Battle Dragon Lingshen

Chapter 131 The Tiger's Power
Ao Yunlong threw the ice fox in his arms to the beautiful woman, snorted coldly, leaped into the sky far away, the beautiful woman took the ice fox and barked non-stop for a while, with a doting look on her face , as if Binghu was her son, then stared at her with phoenix eyes, and said with an aggrieved face: "Husband, that man is so cruel, he wanted to kill him just now, if husband came a step later, he... woo woo woo!" At the end wept, unspeakably sad.

Murong Qianluo said with a look of pity: "Beauty, don't cry, your heart is about to break when you cry for your husband, for your husband, I will give you justice, let that kid die without a place to die, and avenge the beauty how?"

The beautiful woman burst into tears and laughed, she was indescribably coquettish, she quickly changed her face without turning the page, and said coquettishly, "My husband still loves me the most."

"Of course, you are my favorite wife. If you don't love me, who will you love?"

"It's disgusting, there are many people around watching."

"Look at what's going on, how could they be blessed with this young master, to marry such a delicate beauty like you, hahaha."

"Husband..." A blush appeared on the beautiful woman's pretty face, and the temptation of a mature woman appeared on her originally beautiful and flawless face. Murong Qianluo swallowed her saliva, if she hadn't still got to do business, she might have turned into a wolf.

"Beauty, wait a moment, I will love you well after I kill that kid."

"Well, people are waiting for you to come back."

……

Murong Qianluo and the beautiful woman finally got bored and flew into the air, their breaths had already locked on to their opponents, they were aggressive and ready to avenge their madam.

Such a good show made many masters around excitedly watch it, and they all looked at Murong Qianluo and his wife with contempt and contempt. If they hadn't the support of the Murong family behind them, they would also want to beat up those two scumbags.

Some people with good deeds flew to the sky one after another, watching the battle from a distance, forming groups of three or four, discussing a lot.

Murong Qianluo's body was like lightning, and he was ten feet away from Aoyunlong. He kept his hands on his hips, and looked at people with his nostrils. Said: "Boy, you have touched the bottom line of my young master, dare to touch my woman, even the king of heaven and I will not be able to save you today."

Ao Yun's dragon spirit doesn't come to one place, and he doesn't bother to talk nonsense when he encounters unreasonable people, so he should use his fists to solve the problem, and said indifferently: "Really, Master Murong, don't blow the cowhide."

Ao Yunlong's experience is not what it used to be. From Murong Qianluo's aura, he can see at a glance that the opponent has cultivated to the first-grade Naling Realm, and he has not been promoted for long. Such an opponent, Ao Yunlong is enough to deal with it, and he takes this opportunity to practice his skills.

Murong Qianluo's face was livid, and he said in a cold voice: "Boy, being able to die under the powerful hands of the Murong family's Xuan Bing is a blessing you have cultivated in eight lifetimes."

Ao Yunlong clenched his fists with both hands, the spirit of the dead was condensed, a one-foot-sized fist appeared, and with a movement of his body, he appeared in front of the opponent, greeted him, but was not in the ink, Ao Yunlong said contemptuously: "Idiot, too much nonsense, I will send you to heaven. "

The force of the fist bombarded Murong Qianluo's stomach heavily. The fist was fierce and domineering, containing immeasurable energy, enough to tear the air, shake the heavens, and shake the earth. There was an upward hook in the fist, and Murong Qianluo Luo was caught off guard to prevent his body from being knocked into the air, soaring straight up, flying over ten feet high.

After all, Murong Qianluo is also the second son of the Murong family. He is fully cultivated, and he tried his best to stabilize his body. His face was flushed. He didn't get hurt from the punch just now, but he was very angry. , furiously said: "Bastard, you dare to sneak attack, look how powerful I am, Xuanbing Powerful Palm--biting cold!"

Murong Qianluo became angry, the true power in his dantian surged majesticly, and condensed in both palms, once the Xuanbing Powerful Palm was cast, the temperature of the sky and the earth plummeted, and all the moisture in the air turned into ice crystals, spreading across hundreds of feet of space, Murong Qianluo Luo roared violently, unleashing a powerful trick, full of murderous aura, he wanted to kill the bastard in front of him.

The icy palms are condensed, with a radius of two meters, and they slap six palms in a row, sealing all sides of the world, covering the opponent, aiming to kill with one move. Murong Qianluo used ninety percent of the power in this move, and in his opinion, it is enough to kill everything Take a look at the martial artist.

pity.

Murong Qianluo was wrong and seriously underestimated Ao Yunlong, the result is clear at a glance.

Ao Yunlong is an anomaly, his cultivation is below the spirit-receiving state, but his strength is frighteningly strong. Even a strong Thunder Wolf has been defeated by him, let alone Murong Qianluo, the second generation ancestor.

Aoyunlong clenched his fists with both hands, pouring pure and tyrannical energy, the fists raged, the sky and the earth flew across the sky, and the energy blasted and shot, bombarding the ice palms, the two giant forces trembled with each other, and they refused to give in to each other. , frowning slightly, although he looked down on Murong Qianluo, but he was extremely cautious about the Murong family's unique knowledge.

The power of Xuanbing Powerful Palm is much stronger than imagined, and after a brief fight, they were actually at a disadvantage.

Seeing the victory in sight, Murong Qianluo looked smug, and excitedly said: "Hahaha, did you see, I haven't used my full strength yet, you kid is at the end of your rope, just wait to die." At the pinnacle, a stronger ultimate move is brewing.

Ao Yunlong was a little speechless, it seemed that he was still too gentle, let the opponent offend Jinchi, the tiger didn't show his power, he regarded him as a sick cat, crackling and crackling, the pressure on Ao Yunlong rose again and again, the terrible pressure enveloped the world, for a while The turbulent winds and clouds and the abnormal climate caused the visions of heaven and earth to be more terrifying than Murong Qianluo.

Murong Qianluo is a disgusting person, and his eyesight is somewhat weak. Seeing that the other party exudes coercion over him, knowing that this time he touched the iron plate, his face turned pale and then blue, so he couldn't help retreating: "What's your name, little brother? What happened just now is completely complete." It’s a misunderstanding, there’s no need to fight to the death, how about making friends? The Murong family likes to make friends the most.”

Murong Qianluo intentionally showed weakness, and even moved out of Murong's house, hoping that the other party would see the face of the family and not pursue it.

Ao Yunlong was not afraid of the Murong family at all, and continued to improve his skills. The true dragon of his life was swimming in his body, and the true energy of the dead spirit was mighty, majestic and vast. His hands were clenching his claws, ready to teach Murong Qianluo an unforgettable lesson.

"The threshold of your Murong family is too high, you don't dare to climb high, show your strongest strength, otherwise you may die." Ao Yunlong said coldly, the murderous aura on his body was so strong that it couldn't be dispelled, combined with coercion, it added three points of shock.

"Are you really afraid of the Murong family? The Murong family..."

"Idiot, I knew why I had to do it now, since you don't do anything, I'll come first! Corpse tiger burying claws—corpse tiger digs out his heart and kills!"

Aoyunlong stretched out his right claw, bursting out a burst of dazzling black light, and an incomparably huge tiger claw appeared, ten feet in size, with a violent wind, thunderous force, fierce and chilling power, shocking the world, piercing the air, like a The death talisman flew towards the enemy, a black light flashed in the air, and a piercing sound passed...

Murong Qianluo's hairs stood on end, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, knowing that the other party was serious, in order to survive, he fought hard, and hit the Xuanbing Powerful Palm with all his strength, "Xuanbing Transformation Shield!"

Xuanbing Powerful Palm defensive trick, Murong Qianluo mustered all his strength, the cold air was piercing, the ice palms were shot out densely, hundreds of thousands, overlapping together, forming an ice shield with a radius of eight feet, exuding astonishing coldness and power .

(End of this chapter)