Great Emperor Myriad Chapter 34: Sword is perfect

Roar!

Aw!

Dragon and tiger meet, a tiger-shaped phantom and a dragon-shaped phantom simultaneously formed on Ling Xiao's double fists, intertwined with each other, as if attracting the power of heaven and earth, and suddenly retreated forward.

Void tremors.

No one can describe the sharpness of this punch.

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

Boom!

Zuo Zhen's infuriating spiritual realm was unbearable under this punch, and they all collapsed. With the crisp sound of clicking, Zuo Zhen's arm was instantly broken, and Ling Xiao's punch also arrived. In front of Zuo Zhen.

"Am I going to die?"

An extremely frightened look flashed in Zuo Zhen's eyes, and the shadow of death shrouded his heart, but facing Ling Xiao's punch, he was like a small boat in the sea, and there was no room for resistance at all.

Just when everyone's eyes widened, thinking that Zuo Zhen's head would be smashed by Ling Xiao with one punch.

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

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

Ling Xiao said lightly, with a hint of a meeting in his eyes flashing away.

No one is more familiar with this Dragon-Tiger Breaking Kung Fu Kung Fu than Ling Xiao, because this is a boxing technique created by Ling Xiao when he broke through to the Grandmaster Realm.

Although it is only a mysterious martial arts, but if you understand the ultimate dragon and tiger punch, you can explode a blow that is comparable to the dragon and tiger realm, which is extremely powerful!

"You..."

Zuo Zhen glanced at Ling Xiao with a complicated expression, and felt that he was soaked all over, as if he had walked through the gate of hell.

He bowed his hands to Ling Xiao, didn't speak, didn't look at Lin Haoyu, just turned and left.

Seeing Zuo Zhen Xiaosuo's back, the other disciples also showed a trace of unbearable expressions on their faces.

They know that Zuo Zhen was beaten badly by Ling Xiao this time. The third level of True Qi and the third level of Spirit Transformation were a big lower level, but the result was a two-stroke victory!

At this moment, no one dared to underestimate Ling Xiao anymore, even Lin Haoyu's subordinates showed awe in their eyes.

"How could he be so strong? Why him?"

Ling Kun's eyes showed fear and jealousy. He felt that Ling Xiao at the moment was ten times stronger than a few days ago?

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

The resentment in Ling Kun's eyes flashed away.

"The Holy Son of Longevity Sect? Comprehend the meaning of boxing? A genius of Dan Dao? How many secrets does he have?"

Liu Piao Piao, who was standing in the distance, became more and more curious about Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao is like a spring.

"Zuo Zhen has been defeated, hand over Xue Wei!"

Ling Xiao looked at Lin Haoyu with a very indifferent voice.

"Zuo Zhen is defeated! But I didn't say that as long as you defeat Zuo Zhen, I will give Xue Wei to you! This junior brother Jian Wuque is a swordsman wizard. If you can defeat him, maybe I'll think about it!"

The murderous look in Lin Haoyu's eyes flashed away, but then he resumed his smile.

"Junior Brother Wuque, kill him, you and I will be separated!"

Lin Haoyu's murderous voice entered the ears of the young man with the sword on his left.

The sword-backed youth, Jian Wuque, nodded lightly and walked out.

"It's Senior Brother Jian! It is said that Senior Brother Jian's Seven Streaming Swords have reached the perfect state, and he is only one step away from becoming Sword Intent. He will definitely lose if he shoots Ling Xiao!"

A disciple exclaimed in surprise.

"That's right! Although Senior Brother Jian is only at the sixth level of the Spirit Transformation Realm, it is said that his combat power is second only to Senior Sister Nangong and Senior Brother Lin, and the Seven Swords of Liuguang are also superb martial arts at the Xuan level! Although Ling Xiao's Dragon Tiger Breaks the Air It's amazing, but it's still not as good as the streamer seven swords!"

"I'm also optimistic about Senior Brother Jian!"

Many disciples talked a lot, and apparently Jian Wuque's shot gave them confidence again.

"Is the sword intact? It's interesting!"

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

Jian Wuque stood there, like a peerless sword, exuding a sharp edge that no one dared to look at.

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

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

Although Ling Xiao is only at the third level of True Qi Realm now, he has supreme consciousness, including the Secret Art of Swallowing the Sky and the Secret Art of Ancestral Dragon, and he knows the martial arts of the Longevity Sect very well, except for the Dragon Tiger Realm powerhouse. To threaten him, it stands to reason that he can sweep the spirit realm.

But the sword Wuque in front of him made Ling Xiao's eyes shine.

"I've seen the Son of God, the punch just now is amazing! I only have one strike, if the Son can follow, even if I'm defeated!"

Jian Wuque said lightly, as if he didn't see Lin Haoyu's gloomy face.

Calling Ling Xiao the Holy Son? Where is Lin Haoyu located?

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

Ling Xiao looked at Jian Wuque in front of him and asked lightly.

"It's just that some people have to pay it back! Today is a good time to take this ~IndoMTL.com~ with a single sword!"

Jian Wuque said slowly, but his eyes became more and more fiery.

Hoo!

The surrounding air seemed to freeze, and a pure sword energy spread out. When Jian Wuque's eyes fell on Ling Xiao, his whole person seemed to be transformed into a **** full of cold light. sword.

"Natural sword bone? Good! Very good! Come out with your sword!"

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

Chong!

The long sword is unsheathed, and the cold light overflows.

Jian Wuque's eyes became incomparably bright in an instant, and the infuriating energy around his body radiated out, as if it had turned into a transparent air sword. Such as the sea, pressing towards Ling Xiao.

This is a battle of sword intent. Although Jian Wuque hasn't fully comprehended the sword intent, the sudden flash of aura has made him take action unconsciously.

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

But Jian Wuque felt very awkward. Ling Xiao looked loose and slack, as if there were flaws in every part of his body, but there was not a single flaw.

The momentum that Jian Wuque has accumulated is like the waves encountering a rock, and there is no gap at all.

The surrounding wind seems to be still.

Although the disciples didn't know why Jian Wuque and Ling Xiao stood still, the depressing atmosphere in the air made them all suffocated.

"I can't do this anymore. If I go on like this, I'm already defeated before I can draw a sword!"

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