Long Aotian was so frightened that all three geniuses were suppressed in just one encounter.

Is this guy Leng Tingwei in disguise?

"This... this is impossible, this is unrealistic? How can you be so strong? I don't believe it, I don't believe it..."

"Immortal method, Dragon God Art!"

Just as he was roaring, a dragon soul erupted from behind him, the power of his bloodline burned and boiled, and his strength was rapidly increasing.

But Ning Tao snorted coldly, and the dragon-phoenix heavenly power immediately exploded, and a pure dragon power pressed down.

Immediately afterwards, a beautiful divine dragon swung its tail out, mixed with a million kilograms of force, and even the space was torn out with black cracks, as if it was overwhelmed, and it was quite unstoppable.

It has been hidden for thousands of years, and now it is sharpened.

Before it arrived, the overbearing wind blew in my face, as fierce as a tenth-level gust.

Long Aotian was shocked. Looking at the dragon tail like a door leaf, he tried his best to rush into it, but everyone looked like a mantis trying to control the car, which made him feel heart-wrenching.

"Bang bang~!"

There was only a loud bang, and with everyone stunned, Long Aotian's arms were shattered inch by inch, blood and flesh flew out, and his whole body was scratched hundreds of meters away from the ground.

"Ho ho ho..."

Listening to the dragon's roar, the expressions of the thousands of people watching changed. Who would have thought that Ning Tao's strength would be so strong, and he might have surpassed the five dark horses.

There is also this magical method. I feel that my power has increased several times, I am invulnerable, and I am infinitely powerful.

"This...is this the end?"

At this moment, in the stone ruins, Wu Wentian, who was like a little giant, suddenly got up. His eyes were blood red, and his fighting spirit increased instead of diminishing. He grabbed the Fang Tianhua painting with his blood-stained palms.

halberd.

He showed a fierce look on his face, wiped the blood from his mouth and said, "Very good, I am becoming more and more interested in you. This battle is not over yet."

"Yun, you fucking have to pretend to be dead!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Tao immediately looked under the dragon claw. An extremely sharp sword intent erupted. It was thinner than paper, sharper than a blade, and faster than a knife. His dragon claw even sent out a heart-wrenching force.

pain.

"Damn~!"

As soon as Ning Tao raised his dragon claw, a white sword light shot out at an incredible speed.

"Whoosh..."

In the sight, a strong figure in a broken white robe raised his head coldly, his eyes were like swords, holding a cloud sword, a gentleman's black hair fluttering in the wind, and tens of thousands of swords surrounding it.

"Thief, you have successfully angered me!"

"Ah ah... you are so handsome. I knew you were invincible. Come on, defeat that villain."

"Brother, come on, let him see the power of our Xianwu Sect, and beat him to pieces with an iron fist..."

There were nearly a thousand people in the venue, screaming for the two of them.

Wang Tao and others showed worries on their faces, but Gu Yihang, Mu Taoist, and Eleven Xingyao on the Immortal List... all relaxed their brows at this moment and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts. The top ten on the Immortal List are not so easy to fail.

At the very least, Ning Tao is far from enough!

"Brother Tao, be careful, they have many other disciples," Xia Mengfei said anxiously from behind.

Caiyu supported her and asked her fellow disciples to step back. They were all seriously injured and could not withstand the impact alone. They had to regain their strength as soon as possible. There were nearly 500 people on the other side.

Long Aotian himself had brought more than a hundred people with him, and what he was afraid of now was that he was afraid that they would break up and attack him...

"Huh, just stubbornly resisting!"

Ning Tao smiled coldly and looked around.

With the increase in the Ancestral Dragon Technique and the Furnace of Fighting Intent, he is not inferior to 80% of immortals in terms of realm alone, and this technique is almost one of his strongest methods.

"Kill!"

Wu Wentian soared into the sky, cleverly avoiding the claws of the dragon, and slashed down hard with a square-shaped halberd.

"The power of immortal martial arts!"

"Boom~!"

Ning Tao used a dragon claw to resist, and also grunted. The force was so strong that the air made an explosion, and the Valley of Heroes had been beaten to pieces.

"Kunlun Sword Technique, a magical sword comes to life!"

A long sword flashed past the junction of Ning Tao's dragon scales. It was too fast to see clearly, and the dragon's body only felt tight, and then blood spurted out.

"Haha, good, pretty, kill him and let him know the consequences of confronting the five major sects..."

More than three hundred people screamed with excitement.

Wu Sheng and Han Ruoxue breathed a sigh of relief and wiped away their cold sweat. Just now they thought that Ning Tao could carry three people at once. It seems that they underestimated the top ten on the Immortal Ranking.

Come to think of it, how could those two peerless geniuses be defeated so easily?

Now that Ning Tao has been suppressed, as soon as the time for this secret method comes, it will be his death!

"Old Ning, kill them!"

Only Wang Tao raised his voice and felt out of place.

"Ho ho ho..."

"Boom boom boom..."

Ning Tao's dragon body rolled, and each strike had a million kilograms of force. However, the two people did not confront him head-on and kept wasting away. Only Long Aotian rushed forward again with red eyes, but was slapped away by Ning Tao.

.

The dragon clan is known as the leader of all spirits, but it has advantages and disadvantages. Bloodline has become the biggest disadvantage.

"Yin Yang Five Elements Great Millstone!"

The millstone was huge and it was thrown towards Wu Wentian.

The latter's expression changed, he grabbed Fang Tian's painted halberd and smashed it angrily. His previous fairy weapon was stolen by that bastard next door, Lao Wang, and he had no choice but to find a replacement.

"Boom boom..."

The terrifying energy exploded, and Wu Wentian vomited three liters of blood, but his fighting spirit became even stronger, as if he had gone crazy.

But Yun Ruoxu's eyes lit up, and his figure was as ethereal as clouds and mist. He stabbed Ning Tao seven inches with his sword. They were waiting and wasting their minds. When would Ning Tao become weak? When would it be his death?

"A swarm of flies, ignorant!"

Ning Tao was furious and slapped Fei Yun Ruoxu with his claw, shattering several ribs on his chest.

Seeing Wu Wentian pounce on him again, he opened his dragon's mouth and spit out a stream of hot flames.

"Ancestral Dragon Technique, Dragon Breath!"

Wu Wentian's pupils shrank, and the hairs all over his body stood up. There was actually a threat of death. The dozens of feet of flames came in the blink of an eye. He was shocked and angry, and a drop of mysterious blood essence in his body was instantly activated.

"Martial Immortal...is coming!"

In an instant, an imposing, majestic, and domineering shadow quickly formed behind him.

This was a big trump card that Wu Xian gave him before he came here, just to let him get more treasures in the Palace of Eternal Life, but who would have thought that he would use it here.

The Martial Immortal phantom was indifferent, slowly raised his hand, and punched out, causing an instant surge of power within a radius of dozens of feet.

"Boom boom..."

Thousands of people stared wide-eyed. They even had Master Wu Xian's essence and blood. This was really a trick. Now Ning Tao would be in big trouble.

Gu Yihang, Xingyao and others shook their heads.

That scorching flame is the Holy Fire of the Sun, more terrifying than the real dragon's breath.

But Wu Xian is so powerful. He is at his peak. The essence of martial arts in this punch can be called the quintessence of the nation. He can touch it wherever it is not allowed and use the spiritual power of dozens of feet in radius to burst into flames.

Wu Wentian coughed up blood. The sky and sea had special power and could suppress everything. The blood essence could only be used in one blow at most.

But the phantom of the martial arts immortal seemed to have spiritual intelligence and a domineering expression. He glanced at Ning Tao and said coldly: "Very good, I am waiting for you outside..."

Before he could finish his words, Ning Tao punched him into pieces, and Wu Wentian was knocked to the bottom of the valley with him.

"Pfft..."

This punch broke most of the bones in his body.

But Yun Ruoxu's eyes were about to burst, and he felt something was wrong. If he continued to fight like this, they would be dead before Ning Tao became weak. He gritted his teeth and roared angrily: "Ning Tao has cast a demonic spell. Junior brothers, don't hurry up and take action."

"What...this..."

Thousands of people screamed in alarm, and when they saw more than 500 people surrounding Ning Tao, they felt a little angry. This was obviously a rogue act, relying on the large number of people to besiege him.

How can there be a battle between geniuses?
Chapter completed!