"Ling Feng, my three-zhang bridge of life contains 38 million life factors, which is equal to 38 million life sources, I want to see what you have to do today to destroy tens of millions of lives under my feet. [Burning Library] [].／／／”

Ding Haisheng was suspended in the void, his hands folded together neatly, his face full of disdain and mockery.

"Breaking ten thousand laws with one force, uncle, my physical strength has reached 120 million, and three catties of strength is more than enough to destroy a source of life for you, kneel down and die." ”

Ling Feng's face turned pale, like ten thousand years of ice, and he smashed forward with one punch in a row.

The fist shadows struck by Ling Feng went forward and one after another, layer upon layer, and countless fist shadows converged together, like mountains, filling the entire space in an instant.

The fist wind was agitated, heart-rending, and every punch almost contained the power to directly flatten the Shenqiao Realm.

'Boom, boom, boom!'

Countless fist shadows were like a storm, constantly bombarding Ding Haisheng's body.

The space around Ding Haisheng was completely distorted and unformed, and every place where the powerful flesh was hit by the fist shadow instantly dried up, and a trace of blood kept dripping down the rolling flesh and blood.

"The mystery of life is immortal!"

The corners of Ding Haisheng's mouth wiped the blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his hands danced.

I saw the source of life rising under his feet, blooming a little mottled, seeping into his flesh and nourishing his flesh.

The wounds of the battered flesh were healing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

"Ling Feng, 120 million catties of Juli tastes really good. ”

Ding Haisheng's face turned pale, and he said coldly, "But if you only have this little means, then what awaits you is only death." ”

"Bloodthirsty!"

A strange bloodthirsty aura appeared in Ling Feng's eyes, originally like grass and trees, but the aura that appeared from time to time suddenly skyrocketed, becoming violent, bloodthirsty, killing, and destructive......

As the Bloodthirsty Technique was unleashed, the fist shadow that Ling Feng struck out was glowing with a faint blood-red color, and a chilling ferocity mixed with it, condensed into all kinds of god statues, and the power was multiplied.

Ding Haisheng was suddenly startled, the pores of his whole body closed instantly, and his heart almost stopped beating with suffocation.

He had a directness, as if he was being targeted by a ferocious primeval brute.

At the moment when Ding Haisheng was frightened, the fist wind enveloped the heavens and the earth, directly tearing the body protection divine light on the surface of his body, piercing into his skin, and the sharp stinging pain spread from his mind to all his limbs, forcing Ding Haisheng to grin his teeth.

"Snort!"

Ding Haisheng's flesh and blood peeled off inch by inch like petals, revealing Sen Ran's white bones, and the speed at which the source of life rose under his feet to repair his body could not catch up with the damage caused by Ling Feng's fist shadow.

Everyone watching the battle on the ground looked shocked.

The fist shadow that Ling Feng struck out was actually directly hit Ding Haisheng with thousands of holes, his flesh and blood were blurred, and even the Bridge of Life didn't have time to heal his injuries.

Ji Kuan Hai, as fast as lightning, as fierce as a tiger, as fast as the wind, crazy as a dragon, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

It was easy to kill Ding Haisheng with their cultivation, but Ling Feng didn't use any powerful hole cards at the moment, thinking that he relied on his absolute physical strength to cripple Ding Haisheng who had the Bridge of Life, which was unacceptable.

Because of the powerful self-healing ability of the Bridge of Life, even they are extremely tricky, if the strength is reversed, if their cultivation is in the fourfold realm of the Divine Bridge, let alone killing Ding Haisheng, it is difficult to protect themselves.

It can be seen that Ling Feng's potential and talent far surpass that of any of the five of them.

"Ling Feng, why did the fist shadow you just hit out have a powerful bloodthirsty ability, causing the qi and blood in my body to drain quickly?

At this moment, Ding Haisheng was unkempt, and all the skin that leaked into the air was rolled up piece by piece, and none of them were intact.

"Do you want to know, go to hell and ask Hades. ”

Ling Feng smiled coldly, raised his fist again and blasted towards Ding Haisheng.

Countless fist shadows glowing with a strange red color condensed again, enveloping Ding Haisheng overwhelmingly.

"If you want me to die, I'm going to pull you on your back!"

Ding Haisheng roared hysterically, turned his hands together, and rolled forward, "Sword of Life, punish evil!"

I saw that the bridge under his feet shook violently, condensing a sword of life.

The cold light of this bridge of life is pressing, with dark spots, and the flying process directly plows out two rolling waves of air in the space, which are like a tide, and the divine power covers the sky.

"Uncle, I am the ancestor of the sword, you play with me with the sword, it is too tender. ”

A look of disdain appeared in Ling Feng's eyes, and he stepped forward violently, and under his feet, a four-foot-long Cambridge appeared.

This four-zhang long Cambridge is condensed by countless innate sword qi, exuding a sword power that sweeps through the eight wildernesses.

"Sizhang Cambridge, the person who can be called the young master by the bitter sea, really has something unique. ”

Fast as lightning, fast as the wind, fierce as a tiger, crazy as a dragon's sight, the corner of the eye lightly swept the sea of suffering, and his eyes were full of fine light.

Ling Feng's age is only sixteen years old, and his cultivation has not only reached the Divine Bridge Realm Four Heavens, but also condensed the Four Zhangs Cambridge, and the four of them are also peerless geniuses with great prestige, but at this moment, whether it is the speed of cultivation or the condensed Divine Bridge, Ling Feng is much overshadowed.

Su Xin, Cai Xin has seen a lot of Ling Feng's hole cards, although the heart is still a little surprised at the moment, but more excited.

Because of today's big fight, Ling Feng once again created a trace, allowing them to escape, and Ding Haisheng, a traitor, was about to die at Ling Feng's hands.

From the moment this four-foot-long Cambridge appeared, the weapons in the hands of tens of millions of Shenwu Academy students on the ground subconsciously trembled, almost out of their control.

Similarly, as soon as Ding Haisheng's sword of life that ran through Ling Feng encountered the four-zhang Cambridge, it was like encountering a heavenly enemy, and it actually stagnated, like snow meeting water, gradually loosening and gradually collapsing.

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect. ”

Ling Feng's fist slammed into the void.

The four-zhang Cambridge under his feet turned into countless innate sword qi, piercing through the clouds and mist, like silver dragons, enveloping Ding Haisheng and cutting them endlessly.

"Whoa!

Whenever he thought of the piercing sound of chopping meat, a piece of Ding Haisheng's flesh and blood was cut off by the innate sword qi, accompanied by rolling blood mist, scattered between heaven and earth.

"Ahhh

Ding Haisheng screamed again and again, as the flesh and blood of his body continued to decrease, he lost too much blood, and the ** sound he made continued to weaken.