Beast Blood Rush

Chapter 423 Demon Law!It must be a witchcraft!

This time, Meng Qiyou was not so reckless, but gathered enough true energy and used certain moves.

He judged that Zhang Ling must have used some brilliant technique to avoid his fist inadvertently.Now, of course he would not let Zhang Ling succeed easily.

As a result, this time, Meng Qiyou's fist still hit Zhang Ling's head accurately, and pierced through the back of his head.

This is a fact that both Meng Qiyou and Luo Changfeng can be 100% sure of.They were absolutely right.

Meng Qiyou did hit Zhang Ling hard on the head.

However, strange things happened again.

Meng Qiyou's fist still did not cause any damage to Zhang Ling.

Well, to be precise, it's not that it didn't hit, but it didn't produce any effect, and it had no effect on Zhang Ling.

In terms of feeling, Meng Qiyou felt that his fist should have hit Zhang Ling.He felt that Zhang Ling should have been beaten out.The problem was that Zhang Ling was still standing there perfectly, without even showing any sign of moving.Even the teacup in his hand was exactly the same as before.The tea is still rippling gently, nothing happened at all.

Luo Changfeng was dumbfounded again.Just now, when Meng Qiyou shot again, he had already opened his eyes wide, staring at Zhang Ling's every move, trying to find out the origin of this guy's skills.However, unfortunately, Zhang Ling didn't seem to have used any kung fu at all, but just stood there motionless and received a punch from Meng Qiyou.As a result, Meng Qiyou's fist was wasted like that.

A cultivator of the Four Elephant Realm can deal with a cultivator on the ninth floor of the Liangyi Realm, but he can't hurt him. What is this?
With Luo Changfeng's thinking and knowledge, he really can't figure out what kind of demonic method is in it.

Maybe, even the so-called magic tricks can't be done?
"impossible!"

"This is absolutely impossible!"

In Luo Changfeng's heart, he kept telling himself that what he saw was not true.

With Meng Qiyou's strength, it is impossible to deal with even a small junior from the ninth floor of the Liangyi Realm.He must have read it wrong.

Yes, he must have read it wrong.Everything he saw was actually not real.That nasty Zhang Ling has actually been sent flying.What he left in place was actually an illusion.Yes, it's all an illusion.The purpose of all illusions is to confuse them.They must have been deluded temporarily.

Luo Changfeng immediately stretched out his hand and touched Zhang Ling's forehead.

Zhang Ling said lightly: "Don't touch it, I'm fine."

Luo Changfeng's expression was as wonderful as swallowing three rotten duck eggs.Immediately, his brain short-circuited.

With his wisdom, knowledge, and experience, it is really unimaginable what is going on.It is estimated that not only him, but everyone who saw all this would be collectively dumbfounded.

Meng Qiyou was of course completely dumbfounded.

Two consecutive punches did not cause damage to Zhang Ling, and he felt like he was going crazy.

Fortunately, only he and Luo Changfeng were present.Otherwise, I don't know what the consequences will be if this matter spreads.

The dignified practitioners of the Sixiang Realm can't clean up a mere ninth floor of the Liangyi Realm, which is simply too terrible.Even if he heard such news, he would think that the other party was a lunatic.However, when such a thing happened to him, he was completely dumbfounded.

Zhang Ling calmly said, "Senior Meng, do you want to punch me a few more times?"

Luo Changfeng came back to his senses, had to take a deep breath, and said wonderingly, "Zichao, what's going on?"

Zhang Ling didn't answer him, and continued to say slowly to Meng Qiyou: "If Senior Meng is not reconciled, come on! Otherwise, you can take my teacup away!"

Meng Qiyou's expression was as if he had swallowed four rotten duck eggs, and he really didn't know what to say.After a while, he struggled to utter two words, and said resentfully: "The demon technique must be the demon technique! Boy, what you cast must be the demon technique!"

Zhang Ling smiled slightly, without denying it.

Meng Qiyou said that Moro dance is a demon method, but in fact he was putting it lightly.

Strictly speaking, Moro Dance should be magic, a heaven-defying technique from the devil world.

Luo Changfeng had to force a smile and said: "Brother Zichao, you are really a master! I really can't see it!"

No wonder this guy dared to blatantly kill Qiu Yuanhang in a place like Tianji Pavilion, and slapped the Qiu family in the Red Maple City mercilessly in the face. The truth is, the kung fu of this hateful guy is really amazing. Solid!With the mere ninth floor of Liangyi Realm, it can withstand the fists of Sixiang Realm practitioners. Such abnormal strength is simply unprecedented!
As a member of the Luo family of the so-called Beiyang Empire, Luo Changfeng is also well-informed, and has also known many people who are known as geniuses and monsters.However, compared with the guy in front of him, those so-called geniuses and monsters are almost all scumbags.If they competed with Zhang Ling, their fate would probably be similar to that of Qiu Yuanhang.I really don't know which corner this guy named Zhang Ling jumped out from, and who is his master, so he is so powerful and perverted.

Zhang Ling put down the teacup slowly, and said casually: "Brother Luo and senior Meng have both won the prize. In fact, this is all a trivial effort, a small skill, and it is used to save life. It is really difficult to be elegant! It's a joke!" , I laughed."

Luo Changfeng couldn't help hitting him on the face again.

If this kind of kung fu is still a trivial skill, what kind of kung fu is considered a kung fu?
Luo Changfeng really wanted to grab Zhang Ling's face, and said to him resentfully, boy, I've seen someone pretending to be aggressive, but I've never seen you acting like this.

I said, can you be more pretentious?Could your language be any more vicious?Can your words and sentences be more bitter?Can your smile be a little more hypocritical?

Meng Qiyou said resentfully: "Boy, you know demon magic, I can't hit you. I admit, I really can't do anything to you. But, you said that my forging level is not good, but I am very unconvinced. How can you What do you mean I'm not suitable for forging? Could it be that you also know how to forge? Kid, how old are you? Even if you started learning forging from the womb, what level of forging can you have?"

Zhang Ling smiled and said: "At first, I didn't know why Senior Meng was not suitable for forging. However, Senior Meng took action just now and wanted to teach me a lesson, so I had the opportunity to figure out the key point."

Meng Qiyou's face suddenly became blank again.

What?He threw two punches himself, and what did he see through?

Now Meng Qiyou just thinks that this guy named Zhang Ling is simply too unpredictable and unpredictable.

This weird guy seems to know everything about himself.He doesn't seem to be joking.He couldn't help but believe it a little bit.Perhaps, I am really not suitable for forging?
Luo Changfeng couldn't help asking: "Brother Zichao, please explain clearly."

Zhang Ling looked around and said lightly, "This is not a place for conversation!"

Only then did Luo Changfeng wake up, and hurriedly led him into the small flower hall inside.

Zhang Ling sat down, picked up the teacup, sniffed it silently, and said casually, "Is this Yu Linglong from the Shengxiang Empire?"

Luo Changfeng's eyes suddenly brightened quietly.He was really surprised, he didn't expect this guy to know Yu Linglong.This is one of the most precious tea leaves in the Shengxiang Empire, and only the top figures are eligible to enjoy it.Even the Luo family of the Beiyang Empire got very little.The amount assigned to him is even smaller.

He originally thought that this damn Zhang Ling must not know about Yu Linglong's origin.At that time, I can also make things difficult for him a little and let him know about the background of the Luo family.This guy is so arrogant and unscrupulously ridiculing the Luo family, he must be given a little warning.Unexpectedly, Zhang Ling could tell the difference just by smelling the tea.

What was even more frustrating was that before Luo Changfeng could speak, he heard Zhang Ling say: "It seems that the quality of these Yulinglong teas is not very good, it should be the third-class tea."

While speaking, he put down the teacup, not interested in drinking tea at all, feeling that these tea leaves called Yu Linglong had never entered his eyes at all.

Not only that, he also took out a small bag of tea from his bosom, and said casually: "This is the real Yu Linglong!"

After all, he poured out the original tea leaves and made new tea with the tea leaves he brought.

It was completely in his own home, as if there was no one else around.

"This bastard..."

Luo Changfeng's inner depression, I really don't need to mention it.

If he had the ability, he really wanted to gag Zhang Ling's mouth.

The irritating fellow, whether on purpose or not, was always so irritating that he couldn't stand it.

Meng Qiyou next to him also felt aggrieved.He has seen a nasty guy, but he has never seen such a nasty guy.He was just downright hateful.

Every word he said can make people jump three feet!Seriously, he really wanted to punch Zhang Ling in the head for the third time.Even if you know you can't hit, you have to vent your inner depression.Of course, I can only think about it.If he really made a move, it is estimated that he will only make a fool of himself.He didn't want to continue making a fool of himself.

Luo Changfeng said: "It turns out that Yu Linglong is divided into three, five, and nine grades. I have gained a lot of experience."

Zhang Ling said casually: "It's not a very strict distinction. It's just that the taste of some old tea has changed, and the grade has been lowered."

Meng Qiyou couldn't help but said: "You mean, these Yu Linglongs are all old tea?"

Zhang Ling nodded, and said slowly, "It's not just Chen Cha. It's also the kind that's been more than three years old. No one will be interested in it anymore."

(End of this chapter)