Long Zun was furious.
He roared, and turned into a ray of light that pierced Feng Qingyang directly, with his spear flying. This extremely ruthless man used his own body as material and refined it into an existence that surpassed the supreme Taoist weapon.
As it flipped, the void shattered and collapsed, and the sharp edge of the spear was revealed, evolving into countless small worlds that appeared one after another, accompanying the edge of the spear, and all of them were pressed down and fell with a loud bang.
Feng Qingyang's expression did not change. He looked deeply at Long Zun with a murderous look in his eyes. Among the people here, the one he least wanted to kill was King Changqing. However, on the other hand, the person he most wanted to kill was Long Zun.
This person is narrow-minded and has no tolerance at all. Compared with the uprightness of King Changqing, he is like a poisonous snake in the darkness. No one knows when he will suddenly appear and deal a fatal blow to him.
He raised his hand and kept pinching the magic spell. The lotus leaf in his hand suddenly became bigger, like a banana fan. Looking at the oncoming spear, he swung it forward resolutely.
A green light shot out, and when his mentality changed, his attack was filled with unfathomable murderous intent, and there was no possibility of showing mercy. Qinglian no longer had peace and indifference, and there was only murderous intent after the outbreak, and shocking green halos. It seemed simple, but in fact it contained the power to destroy the heavens.
Boom! Under the violent collision, Long Zun suddenly screamed and flew backwards. The spear in his hand was twisted beyond recognition, as if he had suffered a huge blow in an instant. The Dao rhyme that was originally blooming also disappeared at the moment he flew backwards, almost turning into a piece of scrap copper and rotten iron.
"So powerful." The Changqing King on the side stopped attacking after Long Zun took the lead. His kingly heart destined him to be proud, so he stood aside and watched without taking action. Similarly, he was also preventing others from taking action.
"That green light... what kind of power is contained in it?" Many powerful people here were shocked and their pupils shrank. Feng Qingyang's seemingly random attack once again caused them a visual shock. Even if it was just a superficial display, the fact that the spear in Long Zun's hand was bent was an unyielding fact.
You have to know that Long Zun is a strong man among them. Even they don't have the confidence to compete with him. Although they are in the same realm, there are still people who are better than him. This terrifying genius of the Middle Ages, a figure who can shake the whole era with just a stomp of his foot, actually suffered a great loss at the hands of Feng Qingyang. Not only that, but even his own Taoist weapon was damaged.
"You are looking for death. How dare you destroy my magic weapon." Long Zun jumped up with a ferocious look on his face. Although the scream came from his mouth, there was no obvious injury on his body. The bent spear in his hand recovered the moment he stood up. The armor on his body flashed with a breathtaking cold light. He was still so powerful.
"My magic weapon surpasses the supreme Taoist weapon. Do you think you can truly destroy it with your Taoist principles? As long as I am not dead, you will never be able to break my defense." He shouted sternly, his whole body burning violently. The blood-red light was overwhelming, drowning everything in the world. Everything he saw was scarlet.
He kicked his foot and rushed forward with the spear in hand, while his other hand quickly made incantations, his mind divided into two parts, which did not affect his strength at all. In the blink of an eye, the world collapsed, countless divine lights sprayed out, and the powerful murderous intent locked onto Feng Qingyang, and then he rushed forward to kill.
He is just a real madman, a super ruthless man, who dares to refine his own body. No one knows how powerful he is. What's more, his original body is a dragon body with the blood of the ancient blue dragon. It would be a joke to say that he is not powerful.
It can even be said that he himself is an existence that surpasses the supreme Taoist weapon, but he still retains his own soul and intelligence.
In the distance, Qian Shangli and others watched Long Zun take action, and they all became worried about Feng Qingyang again. This time, he couldn't help but want to take action. The rules of reincarnation crushed the front, and he was about to break through the air, but in the blink of an eye, he was stopped by Li Ge and others.
"Brother, please don't take action. We can't be of any help to him at all." He said in a deep voice. Qian Shangli's eyes regained calmness. He looked deeply ahead and said he understood. At the same time, he was also glad that Li Ge held him back at the critical moment. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
“Senior Brother…” Mo Qianxiao looked at him mischievously. Although she didn’t say anything, her eyes already expressed the meaning. You know, he was the one holding Li Ge’s hand before, but now the roles were reversed. It was inevitable that it was a bit awkward, but he was really worried about Feng Qingyang’s safety.
"I want to see who is stronger, you or my body." Long Zun was furious. His body turned into a ray of light while spinning. His fist flew out like a dragon, blasting the blue world spreading out from Feng Qingyang. He locked onto the center of Feng Qingyang's eyebrows, which was already on his hand, and went straight for the opponent's head again.
Tens of thousands of people gasped and looked at Feng Qingyang in shock. Some female monks even closed their eyes, not daring to look at the bloody scene again. They were unwilling and wanted to help Feng Qingyang, but when they thought of their own strength, they felt helpless and powerless, so depressed that they almost vomited blood.
“Speaking of cruel, there is no one more cruel than you.” Feng Qingyang’s eyes were as fast as lightning, and the green lotus immediately transformed, surrounded by purple light, and suddenly turned into a purple lightsaber, but this lightsaber was very different from the previous ones.
The green color was contained inside, and the purple light was surrounding it. As it rotated, the purple air came from the east for 80,000 miles, and the void was completely filled with purple light. Almost in an instant, Feng Qingyang raised the lightsaber upside down and swung it at the oncoming Dragon Lord with his backhand.
Boom!
This sword was so brilliant that even the peerless swordsman was shocked. Although it did not contain the profound meaning of swordsmanship like his, he did see the domineering and fearless in it. This was just the state of unity between man and sword, but this state made the two of them look extremely powerful.
The purple light gathered thousands of feet, and at the moment the sword was swung, all of it madly entered the lightsaber. To others, it was just a light, a bright light, a light they could not understand. The roar sounded directly, shaking their eardrums.
After a long time, the light curtain in the sky disappeared, and they only saw Feng Qingyang standing calmly in the void, his white clothes fluttering, and there was nothing else except blood appearing between his eyebrows again.
As for Long Zun, he stayed less than ten feet away from Feng Qingyang, looking at him in shock. His eyes, which had been shining brightly, began to dim. When the breeze blew, he suddenly lost his balance and fell from the void.