Ling Xiao is full of energy and must make this old man look good. He turned into forty-eight figures. He hasn't stopped. He actually doubled again. A full ninety-six figures appeared, and every figure was facing. Ouyang Xing wielded the Tyrannical Spear Art.
The continuous offensive, every move and every style contains the power of terror, enough to knock down the space of this world.
Ouyang Zhen and Ouyang Hua, who were watching from the periphery, both opened their mouths and watched this scene. How could they believe that this would be the destructive power caused by a high-level profound emperor, even if it was an attack by a low-level saint!
"Asshole!" In such a intensive offensive, Ouyang Xing let out an irrational beast roar, a series of terrible sword lights shining like stars, directly piercing the energy from Ling Xiao, and splitting Ling Xiao into a figure. Strangled one by one.
Ouyang Xing broke Ling Xiao's attack as if a dragon was born, carrying a powerful force of thunder to fight back towards Ling Xiao.
The long sword is in the air, one sword hides the clumsy!
A simple and effective blow, with all the power of Ouyang Xing slashed.
This sword was enough to cut off any river, it was enough to smash dozens of mountains into pieces, and the surrounding space was cut apart.
This was a blow from Ouyang Xing's anger. Before the sword move, Ling Xiao already felt that the sword qi had cut his body into a cold.
"Come on... let the storm come more violently!" Ling Xiao completely lost his mind, his body is comparable to the sacred weapon, and with the dragon scale defense of the old dragon king, he decided to fight with all his strength.
Holding the Golden Dragon Spear, he didn't retreat and moved forward, facing Ouyang Xing's sword and slammed into the past.
"Little bastard, go to death!" Ouyang Xing didn't expect Ling Xiao to have the courage to resist, and couldn't help screaming.
Boom!
The long sword slashed on the golden dragon spear and made a fierce bombing sound.
Ling Xiao's body was like a broken kite and flew far away. A mouthful of blood couldn't help but splashed out. The golden dragon spear in his hand was shaken and let go. Fortunately, the golden dragon spear had some connection with him. Fell in his direction, but did not fall elsewhere.
When Ouyang Xing was about to kill Ling Xiao again, he suddenly found that the long sword in his hand had broken into pieces.
"By the way, that kid's hand is the ancient golden dragon spear, at least a high-level holy weapon, no wonder it can ruin my sword!" Ouyang Xing was taken aback for a moment before remembering that Ling Xiao's weapon was good, his eyes changed It became even more scorching.
Ouyang Xing rushed towards Ling Xiao again without even thinking about it.
He found that Ling Xiao was really full of treasures, as long as Ling Xiao was killed, everything was his.
Only when Ouyang Xing flew down, Ling Xiao had stabilized his figure, and Zhen Tiangu had quietly appeared in his embrace.
Seeing this scene, Ouyang Xing quickly stopped his figure, and instantly grabbed a space palm towards Ling Xiao.
He mustn't let Ling Xiao hit the big drum, or the result would be unimaginable.
It's just that Ling Xiao is different now. Previously, after being promoted to a high-level profound emperor, his reaction energy was comparable to that of a low-level saint, and he could naturally catch Ouyang Xing's attack, his figure turned into a wind and retreated, and at the same time, he blasted the Zhentian Drum with all his strength.
Boom!
As Qian Min's voice fell, the ancient ferocious giant reappeared, holding the giant drum in his arms, and the drum stick in his hand struck hard towards the drum.
"The second child, the third child, hurry... Kill this one together!" Ouyang Xing exclaimed as he fled back.
It's a pity that his call for help was still too late. The sound of the Tiangu drum was like the roar of a wild beast, and the sound of a trumpet drum on the ancient battlefield.
The blood in Ouyang Xing couldn't bear it and started tossing and getting confused, his internal organs were also beating constantly, as if there was an inexplicable energy that would burst them all.
This blow caused Ouyang Xing to bleed from seven holes and suffered heavy injuries in his body.
After hearing Ouyang Xing's words, Ouyang Zhen and Ouyang Hua didn't dare to hesitate, so they killed Ling Xiao.
"You can't kill this palace, but this palace can kill you!" Ling Xiao chased Ouyang Xing at full speed, roared fiercely, and once again gathered the most powerful force in his palm, he patted heavily.
Boom!
Ouyang Xing was about to flee from the space, but Ling Xiao's wind attributes were not vegetarian, and he was not rid of Ouyang Xing at all. Ouyang Xing was injured first, and his speed also decreased.
With the sound of the second drum, Ouyang Xing only felt that all the meridians and viscera in his body could no longer stand it, as if there was a terrible force in his body to do something strange. He exhausted his whole body to suppress it, but in the end Still failed.
boom!
No matter what level of warrior is, it’s good. Before becoming a god, the meridians, blood vessels, viscera... have not been re-trained, they are the most vulnerable, even those who have reached the pinnacle of middle-level saints like Ouyang Xing. No exception.
The powerful power blasted Ouyang Ju to pieces from the inside out, and a pool of bright "sparks" sputtered in the air, which looked so bright and dazzling.
"Boss!" Ouyang Zhen and Ouyang Xing never thought that their most powerful boss would explode under their noses, and there was no bones left.
While they were heartbroken and sad, they also raised the fire of hatred to a new level.
"You take your life, little bastard!" Ouyang Hua was the first to accept this fact, and he snarled at Ling Xiao, summoning his bodyguard spirit beast to kill Ling Xiao.
"Who is afraid of whom!" Ling Xiao grabbed a few pills and quickly threw them into his mouth, once again gathering strength to beat the Zhentian Drum.
With a sound, Ouyang Hua was injured immediately, and blood kept leaking from his skin. He was even more unbearable than Ouyang Xing, and fell directly into the air.
"The third child!" Ouyang Zhen roared again, and directly condensed into a spatial palm and grabbed Ouyang Hua, trying to take him away from here.
"Don't even think about leaving!" Ling Xiao yelled in surprise, and the second drum sound rang.
Boom!
Ouyang Zhen's palm just touched Ouyang Hua, but Ouyang Hua immediately followed in Ouyang Xing's footsteps and was shaken into a pool of blood.
Ouyang Zhen's expression became extremely pale, and his brother who had lived with him for nearly ten thousand years died in front of him like this, and he ended up with a dead end, the hatred in his heart!
But hate to hate, Ouyang Zhen hasn't completely lost his mind. He used to be the head of the Ouyang family. He handled things very carefully and knew how to advance and retreat.
"Little bastard, our Ouyang family and your Swordsman Palace swear not to be at odds with each other!" After Ouyang Zhen made the poisonous oath, he did not dare to stay for a while, dived into the space and fled here.
Ling Xiao chased after him and shouted loudly: "Old Piff is afraid that you are a scumbag, don't go, have the courage to fight against this palace for three hundred rounds!".
It's just that he's just scaring Ouyang Zhen now, killing two people in a row, and the power in his body is also completely pumped by this Zhentiangu.
The Tiangu in this town seems to be a bottomless pit. The stronger the energy it absorbs, the more terrifying the power it exerts.
Ling Xiao also didn't expect that he would kill the two great saints in seconds with this broken drum.
Any saint is an absolute master in the Central Territory, and is the restraining force of every faction, and will never fall easily.
The death of the two great saints like Ouyang's family is definitely the biggest event in thousands of years.
After taking a few more Qi-returning pills, Ling Xiao put away the Zhentiangu, and went to the ground where Ouyang Xing and Ouyang Hua exploded just now to search for the space ring between them.
I have to say that Ling Xiao is really unwilling to let it go.
After Ling Xiao found Space Ring, he didn't stop, and immediately summoned Xiao Jin and began to evacuate in the direction of Wan Huazong.
He believed that Ouyang Zhen would never rush over to provoke him, otherwise he would not run away.
Ling Xiao had no regrets about this matter.
This is a world where the weak and the strong eat, and whoever has a strong fist makes sense.
He just complied with the rules of survival here, and didn't feel anything wrong.
As for Ouyang's future revenge, Ling Xiao didn't have any fear.
His current strength is different from the past, and there is a god like Zhentiangu to rely on, even if it is a high-level saint, he has to worry about it.
Ling Xiao sat on Xiao Jin, regardless of the surrounding environment, took out a drop of life spring and swallowed it, then closed his eyes and meditated to regulate his body.
He was disturbed by Ouyang Xing just now when he was closing in, causing his meridians to be disordered, almost causing him to lose his mind. Fortunately, he suppressed it in time, but it also caused some dark diseases.
These dark diseases are usually invisible and difficult to detect, but they will pose a great danger to him in the future.
Ling Xiao didn't want to have any worries, he had to recover from these dark diseases.
The life spring liquid is worthy of being a holy liquid, just a drop has completely repaired all the injuries and some dark diseases in Ling Xiao's body, and made his muscles more vigorous.
Ling Xiao recovered, and the whole person seemed refreshed.
After killing the two great saints at once, he felt proud of himself. With his strength, he should be able to troubleshoot the Sky Slayer Organization and the Black Demon Gate, right
However, Ling Xiao hadn't been so impulsive yet, and he had to make some prerequisite preparations. He didn't think that the two major forces had no foundation at all, maybe there were some terrifying back tricks waiting for him to throw himself into the net.
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In the previous battle, Ouyang Zhen went and returned.
He looked at the two pools of bloody and hideous bright red, and his old eyes shed sad tears.
For many years, he didn't know what tears were, and he didn't remember what it was like to be uncomfortable.
Today he finally tasted it again.
The feeling of life and death really made him feel painful and uncomfortable like a knife.
This is a brother who has lived with him for nearly ten thousand years. The kind of blood is thicker than water, and the family affection needs no words to explain.
Ouyang Zhen took out a jar of wine. After taking a sip from the sky, he poured it down, and said with a stern voice: "Boss, third, rest assured, I must kill that little bastard and smile with blood. Ao Gong will avenge your blood and hatred for you!".