"Come at me!"

Seeing Xiang Bufan who was walking over, Ling Dao laughed instead. If he only used the sword, Xiang Bufan might be able to fight him, but it was only a close combat.

Xiang Bufan was a sword cultivator, but he could actually fight with his bare hands against Ling Dao. This was his greatest mistake. In his eyes, Ling Dao was just a Rus.h.i.+ng the Sky Stage Ranker, which was why he was so careless. If Ling Dao was also a air defence Ranker, he definitely wouldn't be like this.

The clash of his fists and palms was a contest of strength, physical toughness, and the strength of his zhenqi. Although Xiang Bufan was merely at the peak of the Late Air Defense, in these aspects, Ling Dao was not at a disadvantage at all.

Normally speaking, the toughness of the Late stage Imperial Sky Realm martial artist's body, strength, and density of true energy far exceeded that of the peak Rus.h.i.+ng the Sky Stage. However, Ling Dao was training in the Desolate Immortal Slaying Force, a unique cultivation technique that should not exist in the world, causing Ling Dao to have long since broken all common sense.

Previously, everyone thought that Ling Dao was clearly at a disadvantage, but in that instant, the situation had reversed. Ling Dao's fists fiercely punched onto Xiang Bufan's palms. The explosive strength behind his punches caused Xiang Bufan's expression to greatly change.

"Crack!"

Who was Ling Dao? In his previous life, he had killed countless people who he should have killed. He naturally would not miss such a great opportunity. When Xiang Bufan was retreating, Ling Dao suddenly leaped up, and rushed towards Xiang Bufan.

There were streaks of lightning flas.h.i.+ng on top of Ling Dao's fists. The speed of Xiang Bufan's retreat was naturally not as fast as Ling Dao's advance. His fists fiercely punched into Xiang Bufan's chest, causing Xiang Bufan's chest to cave in and even break his breastbone completely.

Bang.

Xiang Bufan's body fell hard onto the ground, with Ling Dao's foot stepping even further down. They had originally wanted to step on Ling Dao under their feet, but never would they have thought that Xiang Bufan would be stepped on by Ling Dao in the blink of an eye.

"Elder Xiang actually lost?"

"Late stage Imperial Sky Realm martial artist was actually defeated by a Rus.h.i.+ng the Sky Stage Ranker?"

Even Hong Tairan's expression became serious. The great battle earlier, was enough to show that Ling Dao's physical strength and strength was not inferior to the Late stage Imperial Sky Realm martial artist's. If it was a close combat, Cheng Wu and the rest would not be a match for Ling Dao.

Cheng Wu walked out from the crowd. With Xiang Bufan as an example, he naturally would not fight with Ling Dao empty-handed. He immediately took out the black iron sword. As elders of Heavy Sword Sect, their most powerful skill was naturally Darksteel Sword Art, not palm techniques. Every time Xiang Bufan struck out with his palm, it would be done in a casual manner.

"The heavy sword has no edge!"

The moment he appeared, Cheng Wu immediately brandished his black iron sword and slashed towards Ling Dao. The Heavy Sword Sect Disciple s in the distance all cheered loudly. They had already forgotten about Xiang Bufan's previous failure, now they only wanted to see him unleash his divine might.

The Darksteel Sword Art released by Late stage Imperial Sky Realm martial artist was naturally much more tyrannical than those disciples. To be able to see Cheng Wu use the Darksteel Sword Art with their own eyes was naturally their fortune.

Ling Dao's words, however, nearly caused him to vomit blood due to anger. Since when did a little fellow with Rus.h.i.+ng the Sky Stage dare to speak to him in such a way? Could it be that his Late Air Defense cultivation was fake?

The furious Cheng Wu attacked with his full strength. The sword beam that had billowed with True Qi that was thirty meters wide slashed down toward Ling Dao, as if it wanted to cut Ling Dao into two halves. In close combat, he felt that he was not Ling Dao's match, but in his view, his sword techniques definitely far surpa.s.sed Ling Dao's.

"Your Darksteel Sword Art, is worse than mine! Let me show you what a heavy sword with no edge is like! "

Behind Ling Dao, there was also a black iron sword. It was the sword of Deputy Sect Master Zhong Tailong. He had pretended to be the special envoy of the Heavy Sword Sect, so naturally, he wouldn't be carrying her own Heavenly Thunder Sword. It was true that he had never seen the Darksteel Sword Art before, but he understood the principles behind it.

"How is this possible? Didn't they say he was a Sky Cracking Sword Sect Disciple? How could he know the sword techniques of our Heavy Sword Sect? "

Just as Hong Tairan and the others were shocked, Ling Dao's black iron sword had already collided with Xiang Bufan's black iron sword. During the clash between the swords, the tyrannical power was clas.h.i.+ng. A stone raised a thousand ripples as waves of true energy rushed out in all directions.

The house closest to Ling Dao started to shake, as if it would collapse at any moment. Many true qi realm disciples retreated, as they could not endure the aftermath of the battle. They could only stand in the distance and watch from the sidelines.

"Could it be that Sky-splitting Sword Sect has already secretly learned our Heavy Sword Sect's Darksteel Sword Art?"

"If that's really the case, doesn't that mean that there's a traitor in our Heavy Sword Sect?"

As the strongest middle graded sword technique in the Heavy Sword Sect, the Patriarch naturally would not foolishly pa.s.s it down to everyone. Only the direct descendant of the clan master could learn the true core of the Darksteel Sword Art. The Darksteel Sword Art that Zhong Taicang had used was several times better than Cheng Wu.

Ling Dao had personally witnessed Zhong Taicang unleas.h.i.+ng the Darksteel Sword Art, and his achievements in the way of the sword, so the Darksteel Sword Art he could unleash, was a bit better than Cheng Wu's. In just the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Cheng Wu had been suppressed by Ling Dao.

"This is not true! It's not true! "Ahhh!"

Completely suppressed, Cheng Wu shouted incoherently. In such a large crowd, when using the Darksteel Sword Art, one could not even compare to a Rus.h.i.+ng the Sky Stage warrior. He was truly unable to accept such a thing. Could he have lived all these years for nothing?

"Cheng Wu is actually not that guy's opponent. Could he be hiding his realm?"

"That's impossible, he's only fifteen or sixteen years old, and becoming a Rus.h.i.+ng the Sky Stage warrior is already considered to be a genius. If he was a air defence Ranker, would you believe it? "

"Elder Cheng Wu, he is only at the Rus.h.i.+ng the Sky Stage, while you are at the air defence.

Until now, the rhythm of the battle had been completely controlled by Ling Dao. If Cheng Wu flew high into the sky, then the rhythm would be controlled by Cheng Wu. Cheng Wu stood in the air, and could unleash attacks whenever he wanted to. Moreover, it was also hard for Ling Dao to guard against it.

Cheng Wu's expression shook, and then he flew up into the sky. No matter how strong Ling Dao was, he was just a Rus.h.i.+ng the Sky Stage Ranker after all. After all, Rus.h.i.+ng the Sky Stage Warriors could not control the air and fly, so Cheng Wu finally relaxed.

"The person who reminded you, I'm afraid he has a grudge against you, no? To fly high in the sky and become a live target? "

Ling Dao let out a cold laugh, but the words that came out of his mouth caused Cheng Wu's face to change. His performance was completely different from what Cheng Wu had imagined. Now, looking at it, it seemed that Ling Dao hoped for him to fly up high in the sky, and it should be Ling Dao trying to scare him, right?

Cheng Wu's words were purely to boost himself up, but Ling Dao didn't say anything, and just fiercely threw the black iron sword in his hands out. The black iron sword's speed was extremely fast, like an arrow that had left the bow, it shot towards Cheng Wu.

The black iron sword was fast, but it was a pity that Cheng Wu managed to avoid it in the end. A trace of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. In the next moment, Cheng Wu felt a huge sense of danger, and the Heavenly Thunder Sword was thrown out by Ling Dao, its speed was even faster.

Behind the Heavenly Thunder Sword, there was even a broken sword, which was even faster than the Heavenly Thunder Sword. No matter how fast Cheng Wu's reaction was, he could only barely dodge the Heavenly Thunder Sword. Cheng Wu didn't believe that he would die so grievously even at death's door!