The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 225 The Tragedy of Yuqing [Part Two]

Feng Ling secretly slipped a perfectly round pill into the mouth of the old man with beard and hair, and then secretly gave instructions via telepathy. His internal energy surged and spread wildly.

When his aura reached a critical point, Feng Ling wielded the silver spear with tremendous force, showing signs of losing control.

"It is said that the Grand Elder's Black Dragon Devouring Technique is unpredictable and ever-changing. Then I, Feng, will come and experience it for myself!"

With a soft shout, Feng Ling unleashed a powerful burst of energy, launching an attack on the white-haired old man in front of him.

"Hmph, overestimating yourself!" Long Yuzhong's eyes flashed slightly, and the scepter in his hand blew a cold wind, emitting circles of pitch-black energy fluctuations, meeting the purple-robed man's silver spear without any fancy moves.

The moment the Black Dragon Scepter touched the Fire-Tipped Spear, Long Yuzhong's expression changed slightly. A gentle, inexhaustible force was transmitted back from the spear, forcing him to take two or three steps back.

Although he managed to withstand the Elder's full-force attack by a clever trick, Feng Ling's face was pale and he was in great pain. He was knocked back more than ten meters before he could barely dissipate the force and once again took up his gun and charged forward.

"Hmm... What kind of move is this? Interesting!" Seeing his opponent charging forward again with renewed vigor, it was clear that the previous attack had not caused any real damage. Long Yuzhong was quite surprised and became much more cautious when he engaged in battle with him again.

"Drink—Reach for the Moon in the Nine Heavens!"

Suddenly, a sharp whistle resounded through the sky, and a stone platform in the dueling arena emitted a dazzling golden light.

However, in his rage, the Third Elder unleashed nine punches in succession, each punch surging with power. When the ninth punch was thrown, his momentum suddenly reached its peak.

"Boom!" A punch distorted space and landed on the soft barrier, causing the two opposing water ripples to spread rapidly.

The barrier lasted only three breaths before shattering like a mirage, unleashing a terrifying explosion that struck the two deacons from the north and south.

"Pfft—!" After working together to withstand the aftershocks of the explosion, the Southern Deacon was the first to spit out a mouthful of blood and stagger back more than a hundred meters.

Immediately, a golden fist, carrying boundless pressure, hurtled towards him, piercing through the aftershocks of the explosion without hindrance, and slammed into the chest of the overwhelmed Northern Deacon, producing several sounds of bones breaking. With a single punch...
The Northern Deacon has been defeated!

Deacon Nan, this is too difficult!

Amidst a piercing wail, the Northern Deacon fell from the sky, coughing up blood, like a kite with a broken string. The Southern Deacon quickly endured his injuries and caught him in mid-air.

"Big brother... how are your injuries?" The Third Elder didn't even glance at the South and North Deacons, but landed in front of the bearded old man. He saw the Second Elder sitting cross-legged in mid-air, his aura already stabilized.

"Thanks to that little fellow's Rejuvenation Pill, my injuries have mostly healed, and my Ghost and God Power has been greatly replenished. I can barely fight again!" The old man with beard and hair stood up, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, and a long sword materialized.

The Third Elder immediately understood, and with a punch and a sword strike carrying supreme power, he directly attacked the white-haired old man.

Once again repelling the persistent purple-clad man, Long Yuzhong's expression changed drastically. He decisively threw his scepter, which transformed into a black dragon, and took the opportunity to retreat rapidly.

He clearly hadn't expected that the Third Elder, despite being surrounded by two legendary eleventh-tier experts, would still manage to cripple one and cripple the other.

"Roar!" The black dragon roared, and a cold wind swept through the area. The Second Elder and the others had to slow down their attacks, allowing Long Yuzhong to narrowly escape being killed.

"Feng Ling, you did a great job!" Under the collision of the black dragons, the golden light of the iron fist dimmed, and the Third Elder grinned as he caught a purple figure flying backward.

Every time a baby hatches, it's a new beginning!
Life isn't about persevering because of hope; it's about seeing hope because you persevere.

Amidst the myriad troubles and disturbances of the world, may the sages bring you, the readers, a pure land for your souls.

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(End of this chapter)