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Ling Yang's spiritual power and the seal on his chest never stopped fighting, and each time it became more and more intense. www.biquge.info Every time Ling Yang wins, the color of the totem fades a little. From the clear embroidery of ink color at the beginning, it has become a blurred birthmark now.

According to this situation, sooner or later, Ling Yang will be able to completely break the shackles of the seal and regain the complete control of the power of the power in his body, but it will be a long and difficult process, and when this dispute will be ended will depend on Ling Yang's ability and creation.

Between a few breaths, Ling Yang finally succeeded in suppressing the seal, his body regained his freedom, and the power of the ability was once again abundant in his body, although it was still filled with an external force injected into the seal, but it was already like nothing, drifting with the flow, and could only be left to Ling Yang's fingers.

At this time, Ling Yang's ears suddenly came out of Tianbao's laughter: "I originally thought they were good people, but I didn't expect them to be so vicious, and they beat you into a pig's head in three or two strokes, and killed that big iron and that stupid big stone without my help."

Ling Yang was originally intent on establishing authority, in order to be able to drive these unruly disciples at will in the future, he didn't want to make things stiff.

Ling Yang knew that Tianbao's shot was not light or heavy, and he couldn't even control himself when he launched a madness, how could he dare to let Tianbao participate recklessly, so he supported his body with his arms, and hurriedly smiled: "It's just a small scene, don't work your old man's big frame, I can handle it myself."

Ling Yang just wanted to stand up again, but there were dry rice stalks around his body and head, and he couldn't straighten his waist at all, and just as he was about to pick up the firewood and grass to come out, a hard rock giant fist had already bombarded Ling Yang's shoulder, and forcibly blasted Ling Yang out of the firewood and grass pile.

Ling Yang turned into a kite with a broken string, made an arc in the air, and smashed into a snowdrift, spreading his limbs, leaving a "big" shape on the snow. Before he could catch his breath, the prisoner's steel fist had already slammed into Ling Yang's lower abdomen three inches below.

In a hurry, Ling Yang rolled on the ground a few times, narrowly avoiding the prisoner's elbow, and scolded: "I greet your ancestor cave man on the top of the mountain, you especially want to make me a eunuch, the master fought with you."

Ling Yang's five bodies crawled on the snow, his cheeks bulging high in anger, looking like a large toad, but the power of the supernatural energy in his body poured out majestically, forming an aura that was even more coercive.

The prisoner and the rock man had already joined forces at this time, and seeing that Ling Yang was so difficult, he was beaten and rolled all over the ground, and he dared to speak out, and the anger in his heart rose sharply, and they all used their housekeeping skills.

The prisoner's arms were crossed, staggered friction, sparks were shining, and suddenly he knelt on one knee, one foot was deeply sunk into the frozen soil, the whole person was full of momentum, and the steel on the surface of his body suddenly turned into a liquid shape, constantly flowing on the prisoner's body, and finally transformed into a huge steel knife in front of him, trembling in the prisoner's virtual palms, buzzing, and suddenly flying towards the top of Ling Yang's head.

In the blink of an eye, the steel knife was already hanging high above Ling Yang's head, Ling Yang raised his eyes and looked at it, grinning: "Bad pen, no accurate head at all, isn't this a miss?"

Before the words fell, the steel knife instantly transformed into countless sharp knives, the tip of the knife was pointing downward, covering a radius of more than ten meters above Ling Yang's head, and they were quickly cut together, the blade flashed, densely like a knife net, and the ridicule on Ling Yang's face was suddenly replaced by a shocked color.

As if he was afraid that Ling Yang would die too slowly, the rock people also launched a forbidden trick at this time, and his body turned into countless phantoms, and the group surrounded Ling Yang in the center.

The phantoms of the rock people seemed to have turned into entities, their hands clasped together, held high above their heads, and bombarded the ground with a fierce bang. Hundreds of cracks immediately appeared on the ground, breaking deep into the ground, rolling up a large canopy of dirt and sand, and rushing towards Ling Yang together. The earth, sand and gravel rolled and roared, and soon condensed into the appearance of various fierce beasts, one hundred and ten sand and soil fierce beasts, posing as prey, with mud and snow under their feet, towards Lingyang to hunt.

In the face of such a terrifying offensive, Ling Yang did not show a trace of fear, the consternation on his face quickly disappeared, replaced by a signature evil smile, the figure lying on the ground flashed, and the limbs began to become more and more transparent, Ling Yang actually disappeared without warning in front of everyone.

Before everyone could react, Ling Yang had already appeared behind the prisoner in the iron prison, the prisoner didn't know it, he was still stunned to look at the position where Ling Yang disappeared, only to feel a pain in his vest, and the whole person had been kicked out by Ling Yang: "What's the matter, let you kick me, the master will all have to come back"

The prisoner was in mid-air, Ling Yang had disappeared again, and when he reappeared, he stood exactly where the prisoner had fallen, gently caught the prisoner's body without any strength, raised his knees, and put his back on the prisoner's waist. A crisp snapping sound was heard, and the prisoner had completely lost his ability to fight.

Easily packed up the prisoner, Ling Yang suddenly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes had turned a red gold color, obviously using the ability he had learned from Zhong Tong, and immediately distinguished the entity of the rock man from the countless afterimages, rushed over with a gust of wind, pretending to misidentify it, and swung his fist at a phantom shadow on the side of the rock man.

The rock man didn't know that there was a deception, and when he saw that the empty door on Ling Yang's left rib was exposed, he just wanted to stop his waist and hug Ling Yang, but the place where he tentacled was like a void.

Ling Yang returned the way of the other, leaving only an afterimage in the same place, and he had already turned behind the rock man, and at this time he had already jumped on the rock man's shoulder, his legs were wrapped around the rock man's neck, and the tempered palm burst into flames, and the palm was like a knife, and it was fiercely inserted into the rock man's left shoulder.

The rock man was in great pain, and threw Ling Yang far away, and just wanted to get up again, Liao Qi'er Qingyue's voice came: "Stone, enough"

The Iwato obediently stopped, covering his left shoulder with one hand, and his body gradually returned to flesh and blood, leaving a charred wound on his shoulder. The Iwato came to his senses from his rage, looking at the deep wound and secretly afraid. If Ling Yang had chosen the place to start just now, and moved up two or three inches, I'm afraid that the entire neck of the rock man would have been completely cut off.

Ling Yang won a great victory, but surprisingly did not pose as a victor, his feet were like the wind, and he quickly swept to the prisoner who had recovered his flesh and blood body, that is, Xiao Liuzi, squatted down, and put Xiao Liuzi lying on the ground on his knees.

Xiao Liuzi forcibly broke through the realm of ability, and the meridians in his body were swollen beyond the limit by the power of the violent ability. Ling Yang didn't say a word, he directly "simulated" the ability of the "healer", pressed the thumbs of both hands on Xiao Liuzi's temples, and the soft energy was transmitted into Xiao Liuzi's body, quickly repairing the damaged body functions.

"It shouldn't be a big deal"

Ling Yang's face showed deep exhaustion, and he sat down on the ground, as if he could feel the hostility and contempt in the eyes of the disciples looking at him, which had been replaced by admiration and kindness.

There was a deep meaning in the smile of the nine fingers, and he said lightly to Liao Qi'er: "The means are unpredictable, the wisdom is full of scheming, and it is rare to know the way of the superior who knows both grace and power." This kid is a character."

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