Good Fortune Martial Emperor

Chapter 50 Fighting Ling Ao Again
In an elegant place like Qingquan Pavilion, most of the customers are arty people. Here, not to mention fighting, even quarreling is rare, so the conflict between Ye Feng and Ling Ao naturally attracted everyone's attention.

In Junlin City, everyone knows Ling Ao. The eldest young master of the Ling family, who has power over the government and the public, has shown extraordinary talent since he was a child. Chu Tianxing and a few other people can overwhelm him, but also eclipse countless geniuses in front of him.

It's just that this proud son of heaven suffered the biggest blow in his life recently. The story of Yuntianyan has already spread all over Junlin City. It's still a disgrace to him.

Now the opportunity to wash away the shame is at hand, but Ye Feng suddenly erupted strangely, and his realm soared to the eighth level of agility, which is really surprising.

Ye Feng's sudden outburst made Ling Ao calm down a lot. The secret method to greatly improve his realm was definitely not taught by Mu Chen.

Not to mention Mu Chen, maybe the entire Chu country does not have such a precious secret method. As the heir of the top family in Chu country, the first thing Ling Ao thinks of is whether there is any powerful force behind Ye Feng.

However, this idea was quickly rejected by him. If there is really a mysterious powerful force standing behind Ye Feng, why would Mu Chen want to entrust it to someone?

Thinking of this, Ling Ao no longer had any scruples, so what if his strength increased dramatically, he was at the first stage of the spirit wheel.

The higher the level of cultivation, the greater the gap between each realm. Even though Ye Feng is now showing the aura of the eighth level of agility, Ling Ao still doesn't think he will lose.

"Go, Brother Ling, let him see what is the real pride of heaven." He Qiuya encouraged from the side. In her opinion, as long as Ling Ao defeats Ye Feng, he can regain his strength.

Ling Ao nodded to He Qiuya, the spirit wheel flashed behind him, and he flew out of the window.

"Magic wolf change!"

Ling Ao roared in the air, directly summoning the demon wolf's life soul, and instantly possessed it.

At this moment, he used all his strength, and the power was completely different from that of Yuntianyan. Ling Ao's body in mid-air suddenly doubled in size, a layer of black hair grew on the surface of the reply, his nails turned into sharp claws, and his mouth stretched out. With two sharp fangs, it looks like a human wolf.

His eyes were scarlet, staring at Ye Feng like a bloodthirsty beast staring at its prey.

"Today, I will use your blood to avenge my shame!" Ling Ao said with a long howl.

The customers in Qingquan Pavilion walked to the windows one after another, watching the exciting duel that was about to unfold with great interest, Yan Xun stared at Ye Feng intently, with his strength, he could naturally see more problems than others.

"Good boy, no wonder brother-in-law is so optimistic about you."

"General, do you mean that Ye Feng will win?" asked one of Yan Xun's subordinates, even though Ye Feng's appearance was quite shocking, but his level was still lower than Ling Ao's. In comparison, they still believed that Ling Ao would win.

"Let's watch, maybe there will be surprises."

On the surface of the lake, Ye Feng pulled out the Cold Snow Sword from his waist. This was the first time he faced a Destiny cultivator who was in the spirit wheel realm alone. Although Ling Ao was only in the first level of the spirit wheel, he felt better than the third level of the spirit wheel. Song Lin is stronger.

Last time, when Ling Ao lowered his cultivation base, Ye Feng killed him instantly with only Wuxing Fist, but this time obviously he couldn't.

I saw Ling Ao slapping the lake surface, and countless water splashed up, turning into a ten-meter high wave rushing towards Ye Feng.

"Sky Strike!"

Ye Feng pointed at the sky, and a bolt of lightning fell from the sky. Although the lightning life soul is not needed at this moment, water can conduct electricity, so the power of this blow cannot be underestimated.

The lightning hit the wave, and the golden current flowed in all directions, as if a grid had been stretched on the huge wave, and then spread to the lake.

"He is still a master of martial arts!" someone exclaimed.

Under the diversion effect of the lake water, Ye Feng's attack can be said to have exerted its ultimate power, and it was impossible to dodge.

However, a figure suddenly rushed out of the huge waves, Ling Ao rushed out directly, and punched Ye Feng, where the fist wind passed, the spiritual power gathered into a ferocious wolf head.

A dense current flowed through Ling Ao's body, making a hissing sound, but it did not cause any substantial damage to him.

Ye Feng also punched, but the five-color halo was shattered by Ling Ao's punch, and Ye Feng was overturned by the powerful force.

Ever since he practiced the Immortal Golden Body, Ye Feng has become invincible at the same level with his physical body alone. This is the first time he has suffered a disadvantage in a duel of strength.

As soon as Ye Feng stood firm, he found that Ling Ao had disappeared on the lake. Even though he had already locked Ling Ao's breath with the God of Good Fortune, he still could only feel a little vaguely at this moment.

This only shows that Ling Ao's speed is too fast, so fast that Ye Feng can't keep up.

At the same time, a strong sense of crisis welled up in his heart, Ye Feng swung his sword directly, using the first three moves of Jiuxiao Sword Art in one go, and the sword energy swept all around.

However, none of the sword energy hit Ling Ao, and all of them fell on the lake. For a moment, countless water jets shot up into the sky, blocking everyone's sight.

"Take your life!" Ling Ao's voice came to Ye Feng's ears from all directions at the same time. When Ye Feng was trying to find Ling Ao's trace, there was a sharp pain in his back, and he was hit by Ling Ao's sharp claws. Feng's clothes were torn apart, and there were five bright red bloodstains on his dark golden skin.

"So fast!"

As soon as Ling Ao succeeded in the blow, he immediately escaped into the mist again. Before he had time to be happy, the scar on Ye Feng's back had begun to heal. Soon, the blood stopped and scabs began to form.

"This kid has terrifying resilience." Ling Ao said with emotion. In his opinion, Ye Feng has more and more secrets, and his cards are constantly emerging. If it takes time, he may be really difficult to deal with.

That being the case, it is better to kill the threat now.

Horrific howling sounds spread all around, and a huge demon wolf appeared on the lake. Although it was made of spiritual power, it was extremely compact, as if it had life.

As soon as the magic wolf came out, even the surrounding light dimmed a bit. Ling Ao flew up and pulled his right fist back. At the same time, the magic wolf also made exactly the same movement. For a moment, the aura of heaven and earth was berserk, and everyone had no doubts Next, Ling Ao will unleash a unparalleled blow.

At this time, Ye Feng's silver hair danced wildly, waving the cold snow sword, and transparent ripples spread out.

Ling Ao was shrouded in ripples and felt dizzy. Countless pictures appeared in his mind uncontrollably, making it difficult for him to concentrate.

His raised right hand fell down, and the demon wolf behind him was also much more illusory, faintly showing signs of collapse.

Seeing this situation, He Qiuya's complexion changed drastically. This scene was very similar to when Ye Feng played against Sima Changkong at the Yuntian Banquet. She immediately took out a white jade chess piece from her waist and crushed it without hesitation.

On the surface of the lake, a cold light flashed like a shooting star piercing the night, directly hitting the vital point on Ling Ao's chest.

But at this moment, Ling Ao's gaze was distracted, and he had no ability to resist.

"Stop!" A powerful voice sounded from heaven and earth.

At the juncture of life and death, a huge chessboard suddenly appeared on the lake. On the chessboard, where was standing quietly in the void.

However, Ye Feng's sword stopped an inch in front of Ling Ao's chest, a small white chess piece pressed against the tip of the sword, no matter how hard Ye Feng tried, he couldn't move any further.

(End of this chapter)