Great Emperor Myriad

"Bloodbath Jiuyang Peak? What a big tone!"

At this moment, the gate of the palace opened, and three young men wearing white robes and three golden swords embroidered with gold thread on the cuffs walked out of them. Each of them was handsome and tall.

The young man on the left is carrying a long sword, his eyes are sharp, and the whole person exudes a fierce aura, and his cultivation has reached the sixth level of the spiritual transformation!

The young man on the right looks extremely burly, his body is muscle knotted, his vitality is extremely strong, and he is a triple power in the transformation of spirit realm!

Ling Xiao only glanced at these two people slightly, and his eyes fell on the one in the center.

He had a handsome face and a slender figure, but his lips were thin, showing a haughty smile, his eyes were like poisonous snakes, and his eyes were radiant.

The most important thing is that his cultivation has reached the Ninth Level of the Soul Transformation Realm, and it only takes a little bit to reach the Dragon and Tiger Realm!

Lin Haoyu!

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and he recognized his identity.

"Boy, didn't you hear me talking to you? The trivial Kaimai realm has three levels, and the ant-like cultivation base, dare to be called a holy child?"

It was the burly young man on the right who was speaking. He saw that Ling Xiao didn't pay attention to him at all, and his eyes instantly became gloomy.

"Senior Brother Zuo, this kid's own cultivation is not worth mentioning, but he can spur the protector's large array, be careful not to fall into his tricks!"

Ling Kun ran in front of Zuo Zhen like a stubborn bit, and whispered.

"Her Zong Formation? Hey, just rely on this kid? You leave me aside, today I will teach him what it means to respect brother!"

Zuo Zhen obviously didn't believe it. Although many people said that Ling Xiao was able to spur the Protectorate formation, he hadn't seen it after all. He just thought that Ling Xiao used some treasure to defeat Deng Yalin's waste.

"What are you? If you don't want to die, just go away!"

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, looked at Zuo Zhen and said coldly.

Immediately his eyes fell on Lin Haoyu, and he said coldly: "Hand over Xuewei, I can't kill you today!"

"kill me?"

Lin Haoyu was taken aback, as if he had heard some funny joke, and laughed loudly.

"Ling Xiao, I don't know how you, an ant-like fellow, won the favor of Nangongxuan and got the position of the holy son! But if you want Xuewei, you can give up the position of holy son and kneel down I beg for mercy in front of me, maybe I can spare her life, otherwise, I will enjoy the taste of that little girl first!"

Lin Haoyu laughed arrogantly, without paying attention to Ling Xiao at all.

"You are playing with fire!"

Ling Xiao was not angry, but the cold light in his eyes became brighter.

"Boy, don't talk nonsense. If you want Senior Brother Lin to let go, you will pass me first!"

Having been ignored by Ling Xiao all the time, Zuo Zhen was already furious in his heart. He couldn't help but jump out at this moment, and the powerful infuriating Qi spread out from his body, oppressing Ling Xiao.

"Yes! If you want me to release Xuewei, you must defeat Zuo Zhen first!"

Although Lin Haoyu was arrogant, but also quite scheming, Zuo Zhen jumped out, he was going to let Zuo Zhen try Ling Xiao's details first.

"Boy, taste my Dragon Tiger Po Kong Fist!"

Zuo Zhen rushed up with a grinning grin. He didn't give Ling Xiao the slightest chance to react. He punched him.

Roar!

As if the sound of a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests sounded, this fist engulfed the arrogance of the king of beasts, faintly forming a phantom of a tiger behind Zuo Zhen, looking very domineering.

"It turned out to be Longhu Pokong Fist? Xuan-level martial arts, even more powerful than Xiaojingangquan. It seems that the Saint Child is going to lose!"

"Hey, what a holy son! He is only in the triple true aura, which is a big difference from Senior Brother Zuo.

"Yes! Senior Brother Zuo mighty!"

Many disciples yelled in excitement, and cynicism kept coming to Ling Xiao's ears.

However, Ling Xiao's expression remained unchanged, and he was calm to the extreme. When Zuo Zhen's extremely overbearing punch was about to strike, he only shot it.

Roar!

A roar that shook the heaven and the earth reminded me, as if it was the Tiger King patrolling the mountains, overlooking the Bahuang rivers and mountains, Ling Xiao punched out, and everyone felt like a tiger king pounced towards Zuo Zhen.

If Zuo Zhen is a fierce tiger, and Ling Xiao is the king of ten thousand tigers, with the arrogance that can't be seen in the world.

Boom!

When the two fists collided, Ling Xiao stayed still, while Zuo Zhen's arm was numb, and he was directly hit by a powerful force.

"how is this possible?!"

Zuo Zhen suddenly spewed a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with incredible expressions.

It made him unbelievable that Ling Xiao had both the terrifying and incomparable physical power of Ling Xiao, as well as Ling Xiao's accomplishments in the Dragon Tiger Po Kong Fist.

This Dragon Tiger Po Kong Fist was the martial arts bestowed by the sect when he was promoted to the true disciple a year ago, second only to the legendary Seven-Star Moon Sword.

With Longhu Pokong Fist, he is confident that even people who are one or two above him are not his opponents.

There are only three types of Dragon Tiger Punch Boxing: Tiger Boxing, Dragon Boxing, Dragon Tiger Punching Boxing!

But Ling Xiao's Tiger Fist had a faint aura that made him feel terrible, as if he was facing the true form of a tiger king.

"This is... boxing?!"

The sword-backed youth on Lin Haoyu's left seemed to have thought of something, and he was shocked and exclaimed.

"What?! Fist? Impossible!"

Lin Haoyu's expression on the side was shocked, a sharp light appeared in his eyes, and his gaze toward Ling Xiao also became gloomy.

But when he recalled the punch that Ling Xiao had just made, it seemed that Ling Xiao had really turned into a king of ten thousand tigers, crushing people with the power of heaven and earth. Only by comprehending the intent of the fist can such a terrifying blow be issued.

Artistic conception is a powerful person who comprehends the power of heaven and earth and is exclusive to the master realm. Every powerful master in the master realm has its own unique martial art concept.

And those who can comprehend the artistic conception before the Grandmaster Realm are all geniuses. There is no accident in the future, and they can definitely be promoted to the Grandmaster Realm!

Only Ling Xiao was in the real aura and realized the mood, this talent is simply terrifying!

"This kid must not stay!"

A trace of murder flashed in Lin Haoyu's eyes.

"I don't believe that your Longhu Pokong Fist is stronger than me! Give me death!"

Zuo Zhen, who was blasted by the sky, showed a trace of madness in his eyes, and his body was full of majestic infurience, as if he was spiritual, and the clouds and mists were misty, turning into a dragon-shaped phantom around him.

expensive!

With a high-pitched dragon roar, the dragon fist burst out and blasted towards Ling Xiao!

"Longhu Pokong Fist, you don't use it like that!"

Ling Xiao sighed lightly, but his eyes became sharper.

I saw a bright golden glow from his body, and then his left fist was like a tiger and his right fist was like a dragon, two strange sounds resounding through the void.