiencing Despair

For the people of Qianyun Lingyuan, this time is the real test, the test of life and death!

At this moment, if they can't bear it, then they will all die at this time. No one wants to die, so at this time they can only keep trying.

Transferring all the spiritual power to Teng Jiang, and then Teng Jiang bursting out with the most powerful blow, this is already the last resort. This is also their last hope of fighting, if even this blow does not work, then they can only wait for death.

All the spiritual power was condensed, Teng Jiang's body directly became taller, and his whole person exuded a brilliance, and this Chonghu had a mysterious brilliance, which was constantly changing at this time. The aura of strength is simply unimaginable.

At this time, Teng Jiang's whole person made a gurgling sound, and it seemed that he could no longer support it.

"Let me gamble all my hopes and perform this last resort." Teng Jiang muttered to himself in his heart, Qiankun slashed.

The spiritual power was directly suppressed by him with extremely strong perseverance, and he knew in his heart that if he didn't do this at this moment, he would not be able to do it next.

And at this time, An Haifeng didn't make another move. His eyes looked at Teng Jiang in a daze, and he didn't even have the slightest intention of stopping it.

He didn't think that he would not be able to bear the consequences of this attack, but he thought about whether such a blow would bring him enough pleasure. Teng Jiang is a genius, and he is a person who should not exist in the world at all.

His growth is so fast, and any cultivation method, as long as he looks at it, he will hardly forget it. Whatever he did, he was a genius among geniuses, so much so that over time, he even felt that many things had lost their fun.

Just like this time, if it weren't for Zhen Yuanzi's plea, or if he wanted to see Teng Jiang's growth and whether he was qualified to be his opponent, he wouldn't even want to come here.

The fight with Teng Jiang just now made him very disappointed. Teng Jiang had become a spiritual monk, and for anyone, such a cultivation speed was already extremely fast. Unfortunately, it's not enough.

He is An Haifeng, he is different from anyone else, he is more genius than anyone else. It's just that this strength is not enough to compete with him, and he doesn't even have the qualifications to bring him fun.

It is precisely because of this that he is full of an unimaginable loneliness at this time.

However, at this time, the people of Qianyun Lingyuan seemed to have thought of a means to bring him pleasure. They combined each other's spiritual powers, and then injected them all into Teng Jiang's body, and finally Teng Jiang burst out the final blow.

Such an attack method is naturally extremely powerful.

It has unimaginable destructive power, and once it is unleashed, the power is absolutely unimaginable, far exceeding that of ordinary spiritual warriors.

Of course, he wouldn't think about whether Teng Jiang would die after such a blow. He just wondered if such a blow would pose him enough of a threat.

Therefore, at this time, he didn't think about stopping it at all, but he hoped that such an attack would become more and more violent.

At this time, Teng Jiang's spirit patterns were almost burning, and his body was already surrounded by unimaginably thick spirit patterns. This kind of terrifying energy has far surpassed any peak of Teng Jiang.

But in response, wanting to carry such energy is also unimaginably painful. It's just that in life, there are always some pains that have to be endured.

At this moment, his whole person has reached an indescribable point, which is a state that is almost insane. It's not that he wants it to be like this, but under the impact of such terrifying spiritual power, his mind is almost crazy.

Power makes people crazy, but it is definitely not an empty word.

At this time, his whole person was constantly running, what a powerful and terrifying blow, and the incomparable power was constantly condensed and stirred at this time. Teng Jiang was condensing such a blow with his last will, and then, a knife formed by condensing spiritual power!

This is the Qiankun Knife!

This is a terrifying blade formed by the most powerful force of the Qianyun Spirit Academy, and only a truly powerful spirit can use it. It would not be surprising if such a blow was unleashed by the Emperor Fu Shocking Dragon and the Four Great Deans.

But at this time, it was performed by Teng Jiang, a person who had just become a spiritual priest. Such a knife has condensed more and more strength.

That power is called hope.

"An Haifeng!" At this time, Teng Jiang roared like a beast, his whole person was wrapped in the flames of spiritual power, and then in the roar, the violent blow directly slashed down.

The powerful and terrifying power finally diffused at this time, and the long light and shadow turned into an unimaginable terrifying force at this moment, and finally at the next point in time, everything was swallowed up.

When this came, An Haifeng was still motionless, and then he had been completely swallowed into light and shadow.

When this blow was fully unleashed, blood flowed from the surface of Teng Jiang's entire body.

He was in so much pain that the blow he had just delivered had completely overwhelmed him.

Being able to slash this blow out is already the limit. When he was about to fall, Huang Kun held him up.

At this time, everyone's eyes were fixed on the place that was swallowed by the spiritual power blade.

"That guy, he's going to die, right?" At this time, Gu Yu asked softly. At this moment, her voice was trembling.

And Zheng Zhi is relatively better, but she is also pale at this time. Every second now is torture for them.

While waiting, the heavy light finally faded, and a person appeared in their sight.

That's An Haifeng!

At this time, An Haifeng seemed to be a little embarrassed, at least his clothes had already been burned, and even some of his hair had been burned off.

But so what, he was still standing there after all!

With such a powerful blow, he was not able to kill him! At this time, everyone's hearts were heavy, and they didn't dare to imagine why such a terrifying force still couldn't help this demon.

Is he really a monster?

An Haifeng looked at them with a smile, and then said with a smile: "Very good strength, such an attack makes me feel very interesting, therefore, in order to thank you, I will let you die a little more painfully." ”

What is despair, this sentence of An Haifeng is!

It was real utter despair, the despair of the whole world plunging directly into darkness at this time.

Even if they joined forces, they couldn't help each other!