Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 742: Battered

In mid-air, Ling Xian made a strong shot, and the blood came out, covering all the men and the group!

It was actually going to be one-to-five!

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The man smiled contemptuously, and while flicking his hands, a purple halberd burst out of the sky, bringing the strength of a mighty force to meet Ling Xian.

"Clang!"

A loud bang of gold and iron, brilliant sparks erupted, shaking Bahuang.

Lingxian stands tall like a mountain, never taking a step back. On the other hand, the man was shaken back three steps, and the hand holding the halberd was faintly trembling.

"What a strong body!"

The man frowned, a little moved. But soon, he resumed that kind of lofty, arrogant attitude.

"Kill!"

The war halberd is flying across the sky, and the purple light is dazzling.

In this regard, Ling Xian is still fearless, he regards his fists as a magic weapon, a terrifying halberd that smashes men!

"Clang clang clang!"

Golden and iron mingled, sparks were shining, the man descended like a **** of war, and the halberd swept across the room, shattering the square.

However, Ling Xian didn't let the wind fall in the slightest. He fisted like a dragon, showing great power, but instead pushed the man back step by step.

"Break it for me!"

With a loud shout, Ling Xian danced wildly with both fists, punching out invincible fist marks one after another, and the terrifying power shattered the space.

At the same time, the man's mouth was cracked and blood was flowing.

This made him secretly startled. He didn't expect Ling Xian's body to be so tyrannical. This is just a pair of flesh fists. If it were to be replaced with a heavy weapon like a halberd, how ferocious would it be?

I can't imagine it!

While feeling frightened, the man knew he couldn't continue like this. Therefore, he made a false move and instantly distanced himself from Ling Xian.

Obviously, he has not dared to fight close to Ling Xian.

"Are you scared?"

The corner of Ling Xian's mouth raised, and through the fight just now, he has tested out the strength of the man, comparable to Wang Jun. But Wang Jun was beaten badly by him.

"Hmph, King Ming cut!"

With a cold snort, the man held up the halberd, releasing immortal light. Immediately, a hundred-meter-long sacred light broke through the world and smashed down towards Ling Xianli.

"King Kong is not bad, congeal!"

Ling Xian squeezed the Dharma seal with his hands, and the whole body spewed golden light, just like the resurrection of an ancient Buddha, and his body is immortal.

"Boom!"

The gods smashed down and threw up dust and flooded the place.

In the smoke and dust, a golden figure pierced through the air extremely quickly, and appeared in front of the man in an instant. That invincible fist mark also blasted out!

This shocked the man, and hurriedly resisted with a halberd, exploding with an unparalleled aura.

"Break it for me!"

Ling Xian's black hair danced wildly, his expression was bitter, and his hand was printed on his hands, which not only broke the halberd, but also blasted the man dozens of feet away.

"Puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the man slammed into a towering old tree, his face faintly pale.

At the same time, it is also full of anger!

This is the first time that he has been injured in less than ten strokes against someone of the same rank. For him, this is a shame!

But for Ling Xian, this is nothing surprising. The strength of this person is similar to that of Wang Jun, and if he even suppresses Wang Jun easily, how can he be defeated by this person?

"The generation of ants, dare to hurt me? You are looking for death!"

The man roared, shaking the earth. Each of his hands burst into red light, and gradually condensed into two chains, releasing an extremely strange aura.

"Prisoner Demon Lock, Seal!"

The man screamed, and the red chain struck out like lightning, wrapping Lingxian like two dragons, trying to imprison him.

Unfortunately, he underestimated Ling Xian too much.

"The seal of God can't imprison me, and even two chains will dare to be fierce? Broken me!"

Ling Xian's arms shook, and an earth-shaking aura suddenly erupted, smashing the chain abruptly. Immediately, he no longer reserved, and shot with all his strength!

"Boom!"

King Kong’s Indestructible Body and Ping Chaotic Dingxian Fist run wildly. The two complement each other, exploding a kind of invincibility, with the power of destroying the Eight Desolations!

In an instant, the man's complexion changed, no longer so arrogant and contemptuous, but a trace of panic appeared.

The same is true for the four middle-aged men behind him.

After that, several people glanced at each other and chose to shoot in a tacit understanding.

This made the man's face flushed, and he wanted to repel a few people and fight Lingxian fairly. But when it came to my lips, I couldn't speak anymore.

Because he knew very well in his heart that he was not Ling Xian's opponent. If you don't shoot with these few people, you will have to confess your life for fear of life.

So, he couldn't take care of his face anymore, and he shot at the same time with those people!

However, at the level of Lingxian, it is no longer possible for a large number of people to cause stress. Unless it is a strong person of the same level, otherwise, even if there are a few more, it will not be a threat to him.

Therefore, he is fearless and high in fighting spirit!

"Boom!"

Ping chaotic fist marks shook all directions, golden light is not bad to despise the heroes, Ling Xian's fists danced together, and the eruption of power instantly blasted and killed the two of them.

Immediately afterwards, he folded his hands together, as if the sky and the earth merged suddenly, turning the world into chaos.

In an instant, an irresistible force whizzed out, directly blasting the two to pieces. Only a man can barely support it.

But from him, there was a clear sound of bone cracking.

This made his painful face distorted, cold sweat flowed, and at the same time, he clearly felt the fear.

"Success to death!"

Ling Xian pressed down with a big hand, like a Geshizhizun, pushing the three thousand realms horizontally, destroying the nine heavens!

Suddenly, the man's complexion changed drastically, and his eyes were full of fear. He desperately urged the body protection magical powers, and at the same time, he also played a tyrannical magical power, trying to block the palm of the shattered void.

It's a pity that he can't stop it.

"Boom!"

The big hand pressed down, bursting into the void, leaving a clear palm print on the ground.

In the center of the palm print, the man's eyes widened, completely exasperated. He didn't seem to have any injuries, but in fact, his whole bones had been shattered.

Ling Xian's palm was too terrifying, not only shattered his internal organs, but also shattered his soul. In other words, he is already dead and cannot die anymore.

He fell to the ground, his eyes filled with unwillingness and regret.

"It's over..."

Ling Xian glanced at the person faintly~IndoMTL.com~ fell from mid-air, and then waved, the man's storage bag flew into his hand.

The storage bags of the other people have been smashed by him.

No way, he is too strong now. Ordinary storage bags can't bear it at all, and a little bit of it will break together with the contents.

Only the kind of higher grade, that is, a better storage bag, can withstand it.

At the moment, the man's storage bag is intact, which proves that his storage bag is of high grade. And with his identity as the strongest descendant of the previous generation of the Zhao family, his family must be very substantial.

"The Zhao family is an eternal family, and as the strongest heir, he must have a lot of good things."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, his eyebrows glowed, releasing extremely strong power of the soul, and erasing the man's imprint on the storage bag.

After that, he put the spirit into the storage bag.

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