Martial arts Lingyun

Chapter 1099 Be My Dog
"Ruthless Xiao Ling! You paid the price for your arrogance!"

Hua Xuan is very confident in his cultivation. He is a six-star martial saint, and he is not an ordinary six-star martial saint. Moreover, the palm of death and silence he displayed is an advanced martial skill of the earth level. He went all out to kill Xiao Ling without a doubt.

One must know that even a six-star martial saint of the same level would be defeated with hatred, let alone Xiao Ling's strength is only a two-star martial saint.

Looking at the whole western medicine world, even Zhong Xu would not dare to face his extravagance, but Xiao Ling was an exception, but he did so.

"Reaching a two-star Martial Saint at a young age, possessing a ninth-level profound weapon, and many opportunities, Xiao Ling has developed the habit of being too arrogant. As long as I kill Xiao Ling and get his chance, why not become a peerless The strong one?" Hua Xuan thought in his heart, and the smile on his face became more and more intense, and even twisted slightly.

call!
The withered death palm whizzed out, and the space it passed was slightly distorted, and the vitality in the air was also rapidly rippling away towards the surroundings.

"Die."

Hua Xuan said with a sinister smile, as if seeing Xiao Ling had already fallen at his feet.

"Hehehe..."

Xiao Ling looked at Hua Xuan calmly, his whole body was gradually surging with blood. He had already displayed his bloodthirsty and raised his strength to the extreme. At the same time, his sleeves fluttered and his palms spread out, exuding a terrifying domineering aura.

"Seven Dominant Styles!"

Xiao Ling let out a low shout, stepped forward, raised his palm and slapped it head-on.

Rumble!
Withering Dead Silence Palm and Batian Seven Styles shook together, the entire Emperor's Blood Valley trembled suddenly at this time, the surrounding space was continuously distorted, gradually shattered, and violent vitality fluctuations rolled up Swept away in all directions.

"what!"

Huaxuan's pupils shrank sharply, pale with shock, Xiao Ling's seven domineering moves eroded the Withering Dead Silence Palm at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then there was a bang, the Withered Dead Silence Palm was directly shattered into pieces, the domineering and unparalleled Vigorousness rushes towards us.

Hiss!

After the Batian Seven Styles defeated the Withering Dead Silence Palm, it continued unabated and bombarded Huaxuan's body.

puff!

The terrifying palm force swept over Huaxuan's whole body. He couldn't help opening his mouth and spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood. Then he spit out another mouthful of blood.

"how is this possible?"

Huaxuan's heart was full of horror. The withered death palm he was so proud of was directly defeated by Xiao Ling's domineering, and the terrifying aftermath of the offensive also made him embarrassed and suffered heavy injuries. How could Xiao Ling's two-star Martial Saint be so strong? Outrageous?

"Six-star Martial Saint, that's all."

Xiao Ling withdrew his palms slowly, stood with his hands behind his back, restrained his breath, looked at Hua Xuan indifferently, and shook his head in disappointment, Hua Xuan, who was well-known in the western medicine world, was nothing but that.

"Xiao Ling is too evil! He is too strong! No wonder it is rumored that many strong men are in his hands..."

Huaxuan's mood is very bad, he is in a panic at the moment, but Xiao Ling is indifferent, this is the gap, the obvious gap!

"Why! Why is Xiao Ling so strong! I have cultivated for so long, can I not compare to him?"

Huaxuan was very unwilling in his heart, but the cruel reality told him that all of this was true, and if they fought head-on, even Zhong Xu would not be enough to see it here.

"The name of a ruthless person is indeed well-deserved!"

After Huaxuan took out a pill and swallowed it, he silently recovered from his injuries, pretending to be extremely indifferent, but in fact his internal organs had already been impacted by domineering, and he was crazily mobilizing vitality to erase those domineering.

"Master Huaxuan's great reputation in the world of western medicine has been vain."

Xiao Ling stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Huaxuan indifferently, as if he was looking at a child. After he reached the two-star Martial Saint, he found that his strength became stronger and stronger, and then he activated the bloodthirsty, and the power of the eight-door dunjia. A Martial Saint of Tui Huaxuan's level is easily captured.

Xiao Ling was thinking, after he had broken through to the Martial Saint Realm, what kind of means would the Red Blood Card give him, and he would go and see after Huaxuan was cleaned up.

Hua Xuan saw Xiao Ling being so arrogant and domineering, he was speechless, and had to say that Xiao Ling did have the capital to be so arrogant.

"Brother Xiao, I was reckless in the previous incident."

Huaxuan confessed on the spot, cupped his fists at Xiao Ling, and smiled apologetically, "You and I are both pharmacists, and we are both tempted by top-quality medicinal materials. This is human nature. Now neither of us has any loss, so this matter is over." Forget it, what do you think?"

Xiao Ling was too wicked. After the fight, Huaxuan felt that he couldn't beat Xiao Ling at all, so he planned to hold back, and after he left Emperor Killing Blood Valley, he would expose Xiao Ling's identity. At that time, there would be many people who would kill Xiao Ling Gotta be.

At this moment, Huaxuan was subdued. If the four masters and other martial artists knew about it, they would definitely be surprised. Huaxuan is known to be domineering and arrogant in the western medicine industry, but now he meets Xiao Ling, who is even more domineering and arrogant than him. .

"Master Huaxuan, you are truly a hero."

Xiao Ling grinned, and said: "I thought you couldn't see clearly the current situation, it seems that I was thinking too much."

Seeing Xiao Ling's faint smile, Hua Xuan was very upset, but he didn't dare to show it, but apologized and said with a smile: "Brother Xiao, you are a dragon among men, and you will definitely be able to stand on the peak of Shenwu Continent in the future. It's just a small person, and it's an honor to be able to see Brother Xiao's power. If Brother Xiao doesn't dislike me, we'll be sworn brothers here, and I'll call you Big Brother, how about it?"

A hidden hatred flashed deep in Hua Xuan's eyes, as long as he was allowed to leave here, he would definitely take revenge and make Xiao Ling look good!

"Sworn brothers? Call me big brother?"

Xiao Ling's smile gradually became indifferent, and he said coldly: "I said Master Huaxuan, do you think you have the qualifications? In other words, are you worthy?"

Xiao Ling tried every means to introduce Hua Xuan to this place, just to completely control Hua Xuan, how could he listen to Hua Xuan's farting words.

"You have only one way now, be my lackey!"

Xiao Ling walked towards Huaxuan slowly, without the slightest wave in his eyes, all of this was his plan, in order to trick out the ghost, no matter what, he would not let Huaxuan go easily.

"Xiao Ling, you are going too far!"

Huaxuan's face was extremely ugly, and he sternly said, "I'm a six-star martial artist, even if I can't beat you, if you want to escape, what can you do with me?"

Having said this, Huaxuan frantically mobilized his vitality, and plundered towards the outside of Emperor's Killing Blood Valley.

"Master Huaxuan, you want to escape in front of me, do you think it is possible?"

As soon as Xiao Ling's voice fell, his figure rushed away, following behind Hua Xuan like a shadow, while his black robe fluttered in the gust of wind, dancing and flying, extremely chic.

"Let me show you the heaven-level martial arts."

Xiao Ling raised his palm, and the cyan light surged. Behind him, a phantom of black martial arts rose up, exuding terrifying pressure, causing the hairs on Hua Xuan's whole body to stand on end.

"Xuanwu handprint!"

Xiao Ling gave a low shout, and slapped Hua Xuan with his palm.

Roar!
The Xuanwu handprint whizzed out, the Xuanwu phantom roared, and made a thunderous sonic boom, the space was torn apart, and it came towards Huaxuan to suppress it.

Huaxuan was running crazily, and then, he felt a suffocating pressure on his body, the surrounding air squeezed towards him, and even the space he was in froze.

Hua Xuan's face turned pale, and he tried to escape to other places, but he found that it was all in vain, the terrifying offensive had already locked him.

"Damn it! Is this the power of a heavenly martial art?"

Huaxuan's pupils were full of horror. He finally realized how powerful the rumored ruthless Xiao Ling was. It seemed that wherever Xiao Ling went, there would be a big earthquake, and many strong people would die. It was a pile of dry bones under Xiao Ling's feet.

"what!"

Huaxuan was very unwilling in his heart. He had been famous in the western medicine circle for several years, had fought against countless strong men, and had seldom lost. Today, he was going to be defeated by Xiao Ling, or die in Xiao Ling's hands. He was unwilling to die like this.

"Fight!"

Hua Xuan didn't run away anymore, he turned around, threw out several one-time life-saving profound weapons, and laid the most powerful defense around his body.

"Withered dead silent palm, barren lore!"

Hua Xuan yelled violently, frantically mobilizing his vitality, his palms gathered a terrifying aura of withering, instantly condensed a huge handprint, and slapped fiercely towards the Xuanwu handprint.

This time, Huaxuan can be said to have tried his best, even when facing Zhong Xu, he was not so desperate and embarrassed.

Rumble!
The attacks of the two sides collided suddenly, and there was a loud bang, and then, a shock wave visible to the naked eye suddenly erupted. In this area, dense cracks of spider webs emerged, and Hua Xuan's eyes suddenly became desperate, and the Xuanwu handprints tore apart. Cracking the Dead Silence Palm and Desolation Lore, he blasted through his strongest defense in a devastating way, and his figure was also hit by the remaining offensive. The whole person fell like a meteorite, blasting on the ground, splashing There was a lot of hustle and bustle.

puff!

Under the giant pit, Hua Xuan spat out blood crazily, his breath was extremely weak, his eyes were a little crazy, and he jokingly said: "The power of the heavenly martial arts is nothing more than this! I still survived!"

hum!
Just when Huaxuan was laughing wildly, one foot stepped on his chest, almost crushing him. That person was Xiao Ling. He stared at Huaxuan indifferently, and sarcastically said: "The power of heaven-level martial arts is more than that. If it wasn't for me to keep my hands and keep you useful, you would have become a pile of meat."

"Xiao Ling! I want you to die!"

Hua Xuan's eyes were bloodshot, wishing he could fight Xiao Ling again, he struggled crazily, but unfortunately all this was in vain, he had already lost his fighting power.

"You are too noisy."

With a flick of Xiao Ling's fingers, the Blood Slave mark roared out and landed on Hua Xuan's head. After a while, Hua Xuan, who was like a mad dog, gradually calmed down. Looking at Xiao Ling, his eyes were full of fanaticism.

Xiao Ling moved his foot away, and the distinguished Hua Xuan immediately crawled to Xiao Ling's feet, and shouted respectfully: "Master."

(End of this chapter)