Qi Po Xinghe

Shaking the golden sword, the courage and self-confidence of the middle-aged man became a bit stronger. Looking at Long Ling, the terror just now completely disappeared, and under the metallic aura, the dust on his body also scattered away.

"I want to see what kind of shock you can give me?" The middle-aged man smiled grimly.

A golden light flashed across the sword, and the middle-aged man suddenly jumped up, and under the astonished eyes of everyone, he drew a beautiful arc and slashed.

A burst of fire-attribute aura burst out from Long Ling's dantian, and purple flames rushed in like a tide.

When the golden glow swept over, purple flames gushed out and attacked the middle-aged man. The fearful high temperature distorted the space slightly, and the energy on the golden knife became somewhat weakened under the high temperature.

Relying on his carefree movements, Long Ling easily dodged the attack of the golden saber without any hesitation. Long Ling punched out with a powerful fire attribute aura in his fist.

The fierce purple flame seemed to burn the world.

"What a terrifying fire attribute aura, what a powerful purple flame." Shocked, the middle-aged man swung his sword again.

Long Ling's eyes were fixed, and the wood attribute aura erupted again in the dantian, and the fire became stronger when it met the wood, and the temperature of the purple flame rose again, and the flame even distorted these spaces even more.

"Wood attribute aura? How can there be so many attributes of aura in this boy's dantian?" The middle-aged man's eyes were not only shocked, but also a bit astonished.

All this was still going on, a gust of wind-attribute spiritual energy was released from Long Ling's dantian without any scruples, under the boost of the wind-attribute spiritual energy, Long Ling's speed became faster, and the flame spread.

"Wind... wind attribute aura?" The hands holding the big knife trembled suddenly, and the horrified eyes showed disbelief.

Zihuo quickly formed a fire net to envelop the middle-aged man. The man showed fear, and he slashed at it with a big knife, but he couldn't cut it off.

The fire net quickly drew closer and burned it completely, and at this moment, the man would also make his last resistance.

A wave of invisible energy hit his mind, making his soul tremble.

This energy, the impact of mental power, can only be displayed by an alchemist, and the opponent is actually an alchemist!No wonder he could feel his own position in the light.

Thinking of this, his mind completely went blank, his aura stagnated, and he gave up all resistance.

The flames raged, eventually burning him to ashes.

Taking back the golden sword, Long Ling put it into the space inside his body, and then looked at the auctioneer.

"Master... Master, help!" the auctioneer shouted, his eyes full of fear of death.

As the voice fell, the surrounding air surged, and a figure landed in front of everyone, with deep eyes, an old complexion, and a majesty in the eyebrows.

"You are the first to make this exchange look like this." After the words fell, the old man's figure was like lightning, and he came with a punch.

Long Ling was startled, and the purple fire burst out and collided with it.

With a bang, Long Ling's figure flew away and smashed heavily into a house.

The dust was flying, and Long Ling walked out of it. The numbness in his arm made him clearly aware of the terror of the other party. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Feeling his spiritual power, he knew that the other party was stronger than Zou Li.

"It's just a middle-level second-tier Qi Immortal." The mysterious old man smiled lightly. He protected Long Ling's internal organs with the punch just now. Otherwise, given the opponent's strength, this punch would have been enough to make Long Ling unable to stand up.

Most of the worried expression disappeared the moment Long Ling walked out of the collapsed house. Xiao Ling looked at the old man with cold eyes, and even had the urge to tear him into pieces.

"Your strength does not allow you to play wild here, so, die." The old man spit out the faint words from his mouth, and his figure moved again, rushing towards Long Ling.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth. The strength of the other party was beyond his ability to deal with, so at this time, Long Ling no longer put himself in danger.

Light flashed, and a man with an expressionless face appeared in front of Long Ling.

The hollowness of the eyes and the lack of any aura on the body made the old man stop abruptly.

"Puppet? It's actually a puppet!" the old man said in his mouth, obviously aware of this.

Since the puppet has no aura, the old man doesn't know the exact strength of the puppet, but seeing Long Ling's confident appearance, he understands that the puppet's strength is not weak.

"Let's go, I don't care about everything here." The old man finally said.

"Master, they are..." the auctioneer said.

"Shut up!" Without letting him continue, the old man let out a loud shout.

He had already written down this hatred in his heart. Someone would take Long Ling's life, so he didn't need to take the risk. As long as he told the organization about it, Long Ling would die no matter where the world was.

"Hehe, I just want to know why you leaked the news about Wuxing Jingyuan?" Long Ling stared at the old man and said impressively.

"These things are beyond your knowledge. If you don't leave, I will keep you in custody and you will regret it." The slightly threatening words came out of the old man's mouth, and he looked at Long Ling with cold eyes.

The other party is a strong Qixian who has a golden core in his body, since he has already come, there is a reason to leave, not to mention, Long Ling is also extremely puzzled about this matter.

"I want to see how you make me regret it." Long Ling said, then cast his eyes on the puppet, "Destroy him!"

As soon as the password was issued, the figure of the puppet leaped away like a cannonball.

The terrifying power of the fifth-level Qi Immortal punched out, and the old man narrowed his eyes, but he had no choice but to take it.

"Crack!" The sound of broken bones resounded, Long Ling smiled lightly, and with one punch, the puppet broke the opponent's arm. Such terrifying power was enough to show the power of the puppet.

The old man's eyes were filled with astonishment. At this moment, he finally knew how powerful this puppet was. Who exactly was Long Ling?

A direct disciple of that sect, or an outstanding child of a big family?Otherwise, how could there be such a terrifying air fairy puppet.

In astonishment, the old man thought of a way to escape, facing this puppet, he had no resistance at all.

Before he could figure out a way, the puppet had come again. Its powerful physical strength seemed to tear through the space, and he dodged a punch. The old man breathed a sigh of relief, but the opponent's fist fell again, like a hail of bullets, and he couldn't dodge it at all.

After being punched again, the old man's figure was sent flying away in the direction where Long Ling was.

A mouthful of blood spat out from the corner of his mouth, the old man smiled faintly, and wanted to hold Long Ling away, the puppet was powerful, but Long Ling's strength was only a fifth-level Qi God, how could he compare with the Qi Immortal powerhouse.

The palm of his hand turned into a claw shape, and he was about to grab Long Ling, but a light and shadow turned into a black line, and Long Ling moved to another place under his horrified gaze.

"This speed?" Even the old man himself didn't have such a speed. Frightened, he punched him again and severely injured him.