"If you don't have chanting skills, the power of the chanting people will be greatly reduced!" The old man in gray smiled, "I want to see how many chanting skills the chanting king has prepared for you."

Xia Lin snorted coldly and did not answer.

"boom!"

With one move, Xia Lin hit the punch with a real punch. Each punch was very strong, trembling with the air.

"Haha! You really don't know how to recite skills." The old man in gray said in surprise, "But a fake writer wants to beat me?"

Speaking of this, the old man in gray punched out, and the surging mysterious aura filled with it, even bringing a hint of tiger roar.

"Take me a move, Fierce Tiger Fist!"

"boom!"

With one move, the old man in gray changed his face. He clearly felt that endless power emerged from Xia Lin's hands, accompanied by an incomparable murderous intent.

"This power... is damn it, what's going on?"

Xia Lin twitched slightly, "The show has just begun!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Although he had no special martial arts or chanting skills, Xia Linsheng started bombarding with his own strength, and each punch brought out sharp momentum and terrifying pressure.

"What a strong power." The old man in gray looked slightly pale, felt a strong threat, and used his bottom-up trick without hesitation, "Tiger Spirit, come!"

"roar!"

A tiger roar suddenly came, and a faint tiger shadow appeared behind the old man in gray, with sharp teeth and extremely fierce.

"Tiger Hunting Fist!" The old man in gray shouted and attacked Xia Lin again. The same trick and the same routine showed a different power at this time, and the moves were fierce.

Xia Lin narrowed his eyes and went up to meet again. However, at this moment he felt a strong crisis. In a few breaths, the old man pulled back his disadvantages and was completely suppressed by him.

"What kind of martial arts is this tiger spirit? It's so powerful!" Xia Lin was secretly shocked. Although his disadvantage is that he does not have the appropriate attacking martial arts, the same way, the old man in gray was a bit too powerful, and he almost instantly increased his power several times, so he naturally couldn't match it!

"Lie Tiger Fist, Tiger Spirit... seems to have a complete set of martial arts." Xia Lin thought to himself while resisting, "Since that's the case, it should never be as simple as attacking and assisting. If it is a set of martial arts, then footwork should be indispensable..."

"Step technique!" Xia Lin's eyes suddenly jumped and he looked at the old man in gray. Sure enough, at this moment, the old man in gray rushed towards him like a dragon and tiger steps under his feet.

It's like a tiger descending a mountain, unstoppable!

"Tiger Step!"

"roar--"

Accompanied by a terrifying roar, the power of the old man in gray reached an unprecedented peak state, and punched Xia Lin, as fierce as this!

"boom!"

Xia Lin also punched up with a punch, but it did not work. The empty door that was hit instantly opened and was attacked to his chest again. The white soul of the mind was almost shattered by one blow!

The whole person flew backwards and hit the ground hard, dripping four or five meters, leaving a deep mark, and a hole was actually smashed on the ground.

The Tiger King Village is silent.

Even Xia Man noticed this place with some concern, "What happened to Lin'er?"

"No, I want to go there."

Xia Man wanted to rush over, but how could he do that? Ninghai Peak opposite him knew that the battle had reached a critical moment, and he laughed wildly and blocked Xia Man: "King Man, just stay there. Since you dare to attack our Tiger King Village, you must be slaughtered, haha!"

"You're looking for death!"

Xia Man burst out with all his strength to suppress the opponent, but he couldn't make any move. As long as he walked here, he would be intercepted. He could only pay a little attention to the situation on Xia Lin's side.

"Diet?" The old man in gray stared at the ground with his eyes. The place where Xia Lin smashed out of the pit was filled with dust and could not see clearly. But soon, heavy footsteps came from inside, shocking his mind.

"Click!"

A figure shattered countless stones with one foot, and jumped out directly, full of infinite explosive power!

Unscathed.

"How is that possible?" The old man in gray stared at Xia Lin, "How could it be unscathed! The tiger fist under the amplification of the tiger spirit, the power of one punch is enough to penetrate a huge rock several meters wide. How could he be safe and sound? By the way, the chanting skill! He is the chanting skill, must have used chanting skill. The time grasps it is really wonderful. When I attack the chanting skill, I just protected it just right."

The old man in gray who thought he had gotten the result smiled coldly, obviously not knowing that what Xia Lin relied on was his physical strength!

"Recitation skills! I want to see, how many times can you use?"

"boom!"

Xia Linke didn't think as much as he thought. After getting out of the pit, he attacked without hesitation.

The fist is fierce and as fast as lightning.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The scene of the two clashing was far more powerful than Xia Man and the others. Each punch would cause great damage to the nearby ground. At this time, the battle became even more strange.

Just like the previous scene, Xia Lin was still suppressed, but the difference was that he was suppressed with high fighting spirit, undisdainable, and his fists were full of endless explosive power. On the contrary, the old man in gray, who was at the advantage, had a face of earth at this time, and had a solemn expression on his face.

Because he finally felt something was wrong, and his lyricism was not at all! Xia Lin was fighting entirely with his body, so there would not be much consumption. If this continues, he would be exhausted to death.

Hell!

The chanter fights with his body? How is it possible?!

Suddenly, the old man thought of something, power! Could it be that his soul-studying mind is actually not power?! Although it is super strait, only in this way can it be explained why he fights with his body!

"It can't be like this." Thinking of this, the old man in gray took a deep breath and looked at Xia Lin coldly, "This is what you forced me."

"Tiger shape!"

Xia Lin's eyelids suddenly jumped, and after looking up, his face changed drastically.

At this time, the old man in gray was still standing there, very calmly, but Xia Lin saw a completely different picture, and the one standing there seemed to have completely turned into a tiger.

He is huge, majestic and extremely fierce.

"Tiger Fist!"

The old man in gray made a move.

Xia Lin seemed to see the tiger in front of him and slapped it with a claw and attacked him directly.

"puff--"

Xia Lin's figure was beaten back several steps, "Is it an increase again? Tiger shape? It's so powerful!"

"boom!"

Xia Lin was beaten out again and vomited blood.

Every attack seemed to be accompanied by a terrifying force, which made him unable to resist at all. Is this the power of a tiger? The tiger in this world is so cruel.

"Well--"

The pain in his body made Xia Lin suddenly wake up, "Fighting is not the main task. Today's main task is to conquer the Tiger King Village, and the main and secondary cannot be reversed."

"I forgot that my hands itched for a while. Lian'er has never taken action. I guess she was disturbed by me."

"This is not a one-person battle, it is a life-and-death battle! Whether it is Tiger King Village or Heifeng Village, everyone is fighting for their own territory. This time, we cannot disappoint everyone!"

"If there is no chance, I will create opportunities, Lian'er, you have to seize them."

Xia Lin's thoughts were like lightning, and at the same time, his movements were not slow at all. Facing the tiger fist that attacked again, his arms crossed without hesitation and blocked him tightly.

"Click!"

Xia Lin could feel the pain of his body being torn, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

One breath, two breaths.

"boom!"

Xia Lin's entire soul was directly bombarded into pieces, scattered around, leaving countless crystal white lights.

"Hahahaha! I won?" The old man in gray laughed suddenly, "So what about the monk? So what about Juxing? Isn't my subordinates defeated..."

"Puchi--"

A red light flashed by, and the figure of the moon lotus flowing past.

Another red light flashed, and the blood was sprayed from the old man in gray.

The old man in gray clothes, the third floor of Ninghai Realm, the elder of the Tiger King Village, died.

"Well……"

Xia Lin stood up with a headache. Every time the soul of the mind was broken, he felt as if he had died once. That feeling... it was like his whole person was torn apart, which was very painful.

"Is it okay?" Yue Lian asked softly.

Xia Lin shook his head slightly, "It's okay, it's just that my soul cannot be used. Let's go and help my father."

Xia Lin jumped and walked towards Xia Man.

For those who think, the soul of the mind may be all. Once the soul of the mind is broken, it is almost equivalent to the destruction of martial arts. All the abilities of the zombies will be lost in a short period of time. They are weak and do not have any combat power, unless... they condense the soul of the mind again.

However, for Xia Lin, the soul of the soul is just a martial art that increases the strength of the body.
To be continued...