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Hongling looks at the only Lei friar on the No.2 battle platform. He has no joy or sorrow in his eyes. As if he had just defeated two peerless Tianjiao, there was no difficulty for him. However, in his opinion, this Lei friar should be more difficult to deal with than the first two friars.
Unfortunately, for Hong Ling, who had not exhausted all her strength at that time, no matter how strong the monk was, he would not affect the final result. He Hongling is the only one who can win the second stage. It's the same for anyone. Young people have absolute confidence that they can win the championship from the imperial edict meeting.
”Your Highness, there are only you and me. Don't know how many% of your Highness's combat power is left? ” Friar Lei looked at him with great dignity, and his face was full of curiosity. He could see that after defeating the two monks one after another, Hong Ling was still not red and breathless. So, this son of a noble, after the fight just now, how strong can he play?
”Do you really want to know?” Hong Ling's face showed a strange look. If he told the truth, would it be too hard for him?
”Your Highness, please let me know the gap between us and you!” The monk of the Lei system nodded his head seriously. For him, winning or losing is no longer very important. If he knew the real strength of Hongling, he would be at ease even if he lost.
”Ninety percent! Now, I still have 90% of my combat power at the peak! Whether it is the peak reserve of true Qi, or physique, there are still 90% of the peak period! ” Hong Ling is very sure that he is really telling the truth, there is no element of concealment.
With the nine turn Xuangong and the five elements Tianxin Daofa of the same level, he has built his innate advantages. He is absolutely one of the friars of the same level in this world. What's more, the master's and fighting God's pitfalls, which he assisted in practice, were far beyond the Dharma formula of the heavenly order. His own meridians have been widened by cangming Shengsheng more than twice, so it is not exaggeration to leave 90% of his combat power.
When the monk of Nalei heard the speech, the whole person was shocked. If what Hong Ling said was true, what kind of monster did they encounter? With absolute superiority, we can defeat two peerless Tianjiao of the same level, and we can still have 90% of our combat power. Then, the prince's highness, the terrible power he has just exerted, has really consumed only 10% of his accomplishments?
It is the most powerful way to destroy the world. To what extent does Hongling control and understand power? In the cognition of Lei friars, only some legendary old monsters can have such terrible ability to use true Qi. Even a wisp of air, the size of a water drop, can exert enough force to freeze the whole ocean through their hands.
That has been far beyond the limits of ordinary people's cognition, into another higher level. And Hongling, has also grown to such a height? However, his current age, it seems that he is less than 20 years old, so how did he do it?
”Your Highness, what you said is a fact?” The monk of Nari asked bitterly. In fact, with Hongling's current situation and the smell of explosion, the possibility of this teenager lying is almost zero. However, friar Lei still wanted to confirm.
”I don't have to cheat you, because soon you will be defeated by me! If you don't believe it, you can try it yourself! ” Hong Ling looked at him and shook his head. He didn't want to talk nonsense any more. For him, the priority is to beat the man quickly. As long as he can get out of the No. 2 platform, his trip to the Tianzhao assembly will be half of the success.
”In this case, your highness, I have offended you!” Said friar Lei in a loud voice. On the long sword in his hand, a bright thunder slowly gathered. Hum, he lifted his sword lightly and raised his finger to the sky. In a flash, a thick cloud appeared on the whole battle platform, with thunder shining on it.
At this time, the Qi of his body came out and poured into the empty thunder cloud. If you want to shake Hongling, you can only borrow the power of thunder between heaven and earth. Personal strength is of no use to this matchless son.
The thunder friars, guided by their own sword and the true Qi of thunder system, affected the thunder clouds between heaven and earth, and pulled down the thunder and lightning above the sky. He roared with anger, and his real anger shocked him, drawing down the electric arc all over the sky. These thunder, in front of him, slowly condensed into a purple thunder Jiao, emitting brilliant heavenly power. He bit through the middle finger and threw the blood essence into Lei Jiao's body. His eyes coagulated. In a flash, Lei Jiao roared at Hongling.
”Roar!”
Thunder Jiao's roar will shake the void out of the ripples. At this time, the monk of Nalei pointed his sword at Hongling. It was originally just a roaring Lei Jiao, and in an instant, it came towards Hongling. It's huge body, wherever it goes, it's so powerful that the void is constantly broken.
On the battle platform, Hong Ling frowned. The thunder friar, with great accomplishments, condensed the thunder and lightning in the cloud into a channeling thunder Jiao. Moreover, he can control the thunder Jiao to attack, which is really powerful. However, for his matchless son, that's all. He even saw the five clawed Golden Dragon in Taiyi's realm. How could he be afraid of the small Lei Jiao in the realm of refining God and returning to emptiness.
Hum, the sword in the youth's hand, exudes the terrible sword meaning. Although this long sword is no better than the God of mercy, it is not inferior to the ordinary heavenly level magic weapon after being melted by his samadhi true fire. At this time, with the blessing of his true Qi and the power of five elements, Geng Jin, he was even sharper.Seeing Lei Jiao dive down from the void, Hong Ling snorted coldly, waved his sword in his hand, and threw out a terrible sword spirit in an instant. He did not show mercy on this sword, but did it with all his might. Brush, as long as three Zhangs of arc sword Qi, wrapped in the terror of spiritual power, toward Lei Jiao mercilessly cut.
Bang, the bright thunder flashed through the void, but the thunder Jiao was cut by the sword Qi, and his body was broken by half. At this time, it roars again, turns and swims for a while, and constantly gathers the thunder and lightning again to repair itself. But the monk who manipulated it saw that Hong Ling could do a heavy blow to Lei Jiao. His eyes were full of horror.
”Hum!”
He snorted coldly and bit his teeth. He wiped the sword in his palm and let the whole body of the sword be covered with blood. As soon as he threw it, he threw the sword into the Thunder Dragon, and turned it into the backbone of Lei Jiao. At this time, he constantly read the Dharma formula, and the whole person started from the palm, slowly weathering into a burst of blood mist. These blood fog, as if by leijiao's body long sword traction, wind and snow gathered into its body.
Roar! Lei Jiao crazy roar, the original illusory body, in this moment, completely congealed. It opened its mouth and inhaled, and a strong thunder light appeared in its mouth, drawing the remaining blood mist and swallowing it into the body.
The thunder in the sky, born out of thin air, completely enveloped the whole battle platform. Lei Jiao roared up to the sky, gathered all the thunder in his mouth and condensed into a bright light group. It opened its mouth and spat out, Thunderball toward Hongling mercilessly.
The young man stood in the spot, looking at the thunder ball which came from the impact. Suddenly, the sword meaning of terror appeared in his eyes. He raised his sword slightly, and a dark golden thunder was slowly gathered on it. In the moment of thunder, he cut off with a sword, dark gold sword light, mercilessly cut on it.
Bang, thunder ball and crack, into countless illusory arc slowly disappeared. Hongling's body shape was also shocked by the powerful impact force, and she staggered backward. But suddenly, the thunder from the body was too late to rush out.
Bang, Hong Ling stepped on the platform with one foot and steadied herself. He looked at the purple Thunder Dragon coldly, and felt the vast and terrifying blood in his body. He picked his sword eyebrow.