Chapter 122

Lingjia in Tianfeng city.

Blood has gathered into a river of blood.

The glare of the sun shines on the bright red river of blood, shining a dizzy light.

Of the 500 warriors who have vowed to defend the Ling family, more than 100 have died.

Of course, the enemy paid more than that.

The fighting continues, and no one knows how long it will last.

Maybe it's over when the Ling family is dead.

Without strength, in this world dominated by force, it is simply precarious.

Human life is so fragile, so vulnerable.

It's like the leaves floating in the wind, tearing them easily into two sections.

"Hooray!"

The sky heaved a breath.

He did not find his grandfather Hongqi and Ling Luo's figure.

They may be dead?

Or is it hiding?

He doesn't know.

But not seeing a corpse always makes people less desperate.

If you observe carefully, in fact, you can find that the family members of those who are obedient to the second master of Ling have disappeared.

Ling Er Ye is a man with foresight and sagacity that does not match his strength. If he was the patriarch of the Ling family, he might not have thought of Ling Xiaotian as a tragedy.

After Ling Xiaotian refused Feiyun's advice to surrender, the second master Ling Wuji realized that something was wrong. He hid all the people in his yard who had little fighting power in the basement as quickly as possible.

At least for now, those people are still alive, not in vain.

Fight!

Fight till the last drop of blood runs dry!

Lingxiao doesn't intend to have any privacy, because he knows that if he doesn't do his best today, he must be the next to die.

"Yi Xue, stay away from me!"

A big drink.

Lingxiao made an amazing move.

He gave up running away and decided to use his body to attract the attack of the four great martial arts masters.

He can't watch Ling Yixue be killed.

We can't watch these four martial arts masters spare their hands to deal with other Ling family members.

Of course, he wasn't killed.

If he dares to do so, he is sure of his life.

"What can you do?"

Stone dragon disdained to look at the sky, but the attack suddenly stopped.

The other two soldiers stopped attacking.

These people are not stupid. They know that Lingxiao is full of tricks. He just died of Feimu, which really surprised everyone.

They don't want to be the second flyer.

Lingxiao didn't speak, just looked at stone dragon and others.

There was no hatred or fear in his eyes, only cold.

It was as if there was no emotion.

He really wanted to see through the bodies of these people and see if their hearts were black. How could they be so cruel and merciless.

They are both human beings, but they are willing to serve for the invaders and kill their own compatriots.

"This boy is evil!"

Even Shi Long, a martial arts master of this level, is also deeply affected by Lingxiao's cold eyes.

The eyes were not only cold, but also deep, as if they contained a vast and boundless world. They could not see what the master of the eyes was thinking.

"How come, the head of the stone family, in the face of me, who was a little bit of a warrior in the early stage of the six fold martial arts pulse, would be so frightened?"

Lingxiao's eyes are full of disdain and disdain.

"Boy, since you want to die yourself, the city Lord will help you! You three go and kill that woman

Shi Long was angry. He was so proud that he was despised by a young man. This is a shame.

He has already seen the "terror finger" just now. He believes that it must be the most powerful move of Lingxiao.

As long as you're careful next time, you'll be fine.

He snorted coldly. Although he said that Lingxiao was very talented and even slippery, what happened to Feimu was just an accident. He absolutely didn't believe that the same thing would happen again.

The powerful real yuan gushed out from the stone dragon. It was so powerful that it was suffocating.

A martial arts teacher is a martial arts teacher, which is totally different from those who are below six levels of martial arts pulse.

He has no weapons, and he disdains to use them.

It is not inferior to weapons in one hand.

That terrible real yuan, actually condenses like the essence of the big fingerprint, and then toward the head of Lingxiao mercilessly patted down.

There is no fancy in this palm, but the power of terror.

The so-called "one effort to reduce ten meetings.".

When the power reaches a certain level, the skill is really hard to make up for."Break it for me!"

The Lingxiao man did not move.

But behind him appeared a blooming cherry tree, cherry blossoms flying, turned into spots, like meteors in general.

Then, they gathered together to form a huge sword composed of cherry blossoms, which directly stabbed the giant handprint of Shilong.

But this huge sword, as if knowing where the weakest part of the big hand print is, was even handed and hit its weak point with one sword.

"Click!"

The amazing crackle came out, and the fingerprints were broken.

The huge palm of the stone dragon was shaken for a moment. On his fingertips, he was punctured with a layer of skin, and a drop of blood fell on the ground.

"Endure spirit? no This is the soul of martial arts! And it's a complete martial spirit! "

Stone dragon is shocked, he remembers very clearly, this cherry tree bear spirit belongs to flying wood, but how can it become the soul of flying clouds.

And this is not Li Xinghui's broken soul, it is a real sense of the complete soul.

Not only was he surprised.

Feiyun, who is fighting Ling Xiaotian over there, is distracted when he sees Lingxiao using flying wood. As a result, Ling Xiaotian seizes the opportunity and hits him with one hand.

If Li Yunsheng had not rushed to rescue him, I was afraid that Feiyun would have been planted here today.

"Thief, how can you have the spirit of tolerance of flying wood? Tell me, or I will kill you!"

Feiyun was injured and vomited blood.

But it was no more painful than the anger in his heart.

"Joke, tell you or not, you will kill me."

Lingxiao looked at Feiyun contemptuously. Since he had used the spirit of tolerance of flying wood today, he did not intend to live.

Even if you die in battle, you have to pull one or two of them.

Since he was promoted to the six levels of martial arts, the mountain river spirit has a special ability to devour the war spirit.

The so-called "war soul" refers to the true meaning of the soul that can be used to fight, such as the spirit of martial arts and the spirit of forbearance.

Lingxiao originally planned to take Li Xinghui's broken soul, but he didn't expect to be hit by mistake. The first one to swallow was Feimu's endurance spirit.

Of course, if used by him, forbearance becomes the soul of martial arts.

The real fighting spirit.

The soul of mountains and rivers is all inclusive.

Lingxiao seems to be able to understand the meaning of this gradually.

"Stone dragon, you and Li Yunsheng join hands to deal with old Ling, I'll deal with Lingxiao!"

Feiyun can't tolerate Feimu's endurance spirit being occupied by Lingxiao in any case. He wants to kill Lingxiao and use Lingxiao's head to sacrifice the dead flying wood.

"Yes, your emissary!"

To tell the truth, stone dragon is now facing the sky, but also in the heart of the head has no bottom.

The boy is not strong, but there are so many strange means that he can't defend himself. Although he is not afraid to be killed by the other party, if he loses his ugliness and is taken advantage of by the other party, he will lose his face as a city Lord.

"I don't care what means you got the spirit, but today you have to die!"

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