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Seeing the earth-shattering sword of Jing Withered Leaves, Ling Futu couldn't help but look slightly solemn, and suddenly stretched out his hand, and the Futu Night Tower was instantly put away, but there was another purple pearl.

"Eight Floating Massacre!"

But seeing her hands together, with a wave of her hand, countless flowers of complex colors instantly appeared in her palms, one by one wrapped in the past, constantly consuming the sword momentum of the dead leaves.

Countless flowers, one after another, were instantly defeated, and continued to grow, although they seemed to be weak, but the sword momentum of the withered leaves could not help but be consumed one by one, and finally had to terminate when they reached a place dozens of feet above her.

Although the sword of Jing Withered Leaf reached Ling Futu's body, it did not dare to go any further.

Because the sword momentum has been exhausted, the sword intent has disappeared, and if you step forward again, you will not kill the enemy, but send you to death.

"Huh!"

Really.

Seeing that his flowers had completely worn out the sword momentum of the thorn dead leaves, Ling Futu naturally would not let go of this great opportunity, and with a wave of his hand, endless flowers were born again, floating towards the thorn dead leaves, and they exploded one by one on the way, producing terrifying air fluctuations.

Once you get it, I'm afraid you will be injured if you don't die.

Seeing this, Jing Withered Ye snorted coldly, and suddenly retreated sharply, like a sword mark, and retreated straight back.

――One of the top body techniques of the Changxian Sect, leaving traces of paintings.

However, although his body is fast, Lingfu Tu gathers flowers faster, one flower after another, one life and another, as if endless, in the end, Jing Withered Leaves had to swing his sword to block, which was blocked one by one.

"Whirl of Dead Leaves!"

He jumped up, countless dead leaves swirling around him, wrapped the flowers around him one by one, and then pushed them out, exploding around him without affecting himself.

Even with a roll of his eyes, he deliberately sent the dead leaves to Ling Futu's side, so that she could taste the consequences.

However, seeing this, Ling Futu put away this trick, smiled slightly, and said softly: "Holy Soul Five Souls, Mystery Formula!"

In the purple jade beads, the brilliance gradually changed, becoming colorful, and then escaping, slowly floating in front of the thorn dead leaves.

The thorn withered leaves naturally knew that it was unusual, although the effect was unknown, he still held a sword and slashed, wanting to use a strong wind to blow away the colorful mist, but it had no effect, the colored mist seemed to be illusory, and he didn't move.

And he looked at it twice, and instantly his eyes were confused, his head was dizzy, and he looked confused.

At this time, Jing Withered Leaf understood what the mystery meant, and couldn't help but be angry for a while, and suddenly snorted coldly: "Carving insect skills, how can you mess with my sword heart?"

As soon as the words fell, he raised his sword in his hand, and a dazzling white light bloomed on the righteous Haoran sword, righteous and heroic.

Haoran righteous qi touched those colored mist and instantly dispersed it, and the mist that the sword qi could not break just now was like a clown jumping off the beam in front of this righteous qi of heaven and earth, and it was vulnerable.

"Yo, I underestimate you, I forgot that your sword is born to restrain these evil methods, but the class has an axe, forgive me. ”

Seeing this, Ling Futu smiled slightly, and didn't care, he didn't plan to use this trick to deal with the top genius disciples from the Changxian Sect.

As soon as she turned her move, suddenly her jade hand was lightly raised, and the Holy Soul Five Spirit Beads had been taken back into the storage Dao ring by her, but she summoned the Futu Night Tower that she had just held in her hand.

"In that case, I'll teach you to take a look at my new methods. ”

As soon as the words fell, she raised her hand, and the Futu Night Tower flew into the air, dripping and spinning, and the inside slowly lit up, and countless black qi gushed out, condensing into the shape of a four-foot long knife in the void, emitting an astonishing cold air, and slashing diagonally towards the thorn withered leaves on the opposite side.

"The sword spirit in the tower?"

Seeing this, Jing Withered Leaf was taken aback, he didn't dare to slack off, his body turned sharply, and he shouted, the second form of the Immortal Heavenly Sutra, Heaven and Earth slashed Yama, and shot again.

The illusory long knife and the sword that Jing Withered Leaf slashed out with all his strength intersected in midair, and the shadow of the long knife dimmed a little, but what was surprising was that the righteous spirit of Jing Withered Leaf's Haoran Sword retreated faster, as if it was invincible, and flew back upside down.

Jing Withered Leaves' face became a little ugly.

Obviously, even if he is also a top-grade famous weapon, the power of his righteous Haoran sword is far inferior to the Futu Night Tower of Lingfutu.

"In that case, there is only one last resort. ”

Suddenly, as soon as he touched his waist, he instantly took out a long light blue scroll and threw it at the sky.

The picture scroll opened in an instant, and then presented in front of everyone, with a few brushstrokes in it, outlining a river and three thousand white clouds.

He took a deep breath, Dao Qi poured into it, and in an instant, one of the white clouds moved, turning into a golden sword qi, and shot down, directly approaching the Lingfu Tu Face Gate.

"Yunlan Sword Painting!"

Seeing this, Ling Futu was not only not surprised, but was overjoyed: "The Baiyun Sword is really extraordinary, but it didn't disappoint me." ”

"Floating Tu Tun!"

Ling Futu Jiao shouted, and played a spell, the Futu Night Tower expanded sharply, and a powerful suction force burst out in an instant, and the black light flashed, and it actually absorbed the sword qi emitted from Yun Lan's sword painting.

Seeing this, Jing Weiye's face turned slightly pale, and he snorted coldly: "See how many channels you can suck?"

The words fell, and the input of Dao Qi was increased, and in an instant, three thousand white clouds turned into sword qi in an instant, densely packed, and shot down, like a round of sword rain in the sky.

The entire ring was surrounded by it, and even outside the ring, many people couldn't help but be taken aback when they saw this amazing momentum, changed color one after another, and couldn't help retreating.

"Floating Shield!"

Seeing this, Ling Futu couldn't help showing a trace of solemnity on his face, and suddenly opened his mouth and spit out, and a mouthful of essence blood sprayed into the top of the tower, and the patterns on the surface of the Futu Night Tower suddenly lit up, and a blood pattern was born.

However, the Futu Night Tower seemed to have undergone some unknown changes, and with a "hum" sound, it suddenly expanded sharply, and finally turned into a width of several feet, like a black tower shield, blocking in front of Lingfutu.

The sword qi shot out on the body of the tower, making a clanging sound, and sparks flew everywhere, but none of them could shoot through the Futu Night Tower and attack the Lingfutu behind it.

"If that's all you have, then there's nothing to see in today's battle. ”

Seeing this, although Ling Futu was temporarily on the defensive, he was still unhurried, staring at the Yun Lan sword painting that was still shooting sword qi on his head, and said lightly to the thorn withered leaves on the opposite side, obviously not taking his Baiyunhua sword offensive seriously.

"Since Miss Ling asked, Jing will naturally not let you down. ”

Seeing this, Jing Withered Ye glanced at Ling Futu, suddenly gritted his teeth, and suddenly urged the Dao Recipe again, and in an instant, a large cloud of white light appeared all over his body again, and it was another time to forcibly urge the Soul Destroying Heavenly Technique.

The white light was mighty, as if life was burning, and the breath on the body of the withered leaves rose sharply for a while.

Immediately, he poured his surging Dao qi into the Yunlan sword painting above his head, and then shouted: "Stegosaurus, come out!"

With his loud shout, all the white clouds in the Yunlan sword painting no longer stimulated the sword qi, and they seemed to move, slowly approaching each other, and everyone saw clearly that if these white clouds were combined, they were actually the image of a white dragon.

The dragon was lifelike, with its head and horns, dense scales, and a cold glow.

With the continuous infusion of Dao Qi, the dragon form seemed to come to life, and when Dao Qi accumulated to a peak, finally, "Ang ......" A clear dragon groan resounded in everyone's eardrums.

Before everyone could react, they saw that the sky and the earth changed color, and a white stegosaurus descended from the sky, carrying the momentum of a thousand broken stones, and swept towards the Lingfu Tu underground.

Seeing this, Ling Futu finally showed a look of interest in his eyes, and suddenly withdrew the Futu Night Tower, held it in his palm again, and said softly: "Since this is the case, I will also let you try the power of my Tiangong Mountain Psychic Dafa." ”

As soon as the words fell, the Futu Night Tower in her palm suddenly burst out with large clusters of black flames.

And Ling Futu's body also burned with black flames.

In the end, the two flames were connected together, and the flames slowly turned into dark red, with dark red lines, like small dragons, and finally condensed together, forming a small black and red seal.

Tiangong Mountain Town Sect Exercises, the strongest formula in the first volume of the middle-level psychic Dafa of the earth, the ten thousand dragons extinguish the seal, and reappear in the world.

Last time, it was Qiu Tianluo, the director of the Ten Thousand Demon City Branch of Tiangong Mountain, the 'Dragon Eagle Elder', who wanted to suppress Li Han, and at that time, even the head of the Lunyin Sea Pavilion in the Ten Thousand Demon City Branch, 'Thousand Hands Chasing Souls' Qiu Jiufeng's face changed greatly, and Qiu Tianluo was crazy.

But now this time, this type of Ten Thousand Dragons Destruction Seal performed by Ling Futu is even more powerful than Qiu Tianluo's day, and it seems to be the reason for blessing the mysterious demon power in the Futu Night Tower.

At this moment, the sky above the two of them made a tooth-souring cracking sound at the same time, and the terrifying momentum made all the disciples with low cultivation can't help but retreat one after another, only to feel that their hearts tremble, their spirits are shattered, and their complexions have changed drastically.

Even on the viewing platform, some high-level and veteran powerhouses of various sects couldn't help but change color one after another, and their faces were ugly.

One is that there is such a terrifying rookie for Tiangong Mountain, and the other is because the intensity of this battle is beyond their imagination, and they even ask themselves if they can resist this style if they play.

The answer is, I'm afraid that at least ninety percent of the people present are no!

This answer made their souls tremble, believing that they couldn't.

In the ring, the white stegosaurus had already swooped down, and the Ten Thousand Dragons Destruction Seal shot out by Ling Futu also broke through the air, and when the two collided in mid-air, the heavens and the earth were instantly discolored.

The entire ring was split in an instant, and the center was directly shattered into powder.

With two muffled snorts, Jing Withered Leaf and Ling Futu flew out upside down at the same time, but the difference was that Jing Withered Leaf fell directly out of the ring, and at the last moment, Ling Futu forcibly endured the churning blood in his throat, and skillfully turned around with heavenly steps, still staying within the range of the ring.

When the dust and smoke fell, looking at the white-clothed Lingluo, covered in blood, and falling off the dead leaves outside the ring, now look at the Lingfutu who also looked gloomy and felt a little dilapidated in the Futu Night Tower in his hand, everyone was silent.

It is both reasonable and unexpected.

Although both sides were defeated, this was a battle in the ring, in the end, Ling Futu won, and after watching this battle, I am afraid that after today, there are not many people who dare to continue to challenge her tomorrow.

The chief disciple of Tiangong Mountain, 'Mo Shanghua' Lingfutu, really lives up to his reputation.

ps: second update.