Beast Blood Rush

Chapter 131 Are you caring about me?

Every time Ye Qingmei saw Zhang Ling, she couldn't help but feel a dull pain in her chest.This was her body's gentle reminder that a certain private place of hers had been mopped up by that damn bastard.

Every time Ye Qingmei thinks about what happened last time, her teeth itch with hatred, but she has no way to vent it.

"Zhang Ling, let's wait and see! I will never let you go!"

Ye Qingmei gritted her teeth in her heart and said.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Over there, Zhang Ling kept smashing the statue of Heijian.

No matter what kind of black sword statue, he would kill a group with two punches, cleanly.

After killing a large number of black sword statues in a row, Zhang Ling felt that his cells were gradually filled with true energy.The soul space seems to be filled up soon.This means that his beast soul is about to begin to evolve.If the evolution is successful, he will be a cultivator on the ninth level of the Unity Realm.As a result, Zhang Ling's attack became even more ferocious.

"boom!"

"boom!"

There are more black sword statues smashed.

The black ice soul fragments scattered by them cannot be picked up by others.

In the end, even Xia Yunfei, Xia Chenmo, Xia Chenning and others joined the ranks of picking up the ice soul fragments.

The black ice shards are definitely good things, they can't be wasted like this.

If Xia Yuexin saw these pieces of ice soul, she would definitely laugh badly.

This is the treasure that forging needs to use!
"careful!"

"Red Sword Statue!"

Suddenly, Ye Qingmei screamed again.

But in front of Zhang Ling, more than a dozen red sword statues appeared.

They all held red long swords in their hands, as if a raging flame was burning on the surface of the long swords.

Xia Chenmo and the others subconsciously took a few steps back.It's not that they are afraid, but that it is necessary to make enough space for Zhang Ling to perform powerful exercises.What he was facing now was a statue holding a red long sword, and he had to use a powerful technique to deal with it.

The statue of the red long sword is several times more powerful than the statue of the black long sword.Ordinary cultivators will feel tremendous pressure when encountering the red sword statue.Under normal circumstances, all practitioners would choose to retreat immediately.

No matter from which point of view, it is unwise to fight recklessly with the red sword statue.

This point, Zhang Ling is no exception.

He also felt the great pressure from the red sword statue.

However, he did not choose to back down.

He chooses to attack!

"Glory Vajra Fist!"

"King David Deming!"

"Step Throwing King Kong Ming!"

Zhang Ling threw out two punches without thinking.

Now the Angry Eye Vajra Fist has become Zhang Ling's killer weapon.

He poured his own true energy into his fists to the maximum extent, easily sixty times the super abnormal strength.

In fact, Zhang Ling's Angry Eye Vajra Fist had no skill at all.It's just the brute force of a fist.As it is sung in a certain song, what I have is strength.Now Zhang Ling, some are really angry.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Under the impact of the powerful zhenqi, there were continuous crackling sounds.

All the red sword statues were severely traumatized, with cracks appearing on the surface of their bodies.

The red sword statue is indeed much stronger than the black sword statue.Although, their physical performance did indeed show cracks.However, relying on the magical connection between the seven statues, they soon recovered.All the cracks have been healed again.

In other words, these damn red sword statues were not injured at all.

Ye Qingmei and her female companions couldn't help but feel worried.

This time, can Zhang Ling successfully destroy these red sword statues?
Can he still end the battle cleanly?

"Shhhhh!"

"Shhhhh!"

Several long red swords pierced Zhang Ling's side, with the tips of the swords almost touching Zhang Ling's face.

Zhang Ling could feel the bitter chill brought by the red sword blade.This deadly chill almost extends deep into the body.

He had to admit that the fighting power of these red sword statues was indeed quite powerful.His fist could not knock them all down in a short time.And their ability to save each other allows them to recover quickly after being injured.

He can't kill the entire group of red sword statues, they will keep reviving each other, and finally it becomes him doing nothing.

Moreover, these damn red sword statues seem to have a little bit of self-learning ability.They seem to be able to make certain judgments based on Zhang Ling's reaction and his shots, so as to improve their attack methods.Soon, their long swords became even sharper.

In a rage, Zhang Ling simply stopped dodging.He simply stood there savagely, piercing through the long sword of the red sword statue casually, letting the red sword blade pierce his body casually.But his fist smashed their heads impartially.

"boom!"

"boom!"

He managed to blow their heads off.

All seven red sword statues were blown up.

"Chucky!"

"Chucky!"

The red long sword also pierced through his body.

The seven red long swords all pierced through his body.

"careful!"

"Get out of the way!"

Ye Qingmei and the others couldn't help screaming.

They all watched helplessly as the red long sword pierced Zhang Ling's body!

For a moment, Ye Qingmei felt a blank in her mind.

Being pierced by the seven long swords, he was naturally dead.

He died like this?

He was killed by the red long sword like this?

In order to kill the red sword statue, he actually took his own life?

She couldn't believe it was all true.However, she couldn't help but believe it.This is what she saw with her own eyes!
Being pierced by seven red long swords at the same time, is it possible to survive?
Zhang Ling died without a sound.

"Zi Chao!"

"Zi Chao!"

Xia Chenmo, Xia Chenning and others next to them were also frightened and shouted hastily.

"Zi Chao!"

Even Xia Chentai's eyes were red with anxiety, and he was about to come up to protect Zhang Ling from retreating.

Who knows, before they even made a move, Zhang Ling punched out more red sword statues.

All the red sword statues had their heads smashed by him, and they couldn't die anymore.

Smashing a head is much easier than smashing other body units.

"Damn it! This Zhang Ling!"

"Could it be that he used some kind of enchantment again?"

Ye Qingmei and the others finally realized that they were worrying for nothing.

This Zhang Ling, who didn't know what kind of skills he used, was not afraid of the red sword blade.

So many red long swords were piercing Zhang Ling's body in unison, and he was completely fine.I have to say, this is indeed too weird.It was so weird that everyone present thought they had seen a ghost.

In fact, Zhang Ling's exercises are not mysterious at all.Quite simply, it's Moro dancing.

He divided his body into multiple small pieces invisible to the naked eye.The red blade just pierced through the middle of the small block.

Isn't it the seven red sword blades?You can dodge it casually.If the Mara dance is practiced to the extreme, it can decompose one's body into an atomic state.Not to mention the seven red sword blades, seventy, seven hundred, seven thousand, seventy thousand, and even more long swords, all easily dodged.Moro dance can be ranked among the top ten magic arts, how can its power be in vain?

It is precisely because the power of Moro Dance is so terrifying and weird, and its cultivation is very difficult, there are not many practitioners who know this name outside.Qiu Jingxiang is one of the very few exceptions.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Zhang Ling's fist was fast and fierce.

In an instant, several groups of red sword statues in succession were all blown up by him.

The red long swords that pierced Zhang Ling's body disappeared instantly, as if nothing had happened.

However, anyone present can be sure.Zhang Ling's body was indeed pierced by countless red sword blades.This is something they will never miss.

"what?"

"How is this going?"

Ye Qingmei hurried up, stroking Zhang Ling's body subconsciously.

Zhang Ling deliberately pretended to be shocked, with a frightened face, and said in a voiceless voice: "Hey, Miss, what are you doing? Don't touch me!"

Ye Qingmei blushed immediately.She actually reached out to touch his body!And in front of so many people!

She lowered her head subconsciously, and said with difficulty: "I thought...you were hurt..."

Zhang Ling looked at her suspiciously, then at his own body, and then at the crowd around him, only then did he realize that this set of exercises of Moluowu was indeed a bit shocking.For those who don't know the truth, it will definitely feel very weird.

He suddenly smiled softly, deliberately pressed Ye Qingmei's face and said: "What? Second Miss, are you caring about me?"

Ye Qingmei suddenly turned into a big face, feeling that her face was hot as if she had a fever.She had never felt like this before.In a panic, she said shyly and urgently: "I'll let you die! I wish you would be killed immediately!"

After all, he hurriedly backed away.All I could see was her face, flushed like a ripe red apple.The girls around her immediately surrounded her and scratched her nose laughingly.The shyness in Ye Qingmei's heart can't be said.She felt that she was blushing, and she didn't dare to stay here anymore, so she stamped her feet hastily, and hid behind the crowd.

"This second lady!"

Zhang Ling shook his head with a smile and continued to move forward.

The further you go, the more statues there are, and there are also many red sword statues.

However, apart from a large number of red sword statues, there seems to be no more advanced golden sword statues for the time being.

Taking advantage of Moro Dance, Zhang Ling kept copying the battle just now.He deliberately attracted the red sword statue to "assassinate" himself, and then easily smashed their heads.In the end, he himself acted as if nothing had happened, and all the red sword statues were smashed to pieces.

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(End of this chapter)