There was a thunder and thunder, and there was a sound of collapse, and the cold and biting killing intent was swayed unreservedly, accompanied by the infinite majesty of the enemy.
The husband was angry, and the blood splashed five steps.
A big husband should kill someone quickly, so why not behave like a mother-in-law. Life is the most cheerful and outspoken, and there is nothing more than this.
The punch hasn't come yet, a powerful blow in the air. There was a Song family master whose head exploded like a watermelon.
Wu Ling had no tricks, using speed and strength alone to cut off the heads of these Song family masters, hovering in the air and grabbing the head bun with blood dripping from the tip of the knife, like a demon!
Killing ten Yijin second floor in one fell swoop, Wu Ling suddenly developed self-confidence, screamed up to the sky, and jumped off the martial arts stage, like a god descending to the world, making people afraid to look directly.
The process of killing rabbits flew up and down, and it was fleeting, without any muddle, just like cutting melons and vegetables, it was really shocking.
Especially these ten people, each of them has been immersed in the second floor of Yijin for many years. If they enter a small country, each of them will be a figure dominating one side. In the eyes of many people around, these lofty and unattainable Song Family Yijin masters were easily beheaded by Wu Ling, especially since this was a battle that took place in broad daylight, and it was quickly spread.
The few Song family masters left in the distance were stunned, and only after regaining their senses did they let out a roar of anger, which was full of sorrow for the death of a rabbit and a fox. For a while, the whole street was messy.
All of these Song family masters have good cultivation skills, either standing up on the roof, or hiding in the crowd, fleeing around. They had lost the courage to fight Wu Ling, and there was only one dead end left.
One of the Song family masters flew to Song Yujia's side, and said anxiously: "Miss, let's go, I will call the Patriarch to come and kill this arrogant boy."
The remaining dozens of Song family masters watched this scene, shuddering and hissing in panic. He pulled his legs and turned and ran wildly. Finally lost his mind, in a daze: "You butcher."
"Look at you, Xiaofeng, don't disappoint me." Wu Ling's eyes suddenly appeared coldly.
Xiaofeng is the best at pursuing and escaping opponents. I saw that its beautiful chicken body grew a lot bigger and more beautiful for no apparent reason. The flames that spurted out of the mouth were filled with supreme blood evil force, sending out earth-shattering power. Li Xiao. That dazzling fireball was like a living thing, it actually knocked a few people into the air, dragged them out tens of meters, and nailed two blue walls alive!
At the same time, Wu Ling's expression was like black iron, motionless, with his life bound to his life, clinging to the last person. Was madly punched by the man. While Wu Ling spurted blood, with the action of pulling willows upside down, he planted the person's head and feet into the earth alive like a mad tiger!
boom! The man's headband and upper body burst into wisps of flesh and blood, but the remaining half of his body was swept in the hands of Wu Ling!
Wu Ling shoved the half of the corpse in his hand, laughed bravely, with pride and ambition in his chest. Full of blood flowing freely in the body: "Happy, this is the real joy!"
After a laugh, the color of coldness reappeared, and the momentum was like a rainbow: "Who else would dare to fight with me"
For a while, everyone was afraid, no one dared to respond.
Killed so quickly that the battle was incisive and vivid. Rao was seriously injured, still passionate, heroic, and his whole body seemed to be extremely hot with blood.
The intent to fight for a while is really unusual. Wu Ling had already reached the peak regardless of his aura or his self-confidence. It was the powerhouse of the Yi-Marrow realm who was in front of him, and he would never dare to let it go.
In the blink of an eye, the rabbits killed more than a dozen people. He still didn't realize that his whole body was blood-red, and even the water from all over the world could not wash away the endless killing and blood. Anyone who can observe this scene is silent and fearful.
It was Yue Guli, Li Yufan and others who suddenly felt unmatched thoughts, so that there was an unnatural cowardice and fear in their hearts, not to mention other people.
Such a scorching noon, countless people will never forget the whole life, unforgettable the unrivaled victor, or slaughter, like the god of war.
His name is Wu Ling, Wu Ling is unique in the world.
From this moment, Wu Ling's prestige spread throughout the Wu Empire.
It's the world, and it's nothing more than that!
"But so! But so! But so"
Wu Ling's gaze swept across slowly, no one dared to look directly at it, but Feng Buer unnaturally avoided the gaze that burned to the extreme of the desire to fight. If there is anyone else who can do it indifferently, I am afraid that only Yue Guli is the only one.
Three dismissive sneers, mocking the courage and courage of all the Song family masters present. Yue Guli, Li Yufan, and Wu Xianyang trembled in their hearts, and they felt ashamed. They suppressed the fear and became the only three people who dared to raise their heads.
At this moment, Wu Xianyang, the master of the Huayu Pavilion, made up his mind that if he could not accept this son as a disciple in this life, it would be a lifelong regret.
"The people of the Song family are nothing more than that!" Wu Lingjian raised his eyebrows, and there was a wave of heroism between his eyebrows, his eyes filled with a domineering look of the world, "Song Yujia, do you dare to fight me? "
Song Yujia was forced a few steps back by this voice, and her heart was surging for a while, she didn't know whether it was worry, fear, or anger, and she couldn't speak.
Song Yujia was wrong. She originally thought that no one in this world was the opponent of these 35 top masters in her family except for the strong in Huayu Pavilion, but now it seemed that she was wrong.
In this battle, not only did not kill Wu Ling, but instead lost more than 20 lives of Song family masters. In any case, Song Yujia couldn't bear it.
However, Song Yujia calmed down immediately. After all, she was the core disciple of Huayu Pavilion. She was forced by Wu Ling's soaring pride and murderous aura for just a moment, and she was able to recover her spirits immediately. Said: "You are very good. You have just advanced to the fourth level of Yijin, and you have killed so many strong people on the second level of Yijin!"
Song Yujia was originally very beautiful and charming, with a very charming appearance. However, what she said was incredibly sneered: "Just now you and I sparred, I only used five levels of skill, huh, I am also the fourth level of Yijin. Try to see if you can kill me!"
Wu Ling was shocked, stepping back, and a turbulent wave had already been set off in her heart: "This girl turned out to be the fourth-tier Yijin. Seeing her performance just now, it is at most the realm of the third-tier Yijin!"
Wu Ling had just been promoted just now, and the qi in the Zhenwu Universe Mirror was still very chaotic, and he was waiting for Wu Ling to slowly realize it. This was also the reason why he defeated these Song family masters with a sharp knife.