The cultivation base of the Song family's masters of the Yijin realm is not weak, but it is also difficult to resist Wu Ling's nearly maddening fierce martial arts. The so-called Taishan topping is nothing but such a mighty power.
Fists are fierce and fierce. Such a style of play is of course extremely labor intensive and difficult to last, but it is absolutely overwhelming for the enemy.
Song Yujia had absolutely no power to fight back for a while, it was true that once Wu Ling seized the opportunity, it would be a continuous, suffocating stormy style of play.
"This person's boxing technique is too strong, don't be attacked by him." When Song Yujia saw Wu Ling turn around, her expression changed, how dare she be attacked by Wu Ling. The secret skill of Huayu Pavilion Feng Xiang stepped on display, drifting like a wind, made Wu Ling completely unable to capture this personal method.
Phantom stunned, Wu Ling frowned: "Her body style is even more mysterious than my Yuhua Dengxian step. Since I am not as good as her, I can't catch up with her. It's better to attract her to attack."
Wu Ling was indifferent, with an indifferent expression: "Hiding his head and showing his tail, he is a hero. Haha, I forgot that the Song family has always been like this, the old are so, and so are the young ones."
"Huh, it's just the benefit of your tongue." Song Yujia coldly snorted: "As the fourth level of Yijin, you even attacked the warrior on the first level of Yijin. You have to be shameless."
Wu Ling almost laughed: "More than 30 of you came to hit me and you are going to face it?" He wanted to sneer again, but then he thought, "The fighting is going on right now, it's just killing, just let it go. That's it."
At this moment, the battle is full of enthusiasm and passion. Wu Ling staggered and swept towards the frightened Song Yujia. Song Yujia was furious, turning like a wind to follow up and intercept: "You shameless!"
"Come just right!"
Wu Ling laughed wildly: "I'll come to learn and teach you what you can do!" With one foot stomped, an unstoppable Wudang long fist slammed into his chest, and the earth shook endlessly.
"No, I was deceived. I'm afraid you won't succeed." Whether Song Yujia admits it or not, Wu Ling's fierce and fierce style of play really penetrated her heart. After forcibly receiving this punch, he and she paled: "What a terrible punch!"
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Wu Ling's body is not fast, but every step he takes is as calm and terribly as a mountain, every step he takes, even the earth shakes.
With every punch, the sound is like a thunderbolt. Song Yujia retired repeatedly, her expression changed: "This is not the way to continue, sooner or later, he will be defeated by his continuous play."
But at this moment, Wu Ling's inspiration flashed suddenly, capturing the essence of Song Yujia's Feng Xiangbu. He did not hesitate to explode three punches in an instant, just to capture this moment of elegance!
Even the most subtle and unusual footwork, after a long time, will reveal flaws. What's more, Wu Ling himself is a martial arts master. Although Song Yujia's Fengxiang step is more subtle than his Yuhua Dengxian step, it is not without a trace.
At this time, Wu Ling caught Song Yujia's figure, how could he easily let it go. The two fists just now combined with the essence of "Taijiquan", it is really a top punch. With the absolute pressure on the top of the mountain, it caused its own qi to roll and start, detonating a series of thunders, and with one punch, it was like a metal-like sound, even a fire-like blazing fire.
This was a punch that was incredibly slow, and it was a punch that was incredibly fast.
In Song Yujia's eyes, this punch came slowly like a slow motion in a cutscene, but in fact, she wanted to dodge but couldn't dodge it anyway. In this way, watching Wu Ling's fist as a hill, it made her feel dim, and the earth was cracked.
In this punch, there was even an irresistible attraction. Wu Ling's fist, like a very strong magnet, attracted all the Song family masters who had besieged over.
"Wow!" Wu Ling roared with pride.
Song Yujia's face turned pale, her legs sunk deep into the floor, and there was a crisp snap, and all the stone slabs instantly cracked. The qi raged like violent thunder and waved out, smashing all the marbles on the ground into cracks.
This terrible punch was so fierce.
Wu Linghao laughed and rushed towards the night, sound like a thunderbolt, sonorously: "I only ask you, do you refuse to accept it!"
Song Yujia gritted her teeth, feeling that this was the greatest humiliation in her life, and screamed: "I don't accept it!"
Wu Lingsen was so incomparable, his gang energy once again stirred his right arm and pressed against Song Yujia: "You are not convinced!"
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Song Yujia's mouth, gritted her teeth and supported it hard: "I'm not convinced!"
"If you don't agree, I will hit you!" Wu Ling laughed happily, majestic and majestic, like a god of war descending to the world, with one arm sinking again.
Song Yujia was secretly surprised when he saw it: "Which school of martial skills did this Wu Ling cultivate? It is really terrifying to be able to add irresistible traction on his fist."
It's so strong and weird, it's really rare in life.
Suddenly, Song Yujia was shocked, and suddenly a person ran over, knelt down and violently kowtow, crying loudly: "Big sister, the murderer of my father has been found out. This is the thief! Big sister, you must be sure. I want to kill this guy and avenge my father!"
"Yuqi?" Song Yujia was slightly surprised. Looking at Song Yuqi, who was sweating and pale, she was secretly angry: "This is true, so, this person is really hateful."
Since the Song and Ming Dynasties, the Song family has been a poor family for several generations, and most of the offspring are female generations. This Song Yuqi is the only male in the second generation of the Song family, and is also a single biography of Song Yu.
He had just received news from the Duanmu family this time, and hurriedly rushed from the Emperor Song Mansion to kill Wu Lingge.
"Hmph, although this thief is good enough, I, Song Yujia, are not arbitrarily deceived." Song Yujia snorted coldly, her eyes filled with pride.
When Song Yuqi saw this, he knew that Song Yujia had promised to come forward on her behalf. He was overjoyed that his father's feud was avenged, and looked at Wu Ling viciously: "I will see how you died!"
How did Song Yujia think that Wu Ling was actually the culprit who killed Song Yu, and she was shocked and angry, and screamed: "Wu Ling, do you want to die, dare to do it right with our Song family! Don't be afraid that I will kill you. !"
"It seems to have been found out." All this was in his expectation. The dignified empire's second-largest family would seem incredible if they could not even find out the murderer of Song Yu. "But , What can I find out, I had torn the face with his Song family. Without Song Yu's stuff, I have to fight for a dead fish."