Martial arts Lingyun

Chapter 400 Gambling
"Boy, who are you? It's not your turn to tell me what to do!"

Hearing Xiao Ling suddenly said that his life was in danger, the eight-star Martial Emperor had a look of disdain on his face, but he was only a four-star Martial Emperor, and he was not yet qualified to educate him.

boom!
Seeing this, Nan Gongxuan at the side slapped the eight-star Martial Emperor without hesitation, knocking him aside.

Her palms were gentle and did not cause much damage to the eight-star Martial Emperor.

However, no matter who was photographed away for no reason, this eight-star Martial Emperor could not get angry when facing Nangong Xuan, so he held back his anger and said, "Miss Nangong, what do you mean by this?"

"Save your life."

Nangong Xuan said lightly, her beautiful eyes stared at the floor, and said: "The moment I knocked you back, a domineering force blasted out from the traces of Batian II's attack and hit the floor."

Sure enough, on the floor not far from the eight-star Martial Emperor, there was a trace of fresh boxing, above which exuded a deadly domineering aura.

"The hardness of the floor of the ancient hall is extremely terrifying. Even if I try my best, it will be difficult to leave marks on the floor..." Nan Gongxuan said slowly: "Therefore, if you are hit by this deadly domineering aura, even the Eight-Star Martial Emperor Kill him immediately!"

Gollum.

The eight-star Martial Emperor couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, looking at the traces of boxing on the ground with lingering fear, he realized that he had just brushed past death.

Immediately, the eight-star Martial Emperor cupped his fists and said gratefully: "Thank you Nangong girl for helping me, I am grateful. In the future, if Nangong girl wants to use it when I am here, I am willing to do my best."

"I appreciate your kindness."

Nangong Xuan said indifferently: "Actually, the person you should really thank is Xiao Ling. If he hadn't reminded you, you would have died long ago."

After all, Nangong Xuan continued to look at the fist mark on the floor. Fang Lei and the others were also observing the fist mark. The terrifying arrogance emanating from it made them blushed in shame, with cold sweat on their foreheads.

It seems that it is impossible to completely inherit the Overlord's inheritance.

"This one……"

Hearing what Nan Gongxuan said, the eight-star Martial Emperor's smile froze on his face, and then he glanced at the four-star Martial Emperor's Xiao Ling, wanting him to lower his status and thank Xiao Ling, even the filial dog and horse. No, it's impossible!

What he said just now was nothing more than wanting to take the opportunity to get close to Nangong Xuan.

It's just that if I don't express it, I can't justify it. After all, Xiao Ling saved my life...

"Thanks."

The eight-star Martial Emperor glanced at Xiao Ling indifferently, held back for a long time, and finally said thank you.

Faced with the eight-star Martial Emperor's thanks, Xiao Ling naturally didn't take it seriously, but stared at the fist marks left on the ground.

"Bazong's Batian seven moves are really terrifying! If you can master them all, you can gain a foothold on the Shenwu Continent! Even if you master one move and one move, you can push down all the powerful people in the Ten Thousand Kingdoms Territory!"

Xiao Ling licked his dry lips, his eyes were fiery, and he wanted to give it a try.

"Xiao Ling, refine Cang Tianba's blood first, and it's not too late to try again."

Long Bijun on the side said softly: "I reckon, the more blood you absorb from the sky, the more sure you can bear the domineering aura of the stone pillar."

"Extremely true."

Xiao Ling nodded, and with a thought, he put the ring into the sacred monument, and then threw out all the dead demon corpses. Afterwards, his blood flames swept over these demon corpses and began to refine them.

He manipulated the blood flames to complete these actions in the sacred monument, and then silently absorbed the blood energy, and used it for his own use.

After refining those heavenly tyrants' blood, Xiao Ling only felt that the blood in his body contained a trace of domineering, he slowly raised his head, and a bloody light flashed across his eyes.

"I'll try it."

With a movement of Xiao Ling's figure, under the gaze of countless astonished eyes, he came to the side of Shi Zhu.

"What, can he get close to the stone pillar?"

"Isn't only the Seven Star Martial Emperor able to get close to the stone pillar? Why can he!"

After seeing Xiao Ling directly approaching the stone pillar, many martial artists all widened their eyes and felt unbalanced.

Even Fang Lei and the others showed a look of astonishment, obviously they did not expect Xiao Ling to be able to withstand the domineering.

"Didn't disappoint me..."

Nangong Xuan watched Xiao Ling make a move, a smile flashed across her face, and she murmured: "I knew you were not a simple person."

"Why can he do it? It's because he is the famous leader of Lingmeng League!"

Long Bijun turned his nostrils to the sky, and said arrogantly: "Look at you again, you are nothing, how can you be compared with the leader of the Lingmeng? So, you only have greedy eyes, watching the leader of the Lingmeng show off his supernatural power, it is already beyond your reach. It's an honor!"

Hearing Long Bijun's words, Xiao Ling couldn't help but give Long Bijun a blank look. Is this a compliment or a disservice to him?

Junliu on the side also blushed a little, not to mention the strange eyes of other martial artists.

"Young Master Xiao, I wish you success soon."

Looking at Xiao Ling, Nangong Xuan smiled and offered her blessings.

Fang Lei and the others watched Nangongxuan give Xiao Ling the present blessing, and felt so sad that they liked Nangongxuan for a long time. As Nangongxuan's suitor, they had not received Nangongxuan's blessing.

"Miss Nangong, I still like girls calling me Brother Xiao Ling."

Staring at Nangong Xuan's beautiful eyes, the corners of Xiao Ling's mouth curled up, and said, "If you don't mind, call me Brother Xiao Ling, okay?"

At this point, Fang Lei and the others immediately stared at Xiao Ling with murderous eyes. Xiao Ling's words were simply rebellious. If eyes could kill people, Xiao Ling would have died countless times.

"Young Master Xiao was joking."

Nangong Xuan was slightly taken aback, her beautiful eyes were full of surprise, no one had dared to talk to her like this before, but Xiao Ling was a different kind, and she even asked her to call Brother Xiao Ling.

"Young Master Xiao, I'm a few years older than you, so I call you Brother Xiao Ling, that's about right." Nangong Xuan said with a smile without being angry.

As the number one beauty in Tianzhongyu, she still has extremely high self-cultivation. Besides, Xiao Ling is the person she fancy, so she will not get angry.

"Brother Xiao Ling, forget it."

Xiao Ling curled his lips, obviously a little dissatisfied.

Seeing this, Nangong Xuan's beautiful eyes shone with light, and she said softly: "Actually, it's okay for me to call you Brother Xiao Ling. As long as you can bear the domineering style of Batian II, I will call you Brother Xiao Ling. If not, You will join the Linglong Tower."

In Nangongxuan's eyes, Xiao Ling was a mysterious young man who could stand up and presumably be able to withstand the first form of Batian, so she adjusted the conditions to the second form of Batian.

In her eyes, Xiao Ling can at most comprehend Batian's style.

Seeing this, Fang Lei and the others breathed a sigh of relief. They recognized Xiao Ling's strength in their hearts, and Xiao Ling should be able to withstand the bullying style.

"What if I comprehend all Batian's seven moves thoroughly?" Xiao Ling asked suddenly.

At this point, the eyes of all the martial artists present widened. Xiao Ling's words seemed a little too conceited, right?
"Batian Seven Styles?"

Seeing Xiao Ling's eagerness to move, Nangong Xuan couldn't help laughing, and said: "If Mr. Xiao can comprehend the Seven Batian Styles, even if I marry you, it will be fine."

Obviously, even if Nangongxuan was optimistic about Xiao Ling, she didn't think that Xiao Ling could comprehend all the Seven Batian Styles, and that's why she uttered such big words.

However, as soon as she finished speaking, she felt a little regretful...

"make a deal!"

Xiao Ling would not let Nan Gongxuan regret it, he laughed, took a step forward, and under the gaze of countless eyes, slowly moved his palm close to Batian Yishi.

(End of this chapter)