Great Emperor Myriad

"Hey, originally I wanted to watch a good show, but you guys even looked down on me, and I could only come out and accompany you to play a dog blood drama that saves the heroes. Woman, otherwise Master Ben will let you fall to the ground and your life will not be guaranteed!"

　　 Ling Xiao shook his head, and finally chose to shoot.

He stepped out of the bamboo forest step by step, and the rising sun shone on his face, illuminating his beautiful and uninhibited face, with a wild grass dangling from the corner of his mouth, white clothes fluttering, very clean, eyes The middle is full of lazy and casual smiles.

　　 saw the teenager, the white woman's eyes slightly startled.

　　 Suddenly a regret appeared in her heart. Should I really call this boy out?

　　 Looks like the age of fifteen or sixteen years old, and it is cultivated to have only eight levels of spiritual realm.

　　 The sun is beautiful and the smile is clean. Is such a young boy really dying here because of his own words?

　　 Ouyang Yu also looked dumbfounded, but after seeing Ling Xiao's cultivation base, he immediately sneered, his eyes full of ridicule.

　　 "Everyone's spiritual cultivation of the eighth level of spiritual realm, dare to learn from other heroes to save the beauty? Boy, since you want to die, then I will complete you!"

　　 Ouyang Yu's eyes flashed with a murderous glance, and came across the sky, slapping a palm towards Ling Xiao.

　　Although Ouyang Yu was abolished, seriously injured, and cultivated into ten, he still retains the combat power of Guru Realm. Such a kid who transforms into the spirit realm, in his opinion, can shoot dead with one palm.

　　 Lingxiao stood still, the smile on his face was still there, and there was no panic look.

　　 But in the eyes of Ouyang Yu and the woman in white, Ling Xiao was scared and stupid.

　　 "I'm sorry for you..."

　　 The white woman's eyes flashed a little, and she closed her eyes as she did.

　　Ang!

　　 But at this moment, a tremendous sound of dragon yin resounded through the mountains, majestic, majestic and mysterious, as if it were an ancient real dragon, waking up from a deep sleep.

　　 Bang!

　　 When Ouyang Yu shot it in the palm, Ling Xiao's eyes flashed sharply, which was also a punch.

　　 Unmatched boxing will erupt, qi and blood will rise vigorously like the sea. Where is Ling Xiao at this moment still a handsome young man?

　　 is clearly a humanoid beast!

　　 The dragon's blood boiled as if it were burning, the blood was surging, the dragon was blazing brightly, and along with the sky's red glow, an extremely huge golden fist appeared in the void.

　　 Boom!

　　The palms intersect, the endless innate gang gas stirs, and the void begins to shake.

　　 Ling Xiao's figure flickered slightly, and Ouyang Yu flew back at a faster speed, his blood was churning, and his face was pale.

"How can it be?!"

　　 Ouyang Yu's eyes showed an incredible look.

　　 Opposite this young man, it seems to be merely the cultivation of spiritual realm, but the power erupted between the shots is comparable to the master.

　　 "Who the **** are you? Boy, if you retreat obediently, I can spare your life, otherwise, you will definitely die today!"

　　Ouyang Yuhan said.

　　 Ling Xiao chuckled: "You are really a wasteful person. The young master Ben saved the hero today, and all the means are available. The young master will then be!"

　　 "I don't know life or death!"

　　Ouyang Yu's complexion instantly became gloomy and said coldly: "Boy, don't think you can take my palm, you can be arrogant, since you are looking for death, then I will complete you!"

　　 Boom!

　　 Ouyang Yu's body exudes a monstrous black divine light. He came across the sky, congenitally monstrously cold and strange, exuding the spirit of the cold, as if there are countless ghosts emerging around him.

　　 A huge knife came across the sky, flashing a black blade, as if it were a knife in hell, with cold, dark and strange fluctuations.

　　 "The ghost king kills the sword, cuts off the seven!"

　　Ouyang Yu shouted loudly, and the huge Daogang in the void instantly split into seven Daomangs, and fell towards Lingxiao like lightning.

　　 Ling Xiao's gaze was also slightly dignified.

　　 This ghost king killing knife looks very simple. With only seven tricks, it has achieved the power comparable to that of subordinate martial arts.

　　 And between Ouyang Yu's shots, the sword technique was perfectly natural, with a kind of lore to kill everything.

　　Ouyang Yunai is an important figure in the ancient Xuan Kingdom, and has a strong martial heritage. Naturally, it is not comparable to Wang Wei's guru.

　　 Cultivation of Grand Master's Realm, coupled with powerful martial arts, can really burst out the power of horror!

　　 But Ling Xiao's eyes did not have the slightest fear, but a powerful fighting intention came out.

　　 Only with such a strong man can he improve and surpass himself.

　　 There is a great horror between life and death, but also a great chance!

　　 "Arhat is born, Vajra!"

　　 Ling Xiao stepped on the ground, and the earth thundered with a loud noise. He shrouded in Jinxia, ​​swallowed his true energy, and burst into the void, as if there was a King Kong Luohan, bathed in golden rays of light, and descended from the sky.

　　 Ling Xiao punched out, and that King Kong Luohan also punched out, fusing with Ling Xiao and suppressing towards Ouyang Yu.

　　 Boom!

　　 The tremor of the void, the divine light swayed, and the natural bamboo wind twisted the surrounding bamboo forest into a mess.

　　The seven blades of the seven swordsmanship, sharp and unmatched, instantly stood on the body of King Kong Luohan and exploded at the same time.

　　 Ling Xiao and Ouyang Yu were all shocked and suddenly took a dozen steps back.

　　 Ling Xiao has some anger and blood, and there is a hint of admiration in his eyes. It is worthy of Qijue, and his power has exceeded Qixing Huayuejian.

　　Ling Xiao guessed that this ghost king killed the sword, and the power should have reached the prefecture-level martial arts, which is very extraordinary.

　　 Moreover, Ling Xiao felt faintly that the ghost king killing sword was similar to the ghost king sword cast by Wang Wei. I was afraid that the ghost king killing sword was just the entry martial art of the ghost king killing sword.

Seeing Ling Xiao intact took the seven must-cut tricks~www.readwn.com~ Ouyang Yu's heart was shocked, and the kind of boxing performed by Ling Xiao was majestic and majestic. His ghost king killed the knife.

　　What is the origin of this teenager? Such a genius talent, even a few martial arts holy places, there are very few disciples with such peerless talent!

　　 Moreover, he could not see the origin of Ling Xiao from Ling Xiao's martial arts.

　　 "Cough..."

　　 Ouyang Yu coughed a little, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. His right arm was discarded and his organs were injured. He was fighting the injury and Ling Xiao. Once he tried his best, the injury could not be suppressed, and there was a tendency to deteriorate.

　　 "No, you must make a quick decision! This kid is too weird. If you go on like this for a long time, maybe something will happen!"

　　Ouyang Yu thought secretly in his heart, a look of fear and murder in his eyes.

　　 "Thousand Illusions!"

　　Ouyang Yu drank a low voice, covered in ghosts, his figure flashed in the void, and instantly turned into countless afterimages.

　　 An icy, dark and terrifying air filled with anger, countless blazing sword lights, and the remnants of the sky fuse together, killing in the sky.

　　 Although this move is not as powerful as Qi Jue, it is extremely strange. This world seems to have turned into a lore.

　　 is full of Ouyang Yu's shadows, and Sen Han's swords everywhere.

　　 Cut out with a knife, ever-changing, unpredictable!