Chapter 1239 Armageddon (1/2)

Chapter 1239 - Hundred Generation Storm Phantom

Feng Zhiling was the master of wind. She was almost unrivaled in this area. Her martial dao belonged to the path of wind.

So vivid and single-minded that many people couldn't do it.

At this time, under her control, all the flowers and trees in the True Dragon Mountain Range, where the Evil Dragon Palace was located, crazily danced and emitted sharp sounds. The sky was filled with broken leaves and dust like a storm.

Only the power of the wind could trigger such a world-shaking change.

The people below could not see the two of them with their eyes narrowed. They could only grasp the position between the two of them through their consciousness.

Vaguely, they realized that Long Chen would perform differently today.

If that wasn't the case, why was Feng Zhiling so nervous? The last time she bullied Long Chen, the commotion was very small, not even ten percent of this time.

But now, with a calm face, she used her consciousness to determine Long Chen's position, but Long Chen was simply too fast, the golden lightning that surrounded her, was actually unable to grasp his position.

”How can this be?” No matter what, she still couldn't believe it.

”Get out here!” A sharp scream came from her mouth. Just as she finished her sentence, a thin line of blood filled her vision. From its appearance to its actual threat, it only lasted for an instant.

What he heard was a high-pitched scream. This was the sound of the halberd piercing through the Emperor's Qi.

The moment Long Chen unleashed his strength, this woman did not have a chance to fight back. After nearing the opponent for a short period of time, the level eight Divine Twenty-Four was unleashed, and the tip of the halberd was filled with an imposing aura. In an instant, it enveloped Feng Zhilin in a small s.p.a.ce.

The deathblow that the blood colored halberd suddenly unleashed caused Feng Zhilin to momentarily panic. It was only when she saw the blood-colored eyes that Long Chen used to make his move that she recalled the time when she was defeated by Long Chen.

Feng Zhiling suddenly felt chills down his spine, and a cold feeling began to emerge from the soles of his feet.

”Impossible!” She knew that it was a shadow in the depths of her heart and the current her was no longer the woman that could be used by Long Chen as he pleased back then. Gritting her teeth, Feng Zhiling's face became ferocious, full of bloodl.u.s.t. In the end, she managed to beat her fear.

Feng Zhiling laughed loudly. Halfway through his words, Long Chen's halberd suddenly changed direction and pierced towards her lower abdomen, which was a private part of her body. He never thought that he would still be so shameless, Feng Zhiling was so angry that she had fainted.

”Die, Hundred Lives Storm Phantom!”

In an instant, over a hundred shadows scuttled out from Feng Zhilin's body. They were densely packed, and each of them held two wind blades that caused s.p.a.ce to distort, hacking towards Long Chen! Each move was as fatal as Long Chen's Twenty-Four s. What he was most afraid of was that the storm illusions had a kind of whirlpool and twisted power within their body, which was extremely huge, and Long Chen knew that if he was not careful and got struck by them, it would definitely be very troublesome.

”This woman is quite strong.”

Long Chen had a plan in his mind, there was another soul in her body. Although it did not show it, it controlled Feng Zhiling's life. It also had a huge impact on her strength.

The Twenty-Four had originally held the upper hand, but it quickly surrounded her with this super strong Hundred Lives Storm Phantom Shadow, who was at least at the eighth stage of Deity Tier Battle Skills. His opponent was a true Heaven Realm warrior, the power of his will contained within every attack, causing a huge impact to Long Chen's spirit.

Fortunately, the Divine Martial Spirit had recovered. The Dragon's Will of Perfection was enough to resist!

Looking at the Hundred Lives Storm mirage, the people below them started to clamor. It was obvious that this was Feng Zhiling's killing move, and she had actually used this against Long Chen.

But at this time, Long Chen's cold laughter came from the sky: ”So this is the extent of a so-called genius?”

What did that mean?

The blood halberd in his hand turned into a huge blood colored net, and the storm images that were touched by the blood colored net all let out a deafening explosion, and with every explosion, the large buildings of the Evil Dragon Palace below would shake violently.