The temperature around Su Ling and Xiang Lin was getting higher and higher, and it was simply soaring, the horror of the demon fire was beyond everyone's imagination, and even, beyond Su Ling's imagination.

The current Su Ling, because of the crazy breakthrough and improvement of his strength, the strength of the god and demon fire has also increased a lot, but his scorching power has reached the point where he can annihilate an ordinary martial artist in an instant.

The boiling hot breath fluctuated wildly, and the surrounding martial cultivators kept retreating, their foreheads were covered with sweat, and they were almost dehydrated with their big breaths.

"Damn, if it goes on like this, I'll be burned to death!" Xiang Lian's face was already extremely ugly, and his heart was full of anxiety.

He gritted his teeth, gritted hard, and he told himself: "Calm down! Calm down!!Calm down again!!"

He now had two choices, the first was to give up the Nine Dragons Sword and retreat.

This choice is safe, but without the Nine Dragons Sword, his combat power will drop by one level.

"No! I can't give up the Nine Dragon Sword!" Just thinking about it, Xiang Lin didn't hesitate to choose the second option.

He wants to keep the Nine Dragons Sword, how can he keep it? Now he can't get the Nine Dragons Sword back at all.

Su Ling didn't let go, the Nine Dragons Sword seemed to be fixed, and there was no possibility of being taken back.

Then, the only way is to let Su Ling take the initiative to let go.

How to make Su Ling take the initiative to let go?

Xiang Lian's eyes flashed, and he finally had a trace of confidence and expectation.

He can attack with his other hand!

As long as he attacked, Su Ling should have retreated in order to avoid the attack, thus giving up grabbing the Nine Dragons Sword.

"Huhuhuhu......" With a decision, Xiang Xiao first took a hard breath, and then, Xuan Qi turned around in his body, raised his head suddenly, and roared: "Emperor Fist !!"

Suddenly.

His other hand was in the shape of a fist, carrying the billowing Xuan Qi, and smashed out with a bang.

The fist mark is incomparably solid, comparable to a golden rock.

The fist fluctuates with boundless domineering, and it is the emperor's imperial domineering.

Faintly, there is a dragon shadow rippling above the fist print, and the visual effect is also amazing.

Moreover, with this punch smashing out, the space above Xiang Lian's head collapsed directly just because it was oppressed by the momentum of a little fist print.

Still strong!

Xiang Lin is Xiang Li!

Even if his situation is a little bad at the moment, as long as he makes a move, it is so terrifying.

"Yes, the Emperor Fist has also been practiced to the point of Dacheng!" staring at the spar screen, Long Fenghua's eyes had some more expectations.

The Emperor Fist is one of the strongest martial arts in the Proud Empire, a top-grade prefecture-level martial art, which is very difficult to cultivate, but Xiang Lin has already cultivated to the point of Dacheng, which is very surprising.

In addition, at this moment, there was almost no space between Xiang Ling and Su Ling.

Xiang Lian's punch, Su Ling had to take it, and there was no chance to dodge it at all.

Long Fenghua believes that Su Ling will suffer a big loss under this punch!

"Su Ling, will you continue to surprise me?" Sun Tianya squinted slightly and muttered to himself.

He was a lot less worried, because he saw that the expression on Su Ling's face was still light, and there was no change from beginning to end, even if Xiang Ling punched so closely at this moment.

As soon as Sun Tianya's muttering outside the secret realm fell, Su Ling in the secret realm suddenly laughed: "Xiang Lian, no one told you, are you ridiculous and self-conscious?"

Playing with fist ?!!!

At close range, what is Su Ling's strongest attack?

That's right, it's fists.

One punch of six or seven million catties is an indescribable horror concept.

Xiang Lin was standing in front of him, Su Ling didn't use his fist in advance without thinking about it, but he was too lazy to use his fist.

He was going to break the Nine Dragons Sword first.

I didn't expect Xiang Lin to be self-conscious.

In this case, Su Ling still hesitated, his eyes flashed, and he also used his other hand to raise it directly with a casual and unblessed Xuan Qi punch.

"Boom !!"

After that ordinary punch was smashed, it didn't give people time to react at all.

With a cracking sound, without warning, the golden Xuan Qi fist seal wrapped around Xiang Lian's fist suddenly turned into a stream of golden powder, fluctuating towards the surrounding air, and finally pouring into the void.

It can be clearly seen that Xiang Lian's fist is blurred with flesh and blood, and even, it is no longer in the shape of a fist, and his arm is also crazy with surging blood and flesh.

Not only that, Xiang Lian's whole person was like a stone that was thrown out, flying upside down for a full thirty or forty meters before falling to the ground fiercely.

At this moment, many people reacted suddenly, just now, Su Ling seemed to have casually met a punch!

That punch didn't seem to have any momentum at all, nor did it have any mysterious light, it was so bland!

But the result was ......

Extremely terrifying!!

"Boom!"

Immediately.

Xiang Ling, who flew out upside down, fell to the ground.

As soon as it hit the ground, the ground was cracked.

The dazzling cracks were one after another, each dozens of meters long and a fist wide.

"Puff puff ......"

Xiang Xiao half-knelt on the ground, extremely embarrassed, his body was intertwined with blood and dust, he lowered his head, vomited blood in a big gulp, and groaned in pain.

Look at Su Ling again!

Still standing there, not moving.

And in his hand, is the Nine Dragons Sword.

The next second.

In the deathly silence, Su Ling's hands were broken like this, and it was visible to the naked eye, and the Nine Dragons Sword slowly bent......

Dozens of breaths have been burned by the fire of the gods and demons, even if it is a top-grade celestial weapon, it can still be broken!

Soon, when the Nine Dragons Sword was broken to nearly ninety degrees......

"Click!"

A shrill sound, fluctuating in an instant.

Break!

It's really broken!

The dignified high-grade heavenly weapon was broken so hard......

"Big brother, you have simply made all the martial cultivators on the Holy Wind Continent have no face to live in this world anymore! Break the high-grade heavenly weapon with your bare hands! You are the only one in the entire water, even those old monsters such as Long Fenghua can't do it, right?"

Hong Peng swallowed his saliva fiercely, covered in sweat, so excited that he couldn't control his sweat.

"It's simply a pervert among demons, a madman among metamorphoses, a madman among madmen, the same era as such a non-human, and the sorrow of all the young people of this generation on the Holy Wind Continent, right?" Ji Piaoxue smiled faintly.

Truth be told, she is an extremely egotistical person who never doubts herself.

But at this moment, compared to Su Ling, she questioned herself for the first time.

Moreover, Ji Piaoxue believes that anyone who has been in contact with Su Ling and has seen Su Ling fight will have doubts about themselves.

Secret outside the borders.

"Hahahaha......" Sun Tianya couldn't control it anymore and laughed.

Su Ling refreshed his thinking and cognition again and again, and again and again on the basis of his hopes and expectations, hundreds of times more powerful and terrifying, how could he not be excited?

(End of chapter)