V8.Chapter 208

Wei Wudi's three temples were obviously damaged, but she didn't care at all, and still used the giant sword transformed from the three temples to resist the amorous Silver Dragon Sword. If the three temples are completely destroyed, Wei Wudi's realm will fall below the realm of Tianzun.

The holy temple was condensed from Tianfu, but the broken temple did not become Tianfu again, but completely disappeared. If you lose two great realms in a row, it will be as difficult as ascending to the sky if you want to practice back in the future.

Of course, the current Wei Wudi doesn't need to think about the future at all, because she may not have a future. After the confrontation just now, she already understood that the end of resisting Fengqing alone is a dead end.

The problem is that she has no choice, whether it is Ling Dao or Die Wu, it is impossible to block the amorous silver dragon sword. From the current point of view, the most likely way to win is for her to resist the amorous Yinlongdao sword, Lingdao and Diewu's full attack. If Ling Dao and Die Wu's attack can severely damage the style, then Wei Wudi and the others can turn defeat into victory.

It can be said that Wei Wudi was gambling with his own life, and if he lost the bet, he would die under the sword of Fengqing. Even if she wins the bet, Wei Wudi may lose her three temples.

"Things that don't know how to live or die!"

Feng Feng looked at Wei Wudi with sarcasm in his eyes. A late-stage saint king vainly tried to resist a Taoist weapon activated by a peak saint king. Did he look down on her, or the Silver Dragon Dao Sword?

The Silver Dragon Dao Sword seemed to come alive in Feng Feng's hands. It let out a resounding dragon chant, and the sword energy filled the sky, like a torrential rain, falling on the place where Wei Wudi was.

Fengfeng will definitely not make the same mistake again. Although her main opponent is Wei Wudi, she has not forgotten Lingdao and Diewu. She swung a sword with her right hand, clenched a fist with her left hand, and clasped her fist tightly with her thumb. The fist was like a knife, with unparalleled sharpness and majestic momentum. This is the combat power that a peak holy king should have.

The four resplendent temples towered in all directions like Optimus Prime, whether it was Wei Wudi, Ling Dao or Die Wu, they were all within the scope of the four temples.

"It's useless, even if the three of them display 120% of their strength, they can't be opponents of Senior Sister Fengfeng."

"I don't know why, but I always feel that Senior Sister Fengfeng is not right today. With her strength, shouldn't she be able to crush the three of them?"

Qingfeng is not only the pinnacle saint king, but also a genius warrior in the human palace. Tianzun, who knows Fengfeng, even feels that Fengfeng can defeat Wei Wudi and Lingdao even without the Taoist weapon.

Is it true that hearing is believing and seeing is believing? Perhaps, the strength of Fengfeng is only magnified by rumors?

"Chi Chi Chi..."

The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and dense cracks seemed to appear in the void. Wei Wudi's offensive, in front of the amorous Silver Dragon Dao Sword, collapsed at the touch of a touch. It wasn't that Wei Wudi's offensive was weak, but that Feng Feng's strength displayed at this time far surpassed that before.

It's not that the style has become stronger, but that the style seemed to go all out before, but in fact it still has reservations. Feng Feng didn't dare to go all out, of course it wasn't Wei Wudi who was worried, but Ling Dao's life-saving trump card.

Feng Feng was confident in dealing with Wei Wudi's trump card, but Ling Dao's life-saving trump card, Feng Feng was really uncertain. Although Ling Dao is the emperor's son, Feng Feng is still unwilling to exchange his life with Ling Dao. What's more, once Ling Dao's life-saving trump card is activated, it is likely that Feng Feng died, but Ling Dao did not die.

Ling Dao's fist and Fengfeng's left fist slammed into each other fiercely, and there was thunder on the ground, and the ferocious fist force scattered in all directions. Under the support of the four temples, the power of style seemed to flow continuously, one punch after another.

As soon as Diewu's sword light came in front of Fengqing, it was covered by Fengqing's fist shadow. While dealing with Ling Dao with one hand, Feng Feng can still easily block Die Wu's attack.

No, to be precise, Fengfeng is not resisting Diewu's attack, but counterattacking. The amorous fist is like a lofty mountain, which makes Die Wu unable to breathe.

Those Tianzun in the distance are not surprised that Fengfeng can have such strength. After all, Ling Dao and Die Wu are just heavenly deities. If a peak saint king can't deal with Ling Dao and Die Wu, hasn't he cultivated to dogs for so many years?

"boom!"

Ling Dao's figure retreated again and again, until now, he realized that the true power of Fengqing was completely above him. With bare hands, he was no match for Feng Feng, even with Wei Wudi standing in front of him, he couldn't do anything against Feng Feng.

Die Wu's situation is much more dangerous than Ling Dao's, because Feng Feng has not killed Ling Dao for the time being. The emperor must be treated with caution, Die Wu is Fengqing's first target to kill.

Firstly, Die Wu is the person designated by the higher-ups of the Human Palace to kill, and secondly, Die Wu's strength is the weakest, so killing Die Wu is the easiest. It is better to cut off one finger than to injure his ten fingers. Killing Die Wu is more useful than injuring Die Wu and Wei Wudi at the same time.

"This is her real strength. I just said that she is a peak saint king, how could she not beat Die Wu and the others?"

Xuan Wuqi was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, wondering what kind of medicine was sold in Fengqing's gourd. You know, Feng Feng's previous injuries were real, not even a little fake.

"I know, it's because of that kid, if I'm not wrong, that kid is the son of Emperor Xiaoyao!"

Although what Xuan Wuqi knows is not as romantic, but Die Wu is the matter of Emperor Xiaoyao's apprentice, so he still knows. Before, he only thought that Ling Dao and Die Wu were fellow disciples, but now it seems that Ling Dao should be the emperor's son.

Only the emperor's son can have the fighting power of Ling Dao. Only the emperor's son can arouse the fear of amorous feelings. In fact, it is not Ling Dao who is really afraid of Feng Qing, but Ling Dao's father, Emperor Xiaoyao.

What is the peak saint king in front of the emperor?

"puff!"

Die Wu's face turned pale, and she spat out blood. The flamboyant left fist seemed to cross the barrier of space and hit her directly. How can she, who is a genius, withstand the full blow of Fengqing?

Fengfeng's offensive did not stop there, only Fengfeng's left fist hit Diewu again. Die Wu gritted her teeth, and continued to wave the sword in her hand, resisting Feng Feng's left fist. It's a pity that the dense sword energy disappeared in an instant under the attack of Fengqing, which can be described as destructive.

A trace of despair flashed in Die Wu's eyes, this punch might not kill her, but with a few more punches, she would definitely die. The physical body of the Supreme Heavenly Venerable could not withstand the attack of the Peak Saint King at all.

"Kunpeng Fist!"

At the critical moment, it was Ling Dao who waved his fists and blocked Die Wu. Ling Dao used the Nine-Turn True Dragon Strength, and the muscles in his arms were knotted, as if two big dragons had collided with Feng Feng's fist.

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