Martial arts Lingyun

Chapter 1618 No Slash
"Everyone, is that brother Xiao Ling Xiao?"

The young man looked at Xiao Ling with gentle eyes, his eyes glistened, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a friendly arc.

Although Xiao Ling was wearing a black robe, the young man recognized Xiao Ling at a glance.

Except for Honglian Martial Emperor and Gudi who are male, the only male is Xiao Ling.

"I am Xiao Ling."

Xiao Ling nodded slightly, cupped his fists at the young man, and said, "Brother, you look familiar!"

"Hehe, my sister has no intention of contacting you."

The young man smiled slightly, and said: "I am her elder brother Wu Zhan, and I am also the deputy team leader of the Xingxiu Organization."

"It turns out that brother Wuzhan and Wuxin are brother and sister, no wonder you two look somewhat similar."

Xiao Ling responded with a smile, and began to estimate Wu Zhan's ability in his heart. Although Wu Zhan restrained his breath, Xiao Ling could feel Wu Zhan's cultivation base. Wu Zhan's cultivation base had reached the level of an eight-star Martial Emperor. Looking at the strength of the younger generation of Diyu, they already belong to the top level!

Even if it is Yun Long from Guangming Emperor Palace and Zhan Xuan from Zhantian Emperor Palace, they may not be Wuzhan's opponents!

Because of the vague killing smell emanating from Wu Zhan's body, it declared that he had killed too many people!

Only a martial artist who has experienced all kinds of fights can be considered a real iron-blooded strongman.

"Brother Xiao, I heard that my sister recruited you to join the Xingxiu organization, but you refused, is there such a thing?" Wu Zhan said with a smile.

"true."

Xiao Ling's soul power had already begun to surge, he felt Wu Zhan's soul power surging, and Wu Zhan's soul power was very strong, which made him a little surprised, because Wu Zhan is a rare strong person who cultivates both soul and martial arts. By.

"Brother Xiao, maybe the temple organized by Xingxiu is too small to accommodate a great god like you."

Wu Zhan's gaze sharpened suddenly, and he said, "But, you absolutely shouldn't be so decisive in refusing! At least try to persuade my sister with the words of refusal, okay? Your refusal was so quick that my sister cried secretly. !"

call out!
Wuzhan's soul force burst out, turned into a flying knife, and came straight to Xiao Ling.

Wu Zhan's soul power is well controlled, and ordinary martial arts practitioners can't detect it at all. Even a strong man like Long Bijun may not be able to see it if he doesn't sense it wholeheartedly.

"Brother Wu Zhan, when it comes to certain things, I always like to cut things quickly."

Xiao Ling spoke calmly, with a smile on his face, his soul force also roared out, turned into a ball of soft water, and resisted the flying knife.

hum!
After the flying knife was inserted into the soft water, it gradually disappeared like a mud cow entering the sea.

"But, my sister is so cute, do you have the heart to let her be wronged?"

Wu Zhan's eyes sank, and his soul power roared out again, turning into ten flying knives, attacking Xiao Ling from all directions.

"Really? But I don't think so."

Xiao Ling smiled lightly, it seemed that he had met a madman who favored his sister, it seemed that if he didn't show off his soul power today, Wu Zhan would not let him off easily.

After Xiao Ling made up his mind, this time the soul power did not evolve into soft water, but let the ten flying knives attack.

"Huh? Give up resistance?"

Wu Zhan's gaze narrowed slightly, thinking in his heart whether he should take back the offensive, but seeing Xiao Ling's indifferent expression, he was so angry and furious that he had no choice to take back the offensive.

Soon, the ten flying knives hit Xiao Ling's soul.

Suddenly, under Wu Zhan's astonished gaze, the ten flying knives instantly shattered.

"Have you practiced the soul force defense technique?"

Wu Zhan was shocked in his heart, his soul power was very strong, after the flying knife collided with Xiao Ling's soul, he saw a majestic giant tower emerging from Xiao Ling's soul.

The soul cohesion of the majestic giant tower is very strong, the flying knife did not receive the attack, but crashed into the majestic giant tower and collapsed automatically!
"It's interesting, let me try your ability again!"

Wu Zhan was certain that this time he planned to use real means. Although the soul throwing knife attack just now could injure the soul of an ordinary Emperor Wu, this kind of trauma is not fatal at all!
"Soul Destruction!"

Wuzhan's soul power gradually gathered together and formed a flying knife, but this flying knife is extremely slender, and more importantly, very solid. The soul breath emanating from it has already made the Wuxiu passing by feel terrified up.

call out!
Hun Mie slashed out with a slash, heading straight for Xiao Ling's eyebrows.

Martial Emperor Honglian already knew that Wu Zhan had shot Xiao Ling, and he wanted to help, but seeing Xiao Ling's indifferent face, he smiled, and in the end he didn't make a move. Even Emperor Guishou Yao praised Xiao Ling for his strong soul power , even if Wu Zhan is a character who cultivates both soul and martial arts, in terms of soul power, he should be in front of Xiao Ling.

"Brother Wu Zhan, your soul power offensive is really good."

Xiao Ling said via sound transmission: "However, if you really want to compare the attack and defense of soul power, in front of me, ten more of you are no match for me! Even if your soul power has reached the level of the quasi-medicine emperor level……"

"is it?"

The arrogance in Wu Zhan's heart was aroused by Xiao Ling's few words, and the strength of his attack was even stronger.

With the strength of his attack now, even if the Martial Emperor of the same level is hit, his soul power will be severely damaged, and it will be difficult to have fighting power in a short time.

However, what shocked Wu Zhan was that after facing him with all his strength, Xiao Ling didn't use any means of soul power attack to resist, but let Hun Mie hit the majestic giant tower with a blow.

Click.

Hun Mie slammed into the Bailian Undead Soul Pagoda fiercely, and the crisp sound resounded, and the slender flying knife derived from Hun Mie's slash was directly broken in half.

"what?"

Wu Zhan's pupils shrank sharply, and he lost his voice: "You have already cultivated your soul power to the state of fusion? This is impossible!"

"The state of fusion of gods, the name of the state of soul power?"

Xiao Ling was slightly taken aback, a little curious, he had never learned about the level standard of soul power.

"The mirror of melting gods is indeed the title of the realm of soul power."

Wu Zhan didn't continue to attack Xiao Ling. He looked at Xiao Ling with complicated eyes. With his current attacking method of soul power, he couldn't even break through Xiao Ling's Immortal Soul Tower. How could he hurt Xiao Ling's soul? force?
"Can you introduce me?" Xiao Ling said.

"The grading division of soul power is the mortal mirror, the shedding mirror, the heavenly state of mind, the emperor's heavenly mirror, and the fusion of gods. Each realm has three small grades, namely the early stage, the middle stage, and the great perfection..."

Wu Zhan explained: "The mortal mirror, ordinary martial arts have this kind of soul power. Once the soul power is extremely prominent in the mortal mirror, you are qualified to become a pharmacist, and you can reach the level of a first-rank to third-rank pharmacist. As for the soul-shattering mirror, It is probably the soul power of a fourth-rank to sixth-rank pharmacist. Tianxin Jing is at the level of a sixth-rank to ninth-rank pharmacist! As for the famous medicine emperor in the Shenwu Continent, he can cultivate his soul power to the level of the Emperor Tianjing! Divine realm, no one has reached such a realm since ancient times!"

(End of this chapter)