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    From the time when people from the Xiaoyuan Sect appeared in the Luoshui Sect to when Li Tianzhong came to the Central Land, Li Tianzhong made a lot of preparations.  Li Tianzhong was not sure whether the Shen Cong mentioned by others was the person he knew.  After all, having the same name is too normal, and the achievements of Shen Cong he heard were so high that even Li Tianzhong couldn't believe it.  But no matter how unbelievable it was, Li Tianzhong still kept asking about everything Shen Cong had.  Neither Du Feiming nor Du Huang paid much attention to Li Tianzhong's actions.  In their eyes, Li Tianzhong was just an insignificant person. If it were not related to Shen Cong, they would never even take a look at such a person.  This is not contempt, but a decision based on the strength of the two parties who are not at the same energy level at all.  Just like you don't care what an ant is thinking, in Du Feiming's eyes, Li Tianzhong is such an ant.  And precisely because of their disregard, Li Tianzhong got a lot of news about Shen Cong, and he became more and more certain.  Du Feiming and the others felt that Li Tianzhong would make a smart choice in the face of absolute power.  Li Tianzhong did make a choice, and in Li Tianzhong's eyes, this choice was undoubtedly the right one.  Without dragging down Shen Cong, only if Shen Cong is not affected in any way, nothing will happen to the Luoshui Sect.  Li Tianzhong may not be strong, and what he sees may not be comparable to the practitioners in the central land.  But Li Tianzhong understands the human heart, and any practitioner cannot avoid such things as the human heart, so Li Tianzhong sees it very clearly.  "It's not good for you to say that!" Du Feiming said solemnly.  "Are you crazy? Do you know what you are talking about?" Du Huang looked at Li Tianzhong and roared loudly. If Shen Cong hadn't been here, Du Huang would have even wanted to slap Li Tianzhong to death.  Li Tianzhong groaned and was oppressed by Du Huang's aura, but Li Tianzhong, who was in the early seventh level of cultivation, couldn't bear it and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.  But Li Tianzhong was smiling, just as he thought, if Shen Cong was fine, there would be nothing else.  If Shen Cong is restrained, not only him, but also the consequences for the Luoshui Sect will be worrying, unless Du Feiming really makes the decision to kill Shen Cong here.  But can it really be done?  Maybe Du Feiming can really seal the space without leaving any traces.  But there is no airtight wall in the world. If, if this matter is known to Qingyang Tianzun, the consequences will be terrible.  More importantly, Du Feiming could not make such a decision in the current dispute, and Du Feiming's words just now were more of a warning to Shen Cong, or a threat.  Ordinary practitioners may be frightened. After all, the power of the ninth level is not empty, and there is also Li Tianzhong here, so the pressure on Shen Cong will be even greater.  "Boom!" Suddenly, a loud noise rang in Du Huang's ears, and the cracking wind blew his body. Du Huang subconsciously turned around, only to find that the space in front of him had been shattered, and countless space cracks were running through it.  Du Huang looked at Shen Cong in disbelief. Shen Cong had actually taken action just now, in front of Du Feiming.  If it weren't for Du Feiming, Du Huang might have died with the move just now.  "Don't scare my friends, I'll be nervous." Shen Cong retracted his fist, glanced at Du Huang, and then looked at Du Feiming.  "You are much more arrogant than I thought. It seems that you didn't understand what I just said!" Du Feiming's face has turned gloomy. It is impossible for him to kill Shen Cong here, but he can teach him a lesson.  , but there is no problem at all.  "Your understanding is also very average!" Shen Cong chuckled softly, turning a blind eye to Du Feiming's murderous intention.  Du Feiming's eyes narrowed slightly, and he could no longer hide his murderous intent.  Shen Cong's words were like a slap in the face. A mere eighth-level man dared to talk to a ninth-level man like this.  Du Feiming suddenly sneered, finally finding a reason to take action.  Disrespect, especially disrespect to the strong, is a big problem. Even if Qingyang Tianzun asked about it afterwards, Du Feiming had his own reasons.  "Since you have made a choice, pay the price for your choice. With one move, it depends on whether you have the strength to match your temper!" Du Feiming flew up and the sword in his hand rang softly.  "The ninth level takes action against the eighth level, what a good trick, senior!" Yang Dingli said loudly, this is not a fair battle at all, even if Shen Congfan.  But no matter how extraordinary they are, they are still at the eighth level. I heard that the seventh level can fight against the eighth level, but that is an ability that only belongs to the monsters on the Dragon and Phoenix List, and they are still dealing with casual cultivators.  But I have never heard that the eighth level can compete with the ninth level. That is simply unrealistic.  Yang Dingli knew that Shen Cong had cut off the arm of a ninth-level man, but that was in a special illusion.  And here is the central place, and the surrounding area is even the space laid out by Du Feiming. The time and place are all on Du Feiming's side. No matter how to fight, Du Feiming is overwhelming others with force!  "Did I let you speak?" Du Feiming looked at Yang Dingli, his sword intent blazing. Yang Dingli's expression changed, and he was about to sayOpen, the sword light is already in front of you, there is no way to hide.  "Pa!" With a muffled sound, Shen Cong blocked the sword light with one hand, and with a gentle squeeze, he crushed the sword light into pieces.  Du Feiming's eyes moved, and he looked at Shen Cong unexpectedly, "You are worthy of being a close disciple of Qingyang Tianzun, a young talent. If you are allowed to grow for another hundred years, you will be able to be on an equal footing with me. But today you are not yet, remember this  One point!" Du Feiming raised the long sword in his hand, and countless sword energies surrounded him. These sword energies began to merge with each other. In just a blink of an eye, the sword energies completely merged into one, turning into a simple and plain sword light.  "A hundred years?" Shen Cong chuckled, his body shook, and a soft force sent Yang Dingli out.  Shen took a step forward with his right foot and looked at the sword light in front of Du Feiming.  No fear, no panic, just excitement.  "Arrogant!" Du Feiming felt angry at being provoked. It had been too long since anyone had dared to look at him like this, especially such a junior.  Although Shen Cong is somewhat special, it doesn't matter if he is special. The gap in strength cannot be broken by specialness.  As Du Feiming said, for practitioners, the most important thing is always their own strength.  Du Feiming threw the long sword in his hand, and it merged with the sword light in front of him. The already amazing sword intent soared into the sky at this moment. Du Feiming was really serious.  How scary is a serious ninth-level apocalypse?  Yang Dingli's body trembled involuntarily. It had nothing to do with fear. It was just that facing this powerful force, he was instinctively frightened, just like encountering a natural enemy.  Du Huang was full of excitement and clenched his fists tightly.  Li Tianzhong's face turned a little pale. He suddenly doubted whether what he had just done was correct. Is it really appropriate to collide with such a powerful force?  "Buzz!" A strange wave spread, Du Feiming pointed forward, and the sword light suddenly disappeared.  Shen Cong's eyes widened slightly, and he moved his hands. Dragon roars suddenly sounded, and countless dragons appeared.  But just in the blink of an eye, these dragons dissipated, and a sword light drove straight in. The dragons were like bubbles, unable to form any obstruction at all.  "Bang!" There was a weird sound, the sword light pierced Shen Cong's fist, Shen Cong's body shook violently, his skin suddenly broke, and countless cracks spread throughout his body.  Facing several five-star kings, Shen Cong's body was intact, but at this moment, Shen Cong was injured in just one move.  "Pa bang bang" At this moment, there was a burst of explosions in the air, and a huge space crack appeared behind the long sword.  The sword intent swept across the space, and the cracks in the space could not be healed under the impact of the sword intent. It was like a hideous wound grinning there, mocking the stupidity of the world.  Du Feiming looked at Shen Cong, his eyes flashing.  After a brief stalemate, an eighth-level Guiyuan could actually achieve such a step, which was beyond Du Feiming's expectation.  According to Du Feiming's expectation, this sword must be devastating, but it was not like this.  This is only the eighth level. What if Shen Cong grows to the ninth level?  For the first time, Du Feiming really had murderous intentions in his heart, and he wanted to kill Shen Cong on the spot.  Such people will definitely be a big trouble in the future. If they are offended, it is better to cut the grass. Otherwise, if Shen Cong comes back with revenge in the future, will the Xiaoyuan Sect be able to withstand it?  "Crack, click, click" The sound of bones being overwhelmed by the heavy pressure made Du Feiming hesitate in his heart. He looked at Shen Cong's eyes with uncertainty, and the power contained in the sword light continued to strengthen.  "So this is the power of Apocalypse." The muscles in his right arm were about to turn into numbness, but a smile appeared on Shen Cong's face. The runes hidden in the divine body suddenly moved, and the next moment, a dazzling light illuminated everything.  , the innate divine power burst into flames.  Du Feiming's expression changed, a feeling of danger arose in his heart, and a force that could threaten him suddenly appeared.  Du Feiming sensed the rise of alien races all around, and even the central area was unsafe.  But immediately, Du Feiming felt that the threat came from the front, from Shen Cong.  "Boom!" Shen Cong's left hand punched the sword light. The sword light vibrated violently and the sword tip shifted involuntarily.  Excitement appeared on Shen Cong's face, and the huge power gave Shen Cong the illusion of a fiery, venting, crazy venting.  "Boom, boom, boom!" Three punches in a row, each punch was heavier than the last, and with the last punch, the sword light was even directly cracked.  The cracked sword energy could not hurt Shen Cong at all, and even the injured area had been completely healed.  Du Feiming's expression darkened, and when he was about to direct the sword light, he found that the surrounding areas of the sword light were condensed into water, making it difficult to even turn.  The next moment, he closed his hands and struck the sword light like a heavy hammer.  The next moment, the sword light that condensed Du Feiming's full blow suddenly exploded. Shen Cong took a step forward and grabbed the long sword in the sword light. This was Du Feiming's sword light.???s spiritual weapon, the eighth level top water condensing sword.  As if endless power burst out from the body of the god, Shen Cong held the Condensing Water Sword hard and kept exerting force. The Condensing Water Sword, which could not be destroyed by external force, actually let out an overwhelmed whine.  Du Feiming's expression finally changed drastically. He wanted to make the Water Condensing Sword explode, but Shen Cong was surrounded by a strange attitude, so it couldn't work at all.  Du Feiming took a deep breath and took a step forward.  To deal with an eighth-level person, not only do you take action, but you also move. This is simply a shame.  Du Feiming appeared in front of Shen Cong and pointed out.  It is as if there is only one finger left between heaven and earth, and both heaven and earth will penetrate in front of this finger.  This is not an illusion, but Du Feiming's sword intention. One day, he will pierce the world.  Although there is no such power at the moment, there are not many people in the world who can block his finger, and the attack of this finger on the soul is even more terrifying.  Du Feiming noticed that Shen Cong's physical defense was terrifying, but not necessarily the divine soul, and this finger dealt with the divine soul.  The eighth-level Guiyuan soul is definitely not weak, but it depends on who it is compared to. Compared with the ninth-level Tianqiyi, it is really too weak.  Shen Cong glanced at Du Feiming, grabbed the Condensing Water Sword, and used it as a weapon to swing directly at Du Feiming.  The Condensing Water Sword kept trembling, but it couldn't resist Shen Cong's shocking brute force.  "Bang!" Du Feiming involuntarily took a step back, Shen sprayed blood mist from the pores of his body, and 90% of the flesh, bones, and blood vessels in his body were broken.  But just in the blink of an eye, these injuries returned to their original state. In Du Feiming's unbelievable eyes, he took a step forward and struck down with his water-condensing sword.  "Bang bang bang" There were continuous muffled sounds, and blood mist continued to spray out from Shen Cong's body. With every blow, Shen Cong's body would collapse by more than 90%, and even flesh and mud could not describe the moment Shen Cong was injured.  .  However, Shen Cong recovered in a moment and continued to attack as if nothing had happened, and the blood mist sprayed out would automatically return to Shen Cong's body.  With each step, Shen Cong was chasing Du Feiming.  The people around him were stunned. Shen Cong actually had the upper hand in the scene, and it was a huge advantage.  The attacks were so dense that it was breathless, leaving Du Feiming no chance to retreat. More importantly, Du Feiming was a little bit blinded. He was completely unable to understand the situation in front of him. It was obvious that he would sink every time.  He is almost killed, but always recovers from his injuries. Is this what a practitioner should do?  In other words, are there any creatures in the world with such perverted abilities?  "Bang!" There was a crisp sound, which was not conspicuous in the continuous collisions, but Du Feiming's face turned pale, and a small piece of debris flew into the distance with the surrounding energy storm.  It was a crack belonging to the Condensing Water Sword. After hundreds of collisions, Du Feiming's all-out attack finally caused the Condensing Water Sword to break, and Shen Cong's momentum increased to the highest point, and his blood boiled to the limit.  "Ten directions of heaven and earth!" The dragon roared and thousands of dragons swam. The next moment, the dragons suddenly gathered together, leaving only ten dragons surrounding Shen Cong.  The dragon has two horns on its head, which is already close to the real dragon, and the power of each dragon is the five-star king.  Shen Cong held the Condensing Water Sword with one hand, combined his fist and sword, and punched Du Feiming.  "Boom!" The space confined within a radius of ten miles suddenly shattered, and a stream of light rose into the sky, broke through the space, jumped into it, and disappeared.  PS: Make your first order!
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