Chapter 157: Ling Aotian's strength

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Fengluo Pavilion Lord, although in this collision, Ling Aotian was obviously at a disadvantage, but after all, he blocked his attack, you must know that this blow of his own, but it contained his own powerful saint-level power, without the slightest release of water, such a powerful attack, even if it was a strong man at the peak of the honorable level, it would take a lot of effort to block it, but Ling Aotian actually blocked it with the strength of the early stage of the honorable level, and shook himself back, just by one point, Ling Aotian's strength was no weaker than a strong man at the peak of the honorable level。

Good boy, no wonder you dare to be so confident! A hint of appreciation flashed in the eyes of the Fengluo Pavilion Master.

Appreciation is appreciation, but the Fengluo Pavilion Lord didn't mean to stop at all, as soon as the punch was dissolved by Ling Aotian, he immediately punched it out again.

Different from the extremely casual punch before, the moment the Phoenix Falling Pavilion Lord swung his fist this time, a Fire Phoenix Phantom flew out of his fist, and with a thick aura of destruction, it rushed towards Ling Aotian.

Feeling the aura of destruction emanating from the body of the Fire Phoenix Phantom, Ling Aotian's face became solemn, the remnant sword in his hand trembled, and the Dao Dao sword shadow emanated from the remnant sword, and the three forms of flowing clouds showed their grandeur in an instant.

However, the sword shadow that Ling Aotian displayed turned into nothing the moment he encountered the fire phoenix released by the Fengluo Pavilion Lord, and the fire phoenix continued to rush towards Ling Aotian.

Ling Aotian's strength was already one level lower than that of the Fengluo Pavilion Lord, so naturally he couldn't block the attack of the Fengluo Pavilion Lord with the Liuyun Three Styles, and the moment the sword shadow dissipated, he shook the remnant sword again and unleashed the Seven Heaven-Conquering Absolute Ones.

A huge sword shadow appeared in front of Ling Aotian.

"Go!" With Ling Aotian's shout, the huge sword shadow roared and crashed towards the fire phoenix summoned by the Phoenix Falling Pavilion Lord.

With a shocking bang, the energy giant sword and the energy fire phoenix collided together, and a powerful energy shockwave centered on them and spread out in all directions.

In another collision, Ling Aotian was once again shocked back dozens of meters, but the powerful blow of the Fengluo Pavilion Lord was also blocked by him.

The two attacks were stopped by Ling Aotian, the look of satisfaction on the face of the Fengluo Pavilion Lord was even stronger, in the previous competition of strength, he did not show mercy to his subordinates, and Ling Aotian also did not take any tricks, it can be seen that although Ling Aotian's strength is not as good as his own, even among the powerhouses at the peak of the honorable level, he is definitely top-notch.

"Brother Ling, your current strength should be on par with my pre-breakthrough strength, however, fighting with people, it's not just strength that can decide everything, now, let me try your fighting skills!" Although Ling Aotian's cultivation had already been recognized, the Fengluo Pavilion Lord still decided to take a look at Ling Aotian's actual combat ability.

To truly face a strong person whose strength has reached the holy level, it is extremely difficult for Ling Aotian's current strength, even if he is a strong man at the peak of the honorable level, I am afraid that he does not have the slightest confidence, however, Ling Aotian did not hesitate at all when he formally challenged the Fengluo Pavilion Lord: "Since the Pavilion Master has this interest, he should accompany him below." ”

The calm and calm tone made everyone excited, and everyone's eyes fell on Ling Aotian, they all wanted to see what kind of brilliance this young man could bloom under the attack of a saint-level powerhouse.

Seeing that Ling Aotian had promised himself, the Fengluo Pavilion Lord smiled: "Then, let's start!"

Ling Aotian took a deep breath and shook the remnant sword in his hand, a hint of determination in his eyes.

This time, the Fengluo Pavilion Lord did not let Ling Aotian make a move first, and at the moment when Ling Aotian inhaled and held the sword, his body shook and forced towards Ling Aotian.

The active attack of the saint-level powerhouse could not be underestimated, just the moment the Fengluo Pavilion Lord approached him, he felt a strong aura firmly lock him.

An inescapable feeling rose from the bottom of Ling Aotian's heart.

No, at the moment when this feeling rose in his heart, Ling Aotian reacted quickly, his strength was not as good as that of the Fengluo Pavilion Master, if he couldn't avoid the opponent's attack, then the only choice he could be had was to fight the opponent hard, in that case, he was afraid that he would not be able to support it for long before he would be defeated.

After thinking about this, Ling Aotian quickly thought about how to break the other party's lock, and after some thought, Ling Aotian made a decision in his heart.

Ling Aotian slowly raised the remnant sword in his hand above his head, and then, a wave of spiritual fluctuations emanated from Ling Aotian's body, merging into the remnant sword that was held high above his head, at this moment, Ling Aotian seemed to be fused with the remnant sword, and he actually got rid of the lock of the Fengluo Pavilion Lord.

"Human and sword unity!" Feeling that Ling Aotian had disappeared from his spiritual lock, the Fengluo Pavilion Lord was stunned for a moment, and the fist he struck out also paused at this moment.

The opportunity has come! Although the cultivation time is not long, where would Ling Aotian, who has already experienced a hundred battles, miss it, just at the moment when the Fengluo Pavilion Lord was stunned, his body had already swept forward like lightning, and the remnant sword that was integrated with him stabbed forward extremely sharply.

The Fengluo Pavilion Lord was stunned for a moment, it was only less than a second, although Ling Aotian's speed was very fast, it was impossible to stab the Fengluo Pavilion Lord in such a short time, therefore, when the Fengluo Pavilion Lord reacted and continued to punch out, it was also the moment when Ling Aotian stabbed out with his sword.

There was no doubt that the Fengluo Pavilion Lord's fist and Ling Aotian's remnant sword collided again.

Unlike the previous two earth-shattering collisions, although the fist and sword intersection this time looked the same as before, at the last moment, both of them invariably avoided a little bit and avoided a head-on collision, so this time the collision seemed violent, but it did not cause too many waves, as if there was no collision.

After the blow, Ling Aotian's feet flashed, and the Nine Absolute Steps were unleashed, flashing lightning past the side of the Fengluo Pavilion Lord, and the remnant sword in his hand swept out like a swimming dragon.

Ling Aotian's blow was extremely powerful, but his right was not an ordinary person, but a saint-level powerhouse, the Fengluo Pavilion Lord would not let Ling Aotian hit, and at the moment when Ling Aotian's remnant sword swept out, he had already flashed his figure, avoided Ling Aotian's remnant sword, and took advantage of the situation to attack Ling Aotian with his fist.

Ling Aotian knew his weaknesses, so naturally he would not choose to go head-to-head with the Fengluo Pavilion Lord, due to the unity of human and sword, he had completely gotten rid of the Fengluo Pavilion Lord's spiritual lock, and fully exerted the advantages of his body technique, exerting the Nine Absolute Steps to the limit, and started a game with the Fengluo Pavilion Lord.

A battle of undue strength was lost, but it was incomparably exciting, unfolding between Ling Aotian and the Fengluo Pavilion Master, and everyone's eyes fell on the two extremely faint phantoms in the field, but their hearts were full of shock.

The disciples of Fengluo Pavilion have always put Ling Aotian on an equal footing with them, and many disciples even believe that Ling Aotian may become the personal disciple of the Pavilion Master in the near future, and it is precisely because of this that the Pavilion Master will look at him differently, but these speculations have been broken in the battle between Ling Aotian and the Fengluo Pavilion Lord today, and Ling Aotian's strength has reached a level that is comparable to that of the Fengluo Pavilion Lord.

Another person who was extremely shocked, naturally it was the fierce son who returned to Fengluo Pavilion with Ling Aotian, since the reunion with Ling Aotian, this honest man did not know Ling Aotian's strength, in his thoughts, Ling Aotian's strength was on par with him, but after seeing the battle between Ling Aotian and the Fengluo Pavilion Lord, he finally understood how wrong he was, and the gap between him and Ling Aotian's strength was already thousands of miles away.

The battle between Ling Aotian and the Fengluo Pavilion Lord soon passed fifty moves, although Ling Aotian relied on his body to fight with the Fengluo Pavilion Lord, but because of the gap in strength, he gradually fell behind, attacking less and defending more.

After another brief collision, the two stepped back in unison and stopped.

"Yes, you can support more than fifty moves under my attack, Brother Ling, your strength is no longer weaker than those powerhouses at the peak of the Saint Level, even if you are the first person below the Holy Level, it is not an exaggeration. "For the strength that Ling Aotian has shown, the Fengluo Pavilion Lord is extremely satisfied, and naturally he will not hesitate to praise it.

Ling Aotian took a breath and said with a smile: "The Pavilion Master is serious, there are people outside the world, there are heavens outside the sky, I can't afford the title of the first person under this holy level." ”

The look of satisfaction on the face of the Fengluo Pavilion Lord was even stronger, Ling Aotian did not show the slightest pride because of his performance, which was extremely valuable.

"Pavilion Master, now, you should rest assured that I will go alone, right?" Ling Aotian continued with his previous words, after all, his battle with the Fengluo Pavilion Master was to prove that he could have the power to protect himself on the mainland.

Seeing Ling Aotian bring up this topic again, the Fengluo Pavilion Lord smiled bitterly: "Alas, seeing your strength, to be honest, I don't worry about you going on the road alone." ”

Ling Aotian was stunned, he had worked so hard just to convince the Fengluo Pavilion Master, how could he say such a thing in the end?

"Brother Ling, do you know that if you let others know about your situation, how many people will treat you like a thorn in your side?" asked the Fengluo Pavilion Lord with a solemn face.

Ling Aotian was slightly stunned for a moment, and then understood the meaning of his words, it is true, a cultivator with potential, in the eyes of hostile forces, is indeed the kind of thorn in the side that wants to get rid of it quickly, after all, a cultivator with potential grows up, it is a big threat to those hostile forces, now, Ling Aotian's growth speed is indeed a big threat, and now, because of the three strong people, Fengluo Pavilion must have become the target of public criticism, and he has a close relationship with Fengluo Pavilion, so he will naturally be regarded as a thorn in the side, and he will be quickly eliminated by others。