Chapter 523 Fighting the Saints Again

Feng Yintian was in the forbidden area of ​​the Fengshen tribe, looking at Jiang Du in the distance with complicated eyes.

This grandson-in-law seems to be really good, he can speak, has a thick skin, is liked by Ning Xue, and has good strength.

It's just... people are a bit tiger!

Is he going to stroke the entire Fengshen clan from bottom to top?

The saints of Fengling laughed angrily, you are a god-level little guy, and you still have to fight me.

Is this guy crazy?

But since you made such a request, Feng Ling is also welcome.

"Feng Ling, get together!" The Feng Ling saint shouted lowly.

In an instant, a cyan light condensed in front of him, forming a diamond-shaped token, and a tyrannical force surged in an instant.

Jiang Du stretched out his palm, and the Zhenyuan Sword flew over automatically in an instant and landed firmly in his hand.

"Wind Blade, Ji!"

With another low shout from Feng Ling, countless cyan wind blades condensed in the void and quickly attacked Jiang Du.

The wind blade is extremely fast, constantly drilling out of the void.

Although it was only the simplest wind blade, Jiang Du felt that his hair was standing up. The sharpness of this wind blade made him tremble.

Facing the saint, Jiang Du fights with 12 points of spirit, and the three thousand disillusionment steps start instantly.

Countless Jiang Du's shadows appeared, holding the Zhenyuan Sword and the Wind Blade in a fierce confrontation.

"Wind pressure!"

Feng Ling gently lowered his palm, and in an instant, a huge pressure fell from the void, and the wind blade was completely unaffected, but Jiang Du felt like he was in a quagmire, and the speed was inevitable. slowed down.

"Blast!"

Feng Ling was slow from beginning to end, and the spells were continuously released from his hands, but they were surprisingly powerful.

A violent explosion sounded, and the range of the explosion was controlled by the wind within a small range, and everyone saw that the space there collapsed suddenly.

Countless wind blades rushed into the center of the explosion without any pause.

Ning Xue's fist clenched suddenly, a flash of worry flashed in her eyes, and her mental power had begun to fluctuate.

At this moment, Jiang Du's figure suddenly appeared, and he was a little embarrassed, but he was not seriously injured. Jiang Du rushed towards Feng Ling like a tiger out of the cage.

"Wind escape!"

Feng Ling spit out two words, and his figure instantly turned into a breeze and quickly retreated.

"Wind roll!"

Blowing out in one breath, countless wind-attribute powers began to riot, scrambling to form a tornado that charged towards Jiang Du.

There was a raging flame in Jiang Du's eyes, and he suddenly stretched out his hands, Zhenyuan sword turned into a streamer and charged towards Feng Ling with splendid sword energy.

At the same time, Jiang Du tore his hands, and the increasingly powerful tornado was torn apart directly. Jiang Du followed Zhen Yuanjian closely to chase the wind at supersonic speed.

"Wind Wall!"

One after another cyan wind walls were quickly erected in the void, and there were dozens of wind walls.

Jiang Du roared, the sword was like a long rainbow, and it broke through all the wind walls, but Jiang Du's speed was inevitably delayed a lot.

When Jiang Du saw Feng Ling's figure again, a powerful and disturbing aura had already been bred.

"Wind!"

As these two words were uttered, the void directly turned into chaos, and a terrifying force penetrated through the void and directly locked onto Jiang Du's body.

"break!"

The blue veins on Jiang Du's hand were angry, and he slashed with a sword.

Jiang Du has always been flying other people's kites. He was hunting geese all day long and was pecked by geese today. Jiang Du was actually flying a kite.

A huge explosion sounded, Jiang Du seemed to have exploded a sun, and a mouthful of blood spit out from Jiang Du's mouth.

Jiang Du's body flew upside down for more than 100 meters in one breath, and he stopped after drawing two deep ravines on the ground.

Jiang Du took a deep breath.

Saint, is it still an insurmountable gap?

He still doesn't believe it today.

"Thunder!"

Jiang Du shouted loudly, and the only skill of the Thor boots under his feet exploded.

The entire Thor boots turned into a thunder light, and the silver-white thunder light made Jiang Du almost leap across the space, and in an instant he came to the front of the Holy Wind Ling.

"Stunning, chasing stars!"

Jiang Du's skills exploded together again, and at the same time his body began to dry up.

Divine Intent turned into a ray of light, which rushed through Feng Ling's mind in an instant, but what Jiang Du saw was a boundless gust of wind.

This is the sea of ​​consciousness of a saint, like a world.

Jiang Du's dozens of mental powers all rushed into the boundless gust of wind, directly annihilating the large gust of wind.

It's just that such an attack, for Feng Ling, is just an imperceptible shaking of the gods, and such a short period of shaking has no effect on Feng Ling at all.

But Jiang Du didn't hold out much hope either.

"Heaven fall!"

Jiang Du roared loudly, and the Zhenyuan Sword in his hand condensed infinite power, and slashed out with a heavy sword.

"Ultimate Wind Shield!"

There was also a sense of surprise in Feng Ling's eyes. Jiang Du's attack at this time was enough to threaten a saint!

"confusion!"

Jiang Du released another skill, and by now, Jiang Du has almost exhausted all his abilities.

The chaos caused Fengling's wind shield to collapse a little, but the saint's control over power was vividly displayed at this time. Almost at the moment when the collapse appeared, Fengling's huge mental power had stabilized the power again.

But after all, there was still confusion, and the power of the ultimate wind shield was at least 30% weaker.

Jiang Du's sword had already slashed heavily on the Ultimate Wind Shield. With a light sound, in the unbelievable eyes of countless people, the Ultimate Wind Shield actually cracked open.

"boom!"

The ultimate wind shield turned into a ball, which was slashed by Jiang Du and flew out.

All Jiang Du's strength was running at a high load, and at this time, he shouted again.

"Five elements, collapse!"

The five elements rotated, and the five forces of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth began to riot in the void. Jiang Du's mental power was 80% in an instant, making him feel a strong dizziness.

Then the Five Elements Collapsed and smashed into the ultimate wind shield that flew out.

A terrifying explosion sounded between heaven and earth, and then a mushroom cloud rose up like this, and the tyrannical destructive force was raging wildly.

Everyone was stunned.

They were all a little unbelievable. The battle at this time turned out to be a battle between a god and a saint.

This is obviously a battle between two saints!

This sudden appearance of Jiang Du, the fighting power is so terrifying, pressing a saint to fight!

You must know that the Saint of Wind Ling is not the kind of fake Saint who is promoted by other means, but a genuine Saint who has survived the Holy Tribulation by virtue of his own strength.

But now it has been beaten like this by a young man.

Jiang Du released most of his methods into a clean one. At this time, he bent down, gasped violently, and watched the mushroom cloud rise.

At the same time feel the huge destructive power inside.

However, he still did not relax, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and began to gather strength again.

He was thinking about how he should give the saint a fatal blow.

The Nightmare Demon's divine power enveloped him, and Jiang Du's figure completely disappeared.

As the mushroom cloud rose violently, it lasted for a few minutes before it slowly dissipated, even if the scene appeared in front of everyone.

At this moment, countless gasps of air-conditioning sounded, and many people's eyes widened, their eyes filled with disbelief.

I saw a particularly embarrassed figure at the very center of the explosion, with ragged clothes and a large area of ​​charred black.

There was even blood on the corners of his mouth, clearly traumatized.

This is a saint!

A saint was beaten into such a state by a young man.

Not to mention the ordinary people of the Fengshen clan, the other elders are all showing their figures in the void at this moment, their eyes are full of inconceivable.

Feng Ling slowly opened his eyes, which had completely turned blue.

"You make me angry!"

This sentence, word by word, was spit out by Feng Ling, and Feng Ling's body radiated a bright blue light.

"Get me out!"

The wind made a loud roar, and the endless gust of wind blew and danced, ravaging a large space, trying to find Jiang Du's figure.

But Jiang Du's figure disappeared cleanly, even if it was the wind, Jiang Du could not be found.

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