Martial arts Lingyun

Chapter 403 Prajna Technique
Snapped!
Under the gaze of countless shocked eyes, Xiao Ling's palm finally pressed on Batian Qishi.

All this happened too fast, everyone's hearts were already numb by Xiao Ling's shock.

Everyone has seen the difficulty of inheriting the Batian Seven Styles of Bazong, and all of you rare geniuses are helpless.

However, Xiao Ling, an inconspicuous young man, was unexpectedly able to withstand Batian Qishi's domineering style.

"Seven Overlord Styles..."

Nangong Xuanmei stared at Xiao Ling intently. Even she could only withstand the second form of Batian, but now Xiao Ling was able to reach the seventh form of Batian, which really surprised her.

Although I thought that Xiao Ling could successfully comprehend Batian's Seven Styles, Nan Gongxuan felt a little embarrassed when he thought about how much he boasted at first.

If Xiao Ling really comprehended the Seven Batian Styles, would she keep her promise?

Just as Nangong Xuan was thinking wildly, there was movement on Xiao Ling's side.

Rumble!
A loud thunderous sound resounded through the stone pillars. Immediately afterwards, the entire quaint hall shook, showing a tendency to crumble.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the hall was shocked. If the hall collapsed, it would be a very bad thing.

Many people moved and rushed out of the hall.

After all, the main hall is made of special stone, if it really collapses, if you get hit, you will be seriously injured if you don't die.

Of course, there is still a group of people who did not go out, such as Fang Lei and others. They were confident that they could leave here at the moment the hall collapsed with their own skills.

"This movement is quite loud..."

Long Bijun smacked his mouth, and looked at Xiao Ling beside the stone pillar with solemn eyes. He knew that Xiao Ling must be enduring great pain at this moment, and it would not be an easy task to inherit the Seven Overlord Styles.

"Brother, you will definitely succeed."

Junliu's eyes were full of confidence, he believed that Xiao Ling could succeed.

"Batian Qishi, it's really terrifying!"

Feeling the domineering energy coming from the palm of his hand, like a torrential flood, Xiao Ling's eyes had a trace of seriousness, and with a movement of his mind, he directed the rolling domineering energy along the route of the Eight-door Dunjia Xiumen, and charged towards the Xiumen. .

Rumble!
The galloping domineering energy surged in his body, poured into his limbs, and finally rushed towards Xiumen.

This process lasted for tens of breaths. At the moment Xiao Ling completely absorbed the Batian Seven Styles, a strange fluctuation flooded into Xiao Ling's mind, making his eyes a little dazed, and an ancient picture appeared in his mind .

In that ancient picture, a quaint hall emerged, which was the Bazong hall under his feet.

In the ancient hall, there was a burly figure standing in front of the stone pillar. This burly figure was carrying Xiao Ling on his back, but Xiao Ling recognized at a glance that this person was the man in the sculpture on the square. He thought this person was the Overlord of the Sect.

The Overlord Sect Master stood there casually, with a terrifying aura emanating from his burly body, causing the surrounding space to slightly distort.

call out!
Afterwards, the Overlord Sect Master raised his hand, and lightly swung seven punches.

Rumble!
Every time the Bazong Sect Master swung his fist, the space around the ancient hall was shattered, and an extremely terrifying arrogance swept wildly, as if there were landslides and earth cracks, enough to crush people's minds.

After the seven fists were swung, traces of seven fist attacks appeared on the stone pillar, but the stone pillar was not destroyed.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Ling's pupils shrank. This level of strength control is shocking enough!

The Sect Master of the Ba Sect stood with his hands behind his back, and said slowly: "Ba Tian's seven moves, all seven moves are performed together, comparable to heaven-level martial arts. Those who are destined, hope to practice hard!"

After saying this, the Sect Master's body gradually distorted, and finally the picture was shattered, causing Xiao Ling's body to shake, and suddenly found that he was still standing in front of the stone pillar, but there was a lot of sweat left all over his body.

"Batian seven styles, all comprehended."

Xiao Ling put away his palms, and watched the Batian Qishi on the stone pillar gradually disappear, with surprise in his eyes.

"Shut the door!"

After comprehending Batian's Seven Styles, Xiao Ling immediately looked inside his physical body, and found that the Xiu door of the Eight-door Dunjia had also opened unconsciously. He could feel that after the Xiu door opened, his physical body became stronger again, and his whole body exuded a An oppressive atmosphere.

"Eight Gate Dunjia, Xiumen. After opening, Wuxiu's physical body becomes stronger again. Not only that, the physical body can emit powerful oppressive force, this oppressive force is not the coercion of vitality, but pure physical oppression!" Xiao Ling muttered to himself.

For example, among the monster clan, monsters with strong bloodlines are born to be able to oppress monsters with weak bloodlines by virtue of their bloodlines. Before the battle begins, they can use their bloodline advantage to greatly reduce the opponent's combat effectiveness.

"I used domineering to break through the Xiu door, so the oppression of my physical body should be domineering."

Xiao Ling looked at his hands and shook them casually. He felt the extremely pure power and domineering air. When he waved it, the air roared like thunder, not to mention how refreshing it was.

Click.

Just when Xiao Ling was in a good mood, dense cracks suddenly appeared on the stone pillar in front of him, and finally, under the gaze of countless eyes, it directly turned into stone.

call out!
When the stone pillar was broken into pieces, several rays of light roared out, suspending the hall in mid-air.

"Is there something in this stone pillar?"

Looking at those rays of light, Xiao Ling was slightly startled, before he had time to think about it, he moved and grabbed the closest ray of light.

The moment the light appeared, Fang Lei and the others who were near the stone pillar's eyes lit up, and they shot out one after another, rushing out, grabbing at the rest of the light.

Something that can fly out of the stone pillar should be extraordinary.

They didn't attack Xiao Ling. Xiao Ling was able to comprehend the Seven Batian Styles, and his own strength had been recognized by Fang Lei and others.

"Running exercises. Prajna?"

After Xiao Ling caught the ray of light, the ray of light gradually dissipated, and a simple book emerged with the word Prajna on it.

As for Fang Lei and the others, after catching the light, they quickly moved their minds to check what they got. Immediately, ecstasy appeared on their faces, obviously they got something good, and they quickly put it away.

"Those must be the Overlord's treasures!"

Of course, when Wu Xiu, who was far away from the stone pillar, saw this scene, he was slightly taken aback for a moment, and then he reacted and wailed.

Those who were able to seize the other treasures of the Overlord Sect were almost none who had plundered the ancient hall, there were powerful people and there were also weak people.

call out!
After these weak people won the light, they immediately moved and left the ancient hall, wanting to leave here.

When these people left, many people had fierce looks in their eyes, and then followed.

They couldn't put their thoughts on Xiao Ling and the others, so they could only attack this group of weak martial artists.

In Shenwu Continent, the weak are preyed upon by the strong, without strength, they can only be slaughtered!
After getting the opportunity, you have to have the strength to swallow the opportunity!
(End of this chapter)