When Sun Teng saw Ao Ling's relaxed and carefree smile, he felt it was a provocation. His already unpleasant expression darkened further, and his caution was replaced by anger.

The blade sensed its master's anger, and its body trembled slightly.

Sun Teng wanted to raise his knife again and launch an attack.

But Ao Ling was even faster than him. With a flash, she cleverly used the power of space to suddenly rush in front of Sun Teng.

With a delicate shout, she cried out, "Old man, take this punch! Mighty Dragon Fist!"

Her petite body unleashed a powerful force, instantly creating a fierce aura.

She swung her fist, covered in dense scales, and slammed it hard into Sun Teng's face.

A tremendous roar of a true dragon suddenly resounded.

Sun Teng was startled; how did this girl suddenly appear in front of him?

Seeing the rapidly approaching fist and hearing the deafening roar that disturbed him, he had to change his mind, even though he had intended to attack.

He held the long sword across his chest and frantically channeled his immortal energy into it.

The longsword instantly emitted a dazzling light, quickly forming an energy shield in front of him.

After Sun Teng hastily set up a defensive line, Ao Ling's fist had already landed.

Bang.

Sun Teng's newly formed energy shield was shattered by a single punch.

Ao Ling pressed her advantage, her scale-covered fist continuing to smash towards Sun Teng's old face.

Sun Teng was shocked again. His defense had been breached just like that. Even though the defense was temporary, it shouldn't have happened.

He didn't have time to think, and immediately moved the long sword that was lying across his chest upwards, otherwise he would really be slapped in the face.

Despite this, Ao Ling did not change her attack and slammed her fist hard into the knife.

Clang.

The long sword was bent into a crescent shape by the impact, emitting a buzzing sound.

Sun Teng was sent flying far away by the punch, still shaken.

His hand holding the knife was still trembling slightly, and he thought to himself that this girl had great strength.

He subconsciously looked at Ao Ling and found that she was no longer where she had been; Ao Ling had vanished.

Sun Teng knew something was wrong. Thinking of what had just happened, his hair stood on end. He immediately put on a defensive stance and released his mid-stage Immortal Emperor aura to the extreme.

His idea was correct.

Bang.

However, Ao Ling's movements were faster than he had imagined. Before he could fully activate his defense, her fist had already arrived.

The fist pierced through the half-baked energy shield, bypassed the protection of the longsword, and struck Sun Teng's old face squarely.

"Ah!" Sun Teng screamed, spitting out blood, his left hand covering his face, looking pained.

Ao Ling did not let him off the hook. She landed a punch and immediately disappeared.

Having transformed into a Void Dragon, her control over space has reached a terrifying level, making teleportation a piece of cake.

She reappeared in front of Sun Teng, raised her fist, and punched out again.

Sun Teng cried out in pain and realized something was wrong. He immediately tried to defend, but it was too late.

Bang.

Another punch that landed squarely on the skin.

"Ah!" Sun Teng's scream rang out.

Bang.

"ah."

Ao Ling punched Sun Teng relentlessly, using him as a punching bag, sending him flying through the air.

Sun Teng swore that he had never been so humiliated in his life, especially under the control of a girl.

Xiao Yong and the other members of the Xiao Ao Gang were completely stunned. They were still in the moment when Su Teng displayed his divine power and used the Sky-Splitting Strike.

Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, their proudest asset was completely overpowered and beaten, leaving them utterly powerless to fight back.

Xiao Yong's anxiety resurfaced once again, and he looked at Yin Tiantian and the other two with a deep gaze.

Xiao Fan was also impressed by Ao Ling's powerful strength. "Ling'er is so strong! That old man was beaten into a punching bag."

Yin Tiantian said somewhat awkwardly, "Yeah, it seems I should speak more softly when talking to her in the future."

Leng Yuexi smiled but didn't say anything.

Sun Teng was hit by Ao Ling several times and was seriously injured. However, apart from the first two punches, he carefully defended himself afterward. Although he was also injured, he was not seriously hurt.

But he was still bothered by it and felt very frustrated.

He roared angrily, "This is outrageous! Do you really think I'm easy to bully? Heavenly Blade: Overlord Style, in heaven and on earth, only the blade reigns supreme."

boom.

At Sun Teng's command, the immortal energy around him fluctuated violently, the long sword in his hand emitted a series of high-pitched ringing sounds, and he exuded an aura of majesty that commanded the world.

In a short moment, countless blade-shaped phantoms formed around him, guarding him like sentinels. They would take the initiative to defend him should any enemy invade.

Ao Ling's extraordinary attack methods had to be temporarily halted.

Sun Teng breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this. He was truly impressed. He had only made one move, yet his opponent had retaliated with a hundred. What a temper!

He said coldly, "You've been fighting for so long, now it's my turn."

Wherever the long sword pointed, countless sword-shaped phantoms surged forth in the direction it pointed, like a tidal wave.

Ao Ling glanced at these flashy but impractical moves, and her aura surged, creating ripples that spread outwards from her.

Wherever the ripples reached, all the ethereal spirits vanished, returning to their original celestial aura.

This was clearly not Sun Teng's true method. His eyes flashed with a chilling light as he stared intently at Ao Ling.

He gripped the long sword tightly, slowly raised it, and his aura grew increasingly fierce.

He raised the long sword to his head, blade facing him, his eyes fixed on the sword.

He examined the long sword, as if he were examining himself.

In an instant, a beam of light shot into the sky, dazzling and forming a pillar that enveloped his figure.

The soaring light receded, converging on Sun Teng and his longsword, making him and his sword one, like a newly born star.

At this moment, Sun Teng was so radiant and dazzling, exuding an aura of dominance.

The stars sped towards Ao Ling's direction.

Ao Ling straightened her expression. She could dodge, but she didn't want to. She snorted coldly, her entire body covered in azure and white scales, and she entered her battle-ready dragon-human form.

With a majestic dragon aura and gleaming armor, Ao Ling was not only imposing and extraordinary, but also exuded a heroic spirit.

She suddenly spurred her foot forward, flying straight out like an arrow released from a bow, and her raised right fist slammed out.

Dragon Fist, Dragon Fury.

Ouch.

As she moved, the scales on her body stood up, and a dragon-shaped phantom enveloped her entire body, with the dragon's head located at the position of her fist.

The phantom of the dragon grew increasingly solid, as if it were a real dragon.

It was furious, radiating a terrifying aura that kept strangers at bay, its eyes fixed intently on the dazzling little bead that had been thrown at it.

Bang.

The dragon playing with the pearl, the star pearl that Sun Teng transformed into by merging man and sword was swatted away by a single claw.

Sun Teng was completely dumbfounded. Unwilling to give up, he attacked Ao Ling again.

Boom!

He was sent flying again, worsening his injuries.

This time, before Sun Teng could make another move, Ao Ling's Dragon Fist had already arrived in front of him.

boom.

He was punched into the ground, buried by dust, and his fate is unknown.

It's not that Sun Teng is too weak, but that Ao Ling is too strong.

With the Void Dragon's powerful physique and her Dragon Fist, how could a mere mid-stage Immortal Emperor be a match for her?