Dragon Emperor, Martial God

Although Ling Yong and Ling Hao were brothers and sisters of his milk compatriots, he and Ling Hao had the opposite personality. The kid had a mid day fix on the ninth floor the day after tomorrow, and fought bravely.

He has never seen the position of the Ling family owner. According to him, the family has not fallen into this way. Being the Ling family owner is not enough to suffer, I can't stand the bladder gas!

Ling Xiu, Ling Yue's daughter, ranking boss among Ling Yue's three daughters, age 23 years, beautiful appearance, fluttering body, talented, is one of the most beautiful women in Beijing City, everyone.

She also had a beautiful pair of Dan Feng's eyes in the early ninth floor the day after tomorrow, Dai Mei's eyes were tight, her eyes were sharp and determined, her lips were tight, her sword flipped up and down in her hand, and she vowed to defend Ling Jia!

Ling Yue's two sons, Ling Feng and Ling Li, Ling Feng was 20 years old, Ling Li was less than 18 years old, Ling Feng was also repaired in the first nine floors of the day after tomorrow, Ling Li was the peak of the eighth floor of the day after tomorrow, the two fought hard, and none of them gave anything!

These four young men quickly split up a bundle of clear charms that Old Choi gave them. Each one took more than twenty cards and rushed straight towards the nearest ninja to them. Even if they were injured, they would seriously hurt their enemies!

In this way, old Choi's heart beat, his heart said that these children are really born calves are not afraid of tigers, if you knew it, why not give them healing symbols!

These four children have the effect of healing against the sky, but what if these ghostly ninjas kill them with a knife and a second? Or, if someone chops off any part of the body with a knife, according to Choi Lao's knowledge, the healing symbol is absolutely untreatable.

Old Choi has seen that the 36 ninjas who came here, above the innate realm, there are only 10, and the remaining 26, are all below the innate realm.

Moreover, at least five of the ten ninjas in the congenital realm, Choi Lao could not see through their cultivation. Needless to say, the realm of these five ninjas is at least three floors above the congenital level.

Of the five strongest ninjas, two have been standing behind them and never made a move. Lao Choi can only see from their eyes that they are not willing to make a move at all. He feels that it is enough to clean up the Ling family with the remaining 34 ninjas.

The other three ninja masters, Ling Liang, Ling Zhen and Ling Yue are fighting each other, Ling Liang and Ling Zhen are better, Ling Yue is exhausted due to lack of power and physical strength, the peril has been created, and may be injured at any time!

The enemy is so powerful, there is no need for the 26 congenial ninjas to do it. If the 10 congenital ninjas do it together, it will be enough to easily destroy the Ling family!

Because Lingjia side, full count, but only four innate masters, and the highest realm of Choi Lao, is just the cultivation of the second floor of the innate peak, ten to four, easily crushed!

At this time, the hundreds of Ling family members, as well as the six crippled ones who have been closely guarding Ling Li's side in place of Old Choi, highlight their role!

Most of these dead people, although they don't reach the 8th floor of the day after tomorrow, they are dead and can stop the Ling family!

Everyone is fearless and focused on the knife!

Eighteen years ago, in the fierce battle, more than 200 dead Ling family members died!

In the battlefield, there are seven Ling family members. It can be said that every Ling family member is surrounded by more than a dozen Ling family members. As long as Ling family members are in danger, they stand up, their eyes are absolute, silent knife blockers, generously go to death!

It was a long time ago. In fact, less than a few minutes later, Lingjia's fifth largest courtyard, the body had been scattered all over the place, blood had flowed into the river, more than 50 bodies had been added to the ground, broken arms were all over the place, blood had sprayed everywhere!

Of the more than 50 corpses, the other ninja's corpse is only six!

This is definitely a blood battle. It is no worse than what happened in Lingyun's southern suburban courtyard. Lingyuan became Senroh hell in an instant!

The Ling family, by now, had killed red eyes. They looked at the brothers and comrades beside them, a brutal battle had died, the grief had fallen, the teeth had bitten straight, their eyes had cracked, but they would not take a step back!

Knife, sword, slaughter!

Boxing wind, palm wind, sword resonant, soldier blade cut on human body, chopped bone made a teething roar, constant ear sounding, but rarely heard a terrible scream.

Oriental ninjas are like cat drama mice, all of them are silent killers, they are ninjas, even if their body is injured, they do not feel pain. After silently ordering the cave for simple hemostasis treatment, they immediately rejoin the battle, their eyes are still indifferent, harvesting the lives of Lingjia dead soldiers!

People on the Lingjia side, after seeing these, whether injured again or seriously wounded dying, will no longer scream, because they understand that screaming is useless, it will only grow the enemy's killing machine and extinguish their own ambition!

Ninjas in the East are famous for their patience, but the Ling family's dead are famous for their stubbornness and fear of death!

I'm not afraid to die, and I certainly don't care about pain!

Old Choi was dripping blood in his heart, he dared not do anything, because he knew that the other two strongest ninjas had not done so far. He was the most powerful Ling family at present. He had to protect the safety of the seven Ling family members, fight hard until Ling Yun arrived!

Among all the Ling family members, the only one qualified to fight the other's strongest ninja is Choi Lao, because only he learned Lingyun's dragon elephant power!

Old Choi once tried, if he put Dragon Elephant power to the limit, he can explode six times more power, and in a short time can cross two levels of battle, equivalent to the master of the five peaks of the innate!

Old Choi carried out light work, wearing flower butterflies wandered around the battlefield, trying to protect Ling family members. One less person could die. As long as it could be saved, he should be healed with a healing mark immediately.

Because the strength gap between the two sides of the battle was too large, people on Ling's side lost a lot. Soon, there were only fifty dead men on Ling's side. At first glance, Ling could not continue to fight like this. He ordered the Shrinking Regiment to retreat while leading Ling's people, retreating toward the sixth compound of Ling's ancestral house.

“Mr. Ling, you will retreat with your family. I, Jester, will resist! ”

Of course, Jester had already made a move. He was almost eighty years old, but he was not alive. Although Ling Yun never told him about his family life, Ling Yun's name was Ling, and this was Ling family. He had just let him save his second uncle Ling Yue. If Jester didn't know that this was Ling Yun's family, he might as well find a tofu to kill him.

Now, Ling Yun's family is in trouble. How could Jester watch?

He had met these ninjas in the Chen family, and in the United States, he had heard of the strength of Eastern ninjas, but he was now a Viscount. Without having to transform, his strength was equivalent to that of a master on the fifth floor, so he was not afraid of these Eastern ninjas.

Jester's favorite fights, resilience and toughness, so when he arrived in the Fifth Reich, he almost simultaneously attacked Ling Yang!

It can be said that of the six ninjas who died, four were killed by Jester himself, but after all, the ninjas were ninjas, and they were fast, and the one who knew magic, the ghost, created a lot of trouble for Jester, and Jester couldn't beat them at all, which made him more and more angry!

But Ling Yun said not to allow him to be transformed. Jester always remembered Ling Yun's words and dared not violate them at all.

The tide of the Ling family generally retreated to the sixth largest courtyard in the back, and the Ninjas of the East, on their side, did not immediately chase in. They brushed in three rows, waiting for the orders of the two leaders.

Jester was stuck in front of the door between the Fifth and Sixth Compounds, dark and depressed.

“Shut up! I just texted Paul. Why hasn't he come yet? Too slow, damn it!” Jester's heart is dark and depressed.

Actually, it wasn't Paul who came slowly, but because the battle here was too intense and too fast. From the beginning of the battle until now, there were no past few minutes. Paul didn't know the exact location of the Ling family. He just needed to find a moment to fly.

Among the sixth largest compound of the Lingjia family, the only 50 remaining dead men, similarly silently stood in five platoons, blocked in front of Ling Liang et al., a red eye, radiated bone hatred, stared at the 30 Oriental ninjas in the front yard, could not help but eat their flesh and drink their blood!

The dead are also human beings, more than a hundred co-trained brothers who live together in the morning and evening, half blinking, all turned into dead souls under swords, this hatred has already been engraved in their bones and flowed in their blood!

“Homeowner, are you hurt?! ”

Old Choi silently came to Ling Li and others, saw Ling Li's shoulder hanging colors, the ninja's long knife cut a half foot long mouth, deeply reach the bone, blood stained half body, couldn't help but ask.

“Yes, sir!” Ling Li waved his big hand, shooting fierce hatred and anger in the tiger's eyes, yelling: “Good Chen Jingtian, old pig, you really did this poison to Ling family. As long as I Ling family can survive tonight, I will take your life with my own hands! ”

Old Choi did not answer the call, he silently used a clear healing mark against Ling Liang, healed Ling Liang's knife wound, and then looked at Ling Zhen and Ling Yue.

Ling Zhen is also two places to hang the colors, his chest and thighs were knifed, his skin turned over, his wounds were terrifying and astonishing, Ling Yue had the lowest power, he suffered the worst injuries, there were actually three knife wounds.

Ling Xiu, Ling Feng and Ling Li flew over. Without waiting for Old Choi to speak, he healed Ling Zhen and Ling Yue's wounds with a clear healing mark in his hand.

In the fifth courtyard.

The two ninja leaders looked at each other, Morinan grinned, and the voice exchanged: “Yamada, what they used to heal the wounds is Huaxia's most mysterious symbol. In that case, it looks like we're going to make a move! We have to kill them in seconds! ”

The other leader similarly smiled indifferently and said coldly: “Mitsui-kun, kill the Ling family, or kill the blood clan, please choose the same...”