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Hong Ling's entire body was surrounded by dark golden lightning, as he watched with interest at the fight between Zhou Kuang and Zhang Huang. To him, if the two of them were able to get rid of one of them, that would be for the best.

Unfortunately, things went against their wishes. Both Zhang Huang and Zhou Kuang held back and did not go all out to fight.

The youth naturally wouldn't let down his guard. For those like them who had entered the final battle, only victory was what they wanted. As for the enemies, they were all the same to him.

Zhang Huang and Zhou Kuang were engaged in an intense confrontation, but suddenly, as if they had reached a tacit understanding, a spear and a blade flew towards Hong Ling, the battle spear and the Zhanmadao carried an intense air current, whizzing through the air, causing Hong Ling's expression to change.

He did not expect that the two heaven's pride level experts, Zhang Huang and Zhou Kuang, would agree on a common understanding in such a short amount of time, and aim their lances at him. Hong Ling snorted, his dragon claw quickly extended out and blocked the two attacks.

Even though he had already activated his Dragon Transformation skill, he was still forced to retreat by two meters by the tyrannical force. Zhang Huang and Zhou Kuang did not let him off, with one point on their feet, they rushed forward, the weapons in their hands aimed at Hong Ling's chest.

The two of them were experts at the great perfection stage of the Essence Refinement into Qi, and this time they attacked without mercy, bringing about a monstrous aura.

Hong Ling casually waved his hand, and two steel swords pierced through the air and came into his grasp. Weng, with the support of his thoughts, the sharp sword intent poured into the two swords.

Teenager divided his attention and used a sword combination to block the attacks from Zhou Kuang and Zhang Huang.

Zhou Kuang and Zhang Huang were shocked. They did not expect that the combined attack of the two of them was actually blocked by Hong Ling's swords.

"Zhou Kuang, this brat is simply too strong. I suggest that we both not conserve our strength and use our trump cards to smash him down. At that time, how about we have a good battle?"

Zhang Huang said in shock. He was afraid of Hong Ling, as the young man's strength seemed to have no end, he had used his trump card again when they thought he was going to be defeated. This made them angry, but they could not help but praise him.

Without a doubt, if Hong Ling's cultivation was on par with theirs, even if the two of them were to join hands, there would be no possibility of them defeating him. Unfortunately, in the face of such a cruel reality, even if it was a monster, they would have no choice but to face the two of them.

Zhou Kuang frowned. Being as arrogant as he was, he had no choice but to face this young man who was surrounded by dark golden lightning. He knew that if he and Zhang Huang held anything back, they would be met with failure.

"That being the case, Zhang Huang, I will trust you this once. If you dare to hold back, I don't mind joining hands with this guy to deal with you!"

Zhou Kuang gave a loud shout and a strong wind began to blow on his Zhanmadao, causing his robes to flutter.

"Rest assured, I definitely won't let you down!" A smile appeared on Zhang Huang's face as he stabbed his spear into the arena.

Rumble! * The entire arena seemed as if it had been opened by something. All of the stone slabs on the stage were instantly covered in a layer of earthen yellow light.

"Hmm? Wind Attribute Cultivators and Earth Type Cultivators! " The swords in Hong Ling's hands crossed each other in front of his chest as he looked at Zhou Kuang and Zhang Huang's bodies with a heavy gaze.

"Secret Skill, Dimensional Wind Slash!" Zhou Kuang roared, and on his Zhanmadao, the gale instantly turned into a berserk hurricane, escaping from the blade's body, sweeping towards Hong Ling.

His figure flashed, and instantly entered the hurricane, he moved along with the wind, his blade following the wind, dancing around as he brandished countless of blade beams, all of these blade beams whistled, breaking through the hurricane and coming towards Hong Ling.

The two swords in Hong Ling's hands were quickly covered with a layer of dark golden Authentic Qi s, with countless tiny electric arcs dancing atop them. He closed his eyes, and the soul energy within the Divine Hall was released outside his body, sensing the trajectory of every blade light.

Bang, bang, bang. Countless blade lights were shattered by the two swords in his hands, but even more blades were continuously coming at him. Zhou Kuang was like a huge tornado; wherever he went, everything in front of him would be minced into pieces.

's heart sank. He knew that these two fine steel swords, because they could not handle his berserk Authentic Qi, were beginning to move towards the edge of collapse.

Hong Ling looked at Zhou Kuang who was still sweeping over as before, and was getting closer and closer. Gritting his teeth, the two longswords in his hands instantly combusted, then quickly thrust forth, leaving behind streams of blazing sword Qi in the air.

"Flame Breaking Spell, break for me!"

With a loud shout, he thrusted out two swords with both hands. The soul power in his left hand and the Authentic Qi in his right hand were absorbed into the sword Qi in the air, forming two resplendent sword beams.

These two seemingly identical sword gleams intertwined with each other like a comet, rushing towards the tornado formed by Zhou Kuang. All of the blade gleams along the way were directly shattered, dissipating into nothingness.

The storm instantly subsided and the two sword gleams also disappeared. The collision between the two sword gleams did not even cause the slightest ripple, but everyone knew that this was just the prelude to an explosion. Like a silent volcano, once it erupted, its might would be unstoppable.

Bang! With a rumble, a powerful shockwave exploded between Hong Ling and Zhou Kuang.

A dark golden halo surged out of Hong Ling's body, forming a barrier that carried lightning. It sliced apart all the shock waves that approached his body, and like a gigantic reef in a vast ocean current, even though he was struck by the wave of fury, he remained unmoving like a mountain.

Zhou Kuang was not as lucky as Hong Ling. When he used the Dimensional Wind Slash, he had already used up a large amount of Authentic Qi s, and following that, Hong Ling's two Breaking Flame techniques had even heavily injured him.

The shock wave suddenly erupted, causing him to be heavily injured, causing him to be thrown into the air as he vomited blood. As he landed on the stage, Zhou Kuang laid under the battle stage, his hands tightly holding his head, as if he had experienced something painful.

Hong Ling knew that the [Congealing Flame] technique that he had used had severely injured Zhou Kuang's soul. He was afraid that he would not be able to recover in a few months.

His soul power and the power of his sword intent merged together. In addition to the sword light released by the Authentic Qi, even if it was an early stage Qi Refinement into Spirit cultivator, they might not be able to block it.

The Zhou Family Patriarch's figure flashed, and quickly arrived in front of Zhou Kuang. He bent down and placed his hand on the back of Zhou Kuang's neck, and suddenly, his face was filled with shock, staring straight at Hong Ling who was on the stage.

"A soul attack? He actually knows a soul attack technique!" The corners of the Zhou family's leader's mouth trembled, it was unknown whether it was due to anger or fear.

Soul attacks only existed within some super powers. A city as remote as the Tianhuang City, it was impossible for it to exist in the first place, and even some first-rate aristocratic families would not possess such profound techniques.

This young man was young, yet he had such a unique skill, which made him extremely afraid. If Hong Ling truly came from a large clan in the underworld, then the three great families would not be able to easily offend him.

The Zhou Family Patriarch was not the only one who had such thoughts, even the City Lord's Mansion and the other families did not have the intention to investigate Hong Ling's background. Such a heaven's pride level expert, the power backing him must be huge, if they dared to act rashly, they would receive a destructive blow from him.

"Disciples of the Zhou family, listen up. From today onwards, do not easily offend that white-clothed youth!"

The leader of the Zhou family looked at Zhou Kuang, who was still vomiting blood, and sighed as he passed him over to the family's physician. He then returned to his seat and continued watching the battle on the stage.

"Hong Ling, I am very curious. You who possess a powerful bloodline, have comprehended sword intent, and have mastered soul attack techniques, exactly which underworld clan did you come from, or which Heaven's Pride from?"

Zhang Huang's words reached Hong Ling's ears with a hint of curiosity.

Hong Ling casually threw away the two broken swords in his hands, and once again brandished his sword, but this time, it was not two, but more than ten, he had already trapped all the swords around battle stage, and formed a large barrier in front of himself. Clang!

The young man extended his dark golden dragon claws, and the majestic Authentic Qi and soul power instantly surged out from his palm, entering into each of the swords. The swords hummed, and automatically protected him in the center.

"Guess!" Hong Ling smiled. In fact, even he himself was not clear about his own background.

After his parents were led by Old Han, he had always been quietly cultivating in Hidden Dragon Village, not understanding anything about his own background. But what was certain was, his parents were indeed extremely powerful cultivators, and they had a cultivation of the Void Unity realm; even if one looked at the entirety of their Great Chu Empire, they were still peerless experts in the legends.

"Forget it, I'll think of how to defeat you first!" After Zhang Huang finished speaking, he did not say another word. He knew that if Hong Ling didn't want to say it, there was no point in luring him any further.

Zhang Huang's spear was covered with a faint layer of yellow Authentic Qi. With the support of his Authentic Qi, the spear sank into the battle stage bit by bit, causing the gravity within the battle stage to instantly become much stronger.

Hong Ling felt that all the organs in his body and all the blood in them were being pulled, making him extremely uncomfortable. At some point in time, a wave of chaotic sandstorm filled the air and blocked everyone's line of sight.

"Deep Earth Prison, get out of my way!" Zhang Huang's cold voice came from the sandstorm.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh. Countless stalagmites appeared from the stage and quickly grew, forming a gigantic cage that trapped Hong Ling inside. The swords beside him were pushed into the air by the stalagmites, buzzing sounds echoed but they were unable to get down.

Zhang Huang waved his hand, the sand in the air quickly gathered above Hong Ling's head and petrified all the swords he was controlling. With a clang, all the swords fell from the sky and shattered into pieces.

Hong Ling's eyes congealed, he did not expect that Zhang Huang's move would actually destroy the Authentic Qi and the soul power left in his sword, and even the sword intent was broken by him.

"Hong Ling, what do you think of this' Thick Earth Prison 'of mine?" Zhang Huang laughed.

This martial skill was not passed down in his family, but its power had far surpassed all of the martial skills Hong Ling had encountered. In fact, even the young man thought that Lian Chengyue's incomplete Earth Ranked martial skill could not be compared with it.

"This is an Earth Ranked Martial Technique?" Hong Ling stretched out his dragon claw and pressed it on a stone bamboo shoot, causing it to instantly shatter and shatter.

"Of course, I've only learned 10% of this low rank Earth Realm martial skill, and the rest of the 90% isn't really accurate. But even so, with my top grade Profound Rank martial skill and this martial skill, I should be able to defeat you!"

Zhang Huang stood outside the thick earth prison, speaking confidently but with a smug look on his face.

Hong Ling grinned, his eyes full of ridicule: "Really? Do you believe that I can defeat you right now? "

Hong Ling no longer had a sword to control anymore and was trapped in a thick earth prison. Even if this child was able to break apart the stone bamboo shoot, the result would be his defeat.

He bent down and pressed his hand to the ground. In an instant, a sandstorm filled the arena once again, and all the sand and sand swiftly swirled around Hong Ling, continuously polishing the Authentic Qi barrier.

Bang! The Authentic Qi barrier in front of Hong Ling was instantly destroyed, leaving him alone in the sand, while enduring the erosion of the sand.

Ka ka ka, Hong Ling's legs slowly petrified, forming heavy rocks. Furthermore, the petrification trend continued to spread up along the youth's legs, as if it wanted to completely petrify his body.

"Brother Hong Ling, the feeling of being petrified, it shouldn't be pleasant, right?"

Zhang Huang's voice was filled with excitement. After enduring for so many years, he had finally reached this day, the day where his name would spread throughout the entire Profound Sky Continent.

Chi, a dark golden stream of light flew out from Hong Ling's brows, instantly arriving in front of Zhang Huang.

Ka ka ka, Hong Ling's body was finally petrified. Zhang Huang casually formed a sharp stalagmite, she panted heavily and threw the stone stalagmite towards the young man's chest.

So what if he had a bloodline talent? So what if he had comprehended sword intent? So what if he grasped a soul attack method? Today, none of this could stop him from spreading his name and spreading his Tianhuang City.

Seeing the bamboo shoot getting closer to Hong Ling, Zhang Huang started to tremble from excitement. Suddenly, his body stiffened, and his eyes became dim, as if he had seen something terrifying.

"No, you can't do that!" Zhang Huang cried out miserably. In his sect, the shadow of a dark golden young man slowly formed. It was Hong Ling's Primordial Spirit Clone.

Under Hong Ling's control, the Primordial Spirit Clone instantly punched Zhang Huang's body of consciousness, directly shattering it.

Zhang Huang held his head in pain, rolling on the ground. As Hong Ling's Primordial Spirit Clone punched his consciousness again and again, he finally could not bear the pain and fainted.

This process only lasted for a short moment, but to a human's mind, it was almost eternal. The moment Zhang Huang fainted, a tyrannical Authentic Qi surged from the petrified Hong Ling's body.

With a boom, the stone bamboo shoot struck his body, but it was shattered by Hong Ling's protective Authentic Qi.

Hong Ling did not even look at Zhang Huang who was lying on the stage.

Bang, a strong wave of Authentic Qi energy spread out in the stage, causing the spear that was stuck in the stage to be blown out, exploding into countless of pieces in the air.

The thick earth prison directly shattered, transforming into countless stone powder, the powerful shockwave produced directly blew Zhang Huang off the stage, while Hong Ling kept his Dragon Transformation state, and looked around with a smile on his face.

Under the sunset, Hong Ling's white clothes fluttered, he stood quietly on the stage, the wind blew at his hair, the multicolored light covering his handsome face, making him look like a young deity.