Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Bar Is Up
A strong and heavy murderous aura enveloped the dim hall. An invisible wall was formed in the darkness, blocking the surroundings, like a powerful barrier, enveloping the entire area.
The sound of soldiers came close at hand, but it was cut off from this world. The square that spread from the main hall of the palace to the periphery hundreds of meters away suddenly formed a square circle composed of strong true qi and killing intent.
The flames of war are raging, reflecting the red night sky. The soldiers of the ghost realm and the heavenly realm are fighting together, fighting to the death, and there are also those who are worried about the master who want to rush in to help, but they are all blocked.
This world is the world of these two people.
This duel is a fight between them.
Blood and fire swept outward like waves from the imperial palace, and Fengdu was in chaos, and the sound of exclamations, fleeing footsteps, and cries resounded in the night sky. The originally silent night was broken in an instant, as if the sky suddenly cracked open, and heavy dark clouds and wind and snow surged out.
Wu Ming sneered, "Fu Lingxiao, what are you waiting for!" ”
"Wuying, what are you waiting for!" Fu Lingxiao's hand was pressed on the saber at his waist, this sword he hadn't touched for a long time, because ordinary opponents didn't need his sword unsheathed at all.
Wu Ming keenly noticed the movement of his hand, and said disdainfully, "I advise you, or throw away the tattered first." ”
Fu Lingxiao's eyes were accumulating clouds, and just as he was about to make a move, he saw that Wu Ming was fluttering, and he inadvertently threw away the long sword in his hand, and Ling Ling snorted, falling on the black jade ground, and said in a gloomy voice, "Between you and me, do you still need these burdens, this emperor's time is very precious." After a pause, he didn't say anything more, his body did not move, and a gust of wind rolled up in the empty hall, cold and violent, blowing his clothes and hair curling.
If it were someone else, he might be shocked by this powerful qi and bleed at this moment, and he fell to the ground and died. But Fu Lingxiao was the leading warrior of the Dragon Clan after all, and he didn't move in the face of such a strong murderous aura, but just hooked the corners of his mouth with contempt, "Yin ghosts are Yin ghosts, just like monsters, they will never be able to ascend to the hall of elegance." The words were full of unremitting ridicule, but there was no slackness in the action. Almost at the same time, Fu Lingxiao also activated the true qi in his body, and a cold and domineering qi spread out, colliding with the other party's invisibly.
Suddenly, the entire palace shook, and the sky collapsed.
The battle has begun. However, both sides were very cautious, and neither of them ventured.
Gradually, two visible auras formed in the air, one was ice white and the other was jet black. Divide the Void in two, each with one side. Minutes passed, and there was still a stalemate.
For a long time, Fu Lingxiao had never comprehended the power of Wuying in person. Vice versa. Wu Ming has been obedient to this Dragon Highness for hundreds of thousands of years, and he knows in his heart that Fu Lingxiao is not given for nothing, but he has never confronted him. At this point, the hearts of the two of them were shocked, and the strength of the other party was far beyond their expectations.
When it was, Fu Lingxiao said coldly, "There is no darkness, with the fragments of Kongtong, I haven't seen you grow, it's really hopeless." ”
Wu Ming didn't talk, and if he said that he didn't use the power of Kongtong at all at this time, it would inevitably make the enemy laugh. But in fact, he really didn't use the mana of Shangkongtong, not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't use it. The Kongtong Mirror is an ancient artifact that possesses a special secret spell that only those who master this spell can activate this earth-destroying power. Obviously, he was not favored by the heavens. Conversely, Fu Lingxiao did not. But even if you don't have it, you have to get it first, there will always be a way, this is the idea of His Royal Highness the Dragon Clan. Moreover, he had heard of an incident which, though very annoying to him, did not lose its truth. Every time he thought about it, he gritted his teeth with hatred, and he wanted to break that man's body into thousands of pieces.
And at this time, Fu Lingxiao said this, he also wanted to test whether Wu Ming had opened the divine power, which was also the problem he was most worried about, if this Yin ghost mastered the method of absorbing the power of Kongtong, then the victory or defeat of this battle was decided. Seeing that Wu Ming was silent, Fu Lingxiao breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart, without the help of the Kongtong Mirror, he could put him to death if he had the chance to win.
While they were secretly thinking in their hearts, their hands had already sent out their own moves.
This kind of near-peak duel does not require melee combat.
Black and silver-white phosgene gathered in the air, becoming more and more intense and deep. At this moment, Fengdu was already in chaos, full of scorching flames and fleeing crowds, rubbing shoulders and trampling on each other, and blood flowed like a river for a while.
And in this palace, it was like another world, the voice was only faintly transmitted through the powerful Qi Yun Boundary Field, Fu Lingxiao and Wu Ming stared at each other deadly, and finally, Wu Ming took the lead in breaking the deadlock.
With a flick of his fingertips, countless blue flames suddenly ignited in the black veil-like mid-air, each of which was very delicate, like eyes suddenly opened in the dark night, gradually, from blue to dark green, appearing and flickering in the void, and the number became more and more, like the stars in the sky.
Fu Lingxiao didn't make any moves, and smiled coldly and contemptuously, "Wuming, are you worthy of taking out these rotten things to fight against His Highness." ”
For his ridicule, there was no speech, and there was also fierce contempt in his eyes, and after a flash of disdain, a strong murderous aura burned in those gloomy eyes, and with a single fingertip, the star-like ghost fire swarmed towards the enemy.
When the flames touched Fu Lingxiao's silver-white field, there was a sizzling sound, as if countless holes had been burned in vain in the silver yarn, and curling white smoke evaporated.
Fu Lingxiao's face changed, but he didn't panic, his hands were crossed in front of his chest, his palms were inward, his ten fingers were stretched out, and then the air flow in the air rolled and surged, and in an instant, a silver dragon composed of true qi swirled upwards with its teeth and claws, and then a swooping momentum, the tail swept wildly, knocking down the dark green ghost fire.
But those dark green flames that were knocked down quickly rekindled, hunting and burning with even more fierce momentum, once again surrounding the silver dragon, Fu Lingxiao scolded secretly, his hands immediately put on another posture, and the dragon opened its mouth and swallowed the ghost fire one by one.
At this time, Wu Ming smiled, and the smile was extremely sinister.
I saw his lips move, and he recited a mantra in a low voice, and then, the sound of flesh and bone being torn apart suddenly came from the void.
It was as if something was violently biting at the flesh and bones, and the sound was extremely fierce. At the same time, the Silver Dragon, hovering in the air, danced and rolled wildly.
Fu Lingxiao immediately understood, and said viciously: "Wuying, you Yin Ghost will use such indiscriminate means!" ”
"The winner is king." Wu Ming sneered, "The next three indiscriminate? Speaking of this, I am really ashamed to be in the lower realms, dare to ask if there is a second person in the Three Realms who is more despicable than Your Highness the Dragon Clan. ”
"Huh." Fu Lingxiao's shoulders trembled with laughter, as if he had heard something extremely ridiculous, "Don't think you can win like this!" Your Highness will give you another million years, and you won't be able to win! ”