"Can't you see it yet?"

"Before, I didn't use all my strength at all."

Qin Feiyang said lightly, his bloody hair flying in the wind, and the astonishing fighting spirit in his body shook the heavens, like the God of War coming to the dust.

The hundred Zhuge Mingyang were stunned, and suddenly yelled like crazy: "Why? Why do you do this?"

He didn't use all his strength. This was simply humiliating him naked!

"Because I'm looking for the weaknesses of the three thousand incarnations."

"After all, this divine technique is not just magical, it aroused my curiosity."

"Of course, the most important thing is that I want to preserve my strength."

"Because there is a person here who really doesn't want me to return to the Imperial Capital, so I have to save some energy to deal with him."

"I thought that by capturing you before, the battle would end, but I didn't expect that you actually mastered the forbidden technique."

"I have no choice but to use all my strength."

Qin Feiyang chuckled.

And the person he was talking about was naturally the National Preceptor.

"Ha ha……"

A hundred Zhuge Mingyang laughed, but their faces were full of self-deprecation.

It turns out that all along, it was just a comedy directed and performed by himself.

The other party didn't take him seriously at all.

Suddenly!

They were like a group of furious lions, roaring: "Do you think this can destroy my confidence? No, you will only arouse my fighting spirit and murderous intention!"

boom!

A hundred blue dragons soared from behind them.

This is their fighting spirit!

"Talented magical power, ruined!"

As they roared, the hundred blue dragon war spirits dispersed in the void, turning into pieces of invisible power, rolling away in all directions!

The moment he was enveloped by that power, Qin Feiyang's cultivation level immediately plummeted to a small level.

That is to say.

From a one-star war emperor, he fell directly to a nine-star war saint.

"I know this innate magical power can weaken the opponent's cultivation level to a small level."

"Today, Zhuge Mingyang is still a one-star war emperor, while Qin Feiyang has become a nine-star war sage. Faced with the absolute gap in cultivation, I am afraid it will be difficult for Qin Feiyang to compete with Zhuge Mingyang."

People murmured.

"wrong!"

"Although his cultivation has plummeted by a small level, Qin Feiyang's expression has not changed at all."

There is humanity again.

"It's true."

"Does he have any other tricks?"

"You must know that although the one-star war emperor and the nine-star war saint are only a small difference in realm, the combat power they exert is completely different."

"What did he use to decipher Zhuge Mingyang's innate magical power?"

People were surprised.

"Qin Feiyang, I will send you to hell now!"

The hundred Zhuge Mingyang roared with murderous intent.

The mysterious moon and the eclipsed sun swept towards Qin Feiyang with the power of destruction.

"Can't lose!"

The Imperial Master stared intently at the blood moon and eclipse sun, roaring in his heart and feeling uneasy.

"Aren't you still giving up?"

Qin Feiyang shook his head.

With the Ascending Dragon Technique activated, his cultivation instantly soared to a one-star war emperor.

"What's going on?"

The Imperial Master and Zhuge Mingyang were immediately stunned.

His innate supernatural powers are still there, so why has his cultivation level recovered?

at the same time.

Purple gold dragon energy emerges, and the statue of the god reappears!

——The Lord of Ninety-five!

The majestic power of the emperor swept across the world.

"Before, you, a god statue, couldn't fight against three thousand incarnations, but now, you can't fight against three thousand incarnations either!"

Zhuge Mingyang roared.

"Yeah?"

Qin Feiyang smiled faintly, and with a wave of his hand, the statue raised the broken sword and slashed it down.

A dazzling sword energy cut through the sky and headed straight for the major divine arts.

"How can it be?"

"The aura and sharpness emitted by this sword energy are actually several times stronger than before!"

Zhuge Mingyang's eyes widened.

boom!!!

In an instant.

The sword energy suddenly arrived!

The mysterious moon and the eclipsed sun were as vulnerable as rotten wood, and were crushed into pieces one after another.

"this……"

One hundred Zhuge Mingyang were dumbfounded.

Unexpectedly, even this third form of the Nine-Five Master has not shown its peak strength before!

"How much more are you hiding?"

They roared again and again.

"My hidden methods are beyond your imagination."

"For example, the fourth form of Shenlong Jue."

Qin Feiyang said calmly.

"Fourth style!"

Zhuge Mingyang was trembling both physically and mentally.

Yes!

There is also a fourth form of Shenlong Jue.

But until now, Qin Feiyang has never seen Qin Feiyang perform the fourth form.

"careful!"

The Imperial Master suddenly shouted.

Because that sword energy has already reached Zhuge Mingyang!

Zhuge Mingyang was shocked, suddenly came back to his senses, and quickly retreated.

But those ninety-nine incarnations were all annihilated under that sword!

puff!

Zhuge Mingyang's blood spurted out.

Groan!

The Purple Gold Dragon Soul roared out, and the Emperor's Divine Prison imprisoned all directions. Zhuge Mingyang was fixed in the void on the spot, unable to move.

After settling on Zhuge Mingyang, Qin Feiyang pointed in the air without a moment's delay.
To be continued...