"Hey, no two, do you say Brother Wuling can win?" Wolf Huo has always had the most confidence in Wu Ling, even blind worship, but at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.
Feng Fuer had no bottom in his heart, but he comforted: "Wu Ling is also a strong Yi Sui. Although the old thief is on the third level of Yi Sui, he has just broken through and his breath is unstable. Wu Ling should have some chance of winning. Let's talk about it. Since he dares to fight, he must have something to rely on. When have you seen him fight a battle that has no chance of winning?"
Upon hearing this, Xie Yuyan couldn't help but wring her hands, obviously feeling extremely nervous.
On the one hand, she was happy, happy for Wu Ling to have such courage.
On the other hand, it is worried. After all, Song Ming’s strength is even very jealous of Li Renyong. Even if Wu Ling is at the Yi Marrow realm, she is at the Yi Marrow level. Can she defeat Song Ming? There is really no confidence.
Just when everyone is observing attentively, and their minds are chaotic.
Song Ming suddenly yelled, screaming and screaming towards Wu Ling, looking at Wu Ling with unbelievable eyes, his hair was fluffy and messy, and it was obviously cut off by the life!
Most people on the sidelines don't know why. I can't see what happened in the clouds. But hearing Song Ming's scream, I think he didn't take advantage of it.
Only Li Renyong, Yue Guli, and Li Yufan in the Yi Sui realm had deep and deep eyes, and they could clearly see the embarrassed appearance of Song Ming. However, none of the three of them could see exactly how Song Ming had his hair cut off.
At the next moment, everyone saw Wu Ling stepping out of the clouds and mist, his expression still so cold, and his face did not see any signs of winning or losing at all.
Song Ming stood still, his eyes were brilliant, staring at Wu Ling, he was already a bit energetic, and there was no more joking and contempt in the past. Instead, he was cautious and careful, even with a trace of imperceptible fear!
"Song Ming, you claim to have been in the realm of Yishui for many years. If you only have this ability, then next year today will be your sacrifice day!" Wu Ling took a step forward.
Song Ming Jiejie laughed strangely, but the horror in his heart was beyond words.
The white mist was indeed not his Song family's martial arts, but the martial arts of the martial arts from his master. This white mist seems plain, but it has a deceptive effect, and its power is not trivial.
The so-called deceiving people's minds are not simply covering people's eyes and ears, but the true spiritual confusion, not comparable to ordinary fog. Sometimes, this kind of seemingly influenced by external factors can even determine the life and death of two masters of the same level. Even if he was Li Renyong, he was not sure that he could stay awake in the mist of Song Ming, but Wu Ling did it.
Your own cultivation base is high, and in this mist, if you can't show your cultivation base, everything is in vain. It can only become a living target that is beaten by others and has no way to fight back.
As soon as Song Ming came up, he sacrificed the most powerful martial art in the school, "The Misty Mist." He thought that Wu Ling would be a hit, but he didn't expect Wu Ling to be like a okay person. Instead, he cut his hair and forced him to jump out of the mist.
Such a situation is really the only thing he has seen in his life.
What's even more hateful is that Wu Ling used the flaw that he had just broken through and was unstable in his qi to launch a wave of offensive. In that way, it is as if Wu Ling is on the third layer of Yi Sui, and Song Ming is on the first floor of Yi Sui.
How can Song Ming tolerate this situation? He made a mistake with his hands and drew a shiny golden Shura knife from his waist. This Shura sword is the real Shura sword of the Song family, and the king of Shura swords. The evil spirit above was solemn, exuding an aura like hell Shura, and at a glance, you knew that this sword was an extraordinary thing.
This knife is radiant, especially the blade exudes bursts of cold light. There is a breath of coldness that makes people look forward to, and at a glance, I don't know how many people's blood has been drunk to achieve this terrible state.
When Li Renyong saw Song Ming offering weapons, he was shocked and shouted: "Wu Ling be careful, this is a treasured sword!"
Wu Ling and Song Ming have fought for so long, and they have roughly figured out the extent of Song Ming's three-layer Yi Sui realm.
Regarding only the reserves of Gang Qi, his Gang Qi at this time will not be lost to Song Ming at all, and it may even be more mellow.
This is the function of the Zhenwu Universe Mirror, and one thing Wu Ling is very sure about is that he is better than Song Ming in carrying the qi energy.
To put it simply, Wuling Gang's gas reserves are more than Song Ming's, and the strength of his body is not worse than Song Ming's.
Wu Ling knew very well that it was Zhenwu Universe Mirror and Five Elements Huanhuawan that created such a weird situation.
With this kind of advantage, coupled with Yuhuadengxianbu, no matter how Song Ming changes, even if he takes turns to make ten sets of strange martial arts like "misty fog", the result is still the same. Because of these crooked ways of Song Ming, in the eyes of a warrior like Wu Ling who paid attention to the cultivation of the heart when he first started practicing martial arts, they were completely useless. However, the gap between the strength of its own qi and the physical strength cannot be increased too much in a short period of time!
Therefore, he is inseparable from his sect, as long as there is no error in Yuhua Dengxianbu, no matter how Song Ming changes, he will always be invincible. Because the opponent has no overwhelming advantage in realm. Not even as mellow as his!
The so-called vast land and resources, Wu Ling's body is like a fertile soil for the vast land and resources, because the base number is too large, it makes his realm seem to be only one level. If it were someone with poor physical fitness like Song Ming, Wu Ling's realm would probably be more than that.
The reason why Wu Ling chose to defend before was mainly because he didn't understand Song Ming's cultivation base, so he wanted to take this opportunity to get acquainted with Song Ming's true strength.
Now it seems that whether it is the third layer of Yi Marrow or the first layer of Yi Marrow, after the real fight, it must rely on strength, physical strength, skills to speak, and on-the-spot performance.
Wanting to understand this, Wu Ling suddenly seemed to have experienced hundreds of battles, and suddenly he had a lot of experience in his mind.
Standing calmly forward, ignoring the Shura knife in Song Ming's hand, he chuckled and said, "Song Ming, you can't do it, you can't do it!"
Song Ming sneered and said, "Can you please taste it first!"
Song Ming has a cold and bloodthirsty personality. Once the combat mode is turned on, he is absolutely fierce. With a scimitar, he slashed at Wu Ling like a split wind.
This sword skill is called the Shura sword. As the name suggests, its momentum is like wind and thunder. Every knife cuts contains the evil spirit of hell Shura.
This knife skill is very aggressive and imposing. It fits well with Song Ming's character. It is also the best martial skill that Song Ming has mastered among the six skills of the Song Family Asura.