Chapter Eighty-Seven: Fighting Wan Ling Alone
In the tent, Wan Ling twisted his head slightly, and a faint spiritual power began to loom, a pair of iron fists were clenched, and between the joints, there was a clicking sound. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Looking at Wan Ling, who had entered the battle state, Yun Xuan shrugged helplessly, this guy's sense of danger was far beyond his expectations, so the assassination plan had failed.
However, the sneak attack was just that Yun Xuan wanted to save some trouble, and now that the plan to save effort had been shattered, Yun Xuan didn't care about spending a little more effort. Moreover, after nearly a month of hard work, it was time for Yun Xuan to measure his progress.
The body twisted slightly, the sound of the bones crunching was no less than Wan Ling, and his palms slowly spread out, and then he clenched them tightly, and the dark spiritual power was immediately wrapped around his fist.
"Boy, taking me as your prey is the stupidest decision you've ever made." The corners of his mouth provoked a bloodthirsty arc, Wan Ling smiled gloomily, the soles of his feet slammed on the ground, and his body was like a giant spirit beast, rushing towards Yun Xuan.
Looking coldly at Wan Ling, who was attacking with fierce energy, Yun Xuan's arm slowly raised, and with his tightly clenched fist, the dark light became more and more intense, waving in the air, with a piercing sound of breaking the wind, and hitting the body of Wan Ling who rushed hard.
Boom!
With a muffled sound, the bloodlust on Wan Ling's face suddenly froze, and the figure that rushed forward suddenly shot out, and the soles of his feet clung to the ground, until a deep ditch several meters away was brought out on the ground, and then it slowly stopped.
"The kid really has some doorways." With a touch of solemnity on his face, Wan Ling exhaled slowly, and smashed his fist on his chest, only to see a pale yellow light suddenly surging around his body.
"What I cultivate is the most defensive earth spiritual power in the attribute, and with your strength, you can't break my defense." With a sneer, Wan Ling's fists tightened, and the pale yellow light wrapped around his body gradually covered the surface of his body, and after a while, the pale yellow light covered Wan Ling's whole body like armor.
The soles of his feet stomped on the ground again, and Wan Ling's speed this time was obviously faster than before, and the fierce speed and the strong wind brought up the tent to bulge.
With a calm face, feeling the oncoming fierce wind pressure, Yun Xuan's body was slightly on one side, and his huge fist flew out diagonally against Yun Xuan's ears with fierce energy.
With a slight swipe of his toes on the ground, Yun Xuan's figure jumped behind Wan Ling like a ghost, and the fist wrapped around the dark spiritual power slammed into his head.
Clang!
The fist smashed on Wan Ling's head, but there was a crisp sound like hitting a rock.
Frowning slightly, Yun Xuan withdrew his fist like lightning, and with the help of his own speed, his fists and elbows were all struck out in an instant, and every attack hit the same place, and suddenly, inside the tent, there was a sound like hitting a rock.
"Get out of here, annoying fly, I said it a long time ago, with your strength, it is impossible to break my rock defenses." On the side of Wan Ling's body, the fierce strength of the bearer of his right foot threw out a heavy kick behind him.
With his arms crossed in front of his chest, as soon as he made contact with Na Wan Ling's right foot, the fierce and violent energy suddenly made De Yunxuan's figure fly out upside down.
"It is worthy of being known as the most suitable spiritual attribute for hand-to-hand combat, this power ...... It's so strong. The body flipped in mid-air, Yun Xuan's figure fell steadily to the ground, shook his arm that was a little numb, and exclaimed in his heart.
"Boy, with your strength, you also want to go against the Wan family, it's just looking for death." Wan Ling snorted coldly, and said with a hideous smile: "I don't have time to play with you, so it's better to solve you as soon as possible and save trouble in the future." ”
The fists were slowly spread out in his chest, Wan Ling's feet tightened, and the hair on the top of his head stood up one by one, and the pale yellow spiritual power flashed in the pupils of his eyes.
A mouthful of white turbid gas slowly spit out from Wan Ling's mouth, and at this moment, Yun Xuan seemed to find that Wan Ling's arms and legs suddenly became much stronger.
Suddenly swelled nearly a circle of arms, pale muscles continued to agitate, and fierce forces condensed under them.
"It's over, boy."
Feeling the power in his body, Wan Ling grinned at Yun Xuan, and Bai Sensen's teeth looked a little hideous.
Looking at Wan Ling, whose strength had suddenly soared a lot, Yun Xuan's face was slightly solemn, and in his palm, the dark spiritual power was rapidly condensed.
The power in the body, after brewing at the moment, entered the peak state, Wan Ling's feet stepped suddenly, and the speed of the explosion made his body like a pale yellow streamer, and the sight in front of him was a flower, and Wan Ling, who was full of hideous smiles on his face, suddenly flashed out, and his huge fist, with a strong wind of oppression, slammed at Yun Xuan's head angrily.
The sudden momentum above his head made Yun Xuan's face change slightly, and the dark spiritual power condensed in his palm slammed into the ground, and with the power of this reversal, Yun Xuan's figure retreated sharply.
"Want to run?" Looking at Yun Xuan, who was retreating in a hurry, Wan Ling sneered fiercely, and with a step forward, he easily caught up, his body bowed slightly, and his body was like a creeping cheetah, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Yun Xuan again.
"Die!" Wan Ling shouted violently, and his huge fist smashed towards Yun Xuan's head again.
Seeing that there was no way to hide, Yun Xuan's brows furrowed, and the spiritual power in his body surged rapidly, and then it shook with Wan Ling's fist.
Boom!
The dull sound exploded in the tent, and where the two of them touched their fists, a violent wind spread out, and in an instant, the tent was blown into pieces by this momentum and scattered.
"Dare to touch me, look for death!"
Seeing that Yun Xuan dared to choose to collide with him, a trace of killing intent welled up in Wan Ling's eyes, and all the spiritual power in his body blasted out along the specific veins.
"Hmm......"
The huge strength made De Yunxuan's face pale, and a low muffled snort came from his throat, and his footsteps staggered back rapidly, until he hit a big tree, and then stopped.
On the treetops not far away, looking at the scene in front of them, everyone's faces were a little solemn, and when they were about to help, they were stopped by a piece of Hao wrist sticking out of their sleeves, and a light voice also sounded: "Yun Xuan said that he would solve it by himself, so let's wait." ”
"I didn't expect you to survive a hard encounter with me, presumably you often cultivate your physical body." Seeing that Yun Xuan seemed to have only suffered a slight injury, Wan Ling couldn't help but be surprised, you must know that the suffering suffered by cultivating the physical body was far from being comparable to the spiritual power of the light cultivation, looking at Yun Xuan's appearance of fine skin and tender flesh, it was difficult for him to imagine that the latter was actually a person who cultivated the physical body.
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