Although the thirty-five people she brought were among the best masters in the family, they didn't even dare to step forward when they sensed Wu Ling's murderous aura, which is unparalleled in the world. At this moment, Yue Guli and the three had joined the battle group, dragging the thirty-five people tightly.
Qiang made a crisp sound, and the dazzling brilliance broke out in an instant, stinging everyone's eyes! It was like a thunderstorm in the air, with a fierce momentum.
At a moment when everyone was caught off guard, this thunder from the earth turned into a vast ocean. No, it's not a pool, but an ocean, circling like a tornado in the sea. The wave of light was soft and lingering, and the qi immersed in the heart slowly eroded, but it was torn in an instant.
This unique breath makes everyone feel a kind of fear from the heart, like the most soft thing suddenly becomes violent, from the soft to the rigid, setting off the stormy waves, can make the most stubborn people into flesh mud!
This move was exactly the thunderous palm of Wu Ling's thunderous waves!
Each circle is like a vortex, staggered in layers, with a circle in the circle, and water in the water. Soft to the extreme, watery lingering endless, from the center of the explosion, it is like an invisible giant living with supreme power to tear this lingering tear apart.
A bit of a critical change makes the soft transition and the instantaneous change to be strong, and the momentum is like tearing this space into countless fragments to the violent violent.
Song Yujia, who was in the center of the vortex, had both eyes protruding, and her face was ashamed to welcome this terrifying move, this brilliant move. She didn't even know what strategy to use to parry.
Every aura broke out, just like a blade, slashed in every part of her body. Bright red blood sprinkled from all over her body, but under the drag of her breath, it was drawn and hung in all directions like water without roots.
It was definitely not Song Yujia's illusion, it was a real blade that cut her in the blink of an eye.
It's terrible, it's too powerful.
Wu Ling's shock was by no means less than Song Yujia's. Prior to this, he had used the Thunder Palm of the Thunderstorm more than once, but he never dared to think that the power of this trick could reach such a terrifying level.
Could it be that he has advanced again
Song Yujia almost closed her eyes and waited to die, but when this trick was exhausted, she was so ecstatic that she was seriously injured, but she was still alive! When she looked at it, she finally knew that the charm technique would not work on Wu Ling, and she simply looked serious, planning to fight Wu Ling with real swords and guns.
"Fourth level of Yijin! You turned out to be the fourth level of Yijin? Even so, Song Yujia will not be afraid of you!" There was fear in her voice, but more of it was the determination to move forward as a core disciple of Huayu Pavilion. momentum.
It's not that Wu Ling didn't want to kill the enemy with a single move. It was that he had just advanced to the fourth level of Yijin by a ghost and goddess. The qi that suddenly appeared in the Zhenwu Universe Mirror had not been refined. If the qi in the Zhenwu Universe Mirror bursts out by dozens, it will not be difficult to kill the enemy, but then there will be no strength to escape.
Another shock of thunder crashed to the ground, pressing Song Yujia under the thunder!
Wu Ling rushed to the roof like a sharp arrow, his eyes firm as steel, and as he waved his hand, several flashing airstrikes took Song Yujia!
Song Yujia’s pupils reflected those few flashes, and she was severely injured by the thunderous palm of the storm, which made her pale and terrified!
Under the intense flames, several flashes of light grew bigger and bigger in the reflection of the pupils! He puffed a few times and sank into the hard marble on the ground, bringing out a few splendid and reflective blood blossoms.
Song Yujia howled wildly in pain, and several red light spots bounced back from the stone, all nailed into her body. Her dry howl dragged a long note of death like a variation.
Wu Ling jumped up to the roof with a sharp stature, and the sound was cold as iron, and the cold sound from the heart was soaring in the air, his pride was overwhelming: "If you want to kill me, I will take your life first."
Seeing this situation, the people of the Song family screamed into the air and went straight to Wuling.
At this moment, after listening to Wu Ling's method of using Wudang Qingxiao again, he shouted: "Stop it!"
Everyone looked at each other. The onlookers were seeing the wonderful place, but they suddenly heard the discordant sound and frowned.
Even Song Yujia, who was lying on the ground, and Yue Guli, who was holding the thirty-five people, were unclear, so they didn't know why Wu Ling made this long drink!
"Song family traitors, don't worry about it, let's go together!"
"Let's go together!"
"Let's go together."
Temporarily empty. After thirty-five Song family masters heard the reaction, how could they not notice the contempt in Wu Ling's words. Suddenly, the group of heroes was furious, rolling back and forth like a mountain whistling a tsunami: "What do you think you are, you are less proud."
"Do you think that if you defeat the eldest lady, you can beat our Song family?" Someone screamed in indignation.
The three consecutive provocations contained extreme contempt and anger, and suddenly angered the heroes to the point of madness. Who would like to see Wu Ling's arrogance like "all-eyed".
These thirty-five super masters of the Jin Yi realm started howling, they were really oppressive, but Wu Ling didn't realize it, and ignored them!
Everyone was coldly swept away in this gaze, and suddenly felt the illusion of being discerned. For a while, they were ashamed and embarrassed. Everyone has made up his mind to wait for others to come first, and no one knows that everyone thinks so.
The Song family's heroes were so empty that they were photographed in the power of Wu Ling's roar, and they ended up in such a situation because of a difference in thought. It is embarrassing and embarrassing that selfishness is fully insightful.
"Hehe, this guy is crazy." Li Yufan, who had already arrived at the location of the incident, drowned his figure in the crowd, but did not immediately appear. However, hearing the three sounds of war called by Wu Ling just now, he was also excited. I thought that the big man took it for himself and was arrogant. He really wanted to go down and stand with Wu Ling immediately and fight with him.
Similarly, hidden in this vast sea of people, there is also a gray-robed old man, with a leisurely look, watching all this interestingly. He easily concealed his breath, and at this moment, he looked more like an old man selling small toys in the market. However, if someone who knows his identity sees him, that person will probably be surprised: the three pavilion masters of Huayu Pavilion, how come they have also come to Xiangcheng.
Three Pavilion Master Wu Xianyang smiled leisurely, and there was a dignified look in his eyes: "This son is really born with iron gall, it's no wonder that the old fellow Linghuxiong values him so much." There was a trace of complacency in his eyes, "Hey, old Linghu, Although this talent was discovered by you, but now it is found by my old man, there is absolutely no reason to let go. Hey, let me see his performance."