Few people who can get along in Silver Moon City are shallow-sighted, and when Zhang Ling threw a punch, the bright light was wrapped in immortal power, like a firefly in the dark, it was so clear.

"No wonder Zhang Ling is so fierce, it turns out that he is an immortal cultivator! He hid it so well that no one even saw it before. ”

Many teachers couldn't help but be in a daze, including Honglian, she was so close to Zhang Ling, and even saw him fighting with the Li family in Tianque City, but Zhang Ling did not burst out of immortal power from beginning to end.

"But isn't it said that all immortal cultivators use immortal methods? This Zhang Ling's body is so strong, so isn't his immortal method invincible? Some people were shocked, it was very difficult to meet immortal cultivators, he had never seen them, thinking that Zhang Ling was still holding back his big moves.

"No, it's obvious that the Emperor has the upper hand, if he has a strong immortal method, why not stop there?" Someone analyzed it.

In the ring, Zhang Ling gave up his fist and bombarded the bell body with great violence. I only heard a loud sound of "dang" echoing, and the bell body was unexpectedly sunken, and a fist mark almost appeared on the bell.

"Damn, is his body so strong? Even the best spiritual weapon was almost smashed, this is still not human? ”

In the wild shouts of outsiders, Zhang Ling felt a little tricky, not because of how strong this emperor looked, but because there were too many treasures on this guy. In addition to this small bell, the set of clothes on the Emperor's body was actually swallowing some kind of energy, making his speed extremely fast.

"Look, Nether Sword, a demigod!" Someone exclaimed, seeing the Emperor take out a blue-gray long sword.

Emperor Fuji sneered: "Immortal cultivators, it was beyond my expectations, but what about immortal cultivators? In the face of absolute strength, no matter how strong you are, you will be beaten into the dust by me. ”

The Netherworld Sword swallowed the air wave, but a hundred-meter-long cyclone sword wave appeared, and the terrifying cutting ability directly crushed the already broken ring again, Zhang Ling bombarded with three consecutive punches, but he couldn't blow this air wave away.

"It's kind of interesting, relying on weapons to press me, then let me see how many weapons you have."

"When—"

When the bell rang again, Zhang Ling was already ready, the black bracelet on his wrist suddenly changed, and a spear appeared.

"Whoa—"

The spear burst into the air in an instant, but the little yellow bell exploded to smithereens with a "bang".

"The best spiritual weapon, Zhang Lin also has the best spiritual weapon." Someone said in surprise.

And Zhang Ling was even more crazy at the moment, seeing that the cyclone sword wave was in front of him, he didn't dodge or dodge, and he didn't care that this was the power of a demigod weapon that burst out.

"Boom, boom—"

"What? He actually shook the demigod with one hand and confronted the demigod, is his brain caught by the door? Outsiders were stunned, and their eyes were not right, as if they were looking at a fool.

Zhang Ling's face was full of heart, and in a few breaths, he had already smashed out thousands of punches, which can be described as crazy.

"Look, the cyclone has stopped, and it was really smashed by him."

"Look, Zhang Ling's fist is bleeding, no matter how strong his physical body is, he still can't resist the demigod weapon after all."

The Emperor's eyes were slightly cold, he didn't move much from beginning to end, and he looked condescending. Seeing Zhang Ling break his two great divine weapons in a row, he smiled indifferently: "It turns out that you are just like this, and you can't even get close to me." ”

As the Emperor spoke, there was a hint of cunning and expectation in Zhang Ling's eyes, but he saw that his whole person was wrapped in a brilliant fairy light, and he rushed in a straight line, and the raised fist almost shattered the void.

"Sword Blast"

The Emperor's cold voice echoed, and the Netherworld Sword, which had already dimmed a little, directly turned into thousands of Void Sword Shadows, only to hear the sound of the sword body breaking through the air, and sparks appeared in the air that each Void Sword Qi had cut, like a streamer.

"Invincible Golden Body."

Zhang Ling was not surprised when he saw these ten million sword shadows, he could feel that these sword shadows contained majestic attacks.

"Boom—"

"Dingding-ding-"

The shadow of the sword fell on Zhang Jing's body, as if Tiejian was slashing on metal, and this sound made others numb. But many people are awe-inspired, the emperor is too strong, and even a peerless genius like Zhang Ling is completely inferior.

"Master, is he alright?" Meng Hao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but no one answered him, everyone was attracted to the field, they thought that with this terrifying attack, Zhang Ling would not be able to remain intact, and might even be killed directly.

And Zhang Ling was silently reciting in his heart at the moment: "Open for me, open, open ......"

Ever since Zhang Ling broke through in the Nine Heavens, he wanted to turn the next page of the Chaos Divine Technique, but after three months, he still couldn't open it, which made him feel strange. It stands to reason that he has already completed his cultivation, so how can he not open it? So it took three months for Zhang Lingping to calm down, while cultivating flowers and plants, he was thinking about this problem, until three days ago, he finally figured it out.

He guessed that although all the qi veins in his body had been cultivated, there was another point, that is, there was a trace of barrier between the veins in the past, and if these barriers were not broken, it could not be regarded as a complete cultivation success. However, if you want to break the barrier, many times it is not enough to impact on your own, it requires fighting, it takes pressure.

The Emperor is very strong, the gods are sincere, and it can almost be said that he is invincible at the peak of the generals, and there are many magic weapons, and the strength of the combat power can bring a lot of pressure to Zhang Ling. Zhang Ling was borrowing strength at the moment, and he felt that a small part of his body was already smooth.

"Void Palm"

When everyone saw the emperor pushing horizontally with his hand, a huge palm with blue light slapped out, only to see Zhang Ling, who was still in the shadow of thousands of swords, being slapped away.

"Boom...... Click......."

The crowd on the periphery retreated one after another, and the thirteen formation barriers that the Silver Moon Battle General had just laid down were directly smashed into one layer, which showed how powerful it was.

The Emperor was slow to find a good way in the ruins, he looked at Zhang Ling and said, "Peerless Tianjiao, you are not worthy." ”

Zhang Ling grinned, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and he said, "Trash, is your combat power only so little?" Even this broken sword can be called a semi-divine weapon, and even my body can't be broken. Hehe, come on, come on, and fight for another 300 rounds. ”

"Shhh...... This Zhang Ling obviously can't beat it! He is still so provocative, isn't he looking for death? Some people frowned, thinking that this Zhang Ling had a bad brain.

Qianye and the others frowned, although they also felt that Zhang Ling was in a completely inferior situation, being pressed and beaten, but a trace of strange feelings emerged in their hearts, how could Zhang Ling, such a domineering and powerful person, easily fall into such a situation?

The two subordinates of the Emperor, the ghost demon and the poisonous girl, shook their heads, and the ghost demon smiled lightly: "I thought he would have a lot of ability to kill the sea of blood, but it turned out that it was nothing more than that, and the sea of blood was really weak." ”

"Bang bang bang-"

"Boom—"

In a one-sided situation in the ring, the Emperor's Void God Palm was very cool, Zhang Ling was slapped in the ring and vomited I don't know how many mouthfuls of blood, and the clothes on his body were already torn.

However, Zhang Ling was still shouting: "Hey! Trash, your strength is too weak, not as powerful as the demon bear in the Misty Forest, is that your strength? ”

"Boom-"

The Emperor was not annoyed, he was very surprised that Zhang Ling's body was so strong, and his series of bombardments had never broken his skin.

"Void God Thirteen Strikes."

The Emperor made a shot angrily, and with every slap, the already broken ring was broken again.

I only saw that under the continuous bombardment of "bang bang bang", the ground was sinking, and the people outside had changed from looking up to looking down.

"The ninth blow, Zhang Ling spit out another mouthful of blood." Someone spoke.

"The tenth blow, this blow actually broke through the three-layer formation barrier." The crowd retreated again.

"The eleventh blow came, and this Zhang Ling's chest was bleeding, and his defenses were broken."

"The twelfth blow, what is that Zhang Ling doing, why is he laughing, I feel a little weird."

Many people found out that something was wrong, the Emperor Fuji was bombing indiscriminately, but Zhang Ling didn't even return his hand at all, and let the Emperor Fuji bombard.

"Die."

The Emperor's voice was a little gloomy and bloody, and the power of the dozen or so blows was terrifying, and even the powerhouses of the Star-Lord Realm were shocked to watch. Not only that, but the Emperor Fuji was also very angry and stabbed out the Nether Sword, which almost pierced the space.

"It's over, this blow is too strong, and it is not something that a person at the level of a star general can resist at all."

"Shhh

The smoke and dust filled the air, and everyone was silent, wanting to see what was going on.

"Thank you for your help, otherwise it would have taken me at least a year to do this level by myself. Gee...... It's so sour, but I'm used to being beaten. ”

There was a discordant sound in the mist, and Zhang Ling was holding the Netherworld Sword with one hand, and his left shoulder was bleeding. The Emperor's face had changed slightly, and he immediately retreated, and at the same time flapped his hand, and a long whip with a streamer appeared.

"Bundle ......"

"Tie up your uncle......"

I saw another figure like lightning coming in an instant, and the long whip was pinched, and then I saw Zhang Ling roaring angrily, and he directly tore it apart.

"This can't be the bundle of immortal ropes that the auction house auctioned the day before yesterday, right? Why, why is the quality so poor? "Someone was surprised.

"You see, Zhang Ling seems to have changed, and he actually started to fight back."

"Looking for Death"

A huge black lone wolf appeared behind the Emperor, the lone wolf roared into the sky, and the Emperor's arm was directly beastized, and its claws tore through the space, revealing nothingness.

"Repression—"

The immortal light is bright, this time Zhang Ling did not hide it in the slightest, at this moment he is an immortal, a real immortal. The Emperor's offensive came quickly, but it went faster, and the so-called wolf claws were directly broken, and blood flowed everywhere.

Zhang Ling shook his fist, as if muttering something. Then, under the puzzled eyes of everyone, he actually began to undress.

", what the hell, is there something wrong with this Ling Brain, he was actually undressing when he was fighting." Countless people were dumbfounded.

"Shhh...... This muscle, look good, if you can marry him......" A female cultivator blinked her eyes, full of peach blossoms, and the men around her were trembling.

Zhang Ling showed that he was naked, clutching the shabby clothes in his hands, he tilted his head and shook it, and threw the clothes away and smashed them on the ground.

"Boom—"