Great Emperor Myriad

"Hey, originally I wanted to watch a good show, but you guys even looked down on me, and I could only come out and accompany you to play a dog blood drama that saves the heroes. Woman, otherwise Master Ben will let you fall to the ground and your life will not be guaranteed!"

Ling Xiao shook his head, and finally chose to shoot.

He stepped out of the bamboo forest step by step, and the rising sun shone on his face, illuminating his beautiful and uninhibited face, with a wild grass dangling from the corner of his mouth, white clothes fluttering, very clean, eyes The middle is full of lazy and casual smiles.

Seeing this young man, the eyes of the woman in white were slightly startled.

Suddenly she felt a regret in her heart, should she really call this boy out?

It seems that the age of fifteen or sixteen years old, the cultivation is only eight layers of spiritual realm.

The sun is beautiful and the smile is clean. Is it true that such a teenager is really dying here because of his own words?

Ouyang Yu also looked dumbfounded, but after seeing Ling Xiao's cultivation base, he immediately sneered, his eyes full of ridicule.

"Everyone's cultivation practice of transforming the spirit realm, dare to learn from other heroes to save the beauty? Boy, since you want to die, then I will fulfill you!"

Ouyang Yu's eyes flashed with a murderous glance, and came across the sky, patting him towards Ling Xiao.

Although Ouyang Yu was abandoned, seriously injured, and repaired for nothing, he still retains the combat power of Guru Realm. Such a boy who transforms into the spirit realm, in his opinion, can be shot dead with one palm.

Ling Xiao stood still, the smile on his face was still there, and there was no panic look.

But in the eyes of Ouyang Yu and the woman in white, Ling Xiao was scared and stupid.

"I'm sorry for you..."

There was a trace of intolerance in the white woman's eyes, and she closed her eyes as she did.

expensive!

But at this moment, a tremendous sound of dragon chanting resounded through the mountains, majestic, majestic and mysterious, as if it were an ancient real dragon, waking up from a deep sleep.

Bang!

When Ouyang Yu shot it in the palm, Ling Xiao's eyes flashed sharply, which was also a punch.

Unmatched boxing will erupt, qi and blood will rise, prosperous like the sea, where is Ling Xiao at this moment still a handsome young man?

Obviously a humanoid beast!

The dragon's blood boiled as if it was burning, the blood was surging, the dragon was blazing brightly, and with the sky of Cabernet Sauvignon, an extremely huge golden fist appeared in the void.

boom!

The fists and palms intersect, the endless innate gang gas sways, and the void begins to sway.

Ling Xiao's figure flickered slightly, and Ouyang Yu flew back at a faster speed, his blood tumbling, and his face was pale.

"How can it be?!"

There was an incredible look in Ouyang Yu's eyes.

The young man on the opposite side seems to be just the cultivation of spiritual realm, but the power erupted between the shots is comparable to the master.

"Who the **** are you? Boy, if you retreat obediently, I can spare you, otherwise, you will definitely die today!"

Ouyang Yuhan said.

Ling Xiao chuckled: "You're a wasteful person. It's such a big tone. Master Ben's hero rescued the United States today and he's saved. Whatever means are available, Master Ben will be next!"

"act recklessly!"

Ouyang Yu's complexion instantly became gloomy and said coldly: "Boy, don't think you can take my palm, you can be arrogant, since you are looking for death, then I will complete you!"

boom!

Ouyang Yu's body exudes a monstrous black divine light, and he comes from the sky, innately monstrously cold and weird, exuding a cold spirit, as if there are countless ghosts emerging around him.

A huge knife and knife came across the sky, flashing a black edge, as if it were a knife in hell, with cold, dark and strange fluctuations.

"The ghost king kills the sword, and he must cut it!

Ouyang Yu shouted loudly, and the huge knives in the void instantly differentiated into seven daggers, and fell towards Ling Xiao like lightning.

Ling Xiao's eyes were slightly dignified.

This ghost king killing knife looks very simple, just seven tricks to achieve the power comparable to the ground level martial arts.

Moreover, between Ouyang Yu's shots, the swordsmanship came into being naturally, with a kind of lore to destroy everything.

This Ouyang Yunai is an important figure in the ancient Xuan Kingdom, and has a strong martial heritage. Naturally, it is not comparable to a master like Wang Wei.

The cultivation of Grand Master Realm, coupled with strong martial arts, can erupt a truly terrifying force!

But Ling Xiao's eyes didn't have the slightest fear, but a powerful fighting intention came out.

Only by dealing with such a strong man can one be able to improve and surpass oneself.

There is great terror between life and death, but also great opportunities!

"Arhat is born, Vajra demon!"

Ling Xiao stepped on the ground, and the earth thundered with a loud noise. He shrouded in Jinxia, ​​swallowed his true energy, and burst into the void, as if there was a King Kong Luohan, bathed in golden rays of light, and descended from the sky.

Ling Xiao punched out, and that King Kong Luohan also punched out, fusing with Ling Xiao and suppressing towards Ouyang Yu.

boom!

The Void trembles, the divine light sways, and the innate gang gas twists the surrounding bamboo forest into a mess.

The seven swordsmanship that Qijue cut, sharp and unmatched, instantly stood on the body of King Kong Luohan and exploded at the same time.

Both Ling Xiao and Ouyang Yu were shocked and suddenly took a dozen steps back.

Ling Xiao's blood was tumbling, and there was a trace of admiration in his eyes. He was worthy of Qijue, and his power had exceeded Qixing Huayuejian.

Ling Xiao guesses ~www.readwn.com~ This ghost king kills the sword, and the power should have reached the prefecture-level martial arts, which is very extraordinary.

Moreover, Ling Xiao felt faintly that the ghost king killing sword and Wang Wei's ghost king sword were somewhat similar. I was afraid that the ghost king killing sword was just the entry martial art of the ghost king killing sword.

Seeing Ling Xiao intact took the seven-stroke cut, Ouyang Yu was shocked in his heart, and the kind of boxing performed by Ling Xiao, majestic and grand, from Yang to Gang, seemed to restrain his ghost king to kill his life.

What is the origin of this teenager? Such a genius talent, even a few martial arts holy places, there are very few disciples with such peerless talent!

Moreover, he could not see the origin of Ling Xiao from Ling Xiao's martial arts.

"Cough..."

Ouyang Yu coughed lightly, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. His right arm was discarded and his organs were injured. He was fighting the injury and Ling Xiao. Once he tried his best, the injury could not be suppressed, and there was a tendency to deteriorate.

"No, you must make a quick decision! This kid is too weird. If you go on like this for a long time, maybe something will happen!"

Ouyang Yu thought secretly in his heart, a look of fear and murder in his eyes.

"Thousand Illusions!"

Ouyang Yu snorted low, covered in ghosts, his figure flashed in the void, and instantly turned into countless afterimages.

An icy, dark, and terrifying evil spirit permeated, countless blazing sword lights, and the remnants of the sky merged into the sky and killed.

Although this move is not as powerful as Qi Juejian, it is extremely strange. This world seems to have turned into a lore.

Everywhere is the shadow of Ouyang Yu, and everywhere is the sword of Sen Han.

Cut out with a knife, ever-changing, unpredictable ghosts and gods!