Chapter 242: Battle against high spirits

Chapter 242 vs. High-level Lingshi
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Ling Xiao held an iron bar in his hand and groaned very uncomfortably.
"Is there nothing at all?" Xuan Yao looked at the unscathed Ling Xiaoxiao.
Just now, Chai Shao and Hu Qiao did their best to kill Ling Xiao, and every move was fierce.
I am afraid that Ling Xiao is a middle-level sorcerer. Even if I don’t fall, I am afraid I will be seriously injured.
However, the current Ling Xiao not only has no damage, but also slammed Chai Shao a stick, which is too strong!
Xuan Yao heart secretly pays "Ling brothers are not destined to be attached to the horse. If he comes up to fight for the day, he must have won it. It is true, and life is also strong."
"Boss, how are you?" Hu Qiao ran towards Chai Shao.
Chai Shao climbed up from the waste of the restaurant. He saw that one of his arms had been deformed and bent, and the corners of his mouth were still stained with blood. His appearance was very embarrassing.
It can be seen how much fierce a shot was made by Ling Xiao.
Chai Shao endured the pain and whispered. "My hand is broken. I have to ask for support from the Hui family. We are not the opponent of this kid. He...he may be a high-ranking spiritual master."
"What" Huqiao made a shock.
He sees that Ling Xiao is only about twenty. How can it be a high-level sorcerer? Even if he is a true disciple of Zi Tianzong, Tian Bin should not have such a enchanting.
Ling Xiao held an iron bar in his hand and stepped forward toward Chai Shao and Hu Qiao.
Hu Qiao helped Chai Shao to retreat. "You...what are you doing, don't forget that this is a city of burning, even if you are better than our labor, I advise you not to mess."
"Oh, I haven’t been messing around, it’s all you are deceiving too much.
Ling Xiao’s hand kept swaying with iron bars, very disdainful.
"That... this thing has been revealed. As long as the little friend immediately leaves the city of burning, we will never look for you again," Chai Shao said with compromise.
He knows that this year's young people are so powerful, and they must have a hard background. If they provoke crazy revenge, they will not be able to keep them.
"I didn't want to stay here for a long time, you have to leave me," Ling Xiao said disdainfully, and then said, "The next time the eyes are bright, don't think that you are the emperor here."
Ling Xiao did not intend to kill Chai Shao and Hu Qiao. They must be the dogs of other people. The master would bite whoever bites, and they can’t blame them.
Just as Ling Xiao wanted to turn around and say something to Xuan Yao, several tyrannical tempers swept over him.
"Who said that our laborer is not the emperor here" a loud voice passed from the old man.
The voice just fell, a figure has fallen in front of Ling Xiao, and then there are several broken winds, and several people have come over.
The middle-aged who had previously rushed over first glanced at both Chai Shao and Hu Qiao. Then they put their gaze on Ling Xiao, and the pupils shrank slightly. The cold voice "I just said that you are mad?"
The middle-aged man said, a powerful pressure pushed over Ling Xiao.
"Huifeng Lingshi!" Ling Xiao's body is tight, and he is trying his best to resist.
Ling Xiao is already a middle-level sorcerer, and it is several times stronger than the average middle-level sorcerer, and has a strong mental power as a basis.
Although the middle-aged man in front of him is the peak of the spirit, although the momentum is tyrannical.
However, Ling Xiao is not afraid.
The middle-aged man was slightly surprised, and he secretly paid "this kid can withstand my pressure, hey, and see how long you can last."
The middle-aged people have a care, and the momentum is fully open. The surrounding air is compressed and deformed, and it is forced to come to Lingxiao.
In the pressure of the peak of the priests, the lower-ranking and middle-level sorcerers were all wounded.
However, Ling Xiao is still at ease, and his look is still calm and watery.
Only in the sea of ​​knowledge, the spiritual power slowly spread out, resisting the pressure of the middle-aged people without revealing any flaws.
"Hey, unless you are a king powerhouse, or you don't want to suppress me," Ling Xiao said coldly in his heart.
Xuan Yao showed strange colors not far away, and the four old people who came with the middle-aged people were equally surprised.
This middle-aged man is the three-brother of the Lao family, Lao Langqiang. He is the strongest of the 21 generations of the Lao family. This year, only 53 years old is already the peak of the sect, and is known as the laborer. The best chance to step into the genius of the king.
However, the strongest of the twenty-first generation of the labor family can't even suppress a young man who is less than double ten. This is not what you see, but no one will believe it.
"Sure enough, there is a bit of skill, no wonder so crazy." Laurang took a strong drink, no longer use the momentum to suppress Ling Xiao, but flew a punch in the face of Ling Xiao.
"Let's come well," Ling Xiao screamed, and the iron bar in his hand greeted Laurang's heavy punch and went straight.
This iron rod is a mysterious instrument, and every stroke is not a hit.
Lao Langqiang naturally did not dare to touch the mysterious weapon, but turned the fist into a claw and directly buckled toward the stick.
Ling Xiao realized that Laurang’s intention was immediately changed to a cross.
Lau Langqiang did not expect Ling Xiao to change so quickly, once again clawed his hand, shot in the stick, another fist once again toward Ling Xiao left shoulder.
The boxing power is not yet, and the aura attribute has already slammed into Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao actually did not shrink, hard to eat a strong punch.
Just as Laurang was eager to win, Ling Xiao’s iron rod was solidly traversed between his waist and abdomen.
puff!
The two each retired.
Ling Xiao was repulsed by a dozen steps, and Lau Langqiang was not much better. He was slammed back five steps by Ling Xiaoquan’s full stick. He only felt a little tumbling in the body and almost vomited blood, but he was forced to press down. .
On the contrast of power, Ling Xiao is obviously falling behind.
However, this trick is that he has the upper hand.
why?
Who is called Ling Xiao has been refining into the third place of King Kong's five transformations?
Although the body can not reach the realm of indestruction, but the attack below the king can not cause too much damage to him.
This is why Ling Xiao is hard to deal with Lao Lang.
"Who is you? Although you are good, but you want to make trouble in our burning city, it is far from qualified." Laurang asked coldly.
He no longer continues to attack, but first slows down the internal injuries.
Ling Xiao did not speak, but took a token from the space ring.
The token is engraved with a quaint "purple" on the front and the word "medicine" on the back.
This is the token used by the disciples in Yaofeng, and it also represents his position in the Zongmen.
Because the foreign disciples are not eligible for the token.
"You... are you a purple disciple?" Laurang asked with amazement.
Ling Xiao’s look at Lao Lang’s strong face is the one with the word
紫
.
"Does this token still have a fake?" Ling Xiao said coldly, and then uncomfortable said, "I am the purple disciple of the Zitian Zongfeng, and I am going to work outside the house. Now I am going to rush back. The Zongmen’s newspaper has been obstructed by your employers, and what do you mean by that?

Originally, Ling Xiao didn't want to use Zongmen's token to scare people, but the family and the family were so crowded, and he didn't want to take too long to stay here, so he had to use the token once.
"You are Ling Xiao?" Lau Langqiang once again said differently.
"Yes, I am Ling Xiao" Ling Xiao slightly raised his head and said, "I didn't expect Ben Shao to be so famous, but some people here know."
"It seems that you are in the hands of the green mysterious stick." Laurang said aloud, then the whole face was completely cold, and the whole body momentum rose again and again, and a strong killing was realized.
"What kind of green mysterious club?" Ling Xiao did not understand, and has begun to guard.
"Oh, I dare to argue, wait for me to hold you back for revenge for me." Laurangen entered the strongest state, and his body was covered with blue light. A long stick similar to the iron stick in Ling Xiao’s hands appeared in his hands.
Then, the long stick in his hand began to sweep toward Ling Xiao.
Whizzing!
A number of tyrannical green awns greeted Ling Xiao from several directions.
Ling Xiao there dare to fight hard, the wind property is fully open immediately, backwards and backwards, and shouting "You even dare to kill me, isn't it afraid that my ancestral door has destroyed your labor?"
Ling Xiao faintly felt that the iron rod in his hand had been recognized by others. He now vaguely guessed that Luo Fanqing, who was injured by him on the wooden flag peak, should be the son of this person.
"Hey, I killed you who knows, a few elders stopped another kid, can't let him escape." Laurang strong hands and long sticks kept sweeping, but also ordered the rest of the people to start Xuan Yao.
Xuan Yao shook his head with a smile, and his fingers shook a few times. "There will be innocent disasters today, but it should be just a surprise."
Then he said to the elders of the Laojia, "Hey, this is not my business, I just just met him."
"Hey, when do you know him, you will be shackled, so as not to suffer from the flesh and blood." A spiritual master ignored Xuan Yao’s explanation.
"No, if I am a hand, I will really suffer from the flesh and blood." Xuan Yao waved his hand.
"Then you give me to die," the sorcerer no longer talk nonsense, and move toward Xuan Yao.
The other three also surrounded Xuan Yao.
"Hey, Ling Xiao came to help!" Xuan Yao screamed, and actually ran away.
This can't blame him. Who told him that his hand-made black paper fan was collected by Ling Xiao, did he let him be an enemy? This does not seem to be realistic.
Ling Xiao heard the call of Xuan Yao, while flashing over the attack of Lau Langqiang, shouting loudly, "Hurry to stop me, or else don't blame me."
"Haha, I see how you are unwelcome." Laurang smirked and laughed, and then the long stick in his hand was squatting toward Lingxiao.
Lao Langqiang is going to give birth to Ling Xiao, and then slowly torture Ling Xiao to death to be willing.
"Mom, you forced me." Ling Xiao sighed, no longer continue to escape, the speed has risen to the extreme, and he has killed the past.
Lau Langqiang lost the trace of Ling Xiao only in the blink of an eye, and immediately stunned.
He really didn't think that Ling Xiao would actually disappear under his nose.
Just then, Hu Qiao yelled at the "three elders carefully behind!"
Suddenly, Lau Langqiang was behind the murderous machine. He wanted to avoid it quickly, but he found his mind tight.
what!
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