Great Emperor Myriad

Roar!

expensive!

The dragon and the tiger crossed together, a tiger-shaped phantom and a dragon-shaped phantom formed on Ling Xiao's fists at the same time, intertwined with each other, as if to attract the power of heaven and earth, and suddenly retreated toward the front.

Void trembles.

No one can describe the sharpness of this punch.

It seems that the void has been shattered in this fist, and there is only this golden fist between heaven and earth!

boom!

Zuo Zhenhua’s spirit realm was unbearable under this punch, and one after another was defeated. With the crisp sound of clicking, Zuo Zhen’s arm was instantly broken, and Ling Xiao’s punch also reached Zuo Zhen’s. before.

"Am I going to die?"

An expression of incomparable fear flashed in Zuo Zhen's eyes, and the shadow of death loomed in his heart, but facing Ling Xiao's punch, he was like a small boat in the ocean, and there was no room for resistance.

Just when everyone's eyes widened, thinking Zuo Zhen's head would be shattered by Ling Xiao's punch.

Ling Xiao's fist stopped in front of Zuo Zhen, but his bright fist was like a blade, and his face hurt.

"For the sake of your inheritance of this fist, I won't kill you today, get out!"

Ling Xiao said faintly, a flash of meeting in his eyes.

No one is more familiar with this Dragon Tiger Po Kong Fist than Ling Xiao, because this is a fist that Ling Xiao created when he broke through to the Grandmaster Realm.

Although it is only a profound martial arts, the dragon and tiger who understands the ultimate punch can burst out a blow comparable to the dragon and tiger realm, extremely powerful!

"you……"

Zuo Zhen glanced at Ling Xiao with a complex expression, and felt that he was soaked all over, as if he was walking through a ghost gate.

He bowed his hand to Ling Xiao, didn't speak, and didn't look at Lin Haoyu, so he turned and left.

Seeing Zuo Zhen Xiaosuo's back, the faces of other disciples also showed a hint of intolerance.

They knew that Zuo Zhen had been hit hard by Ling Xiao this time. The True Qi Realm tripled against the Transformed Spirit Realm triple, which was a great level lower, but the result was a two-stroke victory!

At this moment, no one dared to look down upon Ling Xiao anymore, even those of Lin Haoyu's subordinates showed awe in their eyes.

"How could he become so strong? Why is he?"

A look of fear and jealousy appeared in Ling Kun's eyes. He felt that Ling Xiao at this moment was more than ten times stronger than a few days ago?

"No, he must die! If he doesn't die, I will die!"

The spiteful color in Ling Kun's eyes flashed away.

"Shengzi of the Changshengmen? Comprehend the fist? Pill Wizard? How many secrets are there on his body?"

Standing in the distance, Liu Piaopiao became more and more curious about Ling Xiao.

Lingxiao is like a spring eye. The more you explore, the more you discover the unfathomable ocean below.

"Zuo Zhen has already lost, hand over Xuewei!"

Ling Xiao looked at Lin Haoyu with an extremely indifferent voice.

"Zuo Zhen is defeated! But I did not say that as long as you defeat Zuo Zhen, I will hand Xuewei to you! This junior Jian Wuque is a kendo wizard. If you can defeat him, maybe I will consider a bit!"

The murderous look in Lin Haoyu's eyes flashed away, but immediately returned to smile.

"Junior Brother Wuwei, kill him, you and I are clean!"

Lin Haoyu's murderous voice reached the ears of the sword-backed youth on the left.

The sword-backed youth, that is, Jian Wuque nodded faintly, and walked out.

"It's Senior Sword! It is said that Senior Sword's Streaming Seven Swords have reached the stage of Consummation, only one step is short of being able to cultivate sword intent. He will definitely lose when he shoots Ling Xiao!"

A disciple exclaimed.

"That's right! Although Senior Brother Jian is only the Sixth Level of Transforming Spirit Realm, it is said that his combat power is second only to Senior Sister Nangong and Senior Brother Lin.

"I am also optimistic about Brother Jian!"

Many disciples talked about it, and it was obvious that Jian Wushang shot it, giving them confidence again.

"Is the sword intact? Interesting!"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, and the young man in front of him seemed to be only twenty years old, but he had already given birth to a wave of sword intent. Although extremely weak, it was extremely pure.

Jian Wuque stood there, like a peerless divine sword, exuding an edge that people dare not look at.

"Swordsmanship is perfect, half-step sword intent?" Ling Xiao's eyes also showed a hint of sharpness.

He felt the slightest threat from Jian Wuqian in front of him, but instead it aroused the fighting spirit in his heart.

Although Ling Xiao is now only the triple level of True Qi Realm, he has supreme consciousness, has the Secret Technique of Swallowing Heaven and the Secret Technique of Ancestral Dragon, and he knows the martial arts of the Longevity Gate very well, except for the strong of the Dragon and Tiger Realm. The threat, logically speaking, can already sweep the Spirit Realm.

But the sword in front of him was perfect, but it made Ling Xiao's eyes bright.

"I have seen Saint Son, and the punch just now is really amazing! I only have one sword, if Saint Son can follow, even if I lose!"

Jian Wuque said lightly, as if he hadn't seen Lin Haoyu's already gloomy face.

Call Ling Xiao the Son?Where is Lin Haoyu?

"You are different from him, why do you want to shoot?"

Ling Xiao looked at the sword in front of him and asked lightly.

"It's just that some people please have to pay it back! It just happens to be used today to cut it with one sword!"

Jian Wuque said slowly, but his eyes grew hotter.

call!

The surrounding air seemed to solidify, and an incomparably pure sword aura spread, and when the sword's inexhaustible gaze fell on Ling Xiao, his whole person seemed to have turned into a cold-blooded divine sword.

"Naturally born sword bone? Good! Very good! You have a sword!"

Ling Xiao's eyes lit up, as if he could feel the sword energy around him, and smiled slightly.

Qiang!

The long sword is out of its sheath, and the cold is overflowing.

Jian Wuqian's eyes became extremely bright in an instant, the true energy of his whole body radiated, as if it turned into a transparent Qi sword, holding up the long sword, the majestic aura is as vast as the sea, Coming toward Ling Xiao oppression.

This was a confrontation of sword intent. Although Jian Wuwei did not fully comprehend the sword intent, the sudden glimmer of light had already caused him to unconsciously shoot.

Ling Xiao stood there, very casual, with a faint smile on his face.

But Jian Wuqian felt very awkward, Ling Xiao looked loose, as if there were flaws in every part of his body, but there was no flaw.

The momentum that Jian Wuwei had accumulated was like a sea wave hitting a rock, and there was no gap at all.

The wind around it seems to have stopped.

Although the disciples didn't know why Jian Wuqian and Ling Xiao stood still there, the atmosphere of depression filled them all made them feel a little suffocated.

"I can't do this anymore, if I continue like this, I have already lost without a sword!"

Jian Wuque thought to himself that at this moment the sword intent on his body also rose to the extreme.