C368 Young Master Zhang Was Safe and Sound
C368 Young Master Zhang Was Safe and Sound
However, all of a sudden, he decided to use Eighth Prince as a test subject to test the power of the Wrath of Thunder God combined combat skill.
With this thought in mind, Zhang Lingfeng stared at Eighth Prince, who had a look of "seeing a ghost," and said with a mocking tone.
"Eighth Prince, is this all you have? If you don't have any other trump cards, I'm afraid you won't have the chance to step on me today. "
As he finished his words. . . Zhang Lingfeng didn't try to hide the sarcasm in his voice.
After he finished speaking, he no longer concealed his cultivation. He unleashed the strength of his Qi and blood without holding anything back.
"Hmm? First Level of Void Shocking Stage?"
Sensing Zhang Lingfeng's cultivation base, Qin Tianxiong couldn't help but clench his fist tightly, and his expression gradually turned ugly.
To be honest, the scene in front of him had completely exceeded his expectations.
He still remembered clearly that the last time he fought Zhang Lingfeng, that brat's cultivation base was even weaker than his.
But now, his opponent's cultivation base was equal to his.
There was something unusual about this.
However, now wasn't the time to let his imagination run wild.
Qin Tianxiong's face twitched when he heard Zhang Lingfeng's words that were filled with ridicule. He immediately gritted his teeth.
"Brat, don't be complacent. I was just testing with a knife.
Since you don't know the immensity of heaven and earth, then next, I'll let you see my true strength. "
As soon as he finished speaking, a brilliant light shot out explosively from his eyes. With a thought, a long halberd with a domineering appearance and a formidable aura emanated from its entire body appeared in his hand.
"This is. . . A Natal Divine Weapon?!"
Zhang Lingfeng, who was not far away, felt the fluctuation from the halberd in Eighth Prince's hand. His eyes couldn't help but narrow as he whispered to himself.
Weapons that could withstand the infusion of martial artists' Yuan energy and increase a martial artist's combat strength were collectively called Divine Weapons.
The more advanced a Divine Weapon was, the more it could increase a martial artist's combat strength.
Divine Weapons were divided from low to high: Low Divine Weapon, High Divine Weapon, and Natal Divine Weapon.
It was rumored that it was above a Natal Divine Weapon. There were even more powerful treasures.
What Eighth Prince was holding in his hand was the natal weapon.
The conditions for the birth of a Natal Divine Weapon were harsh.
They were all experts who had reached a certain level of cultivation. After using their Yuan energy to nourish and refine their Advanced Divine Weapons for many years, they would have a chance to form a Natal Divine Weapon.
For example, in the Great Qin Country, even those warriors who had reached the Life and Death Stage did not have a Natal Divine Weapon.
From this, one could see how rare a Natal Divine Weapon was.
It had been some time since Zhang Lingfeng came to the Xuanhuang Great Continent.
He had heard of these basic knowledge.
As for Qin Tianxiong, as Eighth Prince of the Great Qin Country, he had a noble background and was backed by the royal family.
If not, with Qin Tianxiong's Void Shocking Stage cultivation base, he would never have such a treasure.
"World Annihilation Dragon! Go to hell!"
Just as Zhang Lingfeng's attention was attracted by the halberd in Eighth Prince's hand, a voice filled with endless killing intent suddenly rang in his ears.
Zhang Lingfeng's eyes focused. He subconsciously looked over and found a violent and overbearing energy fluctuation spreading out from Eighth Prince's body.
At the same time, he saw the long halberd in Eighth Prince's hand. Its entire body was glowing with a golden light, and it was producing a clear buzzing sound.
Following Eighth Prince's movement, a golden light burst out from the halberd, tearing the void apart. It let out a sharp whistling sound as it shot towards Zhang Lingfeng.
The power of this golden light was incomparably terrifying, as if it was going to split the space apart. It was extremely shocking.
Qin Tianhong and Qin Bingning who were not far away saw the attack of Qin Tianxiong, and their eyes instantly became serious.
Qin Tianhong said in a low voice, "I, Eighth Brother, have used the World-Destroying Dragon Strike, which is a supreme technique of the royal family. My level has reached the sixth step.
Although it's only a sixth rank martial skill, its power is comparable to a seventh rank martial skill. "
"What? Its power is comparable to a rank 7 martial skill?"
As Qin Tianhong's voice fell, Duanmu Xueyan and Yan Ji were immediately shocked and their expressions became somewhat nervous.
"You guys don't have to worry. The power of this martial skill is indeed extraordinary, but Eighth Prince's cultivation is limited. He can't unleash the true power of this martial skill. "
Lin Nuo, who rarely spoke, said softly at this moment.
Although her cultivation was still sealed, her realm far surpassed everyone present. Her eyes were naturally sharp and sharp.
"That's right, you don't have to worry. "
Qin Tianhong looked at the former with a deep meaning after Lin Nuo's voice sounded. He immediately comforted everyone.
"Although the power of the World Annihilation Dragon Art is incomparably powerful, I, Eighth Brother, am unable to unleash its true power.
I believe that with Mr. Zhang's ability, he should be able to break this attack with ease. "
Yan Ji and Duanmu Xueyan, who were standing at the side, nodded their heads when they heard this. However, the nervousness on their faces did not disappear. Their eyes were fixed on the battlefield.
At the same time, in the battlefield, Zhang Lingfeng stood still on the spot. He looked at the golden waterfall that tore apart the void and was getting closer to him. His expression was still very calm.
He was planning to use Eighth Prince as his test subject.
Therefore, when faced with this attack, Zhang Lingfeng just stood there without moving.
"Thunder God Transformation. "
Zhang Lingfeng roared in his heart. He circulated the blood in his body and unleashed the Wrath of Thunder God Combination Combat Skill. This was the Thunder God Transformation Combat Skill.
The Thunder God Transformation combat skill consumed the blood and qi in his body, stimulating the potential of his body and increasing the power of the Physical Body Defensing.
If the Thunder God Transformation was pushed to its peak, it would be able to increase the Physical Body Defensing's power by 18 times with the original foundation.
With Zhang Lingfeng's clone, With his Void Shocking Stage cultivation base, he was unable to unleash the full power of the Lightning God Transformation.
If he used the Lightning God Transformation, he could at most increase the power of the Physical Body Defensing by four to five times.
One should know that the strongest aspect of body cultivators was that their physique was very strong, and could even be compared to demon beasts.
It was precisely because of this that body cultivators of the same level were stronger than cultivators of the same level.
Zhang Lingfeng was a body cultivator, and his physical body possessed extremely strong defensive abilities.
It was very difficult for ordinary martial artists of the same level to break through his defense.
Now that he had used the Thunder God Transformation, his Physical Body Defensing's power had increased by four times. Its defensive power could only be described as heaven defying.
Not to mention warriors of the same level. Even if it was a warrior with a higher cultivation base than Zhang Lingfeng, as long as the gap between them was not too big, it would be very difficult to break through his Physical Body Defensing.
Currently, Eighth Prince's cultivation base was equal to Zhang Lingfeng's.
Although the level of his martial skill was quite high, his cultivation base was limited, and he was unable to unleash the true power of this martial skill.
Thus, when the golden pillar extended to Zhang Lingfeng's position, Zhang Lingfeng had already unleashed the Thunder God Transformation. A purple light flashed on his body, and his defense had increased by four to five times.
"Rumble!"
When the golden waterfall touched Zhang Lingfeng's body, a loud sound was heard from nowhere.
A violent energy wave swept in all directions from Zhang Lingfeng's position.
In an instant, the surrounding energy was wreaking havoc. Large pieces of grass were blown away, and cracks appeared on the ground where Zhang Lingfeng was standing.
Smoke and dust filled the sky. The scene was shocking.
"Stinking brat, you're really arrogant. How dare you just stand there without moving? You must have been turned into dust by my attack. "
Eighth Prince looked at the spot where the smoke and dust was wreaking havoc. He guessed that Zhang Lingfeng might have already died under his martial skill. A cruel and cold smile emerged on his face.
"This is bad. "
Not far away, Qin Tianhong and his sister, Yan Ji, Duanmu Xueyan and the others did not expect Zhang Lingfeng to not dodge. They stood still and took Eighth Prince's attack. Their expressions changed.
The scene just now had completely exceeded their expectations, so they didn't even have time to react.
"What's going on with Mr. Zhang? He clearly can handle that attack, but why is he standing still?"
Qin Tianhong furrowed his brows, his face full of confusion.
"This is bad. Eighth Prince's strike just now was very difficult to deal with. Will Lingfeng be alright?"
Duanmu Xueyan said worriedly.
After she finished speaking, she planned to head to the battlefield to check on the situation.
"Miss Duanmu, you don't have to be nervous. Young Master Zhang is safe and sound. "
Duanmu Xueyan was just about to make a move when she heard Lin Nuo at the side staring at the center of the battlefield with a profound meaning.