"Boy, you are so arrogant!" Although the power that burst out from Wandong made Ping Feipeng feel uneasy, but for him to be in a young and inexperienced mortal world that he had always looked down upon. Although he gave in in front of the warrior, he refused.
"Arrogant? Hum!" Wandong's face turned cold, and he raised a golden light, wrapped Leng Shuangrong and Xu Wenchuan, and sent them to Duan Lengyan. The attitude of fighting to the end!
How could Wandong's arrogant appearance be something that a small-bellied Ping Feipeng could bear
With a loud roar, he struck out with his right palm. The giant shadow of Namoro immediately waved his giant palm and swept out a majestic silver light. At first glance, it looked like a waterfall falling from the sky. It was gorgeous and magnificent, and its power could be described as earth-shattering.
Wandong's expression was stern, and he did not retreat even an inch. He raised his palms to the sky at the same time. In his palms, two golden beams of light burst out almost at the same time. They were generally brilliant and dazzling. In terms of power alone, they were no less than Ping Feipeng.
"Break it!" Along with Wandong's roar, the two golden lights that made people afraid to look directly erupted with an unprecedented sharp and fierce attack power, and hit the silver light like a waterfall. Go up and show off your arrogance and pride in head-to-head confrontation!
Ping Feipeng sneered, curled his lips and said, "You brat, although your cultivation has made some breakthroughs, after all, you are just a small Perfection Realm warrior. You are so arrogant and do not know the depth. Are you simply asking for your own death?"
"I don't know the depth? That's right, it's just right to give it to you!" Wan Dong sneered, holding his palms up in the sky, motionless.
Bang bang bang!
The two golden lights and silver lights collided fiercely in the blink of an eye. Based on Ping Feipeng's judgment, Wandong's palm power would disappear after sustaining it for a moment at most. At that time, he would pursue the victory and completely kill Wandong under the palm of Moro in one go.
The abacus was very good, but the result surprised Ping Feipeng!
The golden light and the silver light collided, and it was not the golden light that collapsed, but the silver light. The large swaths of silver light soon began to collapse and collapse. When Ping Feipeng realized that something was wrong and wanted to remedy the situation, more than half of the swaths of silver light dissipated. On the other hand, the golden light released by Wan Dong was It seems that the more you fight, the more courage you get, and the brilliance becomes more powerful and dazzling!
"How could this happen?" Ping Feipeng's expression immediately changed, and even his tone of voice also changed dramatically.
It's not that he doesn't want to remedy the situation, it's just that the defeat has already happened, like a landslide. He wants to save it, but he can't save it!
Wandong's palm force swept across the silver light, and then he stared at the giant shadow of Moro that seemed to stand tall on the sky and the earth.
What Moro is, it’s just a shadow of Tao Qi! In Wandong's eyes, it's just superficial and not worth mentioning!
Two palms flashing with golden light hit the giant shadow of Moro almost at the same time. Moro's huge figure immediately started to shake, as if he would fall down at any time.
"No!" Ping Feipeng couldn't help but let out a low cry when he saw this. He hurriedly squeezed his fingerprints, activated the magic formula, and controlled the giant shadow of Moro. He hurriedly moved backwards to avoid Wandong's offensive.
Ping Feipeng's reaction could not be considered slow, but even so, the giant shadow of Namo Luo still suffered a big impact. As he staggered back, the silver light erupting from his body was clearly weakened and dimmed, and it seemed that his body had shrunk. Quite a few.
Unexpectedly, the seemingly arrogant and terrifying Moro could be so vulnerable and embarrassed. Even though Leng Shuangrong and Xu Wenchuan were both seriously injured, they couldn't help laughing when they saw this situation.
"Mr. Leng, in your opinion, what state is that boy Yaoting in now?" Xu Wenchuan couldn't help but asked curiously.
Leng Shuangrong frowned and pondered for a moment, then said, "I can't say for sure, but Yaoting is by no means in a simple state of perfection now. The attack power erupted from his power is higher than the tenth level of peak perfection." Give it a try!”
"Is it higher than Dzogchen? Then... what state is that?" This time, not only Xu Wenchuan was stunned, but also Wang Yangde and Leng Yuecui looked at each other.
Leng Shuangrong shook her head and murmured, "I don't know, that should be a realm that can only be achieved by the gods in the Taoist world. We mortals can only hope and sigh."
After listening to Leng Shuangrong's words, Xu Wenchuan seemed to have taken a handful of ecstasy pills in one breath. At this time, except for shaking his head, he made no other movements.
He never dared to imagine such a state. He never expected that his grandson would have reached it at such a young age. Darling, it seems like there really is a monster in the Xu family!
In fact, Wandong's realm is not as exaggerated as Leng Shuangrong said. Although Ping Feipeng absorbed a full 30% of his Tao Qi, it was not enough to help Wan Dong break through to the Great Perfection. His current realm has barely reached the tenth level of middle level, which is considered to be a perfect level.
But having said that, what Wandong practices is the Xuantian Enlightenment Technique, and what he possesses is the Xuantian Dao Qi that can dominate the Taoist world! Now, it is really no problem for him to meet the masters of the tenth level of peak perfection. No wonder she gave Leng Shuangrong the feeling that he had transcended the realm of Dzogchen.
Although he was only at the tenth level of the middle level, Wan Dong knew very well that this was only temporary. Ping Feipeng's remaining 70% of his Dao Qi is enough to take him to the top, or even further! God sent Ping Feipeng in front of him and treated Wandong very seriously. Although this battle is indeed a bit tragic, the positive impact it will bring to Wandong is difficult to measure.
"What's going on? Could it be that my middle-level yellow cultivation is no match for you, a boy from the mortal world?" Ping Feipeng finally managed to stabilize himself and the giant shadow of Moro, with a slow expression on his face. Shocked and confused, he gritted his teeth and said.
"Intermediate yellow level?" Wan Dong frowned. Although he didn't know the realms of the Taoist world, he could imagine that this yellow level was definitely the lowest level in the Taoist world. Otherwise, even with the help of Xuantian Dao Qi, it is unlikely that he can compete with it with the help of a state that has not yet reached the Great Perfection.
I wonder what realm there is beyond the yellow race? And that Li Baiyi, what state is he in
Wandong suddenly realized that for him, the great perfection of a warrior was just the beginning, not even the beginning! The road ahead is long and full of thorns, and there is no room for him to slack off!
No matter what, let’s get rid of the flat fly in front of us first! The remaining 70% of his Dao Qi may be able to help him reach the Yellow Species Realm.
With this thought in his mind, Wandong's eyes immediately became enthusiastic. It's time to enjoy this excellent human tonic!
Wan Dong's scorching gaze made Ping Feipeng's heart sink involuntarily, and a fire of anger, as if he had been slighted and insulted, suddenly burned and rolled in his chest.
"Boy, even if you have extraordinary abilities, I will kill you today!"
Ping Feipeng's roar was unusually loud, but in this situation, the louder the roar, the more it revealed his guilty conscience.
What is color and inner beauty? Pingfeipeng gave a perfect interpretation! (To be continued)