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When Jing Yunxiao's momentum soared on his body, when the five heavy breath of Lingwu Kingdom swept like a wave, everyone was shocked.

"The five levels of Lingwu state, he even broke through the five levels of Lingwu realm? It's incredible. "

"How can this be possible? I remember that when he entered the ancient tomb, he was obviously only one level of Lingwu realm. After entering the ancient tomb, he became the third level of Lingwu realm. Unexpectedly, he broke through again, or was he still in the fifth level?"

"In just one or two days, I even broke through four levels. My God, my God, my earth, the world is too crazy."

"Why didn't I break through? Why could he be so lucky? Heaven's justice is unfair."

Everyone was surprised, and at the same time very unbalanced.

Jing Yunxiao is so excellent that they can't accept it.

"What? He Has he arrived at wuchong of Lingwu

Mu Shishi swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva. Although she was shocked by the breakthrough of the prospect cloud cloud again and again, she could barely accept it. After all, even if Jing Yunxiao broke through again and again, it did not surpass her martial arts cultivation. But now it is different. This time, she really can't accept it, because Jing Yunxiao's cultivation has surpassed him.

From the time she knew Jing Yunxiao, she was just a martial artist in the Qi and martial arts realm. Her martial arts cultivation was far from her, and now her realm is even higher than her. How can she feel happy?

"Idol, brother Jing, you are the person I adore most in my life."

As for Zuo Qingfeng, there is no imbalance in his mind.

In his eyes, he was shocked and convinced.

"This What the hell is that? Isn't he just eight levels of Qi and martial arts? How long has it been? Unexpectedly... "

Jinglang is also hard to accept this fact.

In his impression, when Jing Yunxiao first came to Zhanshen mansion, his martial arts cultivation was eight levels of Qi and martial arts. But how long has it been? About a month? Jing Yunxiao broke through the eight levels of Qi and martial arts to five levels of Lingwu.

Isn't that too fast?

You know, it took a total of several years for jinglang to go from Qiwu to Lingwu.

People are more angry than others.

At this moment, Jing Lang felt a strong sense of pressure.

Jing Yunxiao can no longer live in this world.

You can't let him grow up like this.

Today, no matter what the price, Jing Yunxiao must die.

The anger in his eyes has made jinglang's eyes a little red.

"Stinky boy, I don't know what kind of adventure you have encountered during this period, so that you can improve your martial arts cultivation so quickly. However, do you think it's great for you to break through the five levels of Lingwu realm? In front of me, you are still nothing. "

"Up."

With a roar of jinglang, suddenly, a bright light began to take shape in his palm, and a wave that made all the people around him changed their faces and began to spread wildly.

As a volcano erupts, endless aura bursts out of jinglang. Finally, in front of jinglang, it converges into a huge bright light beam, which tears the sky and blasts to the position of Jingyun at a very amazing speed.

"Stinky boy, I'm going to show you how big the gap is between us."

A cold sound came from jinglang's mouth.

Jinglang's attack is very violent, as fast as thunder, giving people irresistible momentum.

The people around were shocked. They were worthy of the God of war. They were really fierce.

The light beam of aura is more and more intense, tearing the air. Almost in the blink of an eye, it falls over the top of jingyunxiao. However, in the face of jinglang's noise, jingyunxiao doesn't even blink his eyes.

Seeing the other side's attack will fall on his head, Jing Yunxiao just gently points out.

"Lingxu refers to."

With a low roar from the sky, the third movement of lingxu's finger was lit up.

In the void, an ancient giant finger of more than ten Zhang appears suddenly, like a storm, bombarding the beam with infinite power.

"Bang."

The terrible strong wind, crazy swept open, the huge open space, wind and clouds, as if the whole earth is shaking violently.

"Broken."

In the storm, Jing Yunxiao is not afraid of being insulted or flattered, and his face does not change.

At this time, with his violent drink, the aura beam that could tear any warrior below eight levels in the Lingwu realm was torn by the living creature and exploded under the shock of the spirit market finger in the eyes of people in panic.

Beam burst, in the air like fireworks bloom in general, forming a grand light rain.

In the light and rain, a figure stands erect, and the light and rain fall, revealing the calm face of that figure, which is just jingyunxiao.In the real sense, under the circumstances of two people competing, Jing Yunxiao still did not show any weakness.

This amazing result and strength, let everyone have a sense of suffocation.

As if the sky suddenly became a towering mountain, pressure in front of their bodies, let them gasp.

"Jinglang, if you only have this strength, it will disappoint me."

On the open space, the view cloud sky is like a torch, the cold voice, slowly rings out, mixed with a strong sense of killing.

Scorn.

Jing Yunxiao still despises jinglang without reservation.

If it had been before, everyone would have thought that Jing Yunxiao was talking a lot. But now, many people will not think so. Some people are still looking forward to Jing Yunxiao's next thunder method and whether Jing Yunxiao will bring any surprise in the future?

"Ha ha, since you are determined to die, I will do what you want."

It is also a stronger sense of killing. It rises from jinglang and "the martial arts of the earth level can break the sky devil cloud palm."

The powerful aura swept a hundred meters around, and all the people around were retreating in succession for fear of being hurt by the momentum. As soon as Jing Lang's hands were explored, two huge palm prints like clouds were formed directly in the air.

As soon as the so-called cloud palm of breaking the heaven was formed, a shred of fierce and domineering palm surged like a wave. Everyone only felt that the aura in his body was suppressed at this moment. This kind of ground level martial arts, when used in jinglang's hands, actually reached such a terrible level.

Jinglang holds a magic cloud palm print in one hand, just like a mountain god of war, giving people a feeling of awe and suffocation.

"It's time to die."

Jinglang's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he saw his arm violently waving. The two magic cloud palm prints were just like the collapse of the heaven, and they fiercely smashed at jingyunxiao.

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