Beast Blood Rush

Chapter 158 Toast, do not eat and eat fine wine!
"Dizzy! This Song Haixiao! This Zhang Ling! It's crazy!"

Over there, Zhou Bingqian's face also changed slightly, feeling that today's situation is really turning around!

I thought Zhang Ling was going to be beaten by Song Haixiao, but unexpectedly, the situation was completely opposite.Song Haixiao was not only crushed and beaten, but also forced to tear his meridians to stimulate his potential.This Zhang Ling almost pushed Song Haixiao to a corner.

Regardless of the outcome of the battle between the two of them, Song Haixiao was completely ruined.He tore his own meridians, which was equivalent to handing over his future.In the future Song family, he will no longer have Song Haixiao's status.

Any idiot can imagine how crazy Song Haixiao will be at this moment.

If he tore off all his meridians and still couldn't kill Zhang Ling, Song Haixiao would definitely commit suicide.

He will definitely try his best to kill Zhang Ling with his last ounce of strength.

In other words, the current Zhang Ling is definitely the most dangerous.

What he was facing was Song Haixiao who was at the bottom of the boat.

"Shhhhh!"

"Shhhhh!"

Sure enough, Song Haixiao's counterattack was very crazy.

After tearing the meridians, his true qi can move without being restricted by gravity.

In other words, Zhang Ling's perverted gravitational field, which was thousands of times stronger, immediately lost its effect.Song Haixiao's pressure suddenly eased.

Without the limit of abnormal gravity, and to stimulate his own potential, Song Haixiao's sword skills are simply crazy!
The Thunder God Sword Technique, which he majored in, kept bursting out with deafening thunder, trying to smash Zhang Ling into pieces.

Zhang Ling's reaction was only one, and that was teleportation.

Repeatedly teleport.

"Shhhhh!"

"Shhhhh!"

Crazy Song Haixiao, crazy dog-leg knife.

There are also crazy disciples of the Song family, and crazy thunder.

Song Haixiao's dog-leg knife can only hit Zhang Ling's phantom after Zhang Ling teleports.

Obviously, hitting the phantom would not do Zhang Ling the slightest harm.It was the pressure from Song Haixiao that made Zhang Ling's own potential constantly forced out.His ten beast souls are all running at high speed, supporting the frantic teleportation of the Infernal Soul Code.

And using Song Haixiao's pressure to improve his own level is exactly what Zhang Ling needs most.

Sure enough, under Song Haixiao's pressure, his ten beast souls were all running at high speed.The vitality of heaven and earth from the fire-breathing ox, Yamato no Orochi, and the ice giant elephant was continuously transformed into true energy to supplement Zhang Ling's consumption.

"boom!"

"boom!"

In the confined space, Zhang Ling and Song Haixiao, you come and go, it's inextricable.

After tearing apart the meridians, Song Haixiao's combat effectiveness has increased by at least two levels, almost reaching the level of the seventh level of the Liangyi Realm.

At this time, Zhang Ling basically remained at the peak of the tenth level of the Unity Realm.However, his Mara Dance, his Infernal Soul Code, his Haori Tathagata Glazed Golden Body Jue and other exercises are constantly being stimulated under heavy pressure and become more powerful.

The distance between the two of them is very close.Your fist and my machete are less than a foot apart.Even, sometimes less than three inches.As long as there is a slight deviation, one of them may suffer a serious injury.

But outside the confinement space, the battle between Song Haijue and Zhou Bingqian was quite flexible.

Of the two of them, one maximized the flexibility of the sharp sword, and the other maximized the lightness of the scimitar.

Both of them tried to find each other's weak point by flying fast, thus killing each other with one blow.If it misses a hit, it will immediately flee away quickly and never stop.

This kind of battle looks graceful and pleasing to the eye.Especially when Zhou Bingqian was flying, she was like the most beautiful white swan, which attracted the greedy eyes of many people.Many people are secretly envious in their hearts, if only they could marry such a beautiful woman.

Unfortunately, they are simply dreaming.This Zhou Bingqian is the most glamorous among the five golden flowers.No one can guess his mind.And her grandfather, the head of the Zhou family, seemed to have never expressed any opinion on her marriage.Basically, it should be her own decision.But so far, no one has been favored by Zhou Bingqian.As a result, rumors once spread that Zhou Bingqian didn't like men.Later, under the strong intervention of the Zhou family, the rumors gradually subsided.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The battle between Zhang Ling and Song Haixiao became more and more fierce, and the battle became shorter and shorter.

Song Haixiao's scimitar often brushed against Zhang Ling's body.And Zhang Ling's fist often brushed Song Haixiao's bridge of nose.

The two of them have brought their respective cultivation skills to the extreme.Song Haixiao's swordsmanship of the Song family is fierce, one knife after another, like flowing clouds and flowing water, without interruption at all.Zhang Ling, on the other hand, used all kinds of printing methods, as well as the Angry Eye Vajra Fist, and he kept making moves one after another.

Zhang Ling also summoned his three Arhat golden bodies, and besieged Song Haixiao together.However, unfortunately, the effect is not very obvious.After tearing the meridians, Song Haixiao's cultivation level was indeed too high.Even if his Luohan's golden fist hit Song Haixiao's body, it couldn't hurt him.

And here, the biggest key is the big difference in realm.The span of a large realm is definitely not something that can be crossed easily.If Zhang Ling could break through to the Liangyi Realm, the situation would change fundamentally.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

At this time, the battle between Zhou Bingqian and Song Haijue was coming to an end.

The final result of the two is still inseparable.Continuing to fight will be of no benefit to either party.Neither of them wanted to lose both.So, the two of them separated tacitly.

Song Haijue said: "Miss Zhou, accept it!"

Zhou Bingqian snorted fiercely in her nostrils, feeling quite dissatisfied.

After all, she has just been promoted to the fifth floor, and she hasn't solidified her foundation yet. It is normal for her to be unable to get down when she meets Song Haijue, the veteran peak of the fourth floor.Besides, she is a female cultivator, and it is normal for her to have some shortcomings in some aspects.

The battle between Zhou Bingqian and Song Haijue was over, and everyone's eyes were on Zhang Ling and Song Haixiao.At this time, the two of them were already approaching the white-hot stage.Song Haixiao's dog-leg knife became more and more violent, and there were more and more big killer moves.He has indeed brought out his full potential.And Zhang Ling's appearance seemed a little sad.

After all, there is too much difference in his cultivation level, so it would be a disadvantage to play against each other like this!

The cultivators around you all look at me and I look at you, and their moods are very complicated.

Some people would like to see Zhang Ling defeated, while others would like to see Song Haixiao defeated.Others hope that both of them will suffer, and it is best to die together.Anyway, there are all kinds of ideas.

Song Haixiao suddenly let out a long roar and said, "Zhang Ling, let me see you on your way!"

While speaking, the dogleg knife in his hand actually exploded into a golden phantom, spreading round and round.

The expressions of Xia Chenmo and the others changed slightly.Song Haixiao's move was simply too cruel.He was trying to get rid of Zhang Ling at the expense of his own cultivation.

Zhou Bingqian's face also became awe-inspiring.

Song Haixiao's move was to sacrifice his own cultivation to improve the level of the dog-leg knife.

The dogleg knife in his hand used to be of no grade, but after his perfusion, it will be promoted to the lower grade of the yellow rank.In this way, the power of the dogleg knife will be greatly increased.This is definitely not a good thing for Zhang Ling.

Originally, Song Haixiao's dog-leg knife was very powerful.Now, it has been promoted to the lower rank of the yellow rank, and the power is even greater.Most of the practitioners present felt that Zhang Ling was doomed.

Song Haixiao was really decisive. He first tore apart the meridians, and then sacrificed his cultivation to forcibly raise the level of the dog-leg knife.This is tantamount to ruining his own future.From then on, Song Haixiao was really disabled.And his only purpose in doing this was to kill Zhang Ling.

Ye Xinwen, who didn't want to get involved in this matter, subconsciously drew the disciples of the Song family closer.Xia Chenli also unknowingly approached the disciples of the Song family.Obviously, they all believed that Zhang Ling was absolutely doomed this time.

The hearts of Xia Yunfei, Xia Chenmo and others were all mentioned in their throats.Xia Chenning didn't even dare to watch the battle between the two.He was afraid to see that Song Haixiao's dog-leg knife would chop Zhang Ling into pieces.

Even Zhou Bingqian felt quite bad.She also felt that Zhang Ling was absolutely fierce this time.Song Haixiao was desperately sacrificing his own cultivation, and he also wanted to improve the level of the dog-leg knife, all he wanted was Zhang Ling's life!However, with her current combat power, it is impossible to rescue Zhang Ling.There was no way for her to break through the encirclement that Song Haixiao had built.

"Zhang Ling, don't blame me when you're in the underworld! You're looking for death yourself!" Song Haixiao sneered.

"Song Haixiao, do you think you can really kill me?" Zhang Ling calmly said lightly.

"Zhang Ling, don't be so stubborn. I already know your strength very well. There is still a stick of incense at most, and you are about to die. If I were you, I would definitely kneel down and beg for mercy. Perhaps, I am in a good mood When the time comes, I will spare your life." Song Haixiao said fiercely.

"Then why don't you kneel down and beg for mercy?" Zhang Ling smiled and said nonchalantly.

"Boy, you are toasting and not eating fine wine! I was going to leave you a whole body. Now it seems that it is unnecessary!" Song Haixiao's face became more and more gloomy, and the dog-leg knife in his hand became more and more serious. Be brutal.

He can guarantee that as long as the dogleg knife in his hand can hit Zhang Ling, his body will be completely torn apart.At that time, pieces of Zhang Ling's body will definitely fly everywhere.

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(End of this chapter)