The rainbow that covers the sky shines

Chapter 105 Dragon Slaying
The person who was thinking about day and night was right in front of him, Xia Yiming was so excited that the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.

Ten years, a full ten years!
He finally had the chance to challenge the man in front of him.

For this day, he worked hard to hone his body.Almost all of Daxia's few remaining savings were spent on him alone, and he finally reached the realm of the ultimate leader!
The hatred of destroying the dynasty, the hatred of slaughtering the clan, avenging it with blood, is today!
With qi and blood like a dragon, eyes like electricity, Xia Yiming's fighting spirit is soaring!The surging mana made his whole body glow.

"Roar!" Long Yin shook the sky.

A total of one hundred and eight dragons rose from behind Xia Yiming, like waterfalls going up against the sky.

Then Xia Yiming kicked his feet straight up to the sky, surrounded by real dragons, setting him off as majestic as a mythical emperor, looking down on the common people.

Withdraw the sword and gather momentum.

The golden dragons flowed into the sea like rivers and flowed into the sword body.

When all the divine dragons gathered on the sword body, the divine sword was already so bright that people couldn't look directly at it, and the terrifying power caused the space to vibrate.

Quite a few of the people watching the battle were pale, even those ancient creatures who had already been killed all looked solemn.

The power of this blow made them all feel threatened.

Standing on the auspicious clouds and looking down at the common people, Xia Yiming felt that he was better than ever. The explosion of hatred made him break through his limit, and sent out the strongest blow in his life!
"Go to hell, Emperor!"

Xia Yiming united his sword with man and fell from the sky.

The bright sword light pierced the sky, leaving a long tail like a comet.

Before reaching the ground, the strong wind pressure had blown many people unsteadily, and Yao Chi's guardian array was passively activated.

Faced with this earth-shattering blow, Feng Jinghong's face was calm, his hair fluttered in the wind, but his feet did not move at all.

It's just that the nine five-color divine rings behind his head began to expand, and they were arranged in a circle in front of him, blocking him.

The divine ring is not dazzling, but ripples like water spread out, peaceful and beautiful.

"Om!" The dragon sword pierced through the air, the thorns fell down, and entered the divine ring.

The divine ring is not dazzling, but ripples like water spread out, peaceful and beautiful.

But when Dragon Sword entered this space, it involuntarily slowed down.

Xia Yiming only felt as if he had entered the deep sea, and there was invisible pressure in all directions, and he tried his best every time he advanced.

"Ah!" Xia Yiming roared, and the dragon sword buzzed, as if it was about to come alive, it kept moving forward, piercing circles of divine rings.

Every time it breaks through a divine ring, the dragon sword slows down a bit, and when it reaches the last one, the dragon sword has almost stopped.

Xia Yiming only felt that the surrounding space seemed to be still, turning into fine steel, and he was about to be sealed here.

A deadly sense of crisis welled up in his heart, he couldn't help burning his blood, and the veins on his handsome face burst out:

"Break it for me!"

The nearly stationary dragon sword pushed forward again slowly, and it had already reached Feng Jinghong's body. Everyone held their breath and watched nervously.

Seeing that the sword had already pierced Feng Jinghong's eyes, Xia Yiming couldn't help showing joy.

But Feng Jinghong raised her eyes and said lightly: "Yes, you are entitled to die by my hands!"

Xia Yiming's smile froze on his face.

"Om!" The nine divine rings resonated and joined together to emit extremely bright light. Inside the divine ring became a world with only light.

Xia Yiming and Long Jian were completely imprisoned and could no longer move.

"Boom!" Feng Jinghong's eyes opened and closed, and two chaotic beams shot out, directly piercing the imprisoned Xia Yiming.

"Brother!" Xia Yilin in the distance covered her mouth in fright, tears streaming down her face.

"Hey!" Xia Yiming's broken upper body was wrapped in a divine light, and he was about to reassemble.

Feng Jinghong snorted coldly, and the nine divine rings resonated again, the divine light became one, and Xia Yiming's remnant body was frozen.

Feng Jinghong glanced at the sky, and the invisible talisman suddenly appeared, and the Bing Zijue was running, and he took it into his hand, and then put away his mana.

"Plop!" Xia Yiming, who was only half of his body, fell to the ground, no longer breathing.

This time, he is completely dead and hard.

Feng Jinghong stretched out her hand to draw the fallen dragon sword into her hand, flicked her fingers, and the blade buzzed.

"Good sword!"

Feng Jinghong praised again, and put away the sword and talisman.

He cast a light glance at the Taoist Shencan who was standing in front of the crowd at some time, then turned around and entered the fairy pond without even looking at the corpse on the ground.

The emperor's fighting power was astonishing, and he defeated the prince of Da Xia, Xia Yiming, in a single round.

Regardless of the human race or the ancient race, everyone was shocked!
Xia Yiming's combat power is obvious to all. He is one of the top few people in the same realm who has practiced the Emperor's Classics and mastered taboo secret techniques. Even the king of Dao Slash can fight!
But such a person didn't even survive two moves. Could it be that the ancient emperor's bloodline is really so powerful?
Many people in the human race showed worried faces. If every child of the ancient emperor was so strong, what would the human race have to fight for?
But they didn't notice that Taoist Shencan who had just finished watching the battle was silent for a long time.

Shengzi Yaoguang's eyes switched from light to dark, and he remained silent, making the people around him afraid to speak.

Without saying a word, Ji Zi followed the crowd back to Yaochi.

People were discussing and leaving, and the place was empty again in the blink of an eye.

There was only a thin little nun crying bitterly holding the half of her body.

……

One person's death doesn't affect much, the meeting goes on, and in a blink of an eye people continue to drink and talk, as if nothing just happened.

As time went by, more and more people came to Yaochi.

Yuan Gu and Yan Ruyu joined Feng Jinghong as soon as they arrived.

And the holy prince got together with Ye Fan and an old man with a stiff face. Feng Jinghong guessed that the old man should be the remains of the holy body borrowed by Ye Fan.

Chatting with a few people calmly, in fact, Feng Jinghong's mind has gone elsewhere.

At the foot of Purple Mountain, another Feng Jinghong was guarding here.

"Your Highness, the formation has been set up and can be activated at any time!" Kunpeng descended from the sky.

"Okay!" Feng Jinghong's eyes showed joy.

If you look down from the high sky at this time, you can clearly see an extremely vast and giant formation that surrounds the entire Purple Mountain.

And as the eyes of the formation, there are five pieces of imperial soldiers!

The great sage Yanqi of Huolin Cave holds a unicorn stick, the great sage Huang Wuhen of Xuehuang Mountain holds ten thousand phoenix wings gilded with gold, the great sage Motian holds the ancestral dragon seal, and the great sage Cangyue wears a silkworm robe.

Kunpeng, on the other hand, is in charge of the overall situation holding the nine-fold god's coffin.

On the other side of the Northern Territory, another Feng Jinghong stood on the top of a mountain, quietly looking at the holy cliff in the distance.

Standing behind him are three Kunpengs, each holding the Heaven Swallowing Demon Jar, the Qing Emperor Weapon, and the Yuan Emperor Gourd.

Behind them are the Great Sage Qianlun and the Great Sage Gold, each holding their own clan's golden mace and Wanlong bell.

"Your Highness, haven't you started yet?"

"Don't worry, wait for the wind to blow first!"

(End of this chapter)