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Chapter 170 The most glorious moment!

Jiang Wancheng's words made everyone present excited.

It is definitely a great blessing for them to be able to see a land god taking action.

On the other side, Lei Qianjun suddenly came to his senses and grabbed Lei Haoxuan's hand beside him immediately, and said in a deep voice: "Haoxuan, listen to my orders and be ready to start at any time!"

"yes!"

Lei Haoxuan didn't hesitate at all, and turned around and ran towards the foot of the mountain!

"withdraw!"

Lei Qianjun ordered.

Lei Zhengtang and others looked at Lei Qianjun with confusion and ran away before the battle was over. If the Dragon-Slaying Immortal Master saw it, they would definitely blame him.

If the Dragon-Slaying Immortal Master loses to Ling Feng, it will make no sense to run now.

Because in front of a god like Ling Feng, no one has a place to escape.

"If you want to die, keep here."

Lei Qianjun didn't force it, and it was even more impossible for them to say more. Under the escort of a few bodyguards, they turned around and left.

Although Lei Zhengtang and others were a little hesitant, they still left with Lei Qianjun.

Lei Haoxuan's method was originally just a piece of insurance, just in case, but he didn't expect that he would really use it now.

But Lei Qianjun was still unwilling to accept it. He stood condescendingly at the safety point of the side peak, looking at the Dragon-Slaying Immortal Master who had crawled out of the pit little by little, his eyes flashed with last hope.

"Dragon-Slaying Immortal Master, don't let me down!"

Lei Qianjun's words were squeezed out from his teeth.

He knew that the Dragon-Slaying Immortal Master had his last killer weapon.

After the Dragon-Slaying Immortal Master stabilized his body, he took out something from his arms, a shining pearl with a sparkling light.

"Thousand Spirits Pearl!"

Lei Qianjun's eyes lit up.

Ling Feng, who was on the stone pillar, saw something in the hands of the Dragon Slaying Immortal Master at a glance. A light appeared in his eyes and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Oh? So there is such a spiritual treasure, which is not bad. It's the price you have offended me!"

Ling Feng said softly, gently tap the ground under his feet and floated down.

The Dragon-Slaying Immortal Master raised the Qianling Pearl and roared: "Ling Feng, this is what you forced me! I originally wanted to rely on this Spirit Pearl to break through the realm of immortals on land, but you bullied me too much. Today, I will fight you to the death!"

After saying that, he swallowed the Thousand Spirit Beads into his belly.

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and swallowed such a spiritual treasure directly, which was simply life-threatening.

"However, this should improve his cultivation level and temporarily obtain the power of the true immortal. Unfortunately, it is still useless!"

Ling Feng shook his head and walked towards the Dragon-Slaying Immortal Master step by step.

At this time, the Dragon Slaying Immortal Master trembled violently. The intense pain made his face extremely ferocious. He no longer had the feeling of immortality. Instead, he looked like a demon crawling out of the depths of hell.

He raised the golden dragon-slaying sword in his hand and pointed it straight at Ling Feng, with murderous aura soaring into the sky.

"What did he swallow?"

"I don't know! But it seems like a treasure!"

"Look, the face of the Dragon Slaying Immortal Master seems to have cracked!"

The martial arts tyrant on the ridge of the Bianfeng exclaimed continuously, and the Dragon-Slaying Immortal Master's face was like dry earth, cracks broke out.

At the same time, a dazzling blue aura burst out from the crack.

"Haha, cheerful! It's not a bad thing, this is the power of a true immortal!"

The Dragon-Slaying Immortal Master suddenly roared wildly, his aura was like a dragon. He raised his golden dragon-Slaying Sword in his hand and then looked directly at Ling Feng: "Ling Feng, this is the killing move that I have spent thirty years to temper after entering the realm of sword techniques! You will definitely die!"

"This is the third move!"

No matter how powerful the Dragon-Slaying Immortal Master is as dragon-like, Ling Feng responded indifferently, as if reminding the other party that you are about to die.

The Dragon-Slaying Immortal Master's eyes were blew fire, and the cracked spirit of his skin became more and more dazzling, and the power in his body was increasing exponentially!

If you don't show it, you will be first blasted by this force.

No need to accumulate strength, just act!

The Dragon-Slaying Immortal Master Nian Sui Xin moved, holding a knife in one hand, circled around his body for a while, and then suddenly swept three swords towards Ling Feng across the air.

"burn one's boats!"

The Dragon-Slaying Immortal Master roared, shaking the sky and the earth.

Everyone's heart seemed to be pinched, and their breathing instantly solidified.

Three sword lights condensed into substance, turned into a dragon claw, and slashed towards Ling Feng in the air.

The sword light shines brightly, shining the entire night sky.

"The power of the true immortal? What exactly has the Dragon Slaying Immortal Master taken to force his cultivation to such a state?"

Jiang Wancheng's pupils suddenly shrank, and he was amazed.

At this moment, all those who watched the battle were inexplicably nervous. Only Tang Zhao, who was staring at the shaking screen at the foot of the mountain, looked firm.

Security captain Li Shan widened his eyes and shouted to the screen: "Mr. Ling, kill that old guy!"

His screams seemed to penetrate the screen and delivered to Ling Feng's ears.

Ling Feng curled a sneer on the corner of his mouth and said calmly: "It's over!"

The ethereal voice resounded through the sky again. Just a word suppressed the terrifying aura that burst out from the Dragon Slaying Immortal Master and the movements around him!

Ling Feng raised his right hand and grabbed it in the air. Widths of blood-colored flames burned out of thin air, and then transformed into a blood-colored spear in his hand!

True Qi transforms!

The Dragon-Slaying Immortal Lord suddenly widened his eyes!

This is no longer a means that ordinary land gods can possess.

Despair instantly surged into his heart.

He knew that he was vulnerable in front of such a master.

He wanted to escape, but it was too late.

The shadow of death instantly enveloped him.

If he is given another chance to choose, he will never come here again to seek death.

But before he could think too much, Ling Feng moved.

"break!"

Ling Feng let out a word, and the blood-colored spear in his hand stabbed out.

Move forward and destroy everything!

call out!

The three sword lights collapsed instantly like paper, and the surrounding mountains collapsed wildly again, but this time all the dust was suppressed on the ground.

Everyone can see the scene before them clearly!

When everyone was fixed, Ling Feng had already stood in front of the Dragon Slaying Immortal Master.

The blood-colored spear in his hand pierced through the chest of the Dragon-Slaying Immortal Master!

"You...who are you..."

The Dragon-Slaying Immortal Master asked with a reluctance on his face. A wisp of blood slid down the corner of his mouth, and a blood-colored flame burned out as his mouth closed.

"Lingfeng, the King of Zhenbei!"

Ling Feng said with a calm expression.

"Zhen...Zhenbei King?"

The Dragon-Slaying Immortal Master widened his eyes, and the unwillingness in his eyes was quickly occupied by the fear saying.

Regret spread wildly in his heart.

Only now did he realize how ridiculous what he had done before and what he said was.

King Zhenbei, martial arts has long been mastered!

How could he compare?

However, at the last moment of his life, he felt extremely proud again.

Being able to let Zhenbei take action on his own is also the most proud thing in his life and the most glorious moment!
Chapter completed!
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