Chapter 122 Crush!
As soon as Jing Wuxue said this, the crowd was in an uproar.
It turned out that a ruthless person like Jing Wuxue actually had time to compromise.
After all, he still didn't dare to really make the matter a big deal.
It's just a small fight between fellow sects, but if hundreds of people get involved, it can definitely alarm the leader.
When the time comes, even if Lin Canglang is his master, there is no way he will be partial to him.
Over the years, the new disciples have been too resigned, and when everyone really rose up to resist, they realized that all the power was just a paper tiger.
Finally, Ling Feng walked ten steps away from Jing Wuxue and stopped.
Jing Wuxue compromised like this. The deacons and elders who were still watching from a distance all thought that Ling Feng might choose to downplay the big issue. After all, if he really wanted to completely tear the Iron Blood Alliance into a fight, the masters of the Iron Blood Alliance would at least There is a 70% chance of winning.
Although there are many people behind Ling Feng, most of them are new disciples who have recently joined the inner sect. They only have the cultivation level of Qi Condensation Realm and cannot be compared with those who are strong in Pulse Condensation Realm.
What's more, the elites behind Jing Wuxue were all masters of the late-stage Pulse Condensation Realm who were above the sixth level of the Pulse Condensation Realm. They were on a completely different level from the Iron Blood Alliance members they had fought before.
Under everyone's gaze, all they could see was a hint of disdain on the corner of Ling Feng's mouth.
"If the Iron Blood Alliance is not disbanded, then you will die!"
Ling Feng slowly drew out his Red Fire Golden Wind Sword, and a faint red light emerged, slowly sweeping away with a domineering and blazing heat.
The earth fire energy attached to the long treasure sword, the Red Fire Golden Wind Sword, and billowing heat hit the surrounding disciples. They immediately felt as if they were in a magma hell, with sweat flowing down their faces.
The Earth Fire Qi stimulated by the Earth Fire Crystal Stone's spiritual infusion naturally contained the artistic conception of raging flames. Before the sword was drawn, the scorching heat spread rapidly with Ling Feng as the center.
When the hot air and the warm air met, the air seemed to turn into fluid, blurring his figure. It was like a red flame, jumping silently around him, giving people an incomparable and terrifying feeling. .
Among the crowd, Lin Xianer was deeply shocked and stunned again.
She originally thought that Ling Feng had done more by getting some ordinary heaven and earth spiritual objects to complete the spiritual infusion, but judging from the artistic conception of the infuriating energy, it was definitely a top-grade fire attribute heaven and earth spiritual object!
"You!" Jing Wuxue's expression changed slightly. He was a strong man at the tenth level of the Pulse Condensation Realm, but in front of Ling Feng, he actually felt that his true energy was completely suppressed.
Regardless of the level of concentration or the characteristics of his true energy, he was completely crushed by Ling Feng.
It's no wonder that the technique he practices is the "Wenxian Qi Refining Technique" inherited from the Wenxian Sect. It can barely be regarded as a yellow-level technique. It is completely incomparable with the "Xuanyuan Zhenjue" that Ling Feng transferred to practice. Same thing.
Therefore, even though Jing Wuxue was a top genius among the Wenxian Sect, it was a pity that he was not even qualified to enter the Heavenly Academy.
He, who is at the tenth level of the Pulse Condensation Realm, can be considered a master in the eyes of third-rate sects like Wenxian Sect, but compared with those real geniuses, he is not worth mentioning at all.
A cold light flashed in Ling Feng's eyes, and he slashed with his sword.
boom!
A roaring sound of Qi exploded in the air.
Ling Feng slashed out with his sword, and the blade of the sword seemed to be ignited with raging fire. It was like a flaming whip, whipping out fiercely and slashing towards Jing Wuxue's neck.
At this time, everyone realized that Ling Feng's strength was far beyond their imagination.
He didn't even pay attention to the top master of the inner sect.
overbearing!
Look down on the world's tyranny!
"clang!"
After all, Jing Wuxue was the fastest swordsman in the Wenxian Sect. He immediately drew out his long sword and swung away Ling Feng's blade with one blow, his expression instantly becoming serious.
Ling Feng's sword edge turned, and he attacked with the setting sun sword technique, leaving Jing Wuxue no room to breathe.
"Boy, don't be too self-righteous!"
Jing Wuxue shouted violently, used his power suddenly, and drew his sword!
clang!
The two swords clashed, clashing together without any fancy.
The next moment, a terrifying force of wind erupted from the center of the collision of the two swords, carrying a scorching breath and sweeping across them wantonly.
The elites of the Iron Blood Alliance standing nearby were caught off guard and were almost blown away like straw in the strong wind.
Everyone's eyes immediately focused on the dueling swords.
Kick! Kick! Kick!
Jing Wuxue took three steps back violently. With each step, his footprints dug deeply into the bluestone floor tiles, showing how terrifying the force of the collision was.
As for Ling Feng, his body swayed slightly on the spot and he lost all his strength, his face remained calm and calm.
With one strike of sword, the judgment is made!
this……
Everyone was shocked. Jing Wuxue, who was at the peak of the Pulse Condensation Realm, was not the opponent of Ling Feng, who was at the peak of the Qi Condensation Realm?
There is a huge gap between them!
Seeing this scene, the elites of the Iron Blood Alliance almost stared out of their eyes.
As for the ordinary disciples behind Ling Feng, they were all excited.
Today, Ling Feng will definitely be able to completely eradicate the "cancer" of the Iron Blood Alliance!
"Damn it, damn it! Poof!"
Jing Wuxue's face flushed, and he stared at Ling Feng. Due to the anger in his heart, he even raised his head and opened his mouth to spit out a mist of blood, and his whole body began to shake violently.
Ten years!
In the ten years since he became an inner disciple of the Wenxian Sect, he has never experienced such a shame and humiliation as today.
"Ling Feng, I want you to die!"
Jing Wuxue no longer cared about the leader's instructions, tightly squeezed the willow leaf sword in his hand, which was as thin as a cicada's wing, shouted loudly, and rushed out like a tiger descending from a mountain.
"Is this what is called one sword without blood?"
Ling Feng sneered, "Maybe you only remember how to bully your fellow disciples and earn elixirs, but you don't know what swordsmanship is anymore!"
Indeed, Jing Wuxue's sword was still very fast, but it had become very unfamiliar.
In Ling Feng's opinion, this kind of swordsmanship is worse than rubbish.
"Zheng!"
The sound of swords surged, Ling Feng chatted with carefree sword steps, and fought with Jing Wuxue again, "Listen, your sword is screaming! You are no longer worthy of being a swordsman!"
"Fuck your mother!"
Jing Wuxue shouted violently, grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands, and frantically activated the rich zhenqi in his body, "Cut! Cut! Cut!..."
Ling Feng's expression didn't change. His sword point was as smooth as his peers, and he neutralized Jing Wuxue's powerful and heavy moves with ease and ease.
Dang, Dang, Dang!
Amidst a series of clear crashing sounds, Ling Feng and Jing Wuxue were seen. One looked like an angry beast, while the other looked like he was strolling through the courtyard, calm and gentle.
A moment later, blood splashed!
Jing Wuxue's palm had been shattered by his own strength, and he was retreating steadily, and he couldn't even hold the sword.
"Impossible! This is impossible, I am the number one master of the inner sect!"
Jing Wuxue was like a wounded beast, roaring with all his strength, but in the end he still retreated again and again under Ling Feng's sword.
boom!
Ling Feng slashed with his sword, creating circles of bloody sword rays, slashing out a series of astonishing sword energy. In an instant, twelve thick sword rays were slashed out, advancing together in the air. The moment they hit Jing Wuxue, The sword light gathered together, like a bloody lotus.
This move is exactly the Xuan-level swordsmanship, "Blood Lotus Sword Song" that Ling Feng obtained from Long Xiao, the black-armored cavalry general.
On the way back to Wenxian Sect, Ling Feng had already "copied" it with the ability of the Tiandao Eye. This was the first time Ling Feng had used this sword technique, and it was enough to completely overwhelm Jing Wuxue!
clang!
With a loud noise, the willow leaf sword in Jing Wuxue's hand flew out, and his whole body flew out and hit the ground hard.
boom!
Dust is flying and blood is flying!
Jing Wuxue, dragging the blood stains, slid on the ground for more than ten meters. His face had been completely deformed, blood spurted out from his mouth, and there were more than a dozen deep blood holes all over his body. The blood sputtered out like a fountain. Turned into a ferocious bloody man.
