C180 Against Singh

"Let me ask you, who is Chang'ang Sowrd to you?" Singh shouted angrily.

"Nangong Changan is my Principal."

"Hahaha …" Good! Today, I shall kill the genius subordinates of Chang'ang Sowrd to restore my dignity! "

Singh was simply going crazy from anger. The reason why they did not choose to return immediately was because they wanted to extort Huang Bo before they left.

He had personally come to Hua Xia, but the Young Master Ye had hidden himself and refused to see him. This caused him to lose face.

Who would have thought that just after staying for two more days, he would attract the wrath of a devil god, and with a single sword strike, all the elite disciples would be annihilated!

He was the first to make his move. A demonic fist shot out, and a terrifying gust of wind destroyed all the items upstairs.

Under this kind of force, even the air was sucked out, forming a vacuum.

"Humph!"

Shen Qingfeng's eyes lit up, and the corner of his mouth raised into a disdainful sneer. In terms of body technique, he had never been afraid of anyone before!

He channeled the True Resolution of All Spirits, and the image of an Primordial Ox appeared behind him.

"Moo!"

Accompanied by a Ox's roar that seemed to come from the Ancient Desolation, he arrived late, and their fists collided together.

"Boom …"

A transparent ripple quickly spread out. The powerful force caused the second floor of the villa to collapse …

"Oh my god!" "The houses have all been destroyed …"

At the other side of the artificial lake, Lin Feng couldn't help but shrink his neck. Was this really done by humans?

Under this punch, its power was comparable to a ton of explosives!

"The majesty and charisma of the Mr Shen is truly the demeanor of our generation!"

Seeing that, Xu Jing sighed, his eyes filled with yearning.

More than once, he had dreamed that he could shatter Heaven and Earth and search for the Dao.

It was a pity that his talent was lacking, and he was also obsessed with the secular world. Now, he could only look on helplessly.

"barbarians, hand over your life!"

"Shameless junior, arrogant!"

This was like a signal. The two of them ignored the collapsed building and engaged in a frenzied battle. The boulders weighing millions of pounds were probably close to the area they were in and they exploded!

The Ancient Yoga mainly focused on training the body and spirit. The flexibility and strength of the body was inconceivable.

Singh was not a problem in dealing with Body Cultivators of the same level, but now he encountered a large resistance.

"The demonic python has left its cave!"

"Ox Treading on the Mountain!"

Shen Qingfeng had evolved into an Ancient Desolation of Myriad Spirits, every form had immense power and limitless strength.

Singh felt like he was in a battle with a group of Ancient Era Spirit Beasts. His physical strength was gradually running out, and if it were not for the mysterious Ancient Yoga, he would have been defeated long ago.

When he received another vicious whip kick, his internal organs were unexpectedly injured, and even a trickle of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth!

He had forgotten how long he had not shed blood. What kind of freak was this, not the Sword Cultivator? How could his physique be so strong!

A master who had cultivated Ancient Yoga to an extremely high level could accurately control all the muscles in his body to block out damage, and could even continue fighting with his internal organs broken.

This little injury would not affect his fighting strength, but it was enough for him to sound the alarm.

He had to go all out, or else he might be beaten to death by this young man!

He gathered all the spiritual force around him, causing a bloody light to burst out of his eyes, which transformed into a nimble blood snake, and pierced through Shen Qingfeng's head.

Ancient Yoga masters could control the spirit, which was a method of using spiritual force to attack. They specialized in damaging the soul!

"This is bad!"

At such a close distance, Shen Qingfeng did not have time to defend, and the blood snake directly struck his soul.

He felt as if someone was pounding on his head with a terrifyingly heavy hammer, and even his ears were buzzing.

"Humph!" "In the end, you are still just an inexperienced junior …"

As the opponent's attack slowed down, Singh felt the pressure on him lessening, and his mouth revealed a smile of disdain.

This kind of mental attack was hard to defend against. It was his victory weapon, and he would never easily show it to anyone.

In his early years of fame, he had fought with others and relied on the Blood Serpent Grounds to kill three opponents whose cultivation were not weaker than him.

It could be said that without a soul-protecting magical equipment, it was impossible to survive his attacks!

A magic tool that could defend against soul attacks was extremely rare in the cultivation world. Only people like Chang'ang Sowrd would be able to use it.

"When I take off your head, send it to the Yanjing, and say hello to the Chang'ang Sowrd …"

"Hey!" "This is …"

Just as Singh was about to make his move, he suddenly realized that the aura of the teenager in front of him had grown exponentially.

"Impossible …" You have a blood snake in your body, why haven't you been affected? "

"Could it be that the Chang'ang Sowrd bestowed you with a soul tool? "You are cheating!"

He almost spat out a mouthful of blood. His body technique was inferior and his soul attack was useless. Was he going to lose to a junior?

Shen Qingfeng did not care about him, but closed his eyes and started to seriously deduce the True Resolution of All Spirits.

His hands formed a snake shape, and a faint golden shadow appeared behind his back, as if it would scatter if the wind blew.

A faintly discernable roar came from the void. This golden creature carried a terrifying might, and if its real body were to descend, it would definitely crush the heavens!

This scene seemed to be slow, but it actually happened in a split second. The moment Shen Qingfeng opened his eyes, a dazzling golden light flooded the entire space.

Aohou!

A beast roar that originated from the Ancient Desolation Era could be heard, causing the white clouds in the sky to scatter as if they were afraid of it.

Shen Qingfeng punched forward with his fist, as though he was pushing a big star, the terrifying aura caused the entire villa to crumble into pieces.

Singh rotated his Ancient Yoga to its limit and his body shrunk into a ball of flesh. However, the moment he touched the print of his fist, he vomited blood and was sent flying.

BOOM!

Most of the power in this punch had hit Singh's body, and the remaining wind from the punch had actually created a five meter wide, tens of meters wide gap on the ground.

It was difficult to imagine how powerful a punch could be!

In the Range Rover on the other side of the river, Lin Feng's mouth was wide open, but he was unable to make a sound.

"Xu..." Young Master Xu … Was it a figure that flew out? Singh should be dead now right? "

This was the first time he had seen a battle between cultivators. He knew that Shen Qingfeng was strong, but he never thought that he was strong to this extent.

"The body of a cultivator is different from that of an ordinary person's, I cannot say for sure, but with Mr Shen here, you can rest assured!"

Xu Jing cautiously shook his head. He had seen Shen Qingfeng do it before, for him to be able to cause such a ruckus, the enemies must not be ordinary either!

Shen Qingfeng held his treasure sword, and stood quietly amidst the ruins, his face expressionless.

Singh was punched into the ground, he did not know if Singh was dead or alive.

"Hahahaha …" Good! What a great Shen Qingfeng! "

At this moment, an extremely powerful aura emerged from the ground. It carried the meaning of 'tribulation', as if it wanted to destroy everything!

"I was really unlucky today, meeting a freak like you! "He actually forced me to undo the seal."

"However, my life in exchange for the life of a top genius in China is also worth it!"