Vol 5 Chapter 631: Holy Dragon Boxing

"His current strength is much stronger than before in the first illusion, is he going to break through?"
The young man in white pondered, the first test of the illusion, he himself shot. Ling Dao knows what his strength is. Afterwards, Ling Dao looked at his strength in the second to fifth fantasy. Ling Dao's progress during this period naturally concealed his eyes.
Unfortunately, for Ling Dao, the current breakthroughs do more harm than good. Ling Dao’s current test is aimed at the early stage of the Holy King Realm. Once he breaks through the middle of the Holy King Realm, the test against him will become the middle of the Holy King Realm. Ling Dao, who has just broken through to the middle of the Holy King Realm, definitely does not have his dominance in the early stage of the Holy King Realm.
The test of the early stage of the Saint King Realm is not difficult for Ling Dao. The young man in white can fully understand that after all, Ling Dao is the strongest pre-warrior of the Holy King Realm he has ever seen. As for whether Ling Dao can become the strongest mid-martial warrior in the Holy King Realm in the future, he does not know that anyway, Ling Dao, who has just broken through to the mid-term Sacred Realm, is by no means the strongest mid-martial warrior in the Holy King Realm.
"Do not control yourself!"
The imaginary shadow on the six hundred and ninety-nine steps sneered, and saw his hands clenched the Tulongbao knife, violently splitting out, the powerful sword surging, surging. The dense swords and awns are like a million masters, with a tremendous momentum.
"It's arrogant enough, this is totally looking down on that kid!"
"It's normal to look down on it. It's normal to fight alone, even I look down on the kid. Can the pre-warriors of the Holy King Realm be turned upside down?"
Their performance in the sixth level of illusion is not comparable to Ling Dao, and it does not mean that their strength is not comparable to Ling Dao. At least three temples are more than that of Ling Dao. The influence of a temple on the strength of the warriors cannot be underestimated, not to mention the three temples?
"Holy True Dragon Fist!"
Ling Dao sacrificed his sanctuary without hesitation, carved jade, magnificent gold and blue, one after another hidden in it. Saint-level True Dragon Boxing is based on the evolution of the Imperial Dragon Boxing, and its power is naturally stronger than the Imperial Dragon Boxing. Moreover, the Saint-level True Dragon Boxing relies on his own perception to push the performance, in his hands, can exert the greatest power.
The phantom in front of him is really not weak, and he must not be inadvertently careful. Ling Dao's hands flicked, and his terrifying fist, like a sharp weapon with sharp edges, smashed into the phantom on the 699th floor. A pair of fists, shimmering with a metallic luster, turned into a giant dragon hundreds of feet long, rushing to the dragon sword.
"boom!!"
There was a loud voice, and the elephant was invisible. The saints of the realm below were instantly deaf. They could clearly see the collision between the dragon sword and the holy real dragon fist, but they could not hear any sound. Countless fist shadows dissipated one after another, and hundreds of feet of giant dragons could not block the edge of Tulong Baodao.
Of course, the Holy Dragon Boxing performed by Ling Dao is also not vegetarian. Rao Yi's strength of that phantom almost failed to hold Tulong Baodao. The power exploded by Ling Dao passed along the Tulong Baodao and passed onto the ghost's hands. It can be clearly seen that the phantom's shoulder shuddered several times before he could hold Tulongbao knife in his hand.
At the same time, Ling Dao's fist was like a flood flood, hitting a virtual image over 699 steps. If the pre-warrior of the Sacred King Realm is replaced by the demon clan, in the face of such punching impact, the world of will will probably collapse in a short time.
"What level of martial arts is this? How can there be such power?"
The martial warriors of the Dragon King's late King Realm couldn't help but ask. Normally, even the early warriors of the Holy King Realm displayed such holy skills and could not exert such power. Could it be said that Ling Dao's savvy is so high that before he reached the realm of the Holy King, he became a Taoist martial art?
The difficulty of Taoist martial arts training is far from comparable to that of saint martial arts. If it is said that the Seven Kings Saint King can exhibit Taoist martial arts, there is a possibility that it is not realistic for the Saint King to exhibit Taoist martial arts.
"Isn't he the warrior of your dragon clan? What do you mean by asking us? You don't even know your fellow clan, how can we know?"
In the late period of the Holy King Realm of the idols, the warriors pouted, and immediately asked back. Their understanding of the Dragon Clan is ultimately limited, not to mention that Ling Dao is still a real dragon. As we all know, the real dragon has a very high status in the dragon race, and the martial arts they can cultivate is far from that of ordinary dragon warriors.
In the wild period, the dragon clan was the hegemony of the world. Over the years, how many martial arts have been stored by the dragon clan. It is strange that the warriors of the idol clan can know. The martial arts presented by the dragon clan, or the martial arts displayed by the dragon clan martial arts, are only a part of it.
"Interesting, how much is this kid hiding?"
The young man in white looked at Ling Dao interestingly. Whether the Saint-class True Dragon Boxing is a dragon martial art or not, he did not know that Ling Dao had never used it before. The Holy Dragon Boxing performed by Ling Dao is no less powerful than the Holy Item performed by the Peak Saint King in terms of power.
If he didn't see it with his own eyes, he really didn't believe that the warriors in the early stage of the Holy King Realm could exert such strength as Ling Dao. In his cognition, even the strongest warriors in the early stage of the Holy King have limits. However, Ling Dao broke his cognition, and Ling Dao in the early stage of the Saint King Realm was not weaker than some peak Saint Kings.
"Come again!"
Ling Dao didn't hesitate at all. Immediately he once again exhibited the Saint-level True Dragon Boxing and attacked the phantom over the 699-story steps. The seemingly indescribable dragon chanting sound suddenly sounded in the ears of many Saint King Realm Warriors. Ling Dao's arms were like two real dragons, and they slammed into the phantom above the 699th floor.
The sound like a symphony of gold and iron shook the void. Although Ling Dao's double fists smashed that phantom's body, but the phantom's wielding Tulong treasure sword also split on Ling Dao's shoulder. Ling Dao's blood stained the steps below, and Tu Longbao's sword seemed to cut off his arm.
"That phantom won't come true?"
Many Saint King Martial Artists were taken aback. They were not worried for Ling Dao, but for themselves. Since the test of the sixth level of illusion can kill Ling Dao, then they can also kill them. Fortunately, they did not rush forward, otherwise, they may already be a cold body.
"What is your expression? If the kid died on the 699th floor, wouldn't it be a good thing for us?"
"Yeah, he is the genius of the Dragon tribe, and not the genius of our Kunpeng clan. If he died on the 699th floor, would our Kunpeng clan not have a big enemy in the future?"