Liu Yang had been killed by Lin Feng on the spot. Chen Gang and the rest were shocked speechless.
A direct disciple of the Mount Shu Sword Sect, a sacred land of swordsmanship, the top human cultivation sect in the Heaven Primal world, had been decapitated and died without a complete corpse.
Liu Yang was no ordinary disciple. He was a direct disciple of Mount Shu's top swordsmanship, the Six Pulse Sword Artifact. He had reached the Golden Elixir realm before he was a hundred years old. Even in the Mount Shu Sword Sect, he was a rising star.
Chen Gang pointed at Lin Feng, dumbfounded. "You, you actually …"
"Hmm?" Lin Feng smiled at him. Chen Gang suddenly shut his mouth and did not say anything else.
There was no way to resolve today's matter. Chen Gang instantly adjusted his state of mind and took out a jade disk. He threw it into the air. "Open!"
The jade disk shone brightly in the air and a tall middle-aged man in black scale armor walked out of the light.
The middle-aged man was extremely tall and burly. He was nearly twenty feet tall and his skin was a strange purplish-black color. He had two thick and long beards above his lips.
What was even more eye-catching were the two forked horns on his head.
The moment he appeared, he emitted a powerful and dignified aura that suppressed evil and dispelled chaos. It was as if a king had descended upon the world.
That aura had nothing to do with cultivation. It was a bloodline that gave off a natural sense of majesty and dominance.
It was like a human looking down on cattle, sheep, insects, and ants.
And amidst the majesty, there was a bloodthirsty bravery and a valiant will to battle the heavens and earth. It was as if he was a founding monarch who had conquered the world and ruled over everything.
The Fire Crow Demon Marshal looked at the tall middle-aged man in shock and blurted out, "Dragon race!"
Dragon race?
Lin Feng sized him up with interest. His gaze stopped on the horns on the middle-aged man's head and the two long beards above his lips.
Legend had it that in primordial times, thousands of powerful beings coexisted. Before the human race rose, the world was ruled by the demons.
And among the demons, the primordial skydragon was an existence at the top of the pyramid.
Venerable Lie Feng looked at the tall middle-aged man and shuddered. "Dragon race! It's actually a true dragon, not a flood dragon or a hornless dragon, but a true skydragon!
"Rumor has it that the Taixu Temple nurtures the Dragon Clan. Is it true? As expected of the number one holy land, truly extravagant and bold! "
After the tall middle-aged man appeared, he stared at Lin Feng and let out a heavy snort that sounded like a clap of thunder.
"Chen Gang, is this what you call a good opponent?"
Chen Gang nodded gloomily.
The tall, middle-aged man's true form was that of an orthodox branch of the Primordial Skydragon clan, the Black Dragon clan. They were not proficient in Dharma spells or transformations, but their physical strength and the defensive strength of their scales were the best in the entire Dragon clan.
Although the armored Black Dragon before him was only at the level of a Daemon Commander, in terms of close combat, it could match a Daemon King.
Originally, Chen Gang had planned to use him to deal with Lin Feng's War God Puppet. However, now that Lin Feng's strength had exceeded his expectations, Chen Gang had no choice but to reveal his trump card in order to maximize his chances of killing Lin Feng.
The armored Black Dragon looked at Lin Feng and sized him up for a while before letting out a light snort. "Looks like you don't cultivate a Body God Technique."
Lin Feng laughed involuntarily. "You idiot, you still want to pick an opponent?"
"Alright, I'll fulfill your wish!"
The heavily armored War God Puppet suddenly appeared in front of Lin Feng. Its ferocious and terrifying aura engulfed the entire area, as violent as a natural disaster.
Lin Feng smiled and pointed a finger at the War God Puppet's forehead.
The helmet suddenly shattered.
"This is the War God Puppet?" Chen Gang stared at it, and his heart skipped a beat.
At that moment, the War God Puppet was no longer wearing a helmet, and its appearance was clearly displayed in front of everyone.
What made Chen Gang's heart sink was that the War God Puppet looked exactly like Lin Feng!
Standing next to Lin Feng, other than the fact that Lin Feng was wearing a purple robe and the puppet was wearing heavy armor, the two looked exactly the same, as if they were carved from the same mold. Even twins could not look so similar.
There was only one explanation for this situation.
This was not a Spell Puppet that Lin Feng was controlling, but his Body Double!
A cultivator that could create a Body Double …
Chen Gang did not dare to think further.
Lin Feng smiled as he looked at the War God Puppet before him.
No, it was more appropriate to call it the War God Clone. After Lin Feng had advanced to the Golden Elixir Period, he had successfully refined this War God Puppet into a Body Double.
At that moment, it was as if he had two bodies at the same time. The War God Clone had perfectly inherited his senses and consciousness, and the physical strength of this clone was absolutely terrifying.
Lin Feng looked at the armored Black Dragon and smiled. "Are you satisfied now?"
The War God Clone's expression was calm. It opened its eyes, like the most primordial chaos at the beginning of the universe.
However, his entire body was filled with a destructive, ruthless, and tyrannical aura, causing everyone who saw him to feel incomparably shocked and terrified.
The Refining Armor Black Dragon's expression was serious. Before he could say anything, Lin Feng's avatar of the God of War suddenly let out a roar and disappeared in a flash.
In the blink of an eye, the War God Clone had arrived before the armored Black Dragon and punched.
"Boom!"
The Battle God's clone's punch caused a loud explosion in the sky. The air around the Refining Armor Black Dragon was in a mess, and all the air exploded.
"So powerful?!" The armored Black Dragon was shocked. It could only take a defensive stance to defend against the War God Clone's punch. Then, it quickly retreated, covering a distance of tens of meters with each step.
After taking a step back, the Refining Black Dragon quickly advanced again. It wanted to take advantage of the fact that the clone of the God of War's old energy had been exhausted and had yet to recover its energy to catch him off guard. In just one move, it had displayed its rich battle experience.
The armored Black Dragon took a step forward and shortened the distance between it and the War God Clone in the blink of an eye.
The Black Dragon threw a punch forward, resulting in a thunderous explosion!
This punch was like a heaven-shaking thunderbolt that suddenly exploded, shaking the surrounding space to the point where it buzzed and everything trembled.
"ROAR!"
However, the War God Clone was even more ferocious. Amidst the roar, it did not dodge the attack, but instead threw a punch forward.
The armored Black Dragon's mind suddenly went blank, as if it was the only person left between the Heavens and Earth. Everything in front of it had become its enemy, and was being targeted by the punch!
In the armored Black Dragon's senses, it felt like the entire Heavens and Earth had been shaken by the punch of the War God Clone, causing it to tremble continuously, as if it was about to collapse!
The world did not actually collapse, but the fist intent of the War God Clone's punch felt like it was going to shatter the Heavens and Earth!
As the fists of the two collided, the ferocious shockwaves produced a storm.
At the center of the storm, the armored Black Dragon spat out mouthfuls of blood and was sent flying like a kite with a broken string.
The outcome of the battle was decided with a single punch!
The armored Black Dragon, who was also in the Golden Elixir Period and had the strongest flesh among the ancient dragon tribe, was utterly defeated!
The War God Clone did not stop there. He was about to chase after the armored Black Dragon when a seven-colored wind approached him, causing his body to turn numb.
It turned out to be Master Lie Feng taking the opportunity to ambush him with the seven-colored wind.
The War God Clone let out a roar and forced the seven-colored wind out of his body. With a flicker, he arrived before Master Lie Feng and tore off one of his arms!
Master Lie Feng's eyes almost popped out of their sockets, "Demon, I'll detonate my Golden Elixir and perish together with you!"
This was the true trump card of the Wind God Sect. Ordinary cultivators could only detonate their own Golden Elixir to injure their enemies, but the techniques of the Wind God Sect could shatter their own Golden Elixir.
The War God Clone ignored him and was about to attack again when a powerful energy fluctuation came from behind him. He turned around and saw black smoke billowing from where the armored Black Dragon had fallen.
A deafening dragon roar came from the smoke, filled with anger and pain.
A giant black dragon charged out from the smoke. It was over a hundred zhang long and rammed toward the War God Clone.
It was the Black Refining Dragon that flew into a rage out of humiliation. It abandoned its human form and revealed its true form.
This black dragon was different from the silver dragon formed by Chen Gang's Dharmic art. This was a true descendant of the primordial Skydragon. It had a body like an anaconda, five claws, horns on its head, a beard on its lips, and a reverse scale on its back!
The might of the dragon spread across the sky. Even cultivators with lower cultivation and weaker wills would be forced to their knees by the dragon's might, let alone mortals.
However, the War God Clone was not intimidated at all. It gave up on Master Lie Feng and threw a punch at the dragon's head!
The Black Armored Dragon's huge body was sent flying, while the War God's clone was also knocked back in mid-air.
A gust of wind could be heard behind him, but there was nothing behind him.
Formless, formless, and traceless!
Nine Heavens Formless Gale!
"You're still not dead yet?" Master Lie Feng clenched his teeth while holding the wound on his arm.
The War God Clone harrumphed coldly and slashed backward, blocking the Nine Heavens Formless Gale.
"Buzz buzz!" The sound of friction could be heard as the armor on the War God Clone was shattered, revealing a body with perfect curves and an explosive force.
However, the Nine Heavens Formless Gale that was normally invincible had lost its energy, unable to inflict any damage on the War God Clone.
Master Lie Feng was dumbfounded. He finally felt fear and tried to flee, but the War God Clone had caught up to him in the blink of an eye.
"You dare kill me?" Master Lie Feng screamed in fear.
"I'll detonate my Golden Elixir …"
"Shut up!"
This was the first time the War God Clone had spoken since he appeared. He grabbed Master Lie Feng's body and tore it apart!
"No!"
Master Lie Feng's body turned into flesh and blood. A golden ray of light flew out from the top of his head. It was Master Lie Feng's Golden Elixir.
"I'll die with you!" The Golden Elixir contained Master Lie Feng's last thought, "Self-detonate …"
"I'll detonate your mother!"
The War God Clone lost his patience and grabbed Master Lie Feng's Golden Elixir. The Golden Elixir was like a fragile egg, full of cracks.
Then, the War God Clone raised his hand and swallowed the Golden Elixir.
The armored Black Dragon was dumbfounded. "Even I wouldn't dare to swallow a Golden Elixir that's about to self-detonate. How is this guy so ferocious?"
Fear grew in his heart and he could no longer care about Chen Gang. He flew down Yujing Mountain on his own and prepared to escape.
The War God Clone stared at him. "Are you the only one with a big body?"
He stomped his foot. "Grow!"
"Grow!"
"Grow!"
With three yells, the War God Clone turned into a hundred-zhang-tall giant. He jumped down Yujing Mountain and landed on the armored Black Dragon!
"Where do you think you're going?"
The enormous body of the Divine God of Battle stomped the Black Dragon heavily into the ground, as if it was stepping on a grass snake that was running around.
The weight of both parties crushed the countless peaks of Kunlun Mountain.
Amidst the cloud of dust, the clone of the Divine God of Battle stood proudly, stepping on the Black Dragon that was on the verge of death.
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