Cultivation – Stand above the Heaven Chapter 1063: The second wave of men in blood!

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Ling Tianhua frowned, looking at Ling Wushuang, quietly said "No frost, do you still have illusions about Xiao Lang, or are they feelings?"

"I ... I don't have it!" Ling Wushuang wanted to deny it, but unconsciously, his voice weakened.

It is naturally impossible to deceive Ling Tianhua like this. Ling Tianhua's face immediately showed a look of anger, and his voice sank, saying, "Do you still want to hide me? You are not a fool, do I just? I tell you, Xiao Lang has rejected you once, you How can I still have illusions about him? I tell you, Xiao Lang, and even the Xiao family, are the enemies of our Ling family! "

"Brother! In fact, why are we so extreme? Xiao Lang may be right, he ca n’t be a lover, but he can also be a friend! And, because of our relationship, Xiao Lang was sent to Ascension Mainland for five years. , This ... this should be enough too! "

Ling Wushuang, who calmed down completely, seemed to figure it out suddenly, Zhen Sheng said.

"What's enough? That's because he took it for himself! Do you know how many people think of our Xiao family as a joke since the **** refused you? How can you swallow it with this breath?"

Leng Wushuang shook his head, seeing Ling Tianhua's words getting worse, Ling Wushuang shook his head, a look of disappointment, silence for a moment, suddenly said, "This is my business, brother, you still don't care anymore?"

"What are you talking about?" Ling Tianhua couldn't believe his ears. Na Na asked.

Ling Wushuang didn't want to talk to Ling Tianhua anymore. Everyone didn't mean to help. He bit his red lips, pulled up his body, and swept towards the blood-clothed crowd.

"Ling Wushuang, you come back to me!" In the impression, this is the first time that Ling Wushuang does not listen to his own words. Ling Tianhua was shocked and angry, and he screamed loudly.

King Wushuang, apparently iron-hearted, ignored Ling Tianhua's applause.

Ling Wushuang single-handedly rushed into the blood-clothed crowd. A sword was danced by her to be impervious to air, and the water was not splashed. Under the snow-white sword light of the world, the blood-covered crowds backed away and gave Wan Dong Lin Feng they relieved a lot of pressure.

"Sister Wushuang, we know that your Ling family will not stand idly by."

When I saw Ling Wushuang, Lin Feng's expression immediately rose, and it seemed that even the injuries on his body were less painful. Talking to Ling Wushuang, smiling broadly.

Ling Wushuang snorted softly and said, "Do n’t be too happy, I can only represent myself, not the Ling family."

Finally, Ling Wushuang shook his hand with a sword, forcing a blood-clad man to retreat, and then hurriedly moved forward, standing with Lin Feng and Xin Wuhen.

Listening to Lin Wushuang's words, Lin Feng discovered that only Ling Wushuang rushed over, and the other masters of the Ling family still stood still.

Lin Feng ’s face was suddenly bitter, and said, "Sister Wushuang, we ’ve got your heart, but with your own strength, I ’m afraid I ca n’t get back to the sky. You still have to quit now, so as not to sacrifice. "

"Less nonsense!"

Ling Wushuang's temper is indeed not the ordinary "wild", Lin Feng's words just fell to the ground, she was pushed back by the hard state.

There is no other nonsense, the sword dance is more urgent in hand, and the pressure on Lin Feng and Xin Wuhen will be almost shared. Looking around, except for Wan Dong, there are the most blood-clad people around her.

Wan Dong could n’t help but look at Ling Wushuang a few times, and the impression on her in her heart was greatly improved.

Although the girl's temper is a little stubborn and a little extreme, she can't speak badly. And she did not hesitate to fall down with her family, but also want to be alone and help them to help them move, but also let Wan Dong feel her longing for Xiao Lang.

For more than five years, Xiao Lang was dispatched to Ascension Mainland, although it was equivalent to breaking his future, but for more than five years, Xiao Lang has been very chic, otherwise he will not create The reputation of Xiao Xiaoxia, not to mention, Xiao Lang was sent to the Ascension Continent. The reason why Ling Wushuang could only account for only a small half of the child, more of which was the jade in his body. But in the past five years, Ling Wushuang not only has to miss Xiao Lang, but also bears the blow of being rejected by Xiao Lang. Her life may be the real torment.

Having been tormented for more than five years in this way, it must be said that there is no hatred in my heart, unless only a saint can do it. With such a thought, what Ling Wushuang did was justified and less abhorrent.

The addition of Ling Wushuang has relieved the situation of Wan Dong and others, but it is only a little bit, and they cannot fundamentally lift the crisis they are facing. And as the remaining few ground wheels were wounded at the first stage in succession, more and more blood-clad men broke through their defenses and began to attack Xiao Cunxin and others.

Xiao Cunxin's side, although there are many people, but their combat effectiveness is undoubtedly much worse than Wan Dong. After a while, the screams of injuries began to sound. The situation is becoming more and more critical!

"The two elders, to get rid of the Xiao family kid, there are opportunities, and we do n’t have to be at this time, we still go out, otherwise I am afraid that she will be in danger without frost."

Ling Tianhua returned to Qi, but after all, he loved Ling Wushuang, and said to Ling Weiling Steel helplessly.

Ling Wei did n’t want to watch Ling Wushuang's accident, but was about to nod his promise, but at this moment, his complexion suddenly changed dramatically, and a deep sense of suspicion flooded like a storm. His face, the whole person seemed to be electrocuted, and suddenly turned to look behind him.

Ling Gang and Ling Wei are worthy compatriot brothers, seeming to feel, almost turning their heads behind them at the same time, the expression on their faces is exactly the same.

Ling Wei and Ling Gang's expressions immediately lifted Ling Tianhua's heart, and followed their eyes subconsciously as they moved.

I saw another piece of ‘blood cloud’, rising from there, but this time, the speed of ‘blood cloud’ seemed to move faster and faster!

"Another wave? What the **** is this, and why is it endless?"

Ling Tianhua's brows are slightly wrinkled, and her eyes are full of disgust. I just think these blood-skinned people are not very good at cultivation, but this wave of waves is endless, and it is really annoying enough.

"No! There is something wrong with this wave of bloodcoats, everyone must be careful!"

The perception of a strong person in the Shinto realm is far from that of the celestial realm. Only the Lingtianhua of the half-step celestial realm is even beyond the reach.

Ling Tianhua's voice just fell, and Ling Wei's voice over there hurriedly and solemnly.

There are not many people in this wave of bloodcoats, there are only twelve in total. But the momentum gathered by these twelve blood-clad men was even more terrifying than the hundreds of blood-clad men before. And their speed is undoubtedly faster, Ling Tianhua is the blink of an eye, these twelve blood-clad men have reached them.

"Those of you who are not ghosts or ghosts, let me die!"

Ling Wei hadn't had time to make the layout yet, an anxious master of the celestial realm rushed out with a roar.

A gaping palm, like lightning falling from Jiuxiao, went straight to the heart of one of the blood-covered men.

The twelve blood-clad men do n’t have a **** giant sword in their hands, only a pair of empty palms. However, the rapid attack on the master of that day was a breeze, and they seemed calm. In general.

The eleven other blood-clad men, whose offensive did not change, the blood-clad man who was chosen as the target of attack, had a slight physique, covering the whole body of the blood-colored cloak, and suddenly raised it like a shield and sealed it. On that day, the power of the powerful players of the grid was sacrificed.

Taking advantage of the stupefied time of the powerful person in that day, the blood-clad man suddenly broke out, and his figure was fast, leaving only a red light. The Lingge master of the Ling family didn't even have a chance to react, and a blood arrow suddenly exploded on his neck, which was actually cut on the spot.

When the master of Tiange Realm fell slowly, all the masters of the Ling family were stunned, even Ling Wei and Ling Gang were shocked, their eyes widened to the extreme.

The killing master of the Ling family, although only the first level of Tiange, but if you want to spike the first level of Tiange, at least it must be the cultivation of the peak state of Tiange to be able to do it. Do these twelve blood-clad men's combat power have reached the peak of the heavenly grid?

Ling Weiduo ca n’t be allowed to think that the twelve blood-clad men have been deceived and attacked, and they still do n’t say a word, only kill people!

"Youngest, you protect Tianhua, I will deal with this wave of blood-dressed people!"

Looking at this sentence, Ling Wei did not wait for Ling Gang to react, so he stood up and waved at the twelve blood-clad men.

Only this time, not to mention killing three people in a palm, or even wounding a blood-clothed person, never did.

The twelve blood-clad men seemed to know that Ling Wei was so powerful. Ling Wei ’s body had just burst out, and the twelve blood-clad men had already avoided them. When Ling Wei was scattered, The twelve blood-clad men have long been scattered among birds and beasts.

"Good animal, I see when you can hide!"

Ling Wei snorted, and was about to brew a second offensive, but unexpectedly there were six sharp, **** offensive offensives beside him, and he aimed at six vital points around him.

An unusually strong warning sign suddenly surged from his heart. This warning sign made him understand that without twelve, only six blood-clad men would cause him a fatal threat.

Do n’t dare to be indifferent, Ling Wei hurriedly evaded and waved again and again, constantly laying a body of protection around the body, weakening the offensive to disintegrate the six blood-clad men.

After a loud bang, Ling Wei only felt that his chest was as if he had been hammered with five or six punches in a row, and he felt dull. Although it does not hurt him, this feeling has shown that all of the twelve blood-clad men have a combat capability that is not inferior to the peak of Tiange. Although it has not yet entered the Shinto realm, it is probably not far away.

What are these powerful blood-clad men, where did they come from, and who instructed them? In addition to shock in Ling Wei's heart, there are many unsolvable doubts. --by: dad856 | 55634 | 14447755->