From the appearance of the people from the Xiaoyuan Sect in the Luoshui Sect to Li Tianzhong's arrival in the Central Land, Li Tianzhong has made a lot of preparations. Li Tianzhong couldn't be sure whether the Shen Cong mentioned by others was the person he knew. After all, it is too normal to have a duplicate name, and the achievements of Shen Cong who I heard about are too high, so high that Li Tianzhong can't believe it.

But no matter how unbelievable it was, Li Tianzhong was still constantly inquiring, inquiring about everything Shen Cong had. Whether it was Du Feiming or Du Huang, they didn't care about Li Tianzhong's actions. In their eyes, Li Tianzhong was just an insignificant person, if it wasn't related to Shen Cong, they wouldn't have looked at such a person at all.

This is not a contempt, but a decision of strength that is not at all above the same energy level on both sides. Just like you don't care about what an ant is thinking, in Du Feiming's eyes, Li Tianzhong is such an ant.

And it was precisely because of their ignorance that Li Tianzhong got a lot of news from Shen Cong, and his heart became more and more certain. Du Feiming felt that in the face of absolute power, Li Tianzhong would make a smart choice. Li Tianzhong did make a choice, and in Li Tianzhong's eyes, such a choice is undoubtedly the right one.

Don't drag Shen Cong down, only if Shen Cong is not affected in any way, nothing will happen to the Luoshui Sect. Li Tianzhong may not be strong, and what he sees may not be comparable to the cultivators in the Central Land. But Li Tianzhong understands people's hearts, and things like people's hearts can't be avoided as long as a cultivator, so Li Tianzhong sees them very clearly.

"It's not good for you to say that!" Du Feiming said in a deep voice.

"You can't be crazy, do you know what you're talking about!" Du Huang looked at Li Tianzhong and roared loudly, if it weren't for Shen Cong here, Du Huang would even want to slap Li Tianzhong to death with one palm.

Li Tianzhong snorted, oppressed by Du Huang's breath, but Li Tianzhong, who had cultivated in the early stage of the seventh order, couldn't bear it, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. But Li Tianzhong was laughing, just as he thought, Shen Cong had nothing to do, and there would be no other things. If Shen Cong is restrained, not only him, but also the consequences of the Luoshui faction are also worrying, unless Du Feiming really has the decision to kill Shen Cong here.

But can this really be done? Maybe Du Feiming can really enclose the space and leave no traces. But there is no impermeable wall in the world, and if, if this matter is known by Qingyang Tianzun, the consequences will be terrible. What's more critical is that the current dispute can't make Du Feiming make such a decision, and Du Feiming's words just now are more of a warning to Shen Cong, or intimidation.

Ordinary cultivators would probably be frightened, after all, the power of the ninth order was not empty, and with Li Tianzhong here, the pressure on Shen Cong would be even greater.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a loud bang sounded in Du Huang's ears, the cracking wind blew his body, Du Huang subconsciously turned around, only to find that the space in front of him had been shattered, and countless spatial cracks were flowing in it. Du Huang looked at Shen Cong incredulously, Shen Cong actually made a move just now, in front of Du Feiming. If it weren't for Du Feiming, with a move just now, Du Huang might have died.

"Don't scare my friends, I'll be nervous. Shen Cong withdrew his fist, glanced at Du Huang, and looked at Du Feiming.

"You are much more arrogant than I imagined, it seems that I just said so much, you didn't understand!" Du Feiming's face had become gloomy, it was impossible for him to kill Shen Cong here, but it was no problem at all to teach him a lesson.

"Your comprehension ability is also very average!" Shen Cong chuckled softly, ignoring Du Feiming's killing intent. Du Feiming's eyes narrowed slightly, and the killing intent could no longer be concealed. Shen Cong's words were tantamount to slapping him in the face, just an eighth-order, he dared to talk to a ninth-order like this.

Du Feiming sneered suddenly, and finally found a reason to make a move. Disrespect, especially disrespect to the strong, this is a big problem, even if Qingyang Tianzun asked afterwards, Du Feiming also had his own reasons.

"Since you've made your choice, pay for your choice. One move, it depends on whether you have the strength corresponding to your temper!" Du Feiming flew up, the long sword in his hand roaring lightly.

"The ninth order is against the eighth order, the seniors are good means!"

Yang Dingli said loudly, this is not a fair battle at all, even if Shen is not extraordinary. But no matter how extraordinary it is, it is still the eighth order, I heard that the seventh order is against the eighth order, but that is only the ability of the demons on the dragon and phoenix list, and it is still a loose cultivation. But I've never heard that the Eighth Order can fight against the Ninth Order, that's not realistic at all.

Yang Dingli knew that Shen Cong had cut off a ninth-order arm, but it was in a special illusion. And this is the central place, and the surrounding area is even the space under Du Feiming's cloth, the time and place are on Du Feiming's side, how to fight, Du Feiming is suppressing people with force!

"Did I let you speak!"

Du Feiming looked at Yang Dingli, his sword intent was full of intent, Yang Dingli's face changed, and he was just about to avoid it, but the sword light was already in front of him, and there was no way to hide.

"Smack!"

With a muffled sound, Shen Cong blocked the sword light with one hand, and with a slight grip, the sword light was directly crushed. Du Feiming's eyes moved, and he looked at Shen Cong unexpectedly, "It is worthy of being a closed disciple of Qingyang Tianzun, a young talent." If you grow up for another hundred years, I'm afraid it will be enough to be on an equal footing with me. But today you are not, remember that!"

As soon as the long sword in Du Feiming's hand was raised, countless sword qi surrounded him, and these sword qi began to merge with each other, just in the blink of an eye, the sword qi was completely unified, turning into a simple and plain sword light.

"A hundred years?"

Shen Cong chuckled, his body shook, and a soft force sent Yang Dingli out. Shen took a step forward from his right foot and looked at the sword light in front of Du Feiming. There was no fear, no panic, just excitement.

"Arrogance!"

Du Feiming had a sense of anger that he had been provoked, and it had been too long since anyone dared to look at him with such a gaze, especially such a junior. Although Shen Cong is a little special, but what about being special, the gap in strength cannot be broken by relying on some specialness. As Du Feiming said, the most important thing for a practitioner is always his own strength.

As soon as Du Feiming threw the long sword in his hand, it merged with the sword light in front of him, and the already amazing sword intent was even more soaring into the sky at this moment, Du Feiming was really serious. How terrible is a serious ninth-order apocalypse? Yang Dingli's body trembled involuntarily, it had nothing to do with fear, but in the face of this kind of supreme power, the instinctive horror was like encountering a natural enemy.

Du Huang was full of excitement, and his fists were clenched tightly. Li Tianzhong's face was a little pale, and he suddenly had some doubts about whether what he had done just now was correct, and was it really appropriate to collide with such a powerful force?

"Buzz!"

A circle of strange fluctuations spread, Du Feiming pointed forward, and the sword light suddenly disappeared. Shen Cong's eyes widened slightly, his hands were ringed, and the sound of a dragon's groan suddenly sounded, and countless dragons flashed. But in the blink of an eye, these dragons dissipated, and a sword light drove straight in, and the dragons were like bubbles, unable to form a single block at all.

"Bang!"

There was a strange sound, the sword light stabbed on Shen Cong's fist, Shen Cong's body shook violently, his skin suddenly cracked, and countless cracks spread to his whole body. In the face of several five-star kings, the undamaged flesh was just a moment at this moment, which made Shen Cong injured.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Only then did a popping sound sound sounded in the air, and a huge spatial rift appeared behind the long sword. The sword intent was raging, and the spatial rift could not be healed under the impact of the sword intent, like a hideous wound grinning there, mocking the stupidity of the world.

Du Feiming looked at Shen Cong, his eyes flashing. A short stalemate, an eighth-order return to the Yuan can actually do such a step, it was really beyond Du Feiming's expectations. According to Du Feiming's prediction, this sword must be to destroy the withering and decaying, but it did not do. This is only the eighth order, what if Shen is allowed to grow from the ninth order?

For the first time, Du Feiming's heart really had a murderous intent, and he killed Shen Congli. Such a person will definitely be a big disaster in the future, if he is offended, it is better to cut the grass, otherwise if Shen Cong comes back with revenge in the future, will the Xiaoyuan faction be able to bear it?

"Click......"

The sound of the bones being overwhelmed, Du Feiming was hesitating in his heart, and Shen Cong's eyes were cloudy and uncertain, and the power contained in the sword light was constantly strengthening.

"It turns out that this is the power of the apocalypse. ”

The muscles of his right arm were about to turn into twists, but Shen Cong's face showed a smile, and in the divine body, the runes hidden in it suddenly moved, and the next moment, the dazzling light shone on everything, and the innate divine power burned violently.

Du Feiming's face changed, a sense of danger flooded in his heart, and a force that could threaten him suddenly appeared. Du Feiming sensed that the rise of alien races around him made even the central land unsafe. But immediately, Du Feiming felt that this threat was coming from the front, from Shen Cong.

"Boom!"

Shen Cong's left hand punched the sword light, the sword light vibrated violently, and the tip of the sword involuntarily shifted. Shen Cong's face was excited, and the power of the behemoth made Shen Cong have a fiery illusion, venting, venting frantically.

"Boom, boom!"

Three punches in a row, one punch heavier than one punch, and the last punch, even directly knocked the sword light out of the crack. The sword qi that burst apart couldn't hurt Shen Cong at all, and even the previous injured position had completely healed.

Du Feiming's expression sank, and he was about to command the sword light, but he found that the sword light was condensed into the water around him, and it was difficult to even turn it. The next moment, his hands were clasped together and he struck the sword light like a heavy hammer. The next moment, this sword light that condensed Du Feiming's full force suddenly exploded, Shen Cong took a step forward, and grabbed the long sword in the sword light, this is Du Feiming's spiritual weapon, the eighth-order top water condensing sword.

As if the never-ending power burst out from the god's body, Shen Cong pinched the Condensing Sword stiffly, and continued to exert force, and the Condensing Sword, which was difficult to destroy by external forces, actually let out an overwhelmed wail.

Du Feiming's face finally changed greatly, and he wanted to make the Condensing Water Sword explode, but Shen Cong's side was filled with a strange position, which couldn't work at all. Du Feiming took a deep breath and took a step forward. It's a shame to deal with an eighth-order, not only to move, but also to move.

Du Feiming appeared in front of Shen Cong and pointed out.

Between heaven and earth, as if there is only one finger left, heaven and earth will pass through in front of this finger. This is not an illusion, but Du Feiming's sword intent, one day, he will pierce this heaven and earth. Although he didn't have such power at the moment, there were not many people in heaven and earth who could block his finger, and the attack on the divine soul was even more terrifying.

Du Feiming sensed the horror of Shen Cong's physical defense, but the divine soul was not necessarily, and this finger was dealing with the divine soul. The eighth-order Guiyuan Divine Soul is definitely not weak, but it depends on who it is compared to, compared with the ninth-order Apocalypse, it is really too weak.

Shen glanced at Du Feiming, grabbed the Condensing Water Sword, and swung it directly at Du Feiming as a weapon. The Condensing Water Sword continued to tremble, but it couldn't resist Shen Cong's earth-shattering brute force.

"Bang!"

Du Feiming involuntarily took a step back, Shen spewed blood mist from the pores of his body, and the flesh, bones, and blood in his body were shattered by ninety. But in the blink of an eye, these injuries returned to their original state, and in Du Feiming's incredulous eyes, he took a step forward and swung the Condensation Sword to slash down.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

There were continuous muffled sounds, and Shen Cong's body continued to spew blood mist, and with every blow, Shen Cong's divine body collapsed by more than ninety percent, and the flesh could not describe the moment when Shen Cong was injured. But on the contrary, Shen Cong recovered in an instant, and continued to attack as if nothing happened, and the blood mist that spewed out would automatically return to Shen Cong's body.

One step at a time, Shen Cong was chasing Du Feiming. The people around him were already stunned, and on the scene, it was Shen Cong who had the upper hand, and it was a big advantage. The dense and breathless attack made Du Feiming not even have a chance to retreat, and more importantly, Du Feiming was a little blindsided, he couldn't understand the situation in front of him at all, obviously he almost killed Shen Cong every time, but Shen Cong recovered every time, is this what a cultivator should have? Or rather, what creature in the world can have such a perverted ability?

"Smack!"

There was a crisp sound, which was inconspicuous in the continuous collision, but Du Feiming's face was pale, and a small fragment flew into the distance with the swept of the surrounding energy storm. It was a crack that belonged to the Condensing Water Sword, and in hundreds of collisions, Du Feiming's all-out attack finally damaged the Condensing Water Sword, and Shen Cong's momentum was raised to the highest point, and his qi and blood boiled to the limit.

"Ten Directions Heaven and Earth!"

The dragon roared, the 10,000-headed dragon swam, and the next moment, the dragon suddenly converged, leaving only ten dragons around Shen Cong. The dragon head has two horns, and it is already approaching the real dragon, and the power of each dragon is in the five-star king.

Shen Cong grabbed the Condensing Water Sword with one hand, his fists and swords were one, and he punched Du Feiming.

"Boom!"

The space confined within a radius of ten miles suddenly shattered, and a streamer of light rose into the sky, breaking through the space and jumping into it, disappearing.

PS: Let's make a first order!