The Immortal Taoist - vol 5 Chapter 652

Ling Dao’s body left a shadow after another in the same place. He who cultivated wild and immortal energy, relied on Kunpeng’s world speed, suddenly appeared to the left of the black-robed swordsman, and suddenly appeared to the right of the black-robed swordsman. Suddenly appeared behind the black-robed swordsman, and suddenly appeared on top of the black-robed swordsman’s head, changing form and shadow, unpredictable.

At the same time, the power of the Big Sun Dragon Elephant Fist broke out completely, the real dragon broke into the sky, the idols stepped into the sky, the dragon elephants came out, and the sky broke and the earth broke. I saw the black-robed swordsman surrounded by dragon-shaped phantoms and pictographic phantoms, and the horrible fist strength seemed to be able to tear through three thousand boundaries, which was extremely shocking. If it were replaced by another saint king realm martial artist to use the Great Sun Dragon Elephant Fist, there would definitely not be such a power, after all, the world would also have the invincible body of a real dragon and the supreme power of an idol at the same time.

What’s more, Ling Dao also has the infinite fighting intent of the holy ape clan. The stronger the strength of the black-robed swordsman, the more he can inspire his fighting intent. With the blessing of infinite fighting spirit, Ling Dao became more and more courageous in battle, and his fists seemed to be contaminated with the breath of the gods.

“It’s useless, your speed is just a joke in front of me!”

The black-robed swordsman took it for granted that Ling Dao intended to use the speed far surpassing the warriors of the same realm to get rid of his entanglement. After all, the test of the sixth illusion does not mean that you have to defeat your opponent to pass the test. You can get rid of the opponent by speed, and then climb up and down the next level, and you can also pass the test.

He had confidence in his speed, and on the premise that it was two levels higher than Ling Dao, it was definitely not difficult to stop Ling Dao. In terms of speed, the phoenix in the middle of the Saint King realm is indeed inferior to the Kunpeng in the middle of the Saint King realm, but the Phoenix at the peak of the Saint King realm is more than the Kunpeng in the middle of the Saint King realm.

Even if Ling Dao has Kunpeng’s world speed, what can he do?

“Hey, no, he doesn’t mean to run away at all!”

Only a moment later, the Black Robe Swordsman knew that he had guessed wrong, a big mistake. The world speed that Ling Dao broke out was not to get rid of his entanglement, but to defeat him with the advantage of speed. The previous confrontation was enough to prove that Ling Dao’s strength was not much weaker than him. Since speed is Ling Dao’s advantage, then Ling Dao’s use of this advantage is completely understandable to the Black Robe Swordsman.

One stroke and one collision, Ling Dao can not let go of the wind, playing more with less, isn’t Ling Dao sure of winning?

The black-robed swordsman had learned the power of the Great Sun Dragon Elephant Fist. With his current physical strength, he could not stop Ling Dao’s Great Sun Dragon Elephant Fist. The physical body has not always been the strong point of the Phoenix clan, and if it was hit by a big sun dragon elephant boxing, the black-robed swordman would definitely be injured.

The black-robed swordsman’s face was unprecedentedly solemn, he could accept losing to a martial artist of the same generation, and he could accept losing to a martial artist with a higher realm. However, losing to a junior like Ling Dao, who is lower than him, he really couldn’t accept it. In this duel, he can only win, not lose, otherwise he will be embarrassed.

The horrible knife intent swept across all directions like a sandstorm. The black-robed swordsman lifted the knife with both hands, and the countless blades turned into giant blades and slashed forward. At the same time, he urged Dao to evolve dozens of war knives, cutting away all the afterimages of Ling Dao. It seems to be cutting the afterimages, but in fact it is the Great Sun Dragon Elephant Fist performed by Ling Ling Dao.

With his eyesight, he can naturally see where Ling Dao’s true body is. The problem is that it is useless to deal with Ling Dao’s real body. Although those afterimages are fake, the big sun dragon elephant fist cast by those afterimages is real. A single stroke of the big sun dragon elephant fist can hurt the black-robed swordsman. If those big sun dragon elephant fists hit the black-robed swordsman, the black-robed swordsman is afraid that he will die on the spot.

“Is this really just a duel between the mid-term Saint King and the pinnacle Saint King? How do I feel that the two of them are getting stronger and stronger? How strong is their upper limit?”

“If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I really don’t believe that the mid-Sacred King Realm warriors can display such combat power. Are their dragons going to rise?”

Whether it is the Phoenix family, the Kunpeng family, or the idol family, there is never a shortage of geniuses, but there are very few geniuses like Ling Dao. Ordinary geniuses are compared with Ling Dao, not to mention mediocre, but they are definitely not related to geniuses. Ask yourself, at the same realm, they don’t even have the qualifications to be opponents of the Dao.

“The capital of the emperor, this is the capital of the emperor!”

“Don’t grow up other people’s ambitions and destroy your own prestige. He is a genius, but is there no genius in our Kunpeng clan that can match him?”

“That is, no matter how genius he is, he is just a mid-term Saint King. If he meets the emperor of our Kunpeng clan, he will never know how to die.”

They are not comparable to Ling Dao, and it does not mean that the forces behind them, there is no genius stronger than Ling Dao. Take the Kunpeng clan as an example, there are many Tianjiao who can kill Ling Dao. Of course, Tianjiao who can kill Ling Dao must have a higher realm than Ling Dao. Without a realm advantage, the Kunpeng clan might not even be able to find the Tianjiao who defeated Ling Dao, let alone kill Ling Dao.

The Seven Halls Saint King of the Dragon Race looked at Ling Dao’s eyes, vaguely killing intent flashed past, and he and Ling Dao’s Liangzi had already settled. The greater the potential Ling Dao showed, the heavier his intention to kill Ling Dao was. Ling Dao in the middle stage of the Saint King Realm is so strong, if he waits for Ling Dao to become the Saint King of the Seven Halls, it will be strange that he can beat Ling Dao.

Of course, when Ling Dao became the Saint King of the Seven Temples, he might already be the Saint King of the Eight Temples, or even a powerful person in the realm of Taoism. The problem is that Ling Dao is younger than him. As long as Ling Dao is given time, Ling Dao can catch up with him sooner or later. In the same realm, Ling Dao can easily win against him.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

The light of the sword in the sky, like a waterfall, hit the dragon-shaped phantoms and pictographic phantoms all around. The real dragon roared wildly, the idol screamed, and the phantoms shattered one after another, and the serious black-robed swordsman was enough to make many holy king-level warriors despair. Especially his four temples, hanging above his head, blooming infinite brilliance, as if they have been tempered.

“No, compared with Long Ling, his temple is still a lot worse. Long Ling is really powerful. After all, he is only in the middle of the Saint King realm.”

Before, the black-robed swordsman had used his four temples against Lingdao’s two temples, but in the end no one could do anything about it. This is enough to prove that Ling Dao is even better in the tempering of the temple. For the same four temples, the black-robed swordsman might suffer a big loss.

“Compared to the temple, Long Ling is indeed not weaker than the Black Robe Swordsman, but he is far behind his strength.”

The Seven Halls Saint King of the Idol Clan said gleefully, the stronger the black-robed swordsman’s strength, the happier he was. Not only him, but how many of the Saint King Realm martial artists present are willing to see Ling Dao pass the sixth illusion test?