Metropolitan Super Deity

Naturally, Ling Fei would not kowtow to the old man Qing Ming to plead guilty. Looking at the bullying old man Qing Ming, Ling Fei put his hands behind his back and said calmly:

In this world, there is no one who can make me kowtow and confess. In my opinion, it's better that you kowtow to me, admit your mistake, and let me experience the feeling of being a dog.

The complacency on Old Man Qingming's face suddenly disappeared, and then he turned dark, a little scary.

Little Lingfei, it seems that you will stop crying when you see the coffin!

Coincidentally, I don't cry when I see a coffin!

Between the words, tit for tat and murderous intent filled the air, making the atmosphere in the entire canyon extremely dignified.

It was as if it was the eve of a summer storm, and people couldn't stop breathing.

The old man Qingming narrowed his eyes slightly, and was about to make a move when a headmaster next to him stood up and stopped him with his hand.

Senior Qingming, this kid, I don't need to trouble you, old man, I will go up and meet him first, and see how much he is worth!

The old man Qingming was not angry, but smiled lightly and said:

What the Tao says is very close to my heart. If that's the case, then go and test it out. This kid, what kind of ability does he have to dare to be so arrogant here!

Senior Qing Ming, don't worry, give me half a stick of incense time, and I will definitely bring this kid's head back to see you!

The head teacher walked towards Ling Fei with big strides, with an extremely contemptuous look in his eyes.

Master of the Feijian Sect, Daozhong! This is my name! Lingfei, after you go to hell, remember, it's the head teacher who sent you down!

After finishing speaking, he took a Tai Chi step on the ground, raised his palm, and shouted loudly. Eighteen flying swords sprang out from his sleeves, hanging above his head, buzzing and trembling.

Behind him, several headmasters next to old man Qing Ming couldn't help but praise him.

The ten thousand swords in the Tao have returned to the sect, and the cultivator has become a bit more tyrannical! Ten years ago, he could only control fourteen flying swords. Now, after ten years, the number of flying swords he controls has increased from fourteen to fourteen. Eighteen, this speed is really amazing!

It's more than that! It is said that the return of these ten thousand swords is the secret of the Feijian sect. Every time a flying sword is added, its strength will be doubled! Ten years ago, the fourteen flying swords in the Taoist A football field is easily destroyed, but now, it is probably a hill, no problem at all!

The old man Qingming, while stroking his beard, smiled lightly and said:

That's right. In this way, he can be regarded as a generation of wizards of Feijianmen. Back then, the old man and his master Feidu were also considered close friends, but even Feidu only returned ten thousand swords to the sect in his life and practiced sixteen flying swords. Daozhong has now surpassed Feidu, congratulations! My best friend Quanxia Youzhi can also rest in peace.

Everyone immediately changed the subject.

After all, it is Senior Qing Ming, who has seen a lot of knowledge. Although there are eighteen thousand swords in this way, if they are in the hands of Senior Qing Ming, I am afraid that they will not be able to make one move!

Cut! Don't say it's him. Even if we juniors join forces, how many tricks can we go through under Senior Qingming? Senior Qingming is so powerful that we look up to him. Let's not compare with Senior Qingming.

The old man Qingming chuckled.

You little hozens, don't flatter me. The return of ten thousand swords to the sect will cause serious damage, not to mention that the Taoist has already practiced it to eighteen flying swords! Even if I don't have three moves, I don't want to take it down. he.

Although he spoke very modestly, the triumphant expression on the corner of his mouth was impossible to ignore.

These words, although they sound light and light, made the people of Lingtian Zhanzong on the opposite side feel very heavy.

Did you hear that? The opponent's moves can actually level a hill!

It's scary, isn't that comparable to a nuclear bomb?

The one who is truly terrifying is that old man Qingming! Didn't you hear that? The Dao of Feijianmen is only worth 30% of his strength.

My God, can our city walls withstand their attacks? I'm afraid they are as thin as paper in front of him?

It's over, this time it's really over! Unexpectedly, our Lingtian Zhanzong, just established, is about to be shattered!

Chu Haotian stepped forward with a worried face, and whispered in Lingfei's ear:

Mr. Ling, the opponent's strength should not be underestimated. Why don't we retreat into the sect for now and use formations to block his strength?

Ling Fei glanced at Chu Haotian, chuckled, and said:

Haotian, when did you see Mr. Ling backing away?

After saying that, he took a step forward.

On the other side, I heard you clearly, the one who killed you was not someone else, but Ling Fei, the suzerain of the Lingtian Zhanzong!

Ha ha ha ha....

Daozhong Yangtian laughed out loud.

Little Lingfei, if you want to kill me, you have to see if you have the ability! Look at the trick, Wan Jian returns to the sect!

With a loud shout, he leaned forward with his palms upright, and the eighteen flying swords aimed at Ling Fei immediately. After he shouted loudly, they burst out, turned into eighteen cold lights, and went straight towards Ling Fei.

Ling Fei shook his head and smiled disdainfully.

There are only eighteen flying swords in the area, and you dare to call Wan Jian back to the sect. It's really ridiculous.

It's enough to kill you! Lingfei, you want to kill me, wait for your next life!

The corner of Ling Fei's mouth raised a strange arc.

Don't get me wrong, what I said was not to kill you, but to kill you!

After saying that, he punched out.

Thunder Formation Immortal Technique - Thunder and Lightning Divine Escape!

A ball of lightning the size of a ping-pong ball rushed out quickly.

Daozhong sneered.

You want to compete with me with a mere elemental method? You are extremely stupid!

Behind, the old man Qingming also smiled disdainfully.

What kind of abilities do I really have when I'm Lingfei's child? Sure enough, I'm just a bully!

He shook his head.

Don't look at it, Lingfei, you're dead!

The moment the words fell, the eighteen flying swords had collided with the lightning ball.

Suddenly, accompanied by a bright brilliance, the eighteen flying swords made of rare metals were instantly shattered by the lightning ball.

Not only that, but the thunderbolt light ball continued to go unabated, and its speed was getting faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, it came to Daozhong's body. Through the body, a big hole appeared in the dantian!

Daozhong's eyes widened, and he collapsed unwillingly, while the thunderbolt ball's momentum did not decrease by half!

The old man Qingming and the others turned pale with shock.

Not good! You underestimated the enemy, hurry up! Defend quickly!

A few people hurriedly used the defensive formula, but Ling Fei shook his head slightly and sneered.

Is my Lingfei's formula so easy to block?