Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

The sound of tearing cloth echoed, Dongfang Chun’s robe was sliced open by Ling Feng’s elusive Sword Qi, splattering crimson blood that stained the long sky.

In Dongfang Chun’s eyes, surged an intensely fierce hatred.

He had already ascended to Saint Level, the most outstanding genius of the Inner Sect of Du Yue Heaven Palace, and even amongst the Elders, yet now, he was beaten so embarrassingly by Ling Feng!

”Damn it!”

Dongfang Chun finally realized that if he really treated Ling Feng as an ant, this battle today would surely end in his defeat.

”I absolutely cannot lose!”

Ling Feng had his own beliefs, likewise, Dongfang Chun had his pride.

In an instant, Dongfang Chun’s aura changed dramatically, he no longer opened his mouth nor dodged, allowing Ling Feng’s Sword Qi to fiercely attack his Protective Gang Qi, while he merely raised his sword horizontally.

Bzzz bzzz!

Ling Feng’s eyelid twitched slightly; this was the Power of Saint!

Ling Feng could feel being locked on and pierced, the next moment, Dongfang Chun moved, rolling waves surrounded him, forcefully dispelling all of Ling Feng’s terrifying Sword Qi.

So-called One Force Drops Ten Meetings, when power reaches the extreme, all techniques become useless.

Dongfang Chun’s strategy was simple, to completely crush Ling Feng using his formidable Power of Saint.

”Dongfang Chun’s getting serious!”

”A Saint Level expert dealing with a half-waste Ling Feng, actually using the Power of Saint, it seems Dongfang Chun is really unwilling!”

Everyone was discussing this passionately, and on the high platform, the elder from the Dongfang Family clenched his teacup tightly.

He had just said that if Dongfang Chun lost this battle, he would eat the teacup.

Yet the current situation, although Ling Feng may not necessarily win, he actually forced Dongfang Chun to this level, which was truly unexpected.

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”Ling Feng, being able to force me to use the Power of Saint, you can be proud!”

Dongfang Chun roared lowly, with one sword swipe, he cleared away Ling Feng’s elusive Sword Qi and fiercely thrust toward Ling Feng.

Ten Directions Annihilation swept across, Ling Feng struck out with a sword slash, fiery flames wrapping the Sword Edge, Dragon Elephant Divine Power erupted instantly.

All sorts of trump cards exploded simultaneously.

What about the Power of Saint?

Today, I, Ling Feng, will annihilate the Saint!

Ling Feng let out a low roar, actually using Dragon Elephant Divine Power combined with Swallowing Flame Power, clashing directly against the Power of Saint.

No techniques, no tricks.

In everyone’s eyes, they only saw two crazed figures, continuously battling, continuously slashing, gradually bleeding, every blow making contact!

One-quarter hour!

Ten minutes!

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”Fall for me!”

Having attacked unsuccessfully for a long time, Dongfang Chun had long lost his patience.

He finally brought out his last trump card.

”This is the Mahayana Sword Dao I acquired from Ancient Ruins, the Divine Eye Sword Technique!”

Dongfang Chun’s expression twisted with rage, his silver eyes coldly staring at Ling Feng.

So-called Divine Eye Sword Technique, Divine Eye, Divine Spirit’s Eye!

That power to discern everything, Ling Feng was all too familiar with.

It could be said, Dongfang Chun’s display of the Divine Eye Sword Technique was almost equivalent to a weaker version of the Emperor’s Eye.

All along, Ling Feng used the ability of Weakness Perception to defeat opponent after opponent, and now, there finally came a day when he was seen through.

However, a weakened version is still a weakened version, let alone, the Divine Eye Sword Technique is merely Mahayana Sword Dao, not even Supreme Sword Dao, how could it possibly compare to the Emperor’s Eye?

Ling Feng’s Emperor’s Eye only needed a glance at the opponent’s Martial Technique to easily master it, in front of the Emperor’s Eye, Dongfang Chun’s Divine Eye Sword Technique was nothing but garbage.

”It should be over!”

Dongfang Chun gripped the Long Sword, this battle had dragged on for far too long.

”Divine Eye Sword Technique? Take a glance and see through one for me!”

Ling Feng’s voice carried a hint of disdain, the next moment, golden light burst around Ling Feng, and unbelievably, two clones identical to him appeared instantaneously!

Three ”Ling Fengs” scattered instantly in three different directions.

”Trivial skill, dare to show off?”

Dongfang Chun sneered, daring to use such an Eye-Blocking Technique under his Divine Eye?

Silver light flickered in his eyes, Dongfang Chun scanned across Ling Feng’s three figures, yet the next moment, his expression froze.

Under his Divine Eye’s perception, each Ling Feng turned out to be the real Ling Feng!

”How is this possible?”

Dongfang Chun was dumbfounded, the Divine Eye that could see through everything seemed suddenly ineffective?

Yet how could he know, Ling Feng used the Great Creation Technique to create the clones, each one indeed was himself, each bearing Ling Feng’s unique life imprint, naturally could deceive his Divine Eye.

Not only Dongfang Chun but even the elders and great figures on the high platform were all showing astonished expressions, none could discern which was Ling Feng’s true body.

”Divine Eye? Dongfang Chun, why don’t you see which one is the real me?”

Ling Feng’s laughter soared into the Nine Heavens, Dongfang Chun enraged and ashamed, crazily urged the Power of Saint, exploding and radiating from his center.

”Why do I need to tell them apart, if I destroy them all, it’s the same!”

Dongfang Chun felt a strong humiliation to his pride yet was unwilling to admit it, actually using such a foolish approach to launch indiscriminate attacks in all directions.

However, this played right into Ling Feng’s hands.

Dongfang Chun had not long ascended to Saint Level, and although the Power of Saint was undoubtedly his strongest method, even Ling Feng dared not rashly confront it, needing to avoid its sharpness, otherwise, he risked getting severely injured.

But similarly, the Power of Saint was actually his weakest link.

After all, nurturing the Power of Saint requires a significant amount of time and effort, he had ascended to Saint Level not long ago, yet the meager amount of Power of Saint within him, how long could it endure such unreserved eruption?