"Is it the Cloud Dragon Old Monster of the Martial Palace?"

"Haha, Wudian and Dan League don't deal with each other very well, and the General Alliance is in the same Zhongzhou, so if you come to Dan League at this juncture, you must be looking for trouble. ”

"This Yunlong old monster himself is a god Tianzun, and his status in the Martial Palace is extraordinary, and the young man beside him should be his closed disciple Long Aotian, and he is also the most favorable contender for the heir of the next hall master of the Martial Palace. ”

"The heir of the Wudian to the heir of the Shangdan League, today we finally did not come in vain, there is a lively scene to watch. ”

The bigwigs of the countless forces around him are not obvious, and they are gloating and whispering.

"Today is the priestly ceremony of my Dan League, and you martial arts hall are uninvited, what is the so-called matter?"

Master Jingyue frowned and shouted coldly.

The faces of the other elder-level giants were also not good-looking.

"Although your Dan Alliance didn't send an invitation to my martial palace, they are close to each other, so it's okay to come and run through the door, right?"

The old monster of Yunlong said predictively: "Today, our Martial Palace came to the Dan League, in addition to Dao He, we also want to see how many catties and taels your future alliance leader of the Dan League has, compared with the heirs of our Martial Palace, whose talent and cultivation are better." ”

"You're here to challenge?"

Danmeng's Jingyue Master showed a trace of astonishment on his face.

Ling Feng's combat power, although it is very terrifying, but the Martial Palace's Long Aotian is not a vegetarian, I heard that his cultivation has already reached the point of inviting God, and there is only a line away from the real god, if he moves, Ling Feng will lose a big situation.

After all, the difference between the Immortal Eight Heavens and the Immortal Gods is too huge.

"You alchemists of the Dan League, you are pampered every day, and you don't do any heavy work, how can you think about the disciples of our martial palace. Each of them has experienced a hundred battles, and we came to Danmeng for your own good, to help you loosen your muscles. Haha......"

The old monster of Yunlong looked at Ling Feng and said, "Boy." Come down and practice, see how much ability you have, and let all the bigwigs of the sects present see whether the Dan League has been improving or regressing over the years. ”

"Wudian, do heavy work? Is it iron? Also, people in this world are originally divided into three, six, nine and so on, and sluts should have the fate of sluts, and striking iron is just right for you. ”

Ling Feng Huo Ran stood up in his chair. said coldly: "If you want to practice, you can do it, that is, you know whether you Long Yun old monster will do it yourself, or let the one next to him be called, oh, yes, Long Aotian, let him make a move?"

"Just with your milky smelly dry thing, it's worth this Tianzun's shot?"

Long Yun's face suddenly turned cold, and he said: "Aotian, teach this thing a good lesson." Let him understand that there are people who cannot be offended. ”

"Boy, we're meeting for the first time. In order to let you die without regrets, Ben Shao will introduce himself now. ”

Long Aotian walked out of the crowd, and the swing of his shoulders was like a crab's teeth and claws: "My name is Long Aotian, awakened at the age of five, became a first-grade refiner at the age of eight, and second-grade at the age of ten, and cultivation is life and death." Fifteen-year-old five-grade ......"

"Are you finished?"

Ling Feng waved his hand impatiently.

"Not yet, the most wonderful experience you haven't heard yet. I'm afraid I'll scare you to death later. ”

Seeing Ling Feng interrupt, Long Aotian's eyes showed a trace of annoyance.

"Then I'll get you on your knees. How about you take it slowly?"

At this moment, Ling Feng raised his arm, and his palm was like a huge cauldron, crushing towards the other party.

The weight of the immortal fifteen heavens' physical body was so terrifying that it was boundless.

The palm of his hand quickly sank down, bringing countless surges, and the surrounding space, the laws of heaven and earth, were shattered little by little.

"This Ling Feng does seem to have some ability, just by breaking the coercion contained in this palm, his cultivation has at least reached the Immortal Nine Heavens. ”

"What about the Immortal Nine Heavens? The cultivation of the other dragon Aotian is in the gods, like giants and children to each other, and fiasco is the only ending for Ling Feng. ”

Countless sect bosses who came to watch the ceremony stood up from their positions one after another and began to comment on the combat effectiveness of the two.

The tens of thousands of disciples and elders of the Dan League who were watching the battle showed ecstasy on their faces, but when they remembered that Long Aotian's cultivation was two levels higher than Ling Feng's, their hearts sank again.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

Long Aotian's face was shocked, his hands danced rapidly, and a handful of weapons of extraordinary grade shot out from his body, containing peerless sword qi, and swept away, trying to stab Ling Feng's hand into countless large holes.

"The unicorn shakes the palm of the sky and crushes the earth chicken and the dog!"

Ling Feng's gesture turned suddenly, and in the void, the rapidly sinking palm emerged with majestic golden light, showing even more divine power and could not be blasphemed.

Boom –

The two sides touched each other, and the violent energy ripples swept outward layer by layer, and everywhere they passed, the heavens and the earth trembled, the universe shook, and the countless hard floors on the square turned into powder little by little, and the sky was full of dust.

At this moment, the bigwigs of countless sects gasped and set their eyes on the center of the battle.

When the dust landed, there was a huge hole at the scene, Long Aotian's body knelt in front of the hole, the whole person was bleeding, looking at Ling Feng's eyes in addition to shock, it was still shock.

"I, my cultivation is in the realm of the gods, you haven't broken through the gods, how can you hit me at once, I don't have the power to resist at all, this is ......"

Long Aotian's face was as pale as snow, and he spat out these words, and shot out a mouthful of blood again.

"Now you can tell your story on your knees, and I'll sit and listen. ”

Ling Feng smiled and sat down on Dan's chair slowly.

At this moment, the shocked eyes of all the guests present almost fell to the ground.

What do they see?

Ling Feng actually defeated the powerhouse of the Immortal Realm with his immortal realm cultivation?

In their subconscious, this is almost impossible!

"The kid is rude. ”

Yunlong's old and strange face turned white and blue for a while.

Originally, he was completely sure that Dan Meng's face would be slightly lower this time, because he knew that Long Aotian was powerful.

And right now, the most powerful young disciple in his martial arts hall was crushed into a pug by the other party with one move, how could he believe it?

"This skin seems to have been rubbed up and down by yourself, right?"

Ling Feng's legs were folded together neatly and said.

"You, you, you give Ben Tianzun a glare......"

The old monster of Yunlong was violently bullied in his chest, and then he resisted Long Aotian on his shoulder like pulling a carrot, and disappeared like a smoke.

"Little Brother Ling Feng is indeed a peerless genius, no wonder the Jindan Ancestor will hand over the throne of the future leader of the Dan Alliance to you. ”

All the sect bosses present only reacted at this moment, looking at Ling Feng with a deep compliment in their eyes.

And those juniors of the major sects who had just despised Ling Feng were constantly fighting at the moment, secretly saying that they were lucky, if they didn't challenge Ling Feng with their own strength, they would have already been carried out sideways by now.