"Keng"
Ling Dao's fists hit the middle-grade sword, and it made a sound of breaking through gold and cracking stone. His current physical body is completely comparable to a middle-grade sword. Even if Luo Yongkang used his killing move, it was still not enough for Ling Dao. Even in terms of realm, Ling Dao is higher than Luo Yongkang, let alone other aspects.
In terms of swordsmanship, Ling Dao completely defeated Luo Yongkang. In terms of physical strength, Luo Yongkang couldn't keep up with Ling Dao. In terms of original power, Luo Yongkang did master 100% of the original power. However, Ling Dao mastered three kinds of original power, which gave him a huge advantage over Luo Yongkang.
The killing moves performed by Luo Yongkang were nothing in Ling Dao's eyes. It's not that Luo Yongkang's swordsmanship is not powerful enough, but that Ling Dao's eyesight is so strong that he can see the weakness of Da Luo's Jue Ming Slash at a glance. A seemingly random punch actually contained Ling Dao's understanding of swordsmanship.
In terms of attainments in swordsmanship, Ling Dao is definitely far superior to the King of Qiankun Realm, because his realm in his previous life was relatively high. Not to mention Luo Yongkang, even Luo Chen was far inferior to Ling Dao in swordsmanship. With Ling Dao's current strength, it is simply too easy to deal with Luo Yongkang.
"His physical body is too strong, isn't it?"
"Even the middle-grade sword has been bent, it's unbelievable!"
"What state is he in now, and why is he so arrogant?"
Even the elders of the Sutra Pavilion widened their eyes. He was from the Tianjian Sect and had seen many powerful people. But someone like Ling Dao, who was clearly a swordsman, could use two fists to break the killing move of a peak warrior in the Origin Realm. Moreover, he was only sixteen or seventeen years old. This was the first time he had seen it.
As a sixth-grade force, there are definitely not a few geniuses in the Tianjian Sect. Unfortunately, no matter what the elders of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion think, they can't find anyone who can rival Ling Dao. It's not that he wasn't so powerful when he was sixteen or seventeen years old, but it was because Ling Dao's training time was too short.
If you practice since childhood, it is not impossible to become a warrior in the Mortal Realm by the age of sixteen or seventeen. However, Ling Dao only reached the physical state last year. In just over a year, he became as strong as he is now. His improvement speed is even a little scary. Anyway, the elders of Zangjing Pavilion have never seen anyone improve so fast.
At this time, the middle-grade sword in Luo Yongkang's hand was already bent, and Ling Dao even grabbed the middle-grade sword. His palm was only holding the blade of a middle-grade sword, and there were no wounds, which showed how strong his physical body was. Whether it was the disciples of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, the disciples of the Anshan clan, or others, they were all stunned.
"With your little ability, you still want to kill me?"
Ling Dao looked at Luo Yongkang coldly, and the strength in his hand gradually increased. For most of the warriors present, the middle-grade sword was sharp enough, but now the middle-grade sword in Luo Yongkang's hands was like a toy in Ling Dao's hands, and it was eventually twisted into a twist.
Throwing away the twist-shaped middle-grade sword, Ling Dao used his right hand to pick up Luo Yongkang. He held Luo Yongkang's collar tightly, and no matter how Luo Yongkang resisted, it had no effect. Without the middle-grade sword, Luo Yongkang is like a tiger whose teeth have been pulled out.
"You still dare to move?"
Ling Dao stretched out his left hand and suddenly grabbed Luo Yongkang's hands, and then the others heard a crisp sound. Luo Yongkang's forehead was even covered with cold sweat. His arms had been broken, and the severe pain made him scream.
Then, Ling Dao stepped on Luo Yongkang's stomach, and Luo Yongkang's body flew backwards at an extremely fast speed like a cannonball. Unfortunately, before he could fly far, Ling Dao caught him again. Just like carrying a little chicken, Ling Dao easily picked up Luo Yongkang.
"Elder, deputy sect master, was he the one who injured you earlier? Was he the one who threatened to destroy our Sky-Splitting Sword Sect?"
With a roar, Ling Dao used Luo Yongkang as a stick and slammed it on the ground. With Ling Dao's strength, such an action would naturally make Luo Yongkang fall to pieces. Fortunately, Ling Dao's control of strength was extremely precise, otherwise Luo Yongkang would have been smashed into a puddle of mud.
"You can beat me as you please, as long as you have fun. If you beat me to death, it's mine!"
After throwing Luo Yongkang in front of the elders of the Sutra Pavilion and others, Ling Dao said with a smile. The elders of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and Zhuang Xin were both kind to Ling Dao. Even though Ling Dao was now at a higher level and stronger than them, he still regarded them as their elders.
Luo Yongkang's previous incident of injuring the elder and Zhuang Xin of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion naturally could not be forgotten easily. Now that Luo Yongkang has lost his middle-grade sword and both his arms are broken, he is unable to attack Zhuang Xin and the elders of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Ling Dao threw Luo Yongkang in front of them just to vent their anger.
"You! I am the prince of the Daluo Dynasty. Which of you dares to do something to me?"
Unfortunately, before Luo Yongkang could finish his words, Ling Dao stepped on his face. Ling Dao even signaled for the disciples of the Splitting Sky Sword Sect to take action. The elders of the Sutra Pavilion and Zhuang Xin were relatively stable, but many young disciples were ready to make a move.
I don't know who was the first to take action. Later, a large group of disciples of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect punched and kicked Luo Yongkang. After that, Zhuang Xin and the elders of Zangjing Pavilion finally couldn't bear it anymore and began to beat Luo Yongkang violently.
Luo Yongkang is a prince after all. Although he is not taken seriously in the royal family, outsiders, others really have to give him some respect. He never imagined that one day he would be beaten up by a group of people in public.
In particular, many of the disciples of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect were of low level and young. They should have looked up to Luo Yongkang. But now, Luo Yongkang was stepped on by them and beaten hard. With Ling Dao beside him, even if Luo Yongkang wanted to resist, it would be in vain.
"Tell me, where are Anshan Taiping and the others?"
Without caring about Luo Yongkang's life or death, Ling Dao came directly to Anshan Taifeng. Even Luo Yongkang was beaten into a human shape, so Anshan Taifeng was naturally extremely afraid of Ling Dao. Seeing Ling Dao walking towards him, he really wanted to turn around and leave, but unfortunately he didn't have the courage.
"If they die, then you won't be able to survive today!"
Ling Dao did not put the sword on Anshan Taifeng's neck, but even so, Anshan Taifeng was still trembling with fear. Anshan Taifeng naturally did not dare to offend someone who even the prince dared to beat up. Moreover, Ling Dao is the Xiaoyao King, and his status is much higher than him.
"Asshole, I'm the prince, how dare you do this to me!"
Without Ling Dao standing beside him, Luo Yongkang immediately shouted. Unfortunately, before Ling Dao could take action this time, the disciples of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect took action frantically. Luo Yongkang's cry was quickly drowned out by other sounds.
Seeing Luo Yongkang's fate, Anshan Taifeng also shrank his neck. Being beaten violently by those disciples of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, the pain was secondary, the main reason was that it was too embarrassing. If this matter spreads, Luo Yongkang may become the laughing stock of the entire Daluo Dynasty.
"They... are not dead, they are just... locked up... That's all!"
Anshan Taifeng said hesitantly. While speaking, he carefully looked at Ling Dao's face. When he saw Ling Dao's face darken, he couldn't help but retreat. However, Ling Dao was faster and slapped him hard on the face.
"You are so brave! You threatened to destroy my Sky Splitting Sword Sect earlier, right?"
The force of this slap was too great. Not only did Anshan Taifeng's mouth bleed, but many of his teeth may have fallen out. Unfortunately, Anshan Taifeng did not dare to say anything bad about Ling Dao. If he really angered Ling Dao, he might be killed by Ling Dao.
"Don't dare, don't dare. If I had known you were in the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect, even if you gave me a hundred courages, I wouldn't have dared to take action against the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect!"
Originally, Anshan Taifeng wanted to blame everything on Luo Yongkang, but after thinking about Luo Yongkang's identity, he could only say this. Luo Yongkang is a child of the royal family. Although Luo Yongkang is miserable now, the entire Daluo Dynasty belongs to their Luo family. If Luo Yongkang is offended, who knows what miserable ending he will have in the future.
"I didn't expect that it would be so satisfying to beat up the peak warrior of the origin realm. As expected, senior brother is the best!"
"He is not only a peak warrior in the origin realm, but also the prince of the Daluo Dynasty. I can't imagine that I can actually kill the prince!"
"We are quite courageous. We even dare to hit the prince, and we are quite ruthless!"
At this time, Luo Yongkang was almost dying. His fine clothes were already in tatters, and there were bloodstains everywhere on the ground. A prince at the peak of his Origin Realm was beaten like this. I'm afraid it has never happened before.
"Ling Dao, are we going too far in doing this?"
Duan Zhenghui asked worriedly. Beating the prince of the Daluo Dynasty was simply a treasonous crime. He was so impulsive now that even Duan Zhenghui couldn't help but step on Luo Yongkang a few times. But when Duan Zhenghui calmed down, he became worried.
After all, the Sky Splitting Sword Sect is only a tenth-grade force. Compared with the Daluo Dynasty, which is an eighth-grade force, there is a huge difference. If the royal family decides to get rid of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, then the Sky Splitting Sword Sect will have no ability to resist. Thinking of all the terrible consequences, Duan Zhenghui regretted it. He should have discouraged others before.
"Don't worry, Sect Leader. He's just a prince. If you beat him, you'll beat him. Is there anything wrong with him?"
Ling Dao returned to the Da Luo Dynasty this time because he wanted to seek revenge from the royal family, so naturally he would not care about a prince being beaten. In his opinion, Duan Zhenghui's worries were all unnecessary. Anyway, if he wants to beat Luo Yongkang, he can do it without any psychological burden.
"All I know is that anyone who dares to bully my Heaven-Splitting Sword Sect will be killed! Anyone who dares to threaten to raze our Heaven-Splitting Sword Sect to the ground will be killed without mercy!"
Ling Dao's voice rang out in the field, and all the disciples of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect couldn't help but clenched their fists. Duan Zhenghui, Zhuang Xin and others looked at Ling Dao with eyes full of pride and joy!