nycdaug Chapter 272 One word suppresses eight dragons, severing the Holy Dynasty's fortune.
Chapter 272 One word suppresses eight dragons, severing the Holy Dynasty's fortune.
He watched helplessly as eight dragons covered the eight directions of heaven and earth, charging fiercely towards him.
The aura of these eight dragons alone is enough to kill a half-immortal, each possessing strength surpassing the half-immortal realm. They would be more than capable of annihilating a half-immortal. Moreover, there are now eight dragons working together.
only.
Facing the eight dragons charging towards him, Xiao Ling stood between heaven and earth, his carefree and unrestrained aura seemingly out of place in the face of such a dangerous situation.
"town!"
A cold, deep voice rang out from Xiao Ling's mouth.
With both hands clapping towards the two areas, an invisible force spread out in all directions.
Under the influence of this force, the eight originally menacing dragons froze in place at that moment.
One word suppresses eight dragons!
The seemingly powerful eight-headed dragon was unable to advance even half a step further in front of its opponent.
"This guy!"
Watching helplessly as the eight menacing dragons were imprisoned between heaven and earth, the Jiaoyuan Saint Lord could hardly have predicted it.
"Jiaoyuan Holy Dynasty..."
Xiao Ling muttered to himself, his gaze fixed on the location of the Jiaoyuan Saint Lord, a slight upturn at the corner of his mouth, seemingly showing disdain for him.
"The seemingly fierce dragon is nothing special."
boom! ! !
The eight dragon avatars that were originally imprisoned were shaken by an unknown and powerful force, and in an instant their bodies turned into fragments, gradually dissipating into the world.
This seemingly invincible attack, which came from the Holy Lord of Jiaoyuan, was easily shattered by Xiao Ling.
After experiencing such a blow, the eyes of the Jiaoyuan Holy Dynasty were filled with apprehension.
The ruler of the Great Xia Dynasty before us may appear to be young, but his strength is absolutely terrifying.
Xiao Ling looked at the Holy Lord of Jiaoyuan.
"Next, did you manage to withstand my sword strike?"
With the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, Xiao Ling slashed towards the location of the Jiaoyuan Holy Lord.
This sword not only contains extremely powerful energy, but also contains a strong force of heaven and earth's fortune.
"not good!"
The Holy Lord of Jiaoyuan sensed the terrifying aura contained within the sword light and instinctively dared not confront it head-on.
He threw a punch to block it.
However, the power of this punch was clearly insufficient. Upon contact with the sword light unleashed by Xiao Ling, it was instantly shattered.
During this brief interval, the Holy Lord of Jiaoyuan dodged and weaved.
The terrifying sword light grazed the opponent's figure and slashed down towards the territory of the Jiaoyuan Holy Dynasty behind them.
Boom! ! !
The impact touched the earth, causing a terrifying tremor that stretched for over ten thousand miles below, and a bottomless, terrifying ravine extended across the mountains and rivers of the Holy Dynasty.
"Just how strong is this guy?!"
Looking at the desolate land, the Holy Lord of Jiaoyuan was overwhelmed with emotion.
Even if the opponent's sword strike cannot cause fatal damage, it would still be extremely painful to suffer if I were to take it.
Xiao Ling sheathed the Xuanyuan Sword again.
He didn't care at all about missing his target.
"As expected of the ruler of the Great Xia Holy Dynasty who has been the subject of much discussion outside, he does have some ability."
The Holy Lord of Jiaoyuan calmed down, looked at Xiao Ling, and said coldly, "With this strength, you are still far from being able to show off your power in my Great Xia."
The opponent's attack was indeed extremely unexpected, but it's impossible to boost someone else's morale while diminishing one's own in front of others.
Xiao Ling merely smiled faintly at the Jiaoyuan Holy Lord's feigned composure.
He said, "As expected of the ruler of the old holy dynasty of the Western Wilderness Continent, he is indeed calm and composed in the face of adversity."
"However, whether my sword strike truly possessed only a modicum of skill, you will only find out in the future."
what!
Upon hearing this, the originally composed Jiaoyuan Saint Lord frowned slightly.
A sense of unease welled up inside him in the next instant.
What's wrong with me?
"Could it be that the opponent had another purpose with this sword strike?"
Just as the Holy Lord of Jiaoyuan was filled with doubt.
Suddenly, a series of sounds emanated from the once peaceful territory of the Jiaoyuan Holy Dynasty.
"roar~"
As this roar resounded, the Holy Lord of Jiaoyuan immediately looked down.
Within the Jiaoyuan Holy Dynasty, countless cracks appeared in the once peaceful and normal territory, and the life force began to wither.
"The Holy Dynasty's destiny!"
The Holy Lord of Jiaoyuan's face fell instantly.
As the ruler of the Holy Dynasty, he possesses a far greater control and perception over the vast Holy Dynasty than anyone else.
Now that the Holy Dynasty has suddenly shown such an unusual trend, he instantly found the problem.
After the opponent's sword strike, the fortune of his Jiaoyuan Holy Dynasty seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, becoming significantly weaker and more feeble than before.
The Holy Lord of Jiaoyuan glared angrily at Xiao Ling: "You have severed the destiny of my Jiaoyuan Holy Dynasty!"
Luck is the foundation of a power, and the other party actually destroyed so much of the luck of his Jiaoyuan Holy Dynasty.
Xiao Ling did not give him any direct response.
However, at this point, whether or not a response is given is completely meaningless.
The Holy Lord of Jiaoyuan looked wary.
Such an unpredictable phenomenon as fortune is difficult for even the ruler of a holy dynasty, with his immortal-level strength, to truly understand, let alone directly damage the fortune of his faction.
"You have damaged the fortune of my Jiaoyuan Holy Dynasty! My Jiaoyuan Holy Dynasty will fight you, Great Xia, to the death!"
The Holy Lord of Jiaoyuan grew even angrier.
The power of fortune lost by the opponent's strike just now will likely take an unknown amount of time to recover.
The opponent unleashed its full power, and a golden dragon phantom appeared on its body, carrying the power to shake the void as it slashed towards Xiao Ling.
Seeing the enemy charging towards him, Xiao Ling urged the Xuanyuan Sword to be drawn once again.
Wow!
Several more sword beams swiftly slashed towards the charging Jiaoyuan Holy Lord.
With the blessing of the golden dragon phantom, the power of the Jiaoyuan Saint Lord grew stronger and stronger, shattering all the sword beams that Xiao Ling had sent to kill him.
Xiao Ling watched all this unfold, and a purple-gold flame drifted out from his hand.
With the blessing of the Great Xia Dynasty's fortune and the improvement of his own strength, the flames unleashed by the Nine Suns Burning Heaven Technique also changed, becoming far more powerful than before.
"Nine Suns Burning Heaven Technique!"
Under Xiao Ling's urging, the purple-gold flames in his hand instantly vanished into the void, covering the area around the body of the Jiaoyuan Saint Lord.
The blazing purple-gold flames sealed it inside.
"What the hell is this?!"
The Holy Lord of Jiaoyuan immediately sensed something was wrong.