Kong Feng's trick was still broken by Zhao Yunlong, and it didn't bring any damage to Zhao Yunlong, originally the thunder dragon could still bring some damage, but it was resisted by his bloodthirsty divine armor, and there was no damage at all.

On the contrary, now that Kong Feng has been abolished, his blood is not stopping, and if he continues like this, he is afraid that his blood will be empty. Now his face was pale, his lips were twitching, his eyes were full of fear, and he was no longer angry.

"This, how can this be so strong......" Kong Feng still couldn't believe it, how could that kid at the beginning be stronger than himself?

He is the young master of the Thunder Sect, and he has enjoyed the best treatment since he was a child, but now he is fighting back, and he has not the slightest power to resist. If you fight to the death with the other party, forget it, the other party has nothing to do, but a unilateral crush, and there is no pressure at all.

This kind of gap makes Kong Feng unacceptable. The gap was so huge that he felt like he wasn't in a dream. The vision of the eyeliner gradually blurred, and with the fog of the Phantom Cloud Forest, it really felt like staying in a dream.

"Dreaming, you must be dreaming......" Kong Feng could only hypnotize himself like this, thinking that he was still in a dream.

At the beginning, he was much stronger than Zhao Yunlong, but now that Zhao Yunlong has surpassed himself, how can it be?

"What do you think?" Zhao Yunlong's voice came from the side, and soon Zhao Yunlong walked up to him and looked down at him.

Kong Feng trembled, his eyes widened, this Zhao Yunlong really broke his dream completely! Let him recognize that this is not a dream, but reality.

The reality is that Zhao Yunlong really surpassed him, and he also crushed him with absolute strength!

"Impossible, impossible, impossible!!" Kong Feng screamed, he couldn't move except his mouth, "You can't surpass me, it's impossible! I've worked so hard and so hard all these years, how can I not beat you...... I'm going to trample you under my feet and let you know how wrong you were and how you shouldn't provoke me......"

He still had a little strength to scold, but he didn't see any anger on Zhao Yunlong's face, only the calm and indifference, and the gaze that ended everything.

The other people's mouths were wide open, especially the many disciples of the Thunder Sect, who were all stupid by this scene. No one expected that Zhao Yunlong would carry out a thorough counter-kill, which was Kong Feng's strongest killing move, and even ordinary Ning Dan stage powerhouses had to be treated with caution.

Now it was easily resisted by Zhao Yunlong, and it was still unscathed, what kind of concept is this? It represents Zhao Yunlong's strength, far exceeding Kong Feng.

Kong Feng is at the ninth level of the spirit refining period, and the cultivation shown by Zhao Yunlong is obviously only at the seventh level of the spirit refining stage, how can there be such a huge disparity?

"Nothing is impossible, I've already said it, last time it was your good luck, what about this time?" Zhao Yunlong looked down at him and said indifferently: "I think this time, you are not so lucky, I wonder if you can dodge my shot?"

Zhao Yunlong raised the Nether Spear in his hand and aimed it at his head. Facing the tip of the spear that released a trace of cold qi, Kong Feng felt a breath of death approaching him, as if the next moment, he was about to leave this world completely.

"Savior Young Lord!"

The many disciples of the Thunder Sect roared angrily, as if they were crazy, and quickly rushed over to this side, wanting to save their young master. Before, they didn't make a move, it was because Kong Feng wanted to personally slash Zhao Yunlong, but now that Kong Feng is about to die, where can they still stand by stupidly?

With a roar, he went to Zhao Yunlong's side to kill, drawing his sword and drawing his sword one after another, and he was frightened and angry.

If Kong Feng died, then their fate would not be much better. Kong Feng is their young master, which is equivalent to poor protection. Besides, Kong Feng is still the future sect master, how can he not save it.

"I'll leave you a breath first, so that you can witness what kind of mistake you made in the first place......" Zhao Yunlong put away his spear, raised his gaze and looked at the cultivators rushing from all directions, his body shook slightly, and a thin layer of bloodthirsty divine armor covered his whole body, no longer like before, only covering his entire arm.

Now he has truly transformed into a blood-colored god of war, wearing red armor, holding a nether spear, and his eyes are full of red light.

"Boom!"

Zhao Yunlong slammed on the ground, stepped out of a deep pit on the ground, quickly turned into a cannonball, rushed forward, plunged into the crowd, and then slammed the ghost gun in his hand, and said word by word: "Sweep the Eight Desolations!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Immediately, a group of cultivators were knocked out, vomiting blood, and even a few were directly teleported away, which meant that under his violent sweep, a few died directly!

This was not the end yet, Zhao Yunlong rushed forward quickly, and with a sharp flick of the gun, a cultivator was lifted high and fell into the mist, and there was no longer a sound.

"Whew!"

At this time, a sword was thrown over, and Zhao Yunlong didn't dodge, allowing the sword to smash on his body.

With a "dang" sound, the sword was bounced back, and after spinning several times in mid-air, it slammed into the disciple on the side. The disciple looked at the sword on his chest in disbelief, how could it bounce back?

It's not that Zhao Yunlong can't dodge, but there is no need to dodge, under his powerful battle armor, their attacks are simply weak!

In the midst of this group of disciples, he set off a red hurricane, and Kong Feng witnessed everything from the side. One by one, the disciples were knocked out, and the basic shot was equivalent to serious injury, or death.

Yue Qiuxue and the others watched stupidly from the side, they wanted to help, but when they saw the scene in front of them, it seemed that they couldn't help, or they meddled in it at will, but they would help......

Zhao Yunlong was like a god of war, killing frantically in front, and in less than a while, there was no one standing on the ground except for them. Even those Cangyun Sect disciples knelt there and didn't dare to move.

When they saw this scene, they were all frightened, and who dared to stand up, let alone slip away.

The battle ended quickly, Zhao Yunlong put away the bloodthirsty divine armor, there was no injury on the surface of his body, he didn't even gasp, so he slowly returned to Kong Feng's side and said indifferently: "You Thunder Sect are equivalent to being out." ”

Kong Feng's pupils shrank, so many disciples of his own, even if they came by themselves, they would not be defeated so quickly. Even if he could be defeated, he would definitely be out of breath and consume an astonishing amount of energy.

Zhao Yunlong didn't seem to have anything to do at all, as if he hadn't been beaten.

"You, if you destroy our Thunder Sect, even if I die, the Thunder Sect will go to level your Moon Spirit Palace!" Kong Feng shouted, they didn't go back to report the news, but after the competition ended, the Thunder Sect would still find out if it used some means.

"You Thunder Sect are very welcome to take revenge, I will leave them all in the Moon Spirit Palace. Zhao Yunlong looked down at him, his expression still so indifferent.

Kong Feng's heart trembled, he always felt that he had encountered a demon!