Martial Dao Great Emperor

The woman in the blue dress who was knocked away by Luo Xiu's move to open the sky seal was the disciple of Elder Xun Xinlian.

The Ling Feng in front of him was a disciple of Elder Wuya, and Elder Wuya was Xun Wuya, Xun's beloved elder brother.

Therefore, after learning the identity of Ling Feng, Luo Xiu knew that this person must be here to stand up for the woman in the blue skirt.

Ling Feng's consciousness swept over Luo Xiu's body unscrupulously, and sneered: "I was in seclusion more than half a year ago. After I came out of seclusion, I found out that Junior Sister Xiaolin was bullied by you. You are only a mere second-level Martial Emperor. Defeating Junior Sister Xiaolin shows that you are also a talented person."

Ling Feng's expression was very arrogant, strong and arrogant, and he said loudly: "I, Ling Feng, will not bully you based on my level of cultivation, so I will fight you with my level of cultivation."

Hearing this, Luo Xiu's eyes lit up and he was secretly happy. Just now he was worrying about whether his strength would be exposed if he fought with him, but the other party actually took the initiative to ask for a fight with the same realm. How could he have anything to worry about?

Ling Feng didn't know this, so he still kept to himself and said, "If you lose, go kowtow to Junior Sister Xiaolin and admit your mistake."

As he spoke, Ling Feng strode forward, using secret techniques to suppress his cultivation to the second level of the Martial Emperor. Even so, his aura was still extremely powerful, making both Tang Yun and Jin Feitian feel the trembling and oppression of their souls.

"What if I win?" Luo Xiu smiled.

Ling Feng laughed loudly when he heard this, as if he had heard the most ridiculous thing in the world, and coldly snorted: "You can't win!"

Before he finished speaking, he was too lazy to continue talking nonsense with Luo Xiu. As soon as his body moved, a palm print fell from the air, and the traces of laws flowed and arranged between the palms, suppressing everything.

This is clearly a supernatural level seal. It can cover the sky with one palm and suppress the opponent. It is extremely powerful.

As the saying goes, there are no false warriors under the great reputation. This Ling Feng can stand out among the countless disciples of the Xuanmen Holy Sect. Naturally, he has experienced many killings and battles. With the second level cultivation of Emperor Wu, he can create a magical seal, which is powerful enough to defeat Emperor Wu in the later period. The strong are horrified.

"Stegosaurus!"

Luo Xiu pointed his finger in the air, and the power of the two laws of death and space surged out, turning into a black angry dragon that shattered the vacuum, moved and changed, and shattered Ling Feng's seal.

"boom!"

In an instant, both of them rushed to the sky, using various secret techniques at their fingertips. From time to time, they unleashed a magical power, and the energy surged like a huge wave crashing on the shore, which was very exciting.

The battle here attracted the attention of many disciples of the Xuanmen Holy Sect, including many strong men of the ninth level of the Martial Emperor. At this moment, seeing the fight between the two, they felt dazzled.

This is because both of them are fighting with the second level of Emperor Martial Arts, but their attack power is extremely tyrannical and their combat power is amazing, surpassing the strong men in the later stage of Emperor Martial Arts.

Not only that, both of them have extremely high understanding of the realm of laws. They have all kinds of secret skills at their fingertips, and they can master the essence of even magical-level moves, which are extremely powerful.

Luo Xiu only evolved two magical powers with the help of the Wuxiang of the Heavens, one is the Fire Sun Seal and the other is the Sword Dragon.

He had already used these two magical powers when he fought with Chu Feiqiao, and if he used them now, he would not arouse any suspicion.

Even though these two magical powers are not the magical powers collected in the Xuanmen Holy Sect's Scripture Collection Pavilion, everyone has their own different opportunities, and it is not uncommon for them to inherit the magical powers of other powerful people.

However, Luo Xiu must master a certain degree of control. If he displays too many magical powers, it will inevitably attract the prying eyes of other powerful people.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

I saw Luo Xiu's two arms and five fingers spread out, and in an instant, ten sword dragons rushed out, crushing the void for hundreds of miles with great momentum.

These ten sword dragons trapped Ling Feng and moved around him. In an instant, his white clothes were shattered, and his body was cut with more than a dozen blood marks by the sword energy, and his bones were deeply visible.

"You can actually use a magical power with such power. I, Ling Feng, have underestimated you."

Ling Feng raised his head and roared, and a gray and simple bell flew out from between his eyebrows.

"clang!"

The bell vibrated, and the surrounding void was instantly shattered. The billowing energy of chaos surged out, like a scene of great destruction.

This inconspicuous ancient bell contained the divine power of the Law of Chaos. With a shock, it actually shattered Luo Xiu's ten sword dragon magical powers.

With the ancient bell on his head, Ling Feng finally escaped from the trap of ten sword dragons.

"Luo, you can actually force me to use the Chaos Clock!?"

Ling Feng was shocked and angry, "Back then, I only had to use the Chaos Bell to defeat a demon god in the wilderness when I was fighting with it. Since you forced me to use this treasure, you should die too!"

At this moment, Ling Feng's hair is disheveled. How can he still have the demeanor of a young and strong man?

Even the initial sparring session had changed, making him have murderous intentions in his heart, wanting to kill Luo Xiu and then do it quickly.

The Chaos Bell is a treasure of gods and demons. Even among the treasures of gods and demons, it is the best. Its power exceeds that of Luo Xiu's divine tripod.

It is said that there is an innate magic weapon called the Chaos Bell. Ling Feng's Chaos Bell is not an innate treasure, it is just an imitation, but it is not trivial.

"boom!"

With Ling Feng's murderous intention, the Chaos Bell turned into the size of a mountain, vibrated countless times in an instant, shattered the void, evolved into a scene of chaos and destruction, and enveloped Luo Xiu head-on.

"Black Dragon Battle Spear!"

Luo Xiu shouted loudly and had no choice but to use this weapon. Today's Black Dragon War Spear is already at the level of an innate divine weapon, and its power is more powerful than the opponent's imitation of the Chaos Bell.

At this point, in this battle with Ling Feng, Luo Xiu finally used some of his hidden strength.

"Boom!"

He thrust out with a spear, and the dragon-shaped spear light shattered everything, the sky was broken, chaos surged, and the divine power of death and space laws raged, which was extremely gorgeous.

A moment later, the Chaos Bell fell into a disadvantage, and was hit hard on the bell wall by Luo Xiu's spear, making a deafening sound, and the sound waves were so powerful that a sacred mountain in the distance was shattered into powder. Fortunately, no one on this sacred mountain opened a cave to practice, so no one was affected.

Ling Feng spit out a large mouthful of blood, and the Chaos Bell was pulled out, shaking continuously. He retreated, his face pale, and was about to fall.

"How is this possible?..." Ling Feng showed an expression of disbelief, muttering: "You are just an inner disciple, and I am the eldest disciple of the God and Demon Elder. Even if we are in the same realm, my own cultivation is the eighth level of the Martial Emperor. I can see through the lower realm with my vision of a higher realm. How could I lose to you?" Ling Feng looked like a madman, as if he could not accept this fact. His eyes were red, and his aura was rising steadily. He lifted the secret technique that sealed his own cultivation. In an instant, his cultivation was restored to the eighth level of the Martial Emperor, and his injuries improved at a rapid speed. "Go to hell!" He shouted angrily, and the power of the Chaos Bell was activated by him again. It was much stronger than before, enough to kill a god and demon! Luo Xiu's face changed. He didn't expect that Ling Feng was so unwilling to lose. He was not his opponent in a battle of the same realm, so he had to use the eighth level of the Martial Emperor to kill him. "Since you want to die, I will grant your wish!"

A murderous intent also rose in Luo Xiu's heart. The opponent was so aggressive, why should he show mercy?

Just when Luo Xiu was about to use Xuantian Change to fight back, a loud shout suddenly came from the air.

"Stop!"

This shout was like a warning from the gods of heaven and earth. The void above the two people's heads split open, and a big hand stretched out and pointed at the Chaos Bell. The divine bell spun and shrank, and flew back to Ling Feng's sea of ​​consciousness between his eyebrows.

"Ling Feng, you disappoint me so much."

This big hand suddenly changed, turning into a gentle and elegant man, with the same eyebrows and eyes as Xun Wuya.

"Master..." Ling Feng was also stunned. The Chaos Bell was forcibly suppressed, and his mood gradually calmed down, and his face showed guilt.

"I'm sorry, Master, I know I was wrong." Ling Feng bowed his head and knelt down with a face full of shame.

"If you can still recognize your mistakes, you are not hopeless. So what if you lost in a battle with the same realm? You should know shame and then be brave, and practice harder, but you have murderous thoughts in your heart. With such a narrow mind, what achievements can you make in the future?"

"Disciple will remember the teachings of Master!"

"It's best if you can remember it. Master will punish you to face the wall in Huiguang Mountain for three years. Are you convinced?"

"Disciple dare not!"

Ling Feng stood up and looked at Luo Xiu, "I will come to you again in three years to avenge today's shame!"

Luo Xiu was silent. He had no good feelings for Ling Feng at all. As for him coming to fight him in three years, the gap between them would only be bigger by then!

Ling Feng saluted his master again, and then flew to Huiguang Mountain, vowing to practice hard in the next three years, and then defeat Luo Xiu with the same realm.

However, he did not realize that Luo Xiu did not regard him as someone qualified to be his opponent.

Xun Wuya turned slowly and his eyes fell on Luo Xiu, "My friend, long time no see."

"Hello, Elder Wuya." Luo Xiu bowed.

"My friend, you can defeat my useless disciple at the same level, which shows how talented you are. I guess you must have been hiding your abilities in the Asking Dao Building, otherwise it would not be difficult to get through the ninth or even tenth floor."

Xun Wuya said this not because he saw through Luo Xiu's trump card, but because Ling Feng could get through the ninth floor of the Asking Dao Building, and Luo Xiu was stronger than Ling Feng at the same level, so naturally he also had this kind of combat power.

"I just like to keep a low profile." Luo Xiu smiled shyly.

"Haha, it's good for young people to be low-key, but you can't be too low-key in everything. For example, if you only open the seventh level of the Asking Tower to keep a low profile, you can only become an inner disciple. If you open the ninth or even tenth level, you can directly become a core disciple." "The real top magical skills of Xuanmen Shengzong can only be practiced by core disciples. I see that the two magical skills you have displayed are good, but they are still far from the top magical skills of Xuanmen Shengzong." Xun Wuya said here, his expression suddenly became a little gloomy, "Junior Sister Zi Yan's whereabouts are unknown, you are also half of her disciple. If you are willing, you can become my disciple, and I will guide your cultivation instead of Junior Sister Zi Yan. Are you willing?" Hearing this, Luo Xiu was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Xun Wuya to accept him as a disciple? This made Luo Xiu smile bitterly in his heart. The reason why he hid his strength was to avoid being noticed by those big shots, but in the end he still couldn't escape this fate. Just like a piece of real gold, even if it is covered with a layer of black ash and thrown into a coal pile, as long as it is touched slightly, the black ash will fall off and it will glow.