Seeing that Jason had given in, Hobbit didn't bother to pay attention to him, and looked at Andrea as a signal.

Andrea nodded immediately, took out her phone and started operating it.

Soon, a text message came from Hobbit's mobile phone. He clicked on a video file and saw the images in it. He smiled for the first time tonight.

Looking back to the battlefield in the night sky, Ding Ning stared coldly at the self-righteous old Western devil in front of him, with a sarcastic arc at the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "Are you threatening me?"

"Threat? NO, I come here with sincerity, but if you insist on thinking that I am threatening, then you can understand it that way."

Francis' slightly rickety body began to straighten up, releasing a terrifyingly powerful aura, trying to put pressure on Ding Ning in this way.

"Give me your name. A nameless ghost will survive under a certain sword."

Ding Lie, who had always been ignored, suddenly spoke coldly at this moment, and the terrifying sword intent suddenly shot straight into the sky, shattering the aura field created by Francis into pieces and turning it into nothing.

The Dragon King's pupils shrank and he stared at Ding Lie's tall body. At this moment, he suddenly felt that he had never seen through his most beloved general.

Ding Ning's eyes glowed with surprise. His father was indeed his father. In this round of competition, he completely defeated the Western old man.

Francis exclaimed in surprise, his face became solemn, and for the first time he looked squarely at this Shura, who was famous in the outside world.

But he looked at it seriously, but when he realized that Ding Lie's cultivation realm was not even the divine martial realm, he immediately felt contempt again and said disdainfully: "I have some skills, but with that little bit of accumulated sword power, I want to

It's just a dream to contend with me, Francis. If it weren't for the fact that you are Ding Ning's father, I could easily crush you to death with just one little finger."

"Then crush it and show it to me."

Ding Lie's face was calm and he said calmly, but his whole body was like a volcano erupting, suddenly emitting a terrifying sword intent that could destroy the world.

Francis's face changed drastically, his eyes widened in shock, and he stared in disbelief at Ding Lie, who was like a god and demon coming to the world, and screamed: "Sword intention? How is that possible?"

"Nothing is impossible. China's martial arts is so vast and profound that a barbarian like you can't understand it."

Ding Lie, who was always taciturn, unexpectedly said a few more words this time, but the disdain and contempt in his tone made Francis's face turn pale instantly.

"Damn little bug, you really thought that you would be my opponent if you understood the meaning of the sword. Today, I will let you see the true strength of the peak demigod."

Before Francis finished speaking, the blood in his body began to boil like a surging river, and there was a sound of thunder, and the momentum began to erupt crazily like a gushing volcano. The terrifying pressure swept the world, as if the end was coming.

"Too bad, he actually hid his strength. He is definitely the overlord among the peak demigods."

The Dragon King felt the terrifying momentum and screamed, his face suddenly turned extremely ugly.

Francis's terrifying aura came over the sky like a tsunami, making Ding Lie's tall and burly figure like a lonely boat constantly bumping along with the stormy waves, and there was always the danger of the boat being destroyed and people being shattered to pieces.

Ding Ning's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and all the muscles in his body tightened instantly, like a cheetah hunting for prey, ready to attack at any time.

Although the sword intention that Dad had comprehended was powerful, because his Dantian was destroyed, his cultivation realm was his biggest flaw. Francis clearly noticed this this year and shamelessly used the huge disparity in realm to crush Dad.

Duan Xiaowu, who had been acting relaxed, seemed to realize this. He quietly took out his bow and arrow from the storage ring and prepared it casually.

Preparation for timely support.

Qiao Jie'er and Meng Wenhan's expressions were moved. Feeling Francis's terrifying aura that was like the power of heaven, they felt that their chests were heavy, as if they were blocked by a huge boulder, and they were so suffocated that they couldn't breathe.

There was a strange light in Long Luo's eyes, and he stared at Ding Lie with great interest, showing a faint look of expectation.

Maybe he was the only one at the scene who was not familiar with Ding Lie and had the mental interference of being confused if he didn't care, so he could see it more clearly than the others.

Ding Lie seems to be in danger under the pressure of Francis's momentum, and is in danger of being destroyed at any time, but in fact, he is as solid as a rock and remains unmoved.

If he is strong, he will be strong, and the breeze will blow on the hills; if he is horizontal, he will be horizontal, and the bright moon will shine on the river.

For some reason, this sentence suddenly appeared in Long Luo's mind. At this moment, Ding Lie seemed to perfectly interpret the true meaning of this martial arts saying.

"Shh!"

Long Luo let out a breath and looked at Ding Lie for the first time with admiration in his eyes, and he had sincere respect for this man as if he were looking up to a mountain.

Francesca is the pinnacle demigod, and he is also the overlord among the pinnacle demigods.

And what about Ding Lie? He's not even in the realm of divine martial arts, at most he's at the peak of true martial arts.

This huge gap in realm is an insurmountable chasm.

Relying on the absolute advantage of being two realms higher, Francis wanted to destroy his martial arts will with overwhelming ease.

A peak demigod versus a peak true martial artist, this is not a confrontation at the same level at all, there is no suspense at all.

But in the end, Ding Lie relied on his condensed sword intent and iron-like terrifying will to resist this huge disparity in momentum, and there was a tendency to gradually start to fight back, which surprised Long Luo.

At the same time, I had to say "submit" to Ding Lie.

Ding Ning defeated him with one punch. Although he admired him, he didn't admire him. After all, he always believed that Ding Ning's real realm was higher than him. There was nothing surprising about defeating him. What he admired was that he could cultivate at the age of more than 20 years old.

to such a high level.

But Ding Lie is different. His level of cultivation is not worth mentioning in Long Luo's eyes, but his iron-like determination in martial arts makes people admire him from the bottom of his heart. The word "respect" can make people admire him from the bottom of his heart.

It's enough to explain everything.

Throughout the ages, there have been many geniuses who can defeat the strong with the weak. Although geniuses who can leapfrog the level of fighting are rare, they are not unheard of. However, people with such terrifying martial arts will are definitely unique. Long Luo can't even think about dissatisfaction or disrespect.

Neither can.

Ding Ning quietly relaxed his tense muscles, not caring that the wound that had burst due to tension was still bleeding outwards, and a flash of joy flashed in his eyes.

Putting aside the mentality of being concerned and confused, his heart quickly returned to reality, and he was sincerely happy for his father.

Because, the sword intent exuded by my father before was unparalleled and indestructible, as if it could cut off everything, with the determination to go forward indomitably and never regret it.

But at this moment, after being oppressed and fused by Francis' momentum, his sword intention actually underwent a slight transformation, becoming soft yet strong, hard yet soft, and more resilient and roundabout.

It is not just a saying that it is easy to break if it is too strong, it is the truth of Taoism, and it is also an admonition of martial arts.

Although my father's previous sword intention was domineering and fierce, he would rather break than bend. Once he encountered someone stronger than him, he would probably die without any room for change.

"Use the pressure of momentum to sharpen your body, and feel the sword's intention and dragon's teeth in a desperate situation. This courage, this courage, this courage, this understanding... Oh, it's a pity. If your Dantian hadn't been destroyed,

I really don’t know how high you will reach.”

The Dragon King was the third person to see the change in Ding Lie. He was first sincerely shocked, and then sighed with regret for his situation.

"Even if Dantian is destroyed, my father will not be weaker than anyone else."

Ding Ning raised her head proudly, her eyes sparkling, and she said proudly.

The Dragon King laughed dumbly, shook his head and refused to argue.

But I still feel a deep regret in my heart. If Ding Liedantian is not destroyed, with his indomitable martial arts will and outstanding understanding, sooner or later he will soar to the sky and become one of the few super villains in this world.

.

My father is a hero and a good man. I really don’t know what kind of terrible bloodline the father and son’s ancestors have, so that they can give birth to such a perverted monster father and son.

The Dragon King's eyes were shining with brilliance, and he was so envious in his heart. Compared with his unfulfilled son, the Little Dragon King, he felt extremely sad for a moment.

"Brother, was Ding Ning using magical powers before?"

Long Luo recalled the previous scene where Ding Ning transformed into a giant, and asked quietly via voice transmission.

"It should be the Dharma Appearance, not the magical Dharma Appearance. After all, although he is powerful, he has not truly entered the divine realm."

The Dragon King was not very sure. After all, under the divine realm, it is impossible to control the laws of heaven and earth, and magical powers can only be released with the help of the laws of heaven and earth.

Even if there are a few extremely talented and peerless demigods who can barely release their magical powers, they will not be able to exert their true power at all. Instead, they will consume more than they gain.

"That's true, but I always feel that Ding Ning's previous Dharma appearance was not an ordinary Dharma appearance."

Although Long Luo agreed with the Dragon King's view, he still raised a question in his mind: "Only when you practice skills and combat skills above the heaven level can you form a Dharma form, but the Dharma form is the Dharma form and does not have an entity. However, Ding Ning's Dharma form is as solid as substance.

It can even resist missiles, and it fully possesses some of the power of supernatural powers."

"He has been able to cultivate to the current level at this age. There is no doubt that the exercises and combat skills he cultivates are definitely beyond the heaven level. I really don't know where such a high-level inheritance came from in this world."

The Dragon King thought deeply and said: "As for why his appearance is solid, I think it may be related to the fact that he has condensed the dual martial souls. After all, the dual martial souls only exist in ancient times and ancient and even ancient legends, and there is no such thing in modern times.

A person can condense two martial souls again."

"That should be the reason. After all, we don't understand the dual martial souls, and we don't know what the mystery is in them."

Long Luo said thoughtfully, then his face turned serious and he said, "However, a son of God who has condensed two martial souls has appeared in the God's Domain."

"What? Who condensed the twin martial souls?"

The Dragon King was shocked and asked in shock.

Long Luo's face was more solemn than ever before, and he whispered: "That little monster from the Ji family, Ji Wentian."

The Dragon King's face instantly turned extremely ugly, and he remained silent for a long time without recovering from the shocking news.

This is because the Ji family and the Long family are both the largest factions in the Dragon Temple, but they have irresolvable blood feuds with each other. It is only because of the rules of the Dragon Temple that the two families have never broken up and had a large-scale conflict.

However, private small-scale conflicts have never subsided. Once the Ji family takes control of the Dragon Temple due to Ji Wentian's rise, the Long family will inevitably be the first to be liquidated.

What's more, the Dragon King went crazy after swallowing the Dragon Pill, and among the people he killed was Ji Wendao, the most promising son of the Ji family at that time. Ji Wentao and Ji Wentian were brothers from the same mother, and the brotherly relationship had always been very close.

good.

Once Ji Wentian was born, the first thing he did when he came to the world was to avenge his brother with his own hands.

"What is Ji Wentian's current strength?"
Chapter completed!