Chapter 227: Ancient and Ultimate Fist

Song Tianming's eyes were cold and his fighting spirit was blazing. He continuously used various profound immortal arts. Each spell was like a sharp sword, piercing the enemy's flaws.

Song Tianming's body movements were agile, sometimes he shuttled quickly like lightning, and sometimes he turned gently like flowing water. He seemed to be free and easy, but he was looking for the best time to attack at every moment.

The enemies were like candles in the wind in front of Song Tianming, and they were killed one after another, with their heads and bodies separated.

The masters of the two spiritual peaks wanted to join forces to besiege, but Song Tianming cleverly used the terrain and tactics to separate them, leaving them isolated and helpless.

And every time Song Tianming killed, the two spiritual peaks began to loosen their positions and their morale gradually declined.

Song Tianming's sword light became more and more blazing. He seemed to have turned into a god of war, unstoppable. Every strike of his was like a thunderbolt, with great power, breaking the enemy's defense line point by point.

Zhao Huang and Liu Ju were both stunned. Song Tianming was facing the elites of their two major spiritual peaks. Each of them was an outer disciple ranked in the top 300 of the Earth Ranking. They were showing off their power and momentum outside, but under Song Tianming's sword, they were defeated like chickens and pottery dogs, like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, vulnerable to a single blow.

Zhao Huang and Liu Ju were completely furious. They wanted to manipulate the Azure Dragon Sword Formation and the Eternal Night Sword Formation to kill Song Tianming, even if they would accidentally injure some of their fellow disciples.

However, at this moment, the Red Scale Dragon Group rushed towards the Azure Dragon Sword Formation and the Eternal Night Sword Formation as if they were risking their lives, tearing the formation apart with their flesh.

Zhao Huang and Liu Ju were both stunned. Are these Red Scale Dragon Groups really crazy? They actually risked their lives to break the Azure Dragon Sword Formation and the Eternal Night Sword Formation.

"Oh, right, Song Tianming took the Dragon Blood Spirit Fruit. The Red Scale Dragons must take it back even if they risk extermination!"

Zhao Huang and Liu Ju were sweating. They didn't dare put such a large number of Red Scale Dragons into the array. This would hurt the enemy by 800 and themselves by 1,000.

Even if Song Tianming would be torn into pieces by the crazy Red Scale Dragons, Zhao Huang, Liu Ju and others would definitely not be spared.

Boom!

The Red Scale Dragons flapped their wings like a red hurricane.

The Red Scale Dragons were like red meteors, rushing straight into the Azure Dragon Sword Formation and the Eternal Night Sword Formation set up by Liu Ju and Zhao Huang.

The Red Scale Dragons accelerated suddenly, flying out like flames, tumbling in the air, and bringing up billowing flames.

They spread their huge dragon wings, and every vibration raised a strong wind, tearing the surrounding air into countless whirlpools.

The roar of the red-scale flying dragon was deafening, as if the dragon's roar was endless, giving people a mysterious and majestic feeling.

Liu Ju and Zhao Huang were suddenly in an unprecedented dilemma.

They thought they could firmly suppress these red-scale flying dragons. The Azure Dragon Sword Formation and the Eternal Night Sword Formation drew a series of interlaced sword and knife lights in the air, trying to block the impact of the red-scale flying dragons.

But the power of the red-scale flying dragons was far beyond imagination. Every roll and flap of wings caused violent fluctuations in the surrounding space.

The red-scale flying dragons began to change their formations in the air. Some charged into battle, while others circled and rolled, like a war cloud woven by flames, rushing towards the position of Liu Ju and Zhao Huang.

The roar of the red-scale flying dragon was deafening, and instantly set off a chaos on the battlefield.

Liu Ju and Zhao Huang's expressions changed drastically. This group of flying dragons was too crazy, and the Red Scale Flying Dragon King was even more powerful. The sharp claws hit the arrays and sparks flew everywhere, metal and stone rang, and circles of secret patterns burst out.

Boom!

The Red Scale Flying Dragon King roared violently, and the Red Scale Flying Dragons under the group were excited and rushed to the two arrays desperately, trying to overturn the two terrifying arrays and then capture Song Tianming.

Liu Ju and Zhao Huang felt great pressure. The pressure brought by the Red Scale Flying Dragons was too terrifying. They simply couldn't suppress Song Tianming who was slaughtering in the crowd.

In an instant, one after another, the masters of the Spiritual Peaks fell, and the losses of the Fourth Spiritual Peak and the Fifth Spiritual Peak were too heavy.

Zhao Huang said solemnly: "Senior Brother Liu, you intercept these Red Scale Flying Dragons, and I will suppress Song Tianming!"

Liu Ju's forehead was sweating, but this was the only way for now.

In an instant, Liu Ju's spiritual energy veins began to burst out with aurora, like the surging morning sun and the vast sunset glow, with extraordinary energy density. He controlled the two large arrays alone and fought desperately with the group of red-scaled flying dragons.

At the same time, Zhao Huang walked like a tiger, striding towards Song Tianming.

"Song Tianming, you dare to kill my brother Zhao Yu, you are dead!"

Zhao Huang said nothing, and directly the cave sky was bright, like a rising sun, releasing tremendous energy, and killing madly.

Zhao Huang, like Zhao Yu, is a physical cultivator, and he is also a Great Sun Wilderness Ancient Body, True Spirit Rank 10, and is also close to the Dao Pattern Rank 1. His talent and potential are extremely terrifying, and he is fully qualified to be in the top ten of the Earth Ranking.

Song Tianming stared at the opponent in front of him. Zhao Huang is indeed very strong and worthy of being a stepping stone for his immortal path.

Zhao Huang was the first to attack. His fist was like iron mortar, carrying the power of the earth, and hit Song Tianming fiercely.

Song Tianming narrowed his eyes slightly, and a powerful immortal energy flowed in his body. He seemed like a real dragon circling, and like a phoenix spreading its wings, he faced Zhao Huang's attack without fear.

Fists hit flesh, thunder roared, and deafening crashes rang out in the valley.

Zhao Huang's body flashed golden light in the sun, while Song Tianming's thunder power was like thunder.

Each of their strikes carried destructive energy, blasting the surrounding rocks and trees into pieces.

As the battle progressed, Zhao Huang was surprised to find that Song Tianming's qualifications were so terrifying that he could actually compete head-on with his Great Sun Desolate Ancient Body!

"This is impossible. I have been practicing the physical way for nearly forty years. The Great Sun Desolate Ancient Body is almost perfect. I have received countless elite education in the Dengtian Sect, and even my realm is flawless in the Cave Heaven Realm. How can this kid compete with me!"

Zhao Huang's face was ferocious, and his fighting spirit was outstanding. He decided to show the true power of the Great Sun Desolate Ancient Body.

In an instant, the power in Zhao Huang's body suddenly erupted, and the surrounding air seemed to be distorted because of it. Rounds of secret patterns spread, burning the void like solar ripples and melting the earth.

At this moment, Zhao Huang seemed to have transformed into a real sun, unparalleled in the world, with surging energy, and his offensive power was definitely not inferior to any early earth realm cultivator.

Boom!

Zhao Huang displayed the secret, the ancient fist, and every punch and kick contained the majestic power of the earth.

Song Tianming looked extremely solemn. Zhao Huang was indeed terrifying, and he was also suppressing him from a great realm. He had to go all out to defeat this powerful enemy.

Song Tianming's energy was surging, and his immortal essence was flowing. The Immortal Seal in his body was even more surging with magical light, and countless golden secret patterns shuttled out of it.

Song Tianming lifted the Immortal Seal and continuously simulated the phantom of the real dragon and the phantom of the sky phoenix. He seemed to have returned to the ancient times of immortals, showing the unique skills of many immortal kings in his hands, thus achieving a terrifying offensive ability that surpassed a great realm!

Boom!

Every attack of Song Tianming was accompanied by unparalleled power, and his eyes flashed with a firm light. He confronted Zhao Huang's ancient fists again and again, and the fluctuations he brewed even overturned the outer area of ​​​​Flying Dragon Valley, completely destroying the already precarious Qinglong Sword Formation and Yongye Knife Formation.