Great Emperor Myriad
Chapter 7
"Little diamond fist? But you don''t use the real little diamond fist like that!"
Lingxiao''s eyes flashed. Facing Deng Yalin''s fist, he stamped his foot and blew it out.
Boom!
The boxing is just fierce and magnificent. Like Deng Yalin, he used the little King Kong fist.
Moreover, on Lingxiao''s fist, there is also a light fist awn.
"How can Lingxiao xiaojingang boxing? Xiaojingang boxing is a martial art that only genuine disciples can practice!"
Someone exclaimed and recognized Lingxiao''s martial arts.
"Hum! What if he knows little Vajra fist? With the cultivation of mole ants, he can only die in the hands of senior brother Deng if he forcibly displays little Vajra fist!"
Ling Kun gave Lingxiao a resentful look, and his face was full of jealousy.
He broke through the realm of true Qi and became an inner disciple. He was not qualified to practice little Vajra boxing, but Lingxiao could. How could he not be angry and jealous?
"Yes, Lingxiao must die! The strong man in the spirit realm is as strong as King Kong. Lingxiao doesn''t choose to dodge, but directly welcomes him. He will be seriously injured if he doesn''t die!"
Someone shook his head and looked at Lingxiao with sympathy.
Bang!
The two fists intersected, and the majestic Qi surged. The scene that Lingxiao was directly blasted off did not appear.
I saw Lingxiao''s fist directly hit the golden fist seal, and then with a bang, the golden fist seal disintegrated directly.
The powerful punch did not cause any damage to Lingxiao.
"Flaw node... How is this possible?"
Deng Yalin''s eyes were shocked and showed an incredible look. Others didn''t know, but he knew it very well.
He didn''t fully practice the little King Kong fist, and there were still flaws in it. Lingxiao''s fist just blew on the flaw node of the fist seal, which easily disintegrated the terrible fist.
"As I said, you haven''t cultivated your little diamond fist yet!" Lingxiao gave Deng Yalin a faint look.
"I don''t believe it! You just happened to die!"
Deng Yalin''s heart gave birth to a fear for no reason, but his heart of killing Lingxiao became stronger and stronger.
Boom!
I saw him coming in the air. His innate Qi was surging and unmatched. His fist was like the wind and shrouded all over Lingxiao.
Whoosh!
Lingxiao''s immortal footwork moved, and most of Deng Yalin''s punches failed, but Lingxiao still had one or two punches to avoid, so he had to take them down.
Bang! Bang!
Lingxiao flew backwards for more than ten feet before dissolving Deng Yalin''s boxing strength, but his arm was numb.
"This flesh is still too weak!"
Lingxiao sighed. Deng Yalin chose this barbaric playing method and won purely with the power of the flesh. Moreover, the strong man who transformed the spiritual realm, the innate Qi in his body can evolve everything, making Lingxiao''s long-life footwork useless.
Deng Yalin hit it well, and the light in his eyes became more and more intense. He thought he had touched the details of Lingxiao, and the attack became more and more fierce.
"Boy, as long as you give me the treasure on you, I''ll spare your life, or you''ll die!"
Deng Yalin''s subtle voice came into Lingxiao''s ears.
"Treasure?"
Lingxiao was slightly stunned, and then showed a trace of mockery.
He immediately understood Deng Yalin''s meaning. I''m afraid his amazing performance today made Deng Yalin mistakenly think he had got something.
But Lingxiao didn''t explain. She smiled coldly and said, "you deserve it?"
"You want to die!"
Deng Yalin''s eyes were gloomy for a moment, and his hand became more cruel. In an instant, several fists fell on Lingxiao, leaving a trace of blood on Lingxiao''s mouth.
"Kill him, kill this little beast!"
"Elder martial brother Deng is powerful and invincible!"
All the disciples of the law enforcement hall, including Ling Kun and Chen Feng, shouted when they saw that Ling Xiao had completely fallen into the disadvantage.
"Some people are always so ignorant!"
Although Lingxiao''s face was a little pale, his eyes were extremely calm. Looking at Deng Yalin was like looking at a dead man.
"God, I order you to send a thunder to kill him!"
Lingxiao pointed to the sky and shouted.
Deng Yalin was slightly stunned, and then laughed, "little beast, you can''t be crazy? Do you think you''re the son of God? It''s you, not me, who''s going to die today."
Click!
As soon as Deng Yalin''s voice fell, he saw a purple thunder fall out of thin air and directly hit his head.
"Ah..."
Deng Yalin gave a terrible howl and suddenly fell to the ground with convulsions.
"Horizontal slot @#$% ^..."
The expression on their faces was as ugly as eating shit, and the same sentence came out of their hearts.
Originally, the people were about to laugh at Lingxiao, but they didn''t expect that thunder fell in the blue sky and day, and it happened to hit Deng Yalin.
"What a coincidence..." someone whispered.
"It must be a coincidence. He is a big waste in the sky. How can he summon thunder?" Someone didn''t believe it and said.
"I''ll kill you, little beast!"
Deng Yalin struggled to stand up, his face was very ferocious, and suddenly rushed towards Lingxiao.
"God, kill him!" Ling Xiao pointed to Deng Yalin.
Click!
Suddenly another purple thunder fell, foaming Deng Yalin''s mouth, convulsing and falling to the ground, but he didn''t dare to scold Lingxiao anymore. His eyes were full of panic.
If the first thunder was a coincidence, what about the second?
Everyone looked at Lingxiao like a ghost. There was a silence around. No one dared to gossip anymore.
They were afraid that Lingxiao would summon a thunder and kill them directly.
At this time, in an ancient hall on the top of the mountain, a middle-aged Taoist covered with milky light suddenly opened his eyes, and two bright gods pierced the void.
"This is... The fluctuation of the protectorate array?!"
"Xiao... Lingxiao, wait, my grandpa won''t let you go! My grandpa is a law enforcement elder. You''re dead. No one can save you now!"
Deng Yalin, lying on the ground, looked at Lingxiao with a look of resentment.
Lingxiao glanced at Deng Yalin obliquely, and spit out another word that made him almost collapse.
"God, kill him!"
Click!
The purple thunder fell again, blackening Deng Yalin''s whole body, dishevelled and embarrassed, and his breath became extremely weak.
"Little beast, you want to die!"
Suddenly, a roar from the sky came, and a dignified old man with black robes and silver hair came from a distance, shrouded in a strong killing machine, and rushed towards the sky.