Martial arts Lingyun

Chapter 1097 Killing With One Finger
"Master, the flame just now disappeared!" Zou Jie exclaimed.

The two people who came here were Hua Xuan and Zou Jie. After going deep into the Emperor's Blood Valley, they also encountered a lot of blood monsters, so the speed of progress was much slower. When they rushed to the Blood River, they saw When I saw the flames soaring into the sky, I thought that some great treasure had been born.

"Disappeared."

Huaxuan nodded, and looked at Xiao Ling who was standing not far away. The corner of his mouth was full of sneers, and said, "Old man laughing, hand over the buds of birth, and I will give you a decent way to die!"

"What are you?" Xiao Ling asked indifferently.

As soon as these words came out, Hua Xuan's gaze sank. This laughing old man dared to utter wild words when he was about to die. This was the first time he met such a person. Doesn't this laughing old man know his situation?

"Old man, are you courting death?"

Before Huaxuan could speak, Zou Jie who was at the side had already yelled.

Zou Jie has never put Xiao Ling in his eyes. In his eyes, Xiao Ling is an old man who sets up a street stall. He doesn't know what is good or bad, and the old man who doesn't know what to do. Ling glanced.

Xiao Ling looked indifferently, stretched out his finger and shook it.

"Junior, do you have a place to speak here? Your master is no longer a thing, and you are not even a thing!"

Hearing these words, Zou Jie's face suddenly darkened, as if water was about to drip.

You know, he is a majestic fourth-rank pharmacist, and his strength has reached Nine Star Martial Lord. It can be said that as long as the top geniuses in the western medicine world come out, he will already be a rare existence!
Zou Jie was so angry that a mere old man with a street stall spoke to him in such a disdainful tone.

"Old man, I am a pharmacist, if you dare to insult me, and my master, I will make you die ugly!" Zou Jie yelled angrily.

boom!
The aura of Nine Star Martial Master exploded from Zou Jie's body, rushing towards Xiao Ling crazily. If Qian Yan hadn't made a move, he would have slapped this reckless old man to death long ago in the western medicine world.

"Something like you is not worthy of being my opponent."

Xiao Ling shook his head, and said indifferently: "I can clean up you, a frog in a well who has never seen the world, with one hand."

"Old man, you have successfully angered me! I will smash your old bones one by one!"

Zou Jie said cruelly, his face was distorted, how many years have passed, those martial arts who met him, all had to respectfully call him Master Zou, how is it now, he seems worthless in front of this old man, It can be crushed to death at will.

boom!
Zou Jie waved his hand, and a ball of orange flame rose from his hand. He slapped Xiao Ling fiercely with his palm, and the flame turned into a huge handprint, blasting the area where Xiao Ling was on the spot. Immediately, terror The sound of the explosion resounded, rolling up a lot of rubble and dust.

"Are you dead?"

Zou Jie smiled cruelly, and then, when the hustle and bustle dispersed, his smile froze on his face, as if he had seen a ghost.

On the ground, Xiao Ling was still standing with his hands behind his back, standing in the original place without moving even a bit, and even his black robe showed no trace of burning under the terrifying flames.

"what happened?"

Standing behind Zou Jie, Hua Xuan frowned. He knew Zou Jie's ability, and the strength of the Nine Star Martial Master was already at the top among the younger generation. The blow of the flame just now hit the old man intact. His injuries and even his clothes were intact, which made him a little dignified, and he couldn't help saying: "Zou Jie, this old man is weird!"

"Master, I understand."

Zou Jie's complexion kept changing, and he had to accept this cruel reality. This old man called Laughing Old Man should have a few brushes.

"A mere Nine Star Martial Lord, trying to hurt this old man is nothing short of a dream."

Xiao Ling stood with his hands behind his back, his attitude was incomparably indifferent, he shook his head slightly, and said: "Even if you fight with all your strength and risk your life, in the eyes of this old man, it's just a mayfly shaking a tree. Not to mention you, even if it's a Martial Saint, the result will be the same !"

Hearing Xiao Ling's arrogance and treating him like nothing, Zou Jie's haughty self-esteem exploded completely, and his eyes turned red.

This old man is also really arrogant, blatantly ignoring the powerhouses of the Martial Saint level.

"Old man, don't brag in front of me!"

Zou Jie didn't believe that Xiao Ling was a strong martial artist. In Western Medicine City, he only knew that Xiao Ling was only a martial artist at the level of a martial artist, and he could kill a bunch of martial artists with a single slap.

Thinking of this, Zou Jie dashed out, as fast as lightning, and immediately came in front of Xiao Ling.

"Old man, die to me!"

Zou Jie crazily urged the vitality of the Nine Star Martial Venerable, and poured it into the palm of his hand. He shot fiercely, and slapped it fiercely towards Xiao Ling's heart. Wherever the palm passed, there was a sound of wind and thunder. It was obvious that he was already He was so serious that he wanted to kill this laughing old man who despised him with one blow.

"act recklessly."

With disdain in Xiao Ling's eyes, he slowly raised his palm and stretched out a finger to touch Zou Jie.

"Old man!"

After Zou Jie struck with all his strength, seeing that Xiao Ling seemed to be attacking him with one finger, he almost went crazy. You know, his full-strength palm is enough to smash a mountain peak, and it is very easy to smash a finger .

"Be careful."

Huaxuan seemed to realize something, fixed his gaze, and let out a violent drink.

puff!
A crisp sound resounded, and a cloud of blood mist exploded.

Zou Jie didn't realize what happened, the arm he patted was turned into blood mist by Xiao Ling's finger.

Looking at the arm that turned into blood mist, Zou Jie's eyes were dull.

Huaxuan's pupils also shrank, realizing that this laughing old man's strength is not simple.

"what!"

In an instant, a heart-piercing pain swept through his body, and Zou Jie let out a scream like a pig, only to realize that his own arm was blasted into blood mist by Xiao Ling's finger!

He was a dignified Nine Star Martial Master, and he shot with all his strength, but an old man of the Martial Master level actually crippled an arm?
How could such absurd things happen?
Zou Jie protected his bloody shoulder with his palm, frantically mobilizing his vitality to stop the bleeding, he kept backing up, his eyes were full of horror, the only thing that could be explained clearly was that the strength of this old man called Laughing Man was absolutely extraordinary!
How could an old man who set up a street stall be a peerless master?Zou Jie is unwilling to accept this cruel reality.

"Laughing old man! You are definitely not a martial artist at the level of a martial artist!"

Huaxuan's eyes were full of seriousness, feeling Xiao Ling's killing intent, he immediately shouted violently: "Zou Jie, come to me quickly!"

Zou Jie didn't dare to hesitate, and rushed towards Huaxuan frantically.

"Since you made a move and threatened to kill me, then don't leave in a hurry."

Xiao Ling had playfulness in his eyes, and followed Zou Jie's footsteps like a ghost.

Zou Jie had already tried his best to escape frantically. When he escaped for a certain distance, he was shocked to find that Xiao Ling had just taken a step and came in front of him.

"Master, save me!" Zou Jie screamed with his scalp numb.

Huaxuan had already made a move, and when Zou Jie's arm was crippled, he had already rushed towards Zou Jie.

Huaxuan understood that Xiao Ling's strength was very strong, if he could destroy Zou Jie's arm with one finger, then Zou Jie would not have the slightest resistance in front of Xiao Ling.

At this moment, Xiao Ling had already come in front of Zou Jie, stretched out his finger and blasted towards Zou Jie's head.

"Laughing old man! You are so arrogant that you ignore me!"

Hua Xuan yelled angrily, Zou Jie is not only his promising apprentice, but more importantly, he has a very strong affection for Zou Jie, so he absolutely does not want Zou Jie to die in Xiao Ling's hands.

Swish!
Hua Xuan raised his hand, and the eerie green flames roared towards Xiao Ling like a tide. He was confident that if the Six Star Martial Saint didn't defend himself, he would be severely injured by his flames.

Therefore, Hua Xuan took the lead, he felt that he had already taken the lead, Xiao Ling had to resist his attack first, the battle between the strong often decided everything in an instant.

"Playing with fire in front of me? You are not qualified!"

The corner of Xiao Ling's mouth turned into a disdainful arc, he didn't care about Huaxuan at all, and directly pressed his finger on Zou Jie's head.

Bang!
A crisp explosion sounded, and Zou Jie stayed where he was, his eyes widened, and his whole body exploded into a blood mist in an instant. The blood mist directly sprayed Hua Xuan's face, making the latter's expression ferocious.

On the other hand, Xiao Ling was unscathed under Huaxuan's flame attack.

"The strength of a six-star martial saint is nothing more than that."

Xiao Ling shook his head slightly, he let Huaxuan's flame attack hit him, the result was obvious, he was extremely disappointed, if Huaxuan's flame was the sky fire, he could pay attention to it.

Huaxuan's face was extremely gloomy, he wiped off the blood on his face, his eyes were full of fear, Xiao Ling not only obliterated Zou Jie in front of him, but also lightly dispelled his flame offensive, such The ability is really breathtaking.

As a fifth-rank pharmacist and a six-star martial sage, Hua Xuan has fought against many strong men, except for losing to Zhong Xu, the Patriarch of the Zhong family, he has never been defeated.

Since losing to Zhong Xu, Huaxuan has also put a lot of energy into martial arts, and feels that his current strength is not much worse than Zhong Xu's.

Now it's good, the laughing old man who set up a street stall in front of him was just an ordinary Wu Zun, but he was able to obliterate Zou Jie and easily defuse his offensive, that is to say, the laughing old man definitely concealed his strength, and his strength is not weaker than him!

Moreover, Huaxuan felt that there was a terrifying power of fire in the old man's body, which seemed to be able to burn everything.

"Laughing old man! Who are you!"

Huaxuan thought carefully, looking at the entire western medicine world, he and the four masters are kings and lords, and he has never seen other powerful enemies. The sudden appearance of the laughing old man and the bud of birth made him feel uneasy Swept away.

Suddenly, he thought of the terrifying evildoer who has been extremely active on the Shenwu Continent recently. It was a young man known as a ruthless man named Xiao Ling!
After thinking about it for a while, Hua Xuan subconsciously said, "You are Xiao Ling!"

"you guessed right."

Xiao Ling raised his hand, the withered palm had become as white as jade, slowly took off the black cloak, revealing a delicate face, staring at the shocked Hua Xuan with a pair of deep black eyes, said indifferently: "Unfortunately, guess what?" No prize."

(End of this chapter)