Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1590: The storm is set
On the ground, the old man in black has a palm in the sky, heavy like a mountain, terrifying. "ΩωωiLα Dedication"
This sudden change surprised everyone, and after that, it showed pity.
Because the golden armor is not beside Ling Xian, this palm is fast and unbelievable.
Therefore, everyone believes that Ling Xian will definitely die.
Especially the old man in black, his eyes are full of certainty.
There was a smile on his face holding the winning ticket, as if he had already seen the scene where Ling Xian's blood was splashed on the spot.
But in the next instant, his smile froze on his face.
It was just because the golden armor broke through the air, and it lay in front of Ling Xian in an instant.
Boom!
With a loud noise, the golden armor stood proudly, not retreating for half a step. On the other hand, the old man in black was shaken back by seven steps.
This is normal. The Golden Armor is indestructible. Even if it is uncontrolled, its hardness is equivalent to that of the late eighth stage. How can this person be able to shake it?
"I really thought I would be so careless, do you give you a chance?"
Ling Xian's expression was calm, without any accidents, let alone moving.
He had expected that this person would not be reconciled. Therefore, although he did not bring the golden battle armor by his side, he secretly controlled it with the power of the soul, and he could summon it in front of him with a single thought.
"You!"
The old man in black has a gloomy face, a bit embarrassed, and a bit regretful.
"It is really disdain for a powerful person in the eighth stage to make a sneak attack." Ling Xian glanced at the old man lightly, contemptuously, very obvious.
The same goes for everyone.
This makes the old man angry, but he has nothing to say.
His behavior is indeed despicable, and he deserves to be looked down upon.
"Damn it!" The old man roared, his face was completely lost, and if he killed Lingxian, he would admit it.
Unfortunately, he didn't succeed, so naturally it made him angry.
"The **** person, it's you."
Ling Xian looked cold and said: "Do you really think I dare not kill you?"
"Come if you have the courage. "ωωωiLα Dedication"" The old man sneered, in a fearless posture.
●≡style_txt; This made Ling Xian smile, bright and cold.
Immediately, he jumped into the battle armor, punched in the air, shaking the sky!
This caused the old man to change his color, and he didn't expect Ling Xian to actually dare to do something to him.
But right now, he has no time to think about it. Ling Xian's punch came too fast, and it came too fiercely, so he had to deal with it attentively.
At the moment, the old man flicked his hands, and a silver-white penguin bird came out forcefully, trying to swallow the golden armor.
"Break it to me!"
Ling Xian yelled, his fists burst into light, and he smashed the peng bird to pieces in an instant. Immediately, he slammed his foot on the old man's chest.
Crack!
The sternum collapsed, and the old man spurted blood, making him unsteady.
Ling Xian's foot is too heavy, not to mention that he is only in the middle of the eighth stage, even in the later stage, it may not be able to block it.
"Stop!" The old man in white changed color and stopped.
However, he failed to stop Ling Xian.
He made a vain move, forcing the old man in white back, and his big hand pressed down strongly towards the old man in black.
As if the sky fell, this palm could not be shaken, the earth cracked, and the old man coughed up blood.
"Damn it!"
The old man was so angry that he never dreamed that he would be suppressed by Ling Xian so badly, it can be said that he has no power to fight back!
"I said, it's you who **** it!"
Ling Xian's eyes flashed with cold electricity, and the emperor raised his hand to blast out, making the old man retreat in embarrassment and dare not contend.
He understood it, he didn't have the qualifications to contend at all!
"Little friend, please calm down and spare his life." The old man in white looked bitter and didn't continue to take action.
Because he understood, he couldn't stop Ling Xian at all.
"Impossible."
Ling Xian refused, and the old man in black secretly attacked and wanted to put him to death. How could he let him go?
"My little friend, for the sake of my face, take a step back." The old man in white smiled bitterly.
"There is no discussion about this matter."
Ling Xian's eyes were cold, and his emperor fist was like a dragon. The old man's bones were shattered and blood spurted wildly.
This made this person extremely angry and terrified to the extreme.
He can't help but fear, Ling Xian's attitude and strength prove one thing, he will definitely die!
At the moment, he shouted in horror: "Brother Dao, help me!"
"Little friend, as long as you are willing to spare his life, the conditions are up to you." The old man in white gritted his teeth fiercely. "I just want his life."
Ling Xian's killing intent was awe-inspiring, and the old man was so frightened that he was out of his body, and was terrified to the extreme.
This fear forced him to give up his dignity and begged: "I was wrong, please, please don't kill me!"
"Now you know that the service is soft?"
Ling Xian looked cold and said: "Unfortunately, it's late."
"No!"
The old man was in horror, crying bitterly and said: "Don't kill me, I beg you."
"The way you are now makes me even more disgusting."
Ling Xian spoke indifferently, too lazy to talk nonsense with the old man, and smashed the man into dregs with a punch.
The blood is falling and the minced meat is flying, this scene stunned everyone present.
After a while, everyone came back to their senses, and then they all exclaimed.
"That's an old monster of the eighth stage. Kill it when you say it. It's too domineering."
"It's too powerful, that's an ancestor-level figure, and there is no power to fight back at all."
"Although I shouldn't say this, but this person is guilty of death."
"Yeah, I have the ability to fight a fair fight. What is a sneak attack? It deserves it!"
Everyone sighed with Lingxian's domineering and powerful, and they also did not despise the old man's deeds.
"Oh, that's it."
The old man in white sighed and waved to stop the other ancestors who wanted to take action.
He can understand that Ling Xian in the armor state can only give in, not be tough. Otherwise, the situation will become more serious.
This point, the other ancestors also knew very well, so they all suppressed their anger.
"Next, it's your turn."
Ling Xian shifted his gaze to the Lord of the Suppression Demon, and said: "Take it for yourself, when you are on the road, it will be when the storm has subsided."
"Good."
The Lord of the Suppressor sighed softly, with mixed feelings, and in the end, there was only one emotion left.
Regret.
The same is true for the three masters of five surnames.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
"Everyone, let me go one step ahead."
The Lord of the Suppressor closed his eyes in pain, and then exhausted his whole body strength to break his heart.
Seeing this, the three sects and five surname masters also successively judged themselves and set foot on the road of Huangquan.
At this point, the grievances have disappeared and the storm has calmed down.
"It's over..."
Ling Xian slowly exhaled a suffocating breath as he looked at the corpses of the nine people gradually becoming cold.
Over the years, there has always been a breath of illness in his heart~IndoMTL.com~ Now that the nine people died, they finally disappeared, which naturally made him relaxed.
Everyone also relaxed.
Even the elderly in white clothes are no exception.
The pressure Ling Xian put on them was too great, everyone was worried, for fear that he would kill them.
At the same time, everyone sighed.
That's the nine giants in the city of Devil, the real big people, but they ended up so miserably, who can't be moved?
And all this is because of Lingxian.
Therefore, everyone looked at Ling Xian with complex eyes, resentful and awe.
"My little friend, are you satisfied now?" The old man in white sighed.
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