"Boom!"

The rocks immediately shook, and Ling Feng's body was caught in the golden rope and flew out of the rocks.

At this moment, Lan Tiexin also arrived in the distance. When he saw Ling Feng, he immediately cried out sadly in his heart: "Junior Brother Ling Feng!"

Lan Tiexin was shocked by the strength that Ling Feng showed before. She didn't expect that Ling Feng could break through in the battle and almost kill a Holy Lord.

But before she could cheer, a powerful saint came and severely injured Ling Feng with one move.

She wanted to rush over to save Ling Feng at this moment, but she understood that she was too insignificant in front of the powerful Saint.

If she rushed over at this moment, she would definitely be slapped to death by the powerful saint.

Ling Feng was spooled by the golden rope and slowly flew to the front of Qianyun Saint.

"This kid is dead!"

"He deserves to die!"

"Too arrogant!"

"Does anyone know where this kid is from?"

There are more and more people watching the battle around, and they are all talking about it.

"I don't know, I've never seen this kid before!"

Many people shook their heads, they didn't know Ling Feng at all.

"I know him. I fought against him in the battle space of the Nine-Day Galaxy Diagram. I met him in the tenth consecutive victory in the Nine-Tian Galaxy Diagram space. His name is Ling Feng. In the end, he

Defeated Qin Ze and completed twenty consecutive victories!"

A powerful holy king suddenly spoke.

This powerful saint king was still in the realm of a powerful saint when he fought Ling Feng in the Nine Heavens Galaxy Diagram space, but now he has become a powerful saint king.

"What?

Can you complete twenty consecutive victories in the third galaxy space?"

"No wonder he is so strong!"

Everyone was shocked when they learned about Ling Feng's past deeds.

They all know how difficult it is to win twenty consecutive victories in the third galaxy space.

If you want to achieve twenty consecutive victories in the third galaxy space, in addition to having strength, you also need good luck.

Qian Yun Shengzun stared at Ling Feng and said with an indifferent expression: "You are so courageous that you even dare to kill my people?"

Ling Feng and Qian Yun Shengzun looked at each other, gritted their teeth and said: "Your people trespass into our Yunle Mountain forbidden area, and they can be killed according to the rules!"

"Is it?"

Saint Qianyun stared at Ling Feng, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "According to the rules, I have now broken into your Yunle Mountain forbidden area, so come and kill me!"

Qianyun Shengzun showed contempt on his face. Although the Galaxy Temple has such rules, because Yunleshan is too strong, they, the strong ones, can trample on them if they want, without paying any attention to them.

Ling Feng stared at Saint Qianyun, he had nothing to say at this moment.

He knew in his heart that in the face of absolute strength, any rules were useless.

In the eyes of the strong, rules are meant to be trampled upon.

Now that he fell into the hands of Saint Qianyun, he admitted defeat, but he did not regret it.

"Why don't you speak?"

Qian Yun Shengzun looked at Ling Feng and sneered: "Your Yunle Mountain has been dispensable since the founding of the Galaxy Temple. The people you cultivated are all trash. I will treat trash like you casually.

If you crush me to death, no one will do anything to me!"

"Yeah?"

At this moment, a misty voice suddenly echoed in the void.

"who?"

Saint Qianyun's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately raised his head and looked around.

Ling Feng was also a little surprised and raised his head to look around.

But there was no one in the surrounding void.

At this moment, the voice appeared again: "It seems that I have been sleeping for too long, and everyone has forgotten me!"

After the sound appeared, the void became distorted, and a palm print flew out of the void and flew towards Saint Qianyun.

Qian Yun's face darkened. He wanted to dodge, but found that the space around his body was restricted and he could not move at all.

That palm print was instantly slapped on Qianyun Shengzun's face.

"Snapped!"

Holy Lord Qin Yun was thrown hundreds of meters away by the palm print. The left side of his face was swollen like a pig's head, and there was blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Saint Qianyun stabilized his body. He felt bursts of burning pain on his face. He reached out and touched his face. When his hand touched his face, the pain intensified instantly. It hurt so much.

He grinned.

"this?"

Lan Tiexin, who was in the distance, was stunned when she saw this scene. She didn't expect that such a thing would happen.

The same is true for Bihe Holy Lord Wang Zheng.

"How is this going?"

"Why was Saint Qianyun suddenly knocked away?"

The people watching the battle were shocked when they saw Saint Qianyun being knocked away.

Qianyun Shengzun is a powerful saint. His combat power is among the best among the saints. But now he was slapped away by someone. What is the strength of the other party?

At this moment, two words could not help but pop up in everyone's mind: Supreme! In everyone's opinion, only the Supreme Power can easily slap Qianyun Saint away.

But which Supreme Being is behind the scenes?

Everyone is confused.

At this moment, the golden rope wrapped around Ling Feng's body broke instantly.

Ling Feng regained his freedom.

Just when Lingfeng was about to take the healing spirit liquid to repair his injuries, a green light shot out of the void, and this green light sank into his body.

Ling Feng suddenly felt a warmth spreading inside his body, and he couldn't help but groan. His body also recovered quickly with the help of the green light.

Saint Qianyun looked up into the void and roared: "Who is it?

Stop being so sneaky and get out of here!"

At this moment, another palm print appeared and struck Qianyun Holy Lord hard on the face, knocking Qianyun Holy Lord away.

The green light did not disappear after repairing Ling Feng's body, and Ling Feng felt that the power in his body was constantly rising.

"How is this going?"

Ling Feng looked down at his hands and feet and frowned.

At this moment, that ethereal voice echoed in Ling Feng's mind: "Boy, go kill that guy!"

"That rascal?

Are you talking about that Holy Lord?"

Ling Feng raised his head and glanced at Saint Qianyun, responding to the mysterious voice in his heart.

"right!"

The mysterious voice sounded again.

"He is the Holy Lord!"

Ling Feng couldn't help but frown. Although he could fight across levels, he would not give up even when facing the Holy Lord.

But Ling Feng's brain was not broken yet. He knew that if he faced the Holy Lord, he had no hope. The other party could slap him to death.

The reason why he is not dead now is because Holy Lord Qianyun did not want to kill him when he took action just now, but the soul of Holy Lord Bihe was still in Ling Feng's hands, so Holy Lord Qianyun also

Don't dare to use too much force to avoid killing the soul of Lord Bihe when you kill Ling Feng.

"Don't be cowardly, am I here?"

The voice sounded again, seeming a little angry now.

"good!"

Ling Feng gritted his teeth and immediately flew towards Qianyun Saint.
Chapter completed!