Great Emperor Myriad

The blue-clothed young man Feng Lei is Ling Kun’s dog leg. After he reported to Ling Kun, Ling Kun was shocked and angry. To his shock, he was able to defeat Feng Lei, who had the first level of open veins in the Lingxiao district, and he was angry. It's Ling Xiao who used to be the only promise, but now he dares to resist?

So Ling Kun brought Liu Yiyi angrily, and was about to come to Ling Xiao to settle accounts, but he didn't expect to see Ling Xiao on Changsheng Square.

"Ling Kun, Liu Yiyi?"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed coldly, and he felt a resentment rising in his flesh.

"Don't worry, since you have taken up your body, I will take care of these two dog men and women!" Ling Xiao said secretly in her heart.

"Why? My good cousin doesn’t know me? I didn’t expect you to be so courageous. You would be so courageous to harm fellow brothers, and now you dare to blaspheme the statue of Patriarch, which is simply unforgivable. You abolish the cultivation base and expel from the sect, can you be convinced?"

Ling Kun said indifferently, with a vague murderous intent in his eyes.

Ling Xiao sneered, and a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes, "It is both a memorial and a memorial arch, and if you want to kill me, just say, why be such a high-sounding? I don't know you still have the habit of picking up people and breaking shoes. I don't want to You still look at the woman like a treasure, your taste is really unique!"

Ling Kun's expression turned gloomy in an instant, "Very well, Ling Xiao, you successfully angered me! Originally I didn't want to kill you, but since you are looking for death, don't blame me for being rude!"

A powerful wave of true energy filled Ling Kun's body, and his cultivation had reached the first stage of true energy.

And Liu Yiyi next to Ling Kun was originally waiting to see Ling Xiao's jokes, but he didn't expect that Ling Xiao would even scold her in, and suddenly turned pale and shouted in a sharp voice.

"What right do you trash have to say to me? If it weren't for the marrow pill in your hand, you would be attracted to you as an old lady? A little beast who doesn't even have his parents, really considers himself a little prince? This is the longevity gate. It's not the Town Demon Palace, Brother Ling Kun, kill him!"

"Ling Xiao, what else do you have to say, otherwise there will be no chance in the future!"

Ling Kun stepped forward, his expression sullen.

"Dog men and women!"

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, spit out three words, and Ling Kun and Liu Yiyi jumped into thunder in an instant.

"Go to hell!"

Ling Kun couldn't help it anymore, his eyes were murderous, and his figure was as fast as lightning, and he blasted towards Ling Xiao with a punch.

Longevity Fist!

This is the basic boxing technique of the Longevity Gate. It is simple and elegant when used, and contains an endless artistic conception. It is a Huang-level high-grade martial arts.

The martial arts are divided into: yellow level, mysterious level, earth level, heaven level, supreme level and god level!

Each level is divided into low-grade, middle-grade, top-grade and superb.

Ling Kun's longevity boxing technique is full of vigor, majestic, and looks extremely fierce.

"Changshengquan is not what you use!"

Ling Xiao sneered, and also blasted out with a punch.

Ling Xiao's punch didn't seem to be fast, and he even felt a little random shot, but it didn't have a chic mood, it was natural.

boom!

When the two fists collided, Ling Xiao and Ling Kun both stepped back at the same time, and they were evenly divided.

"how is this possible?"

Ling Kun's eyes were full of unbelievable expressions. Ling Xiao's cultivation reached the fourth level of the Open Pulse Realm, but there was also a big gap with him. This punch was even tied with him?

Moreover, Ling Kun felt an endless mood from Ling Xiao's longevity fist, making him feel a little frightened.

"Impossible, this little beast just hit and hit by mistake!"

Ling Kun's eyes were gloomy, the murderous intent in his heart became more intense, and he rushed towards Ling Xiao again.

"Full of flaws!"

Ling Xiao shook his head, and stepped forward with his feet, flashing Ling Kun's punch so wonderfully, and then slapped his backhand.

Snapped!

With a crisp voice, Ling Kun turned around a few times when Ling Xiao slapped him, and half of his face was swollen.

"That is, Ling Xiao, a big waste? He actually slapped Ling Kun? What a courage!"

The battle between Ling Xiao and Ling Kun instantly attracted some disciples from the Longevity Sect. When they gathered around, they saw incredible expressions on their faces when they saw the two fighting.

"When did the big trash Ling Xiao become so powerful? Ling Kun's true energy level one cultivation base is actually not his opponent?"

"Big Trash Ling Xiao will definitely not be able to beat Senior Brother Ling Kun, but Senior Brother Ling has been taken by Elder Deng as a named disciple, and is now the senior brother of the Inner Sect. However, Big Trash Ling Xiao is the son of the Town Demon King. I think Ling Kun is He played it!"

The disciples of the Changshengmen on the side talked a lot.

"Playing...playing...playing..."

These three words passed into Ling Kun's ears, and his mouthful of old blood almost didn't come out.

Ling Kun's face blushed at once, and an extremely strong sense of humiliation surged into his heart. He roared, "Ling Xiao, I want you to die!"

Zheng!

Ling Kun pulled out the cyan long sword behind him with one hand, filled with majestic infuriating energy, the long sword emitted a faint light, and the sword slashed towards Ling Xiao.

"too slow!"

Ling Xiao stood with his hands behind, still taking the next step with his feet, and Ling Kun smashed into the air.

Uh, uh!

Ling Kun swiftly drew his sword, and the cold light swept across the void, leaving behind many afterimages, but Ling Xiao still looked casually, just taking a few steps under his feet, completely avoiding Ling Kun's long sword, and then It was another slap.

Snapped!

The other half of Ling Kun's face was also swollen, and a stream of blood mixed with teeth spurted out. He was directly fanned by Ling Xiao for more than ten feet and hit the square severely.

"Ling Xiao just used it, could it be the longevity footwork? But when did the longevity footwork become so powerful?"

There was an incredible look in the eyes of the disciples of the Changshengmen. Ling Kun's longevity swordsmanship could not even touch Ling Xiao's clothes. This kind of footwork was simply amazing.

"It should be the longevity footwork!"

An inner disciple said with a dignified look: "Even though the longevity swordsmanship, the longevity boxing method, and the longevity footwork are just the foundation-building martial arts of the longevity gate, they are only the top grade of the yellow level, but they are left by the supreme ancestor of the longevity. Realizing the artistic conception has a very powerful power! I have seen the Sect Master use the Longevity Footwork, dozens of disciples besiege at the same time, but they can't touch the Sect Master's clothes at all!"

"How is it possible? How can Big Waste Lingxiao cultivate the Longevity Footwork to the present level?"

Many disciples are still a little unbelievable.

"I don't know! But this battle doesn't look like a joke!"

The inner disciple spread his hands and said with a wry smile.

"Ling Xiao, what are you doing?!"

Liu Yiyi screamed suddenly, looking at Ling Xiao who was approaching her with a little panic in his eyes.