Myriad Realms: Opening Decisive Battle at Bright Summit

Chapter 6 Mistress, are you here to give the sword?

Kong Xing's posture was like a swimming dragon, and he approached Ling Feng in the blink of an eye. He protruded with his left hand, and grabbed Ling Feng's left shoulder with his right hand.

What the hell!

So fast!So fierce!

Ling Feng didn't dare to be careless, and retreated with the mind method of heaven and earth.

Dodge!
Kong Xing was startled and used the "Cloud Chasing Pose", "Pearl Grasping Pose" and "Moon Catching Pose" in succession!
Every move is like lightning!
However, every time the dragon's claws were within walking distance of Ling Feng, they just couldn't catch them.

There are a total of 36 moves in this Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand.

Although there are many moves, they are actually not complicated. They mainly rely on hard skills, and the fight is about speed and strength.

Kong Xing failed in a set of combos, so he immediately adjusted his attack, and made another set of six combos.

The ferocity of the action, even Mingjiao couldn't help secretly admiring it.

It is true that martial arts in the world come from Shaolin.

While Ling Feng used the Qian Kun Qi in his body to dodge, he carefully observed Kong Xing's movements.

There is no need to practice Qishang Quan, but it is good to learn Dragon Claw Hand.

In this way, it can be regarded as a foreign skill that can be used in conjunction with the great teleportation of the universe.

Ling Feng glanced at the system light curtain - there are still 9 and a half minutes left in the countdown.

Enough time!

Ling Feng calmly used the great movement technique to move around.

Kong Xing fought faster and faster, and his moves became more and more impatient.

He really couldn't believe that under his full attack, he couldn't even hit Ling Feng with a single move.

"Boy! How come you can only hide? Do you want to fight?" Kongxing shouted, grabbing Ling Feng with his claws like a violent storm.

"You can't hit me, how dare you say that?" Ling Feng sneered calmly.

"Amitabha!" Kongxing became ruthless and rammed into Ling Feng.

Catching the wind, catching shadows, playing the qin, drumming the zither, criticizing the strong, smashing the virtual, hugging the disabled, defending the deficiency, eight consecutive moves, almost at the same time!

The martial arts masters present gasped one after another.

This is the true power of emptiness!

This time, they can be regarded as an eye-opener.

Even Yin Tianzheng, the white-browed eagle king, couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, "Kongxing's dragon-clawed hands are far above my eagle-clawed hands."

"My lord..." Xiao Zhao nervously covered his heart, not daring to watch the next scene, but he was so worried that he couldn't help it.

This is the last eight moves of Dragon Claw Hand.

A cold light flashed in Ling Feng's eyes.

Ding.

"System prompt: You have comprehended A-level martial arts: Shaolin 72 stunt dragon claw hand."

"It's my turn." Ling Feng smiled coldly, recoiled strangely, and headed up against Kong Xing's dragon claws.

Kong Xing was overjoyed, and grasped it fiercely with one move.

Ling Feng returned the hug!
The two claws collide together!
The inner force of emptiness pours out like a flood!

Emptiness was stunned for a moment!
Ling Feng seized the opportunity and used a set of three consecutive moves to directly attack the vital point of emptiness!
Bang bang bang!
Kong Xing fell heavily to the ground, covered in blood, and fainted.

There was a dead silence in the entire main altar hall.

Everyone was stunned.

what's the situation?
The monk of emptiness was defeated so easily?

Moreover, the move that defeated him seemed to be his famous stunt dragon claw hand!
The Shaolin monks hurried over to treat Kongxing.

Ling Feng smiled lightly, "Kong Xing is not bad, he didn't intend to kill me, so he can't die."

"Amitabha!"

Kong Zhi, the leader of the Shaolin faction, stood up and asked in a deep voice, "Benefactor Ling, where did you learn your dragon claws?"

Ling Feng smiled, "I said I learned it now, do you believe me?"

Kong Zhi frowned, "How can you believe this? Master Ling, you must give me Shaolin an explanation today!"

Ling Feng said coldly: "Don't worry, I won Kongxing, according to the agreement, you have to hand over Yuanzhen first!"

Kong Zhi asked: "May I ask Benefactor Ling, what is the relationship between you and Nephew Yuanzhen? Why do you want to find him by name?"

Ling Feng said bluntly: "Yuanzhen is Cheng Kun, the Hunyuan Thunderbolt, and the mastermind of all the conspiracies. More than half of the murders caused by the golden-haired lion king Xie Xun were blamed by Cheng Kun. Cheng Kun's purpose is to Destroy Mingjiao. Cheng Kun not only killed the leader of Mingjiao Yang Dingtian, but also ambushed hundreds of altars of gunpowder in the secret passage under the main altar."

As soon as this statement came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Kong Zhi said angrily: "Donor Ling, don't make false claims and deliberately pour dirty water on my Shaolin sect! How could Master Yuanzhen's nephew be Cheng Kun? He had already passed away in the battle of attacking the mountain! Someone come and kill Cheng Kun." Bring up the body of my nephew!"

Two monks came forward carrying a stretcher, Kong Zhi lifted the white cloth on the stretcher, "Amitabha, this is my Nephew Yuanzhen! He is already dead, how to ambush the gunpowder?"

People from the six major factions nodded in agreement with outrage.

"The surname Ling is too much!"

"All the monks are dead, and they are still slandering them!"

"Hmph, I've already seen that this Ling guy is not a good guy! Otherwise, why would he go to help Mingjiao?"

"Tell me, let's stop talking about morality with him, let's go together!"

"Yes! Let's go together!"

People from the six major factions are all eager to try.

Ling Feng sneered and said, "Don't you guys know that Cheng Kun knows the turtle's breathing technique? If he's really dead, you'll know by roasting him with fire."

"Amitabha!" Kong Zhi was trembling with anger, "Benefactor Ling, you, you bully people too much!"

"Go together!"

"kill him!"

"Revenge for Master Yuanzhen!"

The head of the Huashan School, Xian Yutong, rushed up with two masters.

The head of the Kunlun School, He Taichong, his wife Ban Shulan, and the expert Xi Huazi rushed over from the other side.

The Kongtong faction also wanted to take the opportunity to besiege Ling Feng, but there was no one left to fight, so they could only sweep the formation from a distance.

The remaining Shaolin, Wudang, and Emei sects still had to take into account the face of the sect, so they did not step forward.

"That's right, it would be nice to have dinner together earlier! Then I won't be polite!" Ling Feng smiled coldly, and grabbed Xian Yutong's face with the first move of Dragon Claw.

Xian Yutong's weapon is an iron fan, in addition to the blade hidden in the iron fan, there is also a highly poisonous Golden Gu.

Seeing Ling Feng charging at him first, Xian Yutong panicked and quickly threw away his iron fan to block.

Ling Feng's dragon claw hand bypassed the iron fan in a strange way and accurately grabbed Xian Yutong's wrist.

With the strength of the dragon's claws, coupled with the internal force absorbed by Qian Kun Da Nuo, Xian Yutong immediately screamed, and the iron fan in his hand fell into Ling Feng's hands.

With a wave of Ling Feng's hand, the poisonous powder in the iron fan was immediately sprayed out.

Xian Yutong and Xi Huazi next to him screamed in agony, their skins were quickly rotting as if they had been splashed with sulfuric acid!
"With such a vicious hidden weapon, how dare you call yourself a decent family?"

Ling Feng slapped his feet and sent Xian Yutong and Xihuazi back to the west!
Ding!
"Mission progress: Submission 4, kill 5/[-] masters of the six sects."

There is only one person left!

Ling Feng waved the iron fan in his hand towards He Taichong and Ban Shuxian of the Kunlun faction.

He Taichong and Ban Shuxian hastily used the Liangyi sword technique, while the other two masters of the Huashan School used the "anti-liangyi sword technique".

The four of them formed a front and back sword formation, and the water swung by the light of the sword could not splash in!

Ling Feng frowned slightly.

The positive and negative formations of the Kunlun School and the Huashan School are very ingeniously combined. It is difficult to break the knife formation with the Great Teleportation of the Universe when it is impossible to get close to the body.

And He Taichong and the others were also afraid of the poisonous iron fan in Ling Feng's hands, so they didn't dare to attack rashly.

The scene was a little stalemate for a while.

Ling Feng was secretly anxious, the countdown on the light curtain was only 5 and a half minutes away!
If the stalemate continues like this, I'm afraid it will be wiped out!
Yin Tianzheng saw the clue, gritted his teeth, and stood up suddenly, "Little friend Ling, I'll help you break the formation!"

Zhang Wuji, who was healing Yin Tianzheng, said quickly, "Senior Yin! Never!"

At this time, the head of the Emei faction, Miejue Shitai, stared, "This son is too scary, we must not give him a chance to breathe! Head He, step aside and let me come!"

Miejue Shitai jumped up, and the Yitian sword in his hand drew a dazzling rainbow, and struck towards Ling Feng!
Master!Are you here to deliver the sword?

Ling Feng was overjoyed!
(End of this chapter)