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Three hundred and fortieth eight chapters real power

When Yun Qingxue, who was standing up, saw Niu Jing and other disciples of the Liehuo Sect, stood up, was in a complicated mood.

It's understandable that she actually didn't want to see this scene happen.

But she also knew that things have developed to this point today, and no matter what she said, it would be useless.

I had to retreat aside and wait for the battle to begin.

As for the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect such as Jiang Ruoxue, Zhuo Hong, and the disciples of the Blood Evil Pavilion such as Qi Hu, they all retreated aside.

On the huge open space, only six people including Ling Yun and Niu Jing were left.

"Boy, I suggest you don't daydream anymore. You are not our opponent. You'd better be self-aware. I can give you a chance to die if you die. At least in this way, you will suffer less torture.

Niu Jing spoke nonsense about Lingyun as soon as he got up.

Ling Yun was not interested in this and smiled with extreme contempt: "The toad wants to eat swan meat."

Ling Yun naturally knew that Niu Jing's hostility towards him was mainly due to Yun Qingxue.

"What did you say?"

Niu Jing's nostrils exhaled, and his cold eyes seemed to want to remove Ling Yun from the top.

Ling Yun continued to smile indifferently: "I said you toad want to eat swan meat. Am I wrong? You don't even pee and look in the mirror? You are so shameless."

This sentence completely angered Niu Jing.

Niu Jing was furious: "Boy, someone said this before, but now the grass on his grave is more than three meters high. Today, I will let you see who is the real toad, let me die."

Niu Jing was the first to rush towards Ling Yun.

The other five disciples of the Liehuo Sect followed.

Everyone burst out with huge momentum and fiercely bombarded Ling Yun's fists and feet.

"Compare strength with me? Then let me tell you what real strength is."

Ling Yun curled his lips and smiled.

The next moment.

The dragon python transformed out.

The golden bell is displayed without breaking.

The dragon showed its anger.

Nirvana Vajra Fist is exerted.

Ling Yun's body suddenly surged, like a little giant.

Everyone's offensives fell on him one after another, but they were all absorbed by the golden bell on the surface of his body. Then, a dragon with anger soared into the sky jumped out of Lingyun's body and rose into the sky with a powerful aura. The dragon was furious and shook everyone back.

Ling Yun smiled lightly and did not stop. A golden light exploded on his fist. The Nirvana Vajra Fist, which was hidden in the power of strangulation, burst out with the greatest momentum, and kept blasting towards Niu Jing and others.

Bang bang.

Suddenly, a sound of fists and palms intersecting and banging sounded at the scene.

In the flash, Ling Yun could see that he was dealing with Niu Jing and his six people very calmly. The attacks of the six people were frequently launched, but they were all easily resolved by Ling Yun. Once Ling Yun found the right time, he would counterattack fiercely.

Fighting never stops, life never stops.

The two sides fought back and forth, and the fight was extremely hot.

Such a scene made everyone in the Tiandao Sect and the Xuesha Pavilion look slightly solemn.

Ling Yun is only a mid-stage warrior in the eighth level of the Earth Martial Arts realm, and he is several levels lower than Niu Jing and the six people. Logically speaking, people of higher levels can not kill people in seconds, but at least they can defeat them at will.

Even though Ling Yun was a little special and had a weird way, there were six people from the Liehuo Sect who took action together. It would be impossible for this anxious scene in front of him to appear.

At least, in their eyes, Ling Yun should retreat step by step in front of Niu Jing.

"This kid...is really a little capable."

Everyone was shocked and their impression of Ling Yun changed a little.

But then, this change expanded infinitely.

Because as the two sides continued to fight, Niu Jing and his men began to retreat step by step in Ling Yun's hands. Ling Yun fisted to the flesh and his palms were sharp. Every time he made a move, he cleverly avoided the strongest Niu Jing and successfully landed on the other five people.

The five people might be able to withstand Ling Yun's one or two punches, but once more heavier fists fell on them, their physical ability to withstand them was greatly reduced. Soon one of the disciples was knocked away by Ling Yun's punch for dozens of meters and fell heavily to the ground.

And with the first, there will definitely be second, third, etc.

Sure enough, after the first disciple was knocked away by Ling Yun, two more people were defeated under Ling Yun's rapid offensive.

The other two warriors at the early stage of the ninth level of the Earth Martial Arts were not feeling well, and their hands were numb by Ling Yun, and their faces were showing pain.

It is not surprising that Niu Jing alone has nothing to do. After all, his strength is there. Although his physical strength cannot pose any threat to Ling Yun, Ling Yun should not easily hurt him.

But this result was enough to make Niu Jing and others angry.

Several of them, who are above the ninth level of the Earth Martial Realm, cannot deal with a warrior of the Earth Martial Realm. After a fight, three of them were defeated?

This is simply a shame to their Fire Sect.

"Get a distance from him quickly."

Recognizing the strength of Ling Yun's body, Niu Jing naturally no longer chose to continue fighting Ling Yun's body. He immediately led the other two to distance themselves from Ling Yun.

Ling Yun teased and smiled sarcastically and said with a sarcastic smile: "It turns out that the disciples of Liehuo Sect have only this little strength? I think your Liehuo Sect can be removed from the four major sects."

Such ridicule made Niu Jing and the other two angry: "Boy, don't be too proud too early. What if your body is strong? The true strength of a warrior is not reflected in his body. Now let you see the heavenly martial arts of our Liehuo Sect."

After Niu Jing finished speaking, the three of them were constantly condensed with their handprints. In the end, Niu Jing and the other two formed a huge flaming tiger in the air. The three tigers had extremely ferocious faces. The two fangs seemed to be real, and the cold light was clear.

Among them, the flaming tiger condensed by Niu Jing is the most ferocious.

"Fire God Tiger Kill."

"Go to die."

As Niu Jing shouted loudly, the three of them slapped out with a sudden palm. Suddenly, the three fierce tigers rushed towards Ling Yunsi like hungry tigers, and they opened their teeth and claws.

"Is it just a mere Heavenly Level to take advantage of martial arts?"

A cold curve appeared on the corner of Ling Yun's mouth.

Immediately, the Black Eagle Sky-Snatching Bow appeared in Ling Yun's hand, and "Ten Thousand Arrows Fleet" was launched again. Forty spirit arrows roared out and rushed out with three flaming tigers.

Ten spiritual arrows dispersed the flaming divine tiger condensed by Niu Jing.

The fifteen spiritual arrows immediately dispersed the two flaming divine tigers condensed by the other two disciples.

In the end, there were fifteen spiritual arrows left to cut through the void. Each five spiritual arrows became an attack, aimed at Niu Jing and the other two and shot at each other. The speed was so fast that it was not visible to the naked eye.

The three of them were so shocked that they almost used all their strength to resist.

And at this moment, Ling Yun saw the chance to win.

"Soul Pattern Monument, Soul Destroying Wave."
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