Cang!
Wu Ling's flesh palm and Chen Yun's heavy sword slammed into each other, and suddenly sparks splattered.
what happened? When the human palm collided with the heavily tempered heavy sword, it could even strike a spark. Could it be that Wu Ling's palm is harder than steel? This is too unbelievable!
At this time, Chen Yun in the field had lost all his fighting intent, and his qi and physical strength were all consumed. The power of Wu Ling's just now Wudang Changquan gave him an extremely heavy blow. Just relying on the last trace of stubbornness to resist.
boom!
With a muffled sound, Chen Yun was smashed to the ground by Wu Linglian with a sword, losing too much.
With his toes against Chen Yun's throat, Wu Ling said indifferently: "I forgot to tell you."
"A true tendon, every part of the body can be a hundred times harder than this epee. You are still far behind, so you never have to expect to surpass me. Failure is your destiny!
At this moment, a little soft light pierced Wu Ling's shoulders, and a splendid blood rose bloomed.
Wu Ling snorted, rolled back a few times, and escaped by luck. I stood up and held the wound, coldly looking at Song Yujia, who was smiling and groaning aside, her heart was soaked with sweat: "This woman is really terrifying. If I react a little later, I will definitely die."
That was the case, the pale blue rapier still made a wound on his neck and pierced his shoulder. It can be seen that this woman wanted to pierce his throat with a sword.
The eighth prince Chenyun mixed the colors of resentment and fear, and when he saw Wu Ling, he remembered the nightmare experience just now, and screamed frantically: "Kill him, file him up!"
Song Yujia giggled like a silver bell, and when she waved her hand, the pale blue rapier slipped into her cuffs, and a pair of beautiful eyes showed her charm: "It turns out that you are the one who makes my cousin Ayun gritted his teeth every day. I despised you just now. He, he's really a young hero, and they like young heroes the most."
Wu Ling hadn't seen many such battles. The beauty and words of this woman seemed to have magical powers, which made him feel hot in the unmanned heart.
Song Yujia seemed unintentionally, her shoulder gauze slipped, revealing a little white and greasy chili milk, and she hid her mouth and smiled: "Is the face beautiful, the breast beautiful, **** beautiful, beautiful?"
Song Yujia has a lingering tone, like honey, which makes people easily fall into the trap of beauty.
Wu Lingzong is a teenager no matter how tenacious the will is. It was the first time that I met these very charming women, and it was the temptation of beauty, and I had to be confused.
Suddenly, there was a sharp pain from the shoulder injury, which made him regain consciousness, and a light blue light shone in front of him!
"What a vicious woman!" Wu Ling was shocked, in a cold sweat and escaped, "Sure enough, as the book says, beauty is a poison and an illusion, the most deceptive! If I can't even pass this level , Can't even see through this beauty, what qualifications do you have to pursue the true meaning of martial arts!"
After this incident, his heart was deserted as before, and his xinxing and will went to a higher level.
Seeing Wu Ling's somewhat bewildered eyes quickly cleared, and as firm as steel, he regarded her as a pile of mud. Song Yujia was shocked in her heart. How many powerhouses in the Yijin realm were planted under her beauty, but she didn't want this young man to have such a steel will.
Song Yujia pretended to be gloomy: "Little brother, sister really likes it, so let her be close to you, OK?"
Chen Yun jumped like thunder from the side: "Kill him!"
A bit of cold light pierced Chenyun's throat, and Chenyun's face suddenly paled. Song Yujia hid her mouth and chuckled, her eyes flashed coldly, and she was flattered: "Chen Yun, you are very annoying, do you want to order me? Do you want to disturb me talking to others."
Chenyun trembled: "Cousin, I dare not!"
Wu Ling took the opportunity to run the white mist in the Zhenwu Universe Mirror to repair the wounds, and looked at these two people indifferently. From the corner of his eyes, he saw waves of officers and soldiers who had surrounded him. He knew that these officers and soldiers were definitely not here to help him. Yes, my heart moved: "Does the Song family already know that I am the one who killed Song Yu, and this is anxious to put me to death."
"Dare to do something with our eldest lady and surround the kid." The leader of an officer next to him was obviously from the Song family, shouting loudly.
Wu Ling's heart moved, and a thunderous palm of thunderous waves struck out first, slapped on the dozens of officers and soldiers who rushed over, and those people suddenly fell into disarray and embarrassed. Wu Ling beheaded successively, breaking a bloody path out of the martial arts stage.
Song Yujia's charming smile faintly narrowed, and withdrew the rapier: "This kid, very interesting!"
The three of Yue Guli and others had already seen that something was wrong, and the three quickly rushed towards Wu Ling.
Wu Ling rushed out of the siege and said solemnly to the three of them: "Hey, the Song family seems to have seen some clues. In this case, we don't need to hide anymore. Today I will kill Song Yujia. You can help me briefly. !"
Feng Fuer took a big look and found that Song Yujia led a large number of officers and soldiers around him. However, he immediately discovered something weird. These officers and soldiers were all wearing the costumes of Tianxiang City Leaving Home.
"Which power are these officers and soldiers? How can people who leave home work for Song Yujia?" Feng Bu'er said the question in his heart.
Wu Ling was taken aback when he heard it, and immediately said with certainty: "They are all slaves of the Song family. I just heard someone calling Miss Song Yujia. Hey, brother, don't underestimate these slaves. There are thirty-five people in total. One has the cultivation base of Yijin realm! So, we have to be careful."
Feng Fuji nodded resolutely: "I'm already prepared!"
I have to admit that Wu Ling's vision is very vicious, and he can see the cultivation level of these 35 people at a glance. Hey, 35 masters in the realm of tending, it seems that the Song family has sent to Tianxiang City with a lot of power. Well, these thirty-five people are enough to destroy a small family!
A few months ago, when Wu Ling was still on the second floor of Yijin, he might be afraid of these thirty-five people, but now he was on the third floor of Yijin, so he didn't need to put these thirty-five people in his eyes at all. It was Song Yujia who really made Wu Ling feel unfathomable.
To be honest, Wu Ling couldn't understand Song Yujia's strength, and Song Yujia knew some charms, and had natural restraint against young children like Wu Ling, so Wu Ling had to be careful.
The thirty-five people walked at an unhurried speed, and the sound of their feet on the ground knocked out the rhythm of death.
Song Yujia triumphantly was surrounded by her subordinates and forced them towards Wu Ling. She exuded an awe-inspiring aura of looking over the world, as if Wu Ling had become a dead person in her eyes.