War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

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"Bai'er, don't be presumptuous!"

The middle-aged man in blue standing next to the young man, who was also called "City Master Zhong" by Feng Wudao, frowned and said in a low voice.

However, the young man ignored him, looked at Duan Lingtian instead, and said with a sneer: "Boy, don't hide behind women if you have the guts! In my opinion, you must have used despicable and shameless means to beat Tianwu. "

"City Master Feng, I'm sorry. Dog..."

City Lord Zhong looked at Feng Wudao with an apologetic expression.

"No problem."

Feng Wudao waved his hand, and said calmly: "Let them solve the matters of the younger generation by themselves... If you want to become a superior person, you must go through some trials and tribulations in the process of growing up."

City Master Zhong was stunned, with an ominous premonition in his heart, looking at his son, wanting to stop it.

Unfortunately, he was still late.

The conflict has already started, and it is hard to get over it.

"Tianwu!"

Duan Lingtian stopped Feng Tianwu who wanted to stand out for him, and smiled slightly, "Let me do these small things...it's just a clown, there is no need to get angry for him."

Feng Tianwu nodded slightly, looked back at Duan Lingtian, smiling like a flower, "Brother Duan, then I'll see you teach some clowns a lesson."

"it is good."

Duan Lingtian nodded.

As for the young man, that is, 'Zhong Bai', the son of City Lord Zhong, his complexion changed a long time ago.

Jumping clown?

This kid in his early twenties, call him a 'jumping clown'?

"Berry..."

City Lord Zhong's voice just started, and then stopped abruptly.

He could tell that his son was really angry. Based on what he knew about his son, once he decided on one thing, ten horses would not be able to pull it back.

Although, he can stop the next scene from happening with powerful force.

But remembering what Feng Wudao said just now, he gave up the idea of ​​making a move.

At this time,

Everyone in the valley surrounded them one after another.

"It's the son of City Lord Zhong. Zhong Bai! It is said that this Zhong Bai's cultivation has already broken through to the 'sixth level of Nascent Soul Realm'!"

"That young man came with City Lord Feng... I don't think I've seen him before."

"You don't know that... This young man is the one who defeated Miss Tianwu in the martial arts match held by Fengcheng Lord for Miss Tianwu three months ago, and became Fengcheng Lord's son-in-law!"

"I heard that City Master Feng is a son-in-law who rides a dragon quickly. He is only a fifth-level Nascent Soul Realm warrior."

"No way? As far as I know, Miss Tianwu seems to be a warrior of the sixth level of the Nascent Soul Realm. Moreover, she has comprehended the 'Fire Seed' and has a fifth-grade spiritual weapon. How could she be defeated by a fifth-level Nascent Soul Realm?" In the hands of warriors."

"It is said that this young man is the Miss Tianwu who was defeated by the 'First Enlightenment of the Wind'."

"First realization of wind power? Are you kidding me! That is the real 'power', which can only be comprehended by warriors above the Void Vision Realm...How could he comprehend it for a fifth-level Nascent Soul Realm warrior!"

...

The crowd of onlookers soon became lively.

Rumors about Duan Lingtian also spread.

However, few people believed the rumor that Duan Lingtian had comprehended the 'First Enlightenment of Wind Power'.

after all. It is the iron law in Yunxiao Continent that only warriors above the Vulture Realm can comprehend the real 'power'.

They have never heard of anyone who can break this iron law.

People who think the same way naturally include that 'Zhong Bai'.

"Boy, let me experience your 'First Enlightenment'!"

Zhong Bai laughed ironically, and when he raised his hand, there was an extra spirit sword in his hand. Yuan power entangled in it, raging in the air.

Wow!

In an instant, in the void above Zhong Bai's head, on the side of the phantoms of the eight hundred ancient giant elephants, another three hundred phantoms of ancient giant elephants appeared...

Look at the strength of this increase, the spirit sword in Zhong Bai's hand. It was obviously a 'sixth grade spiritual sword'.

"The Blackstone Empire is indeed an existence that surpasses the Qinglin Empire...It's really surprising that the son of a city lord in a remote city can easily take out a sixth-grade spiritual sword."

Duan Lingtian's heart moved, and he secretly thought.

You know, the sixth-grade spiritual sword is even in a sect like the Seven Star Sword Sect. It is only in the hands of the high-level people.

Among the younger disciples of the Seven Star Sword Sect, except for him, almost no one has a sixth-grade spiritual sword.

Of course, Duan Lingtian knew it in his heart.

On this point, it is not enough to explain that the "Seven Star Sword Sect" is not as good as a "City Lord's Mansion" in a remote city of the Blackstone Empire, but because the level of refining weapons in the Qinglin Empire is weaker than that of the Blackstone Empire.

The refining level depends on the number of high-grade refining masters,

The number of high-grade craftsmen in the Qinglin Empire is definitely not as good as that in the Blackstone Empire.

The word 'Empire' has already surpassed 'Imperial Kingdom'.

"The power of a thousand ancient giant elephants?"

A look of indifference and disdain appeared on the corner of Duan Lingtian's mouth, for him, Zhong Bai did not pose any threat.

"Humph!"

Perhaps seeing the disdain in the corner of Duan Lingtian's mouth, Zhong Bai's face darkened, he snorted coldly, and his figure was turbulent.

Whoosh!

When Zhong Bai shot, it was like turning into a gust of wind, where the dust flew up, sweeping towards Duan Lingtian.

"Boy, let me experience the real 'wind' that you have comprehended!"

At the same time, a voice full of sarcasm and mockery came.

"as you wish!"

Duan Lingtian replied in a disconsolate manner, and the power of his feet was raging, and the 'wind' appeared.

In an instant, nine hundred phantoms of ancient giant elephants appeared in the void above Duan Lingtian's head...

And Duan Lingtian also seemed to have turned into a hurricane, and before Zhong Bai got close to him, he stepped aside and dodged the sixth-grade spirit sword urged by Zhong Bai's 1,100 ancient giant elephants.

The sword speed of Zhong Bai's sixth-grade spiritual sword is fast because of the increase of the sixth-grade spiritual sword, which does not mean that his own speed is fast.

His own speed was only driven by the power of eight hundred ancient giant elephants.

Even flattering can't keep up with Duan Lingtian!

As long as Duan Lingtian doesn't give him a chance to get close, it will be difficult for him to catch up to Duan Lingtian.

"Wind!"

"It's really 'First Enlightenment of the Wind'!"

...

The crowd of onlookers, there is no lack of people with vicious eyes, who can see through Duan Lingtian's legs at a glance, the breath of wind permeating in Yuanli.

That is the real momentum, the wind momentum, the first realization of the wind momentum!

It is comparable to the power of two hundred ancient giant elephants.

Most people's faces changed, "The son-in-law of City Lord Feng, who is riding a dragon, broke the ancient iron law in Yunxiao Continent!"

call! call! call! call! call!

...

Duan Lingtian is like a ghost. Constantly flitting around Zhong Bai, keeping a distance from Zhong Bai all the time, making it difficult for the sixth-grade spirit sword in Zhong Bai's hand to touch him.

Zhong Bai at this moment is extremely aggrieved.

The sixth-grade spiritual sword in his hand is powerful and fast, but the speed under his feet is far inferior to Duan Lingtian.

Right now, he seems to be being teased by Duan Lingtian.

"I see how you hide!"

suddenly. Zhong Bai, who became angry from embarrassment, let out a loud shout, and fixed his sight on Duan Lingtian's swaying trajectory. With a shake of the sixth-grade spirit sword in his hand, he fled it out, and flew straight towards Duan Lingtian.

call out!

The sixth-grade spiritual sword, like a sharp arrow, locked on Duan Lingtian tightly, and set off a howling sound that hurt the eardrums.

This sword was driven by the power of 1,100 ancient giant elephants, and its speed was far faster than that of Duan Lingtian's feet.

"It's a little clever."

Facing this sword. Duan Lingtian paused, he knew that it was pointless to continue to avoid at this time.

With the speed of his current feet, even if he used the 'Extreme Shaking Strength', it was still not as fast as Zhong Bai's sword.

After Duan Lingtian stopped, a dark purple soft sword appeared out of thin air in his hand.

Suddenly, Duan Lingtian made a move.

Sword drawing!

The sword came out like lightning. Especially in addition to the raging Yuanli, it is also mixed with the fierce "First Enlightenment Wind".

Wow!

Above the void, 1,200 phantoms of ancient giant elephants galloped out, imposing like a rainbow.

call out!

The sword in Duan Lingtian's hand followed like a shadow, like a gangrene attached to the bone. It was easy to stop Zhong Baifei's sword.

Clang!

With just one strike, Zhong Baifei's sixth-grade spiritual sword was knocked away, cleanly and neatly.

Wind and clouds!

Duan Lingtian took advantage of the victory to pursue, turned into a hurricane again, and rushed towards Zhong Bai whose face changed drastically.

"Be merciful!"

Zhong Bai's father, the Lord Zhong's face changed drastically, but he didn't dare to lend a helping hand.

only because. He found that Feng Wudao's Qi mechanism had locked him, making him dare not move rashly.

hum!

Duan Lingtian flicked the Ziwei soft sword in his hand, and when he came close to Zhong Bai, he turned suddenly and slapped out with the sword.

Snapped!

The blade of the sword hit Zhong Bai's body, sending Zhong Bai flying away, and slammed into the mountain wall on the side of the valley fiercely. For a moment, gravel flew and dust filled the air.

As for Zhong Bai, he rubbed against the mountain wall and fell to the ground fiercely, vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, and his face was extremely pale.

He looked at Duan Lingtian again, full of fear.

Duan Lingtian retracted his sword and stood, glanced at Zhong Bai lightly, and returned to Feng Tianwu's side.

No one noticed that at this moment, Feng Tianwu's pretty face under the veil was completely rosy, as if she was happier than she herself had taught Zhong Bai a lesson.

"Congratulations to City Lord Feng on the happy son-in-law!"

"Congratulations, Lord Feng!"

"City Master Feng is so lucky to have such a son-in-law who rides the dragon!"

...

Now, almost all the people from the other twenty-eight cities gathered together, and the city owners of the twenty-eight cities congratulated Feng Wudao one after another.

And Feng Wudao also had a rare smile on his face.

"Thank you little brother for your mercy."

After taking the elixir for Zhong Bai, City Lord Zhong looked at Duan Lingtian with a grateful expression.

He knew it.

Even if Duan Lingtian really killed his son just now, he didn't dare to retaliate, so he could only smash his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

Feng Wudao is too powerful!

Even if he joins forces with the other twenty-eight city lords, he may not be Feng Wudao's opponent.

Duan Lingtian nodded lightly.

"In half an hour, the 'Spirit Washing Pool' will open!"

I don't know who said it.

The eyes of most people in the valley fell on the cloud and mist in the valley...

The clouds and mist gathered together, revealing a mysterious and unpredictable atmosphere.

"Is the 'Spirit Washing Pool' inside?"

Duan Lingtian's mental power stretched out, and he immediately sensed the power of the inscription patterns contained in the cloud and mist. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)