Moreover, the old man also asked Haixin to be Xiao Ling's protector when he was cultivating, how could Xiao Ling go mad?

Stumped Xiao Ling had an accident while cultivating? This was the reason why the old man thought of it first, but who was so bold as to dare to break into Xiao Ling's room?

No matter who it was, anyway, Xiao Ling had already gone mad, and he was making a big fuss in the gladiatorial arena, and it was only a matter of time before several giants of the round table knew about it.

The plan was seamless, but unexpectedly, there was such a mistake in the middle, just a little bit, and the killer organization could reign at the top of the dark forces.

For the sake of today's plan, we can only control Xiao Ling, who has gone mad, otherwise the situation will be out of control.

The old man slowly stood up from his seat, a majestic aura emanating from his body, and Valejo on the side also felt this death-like aura.

The pace was steady and powerful, his face was pale, the old man wanted to walk to the battle place in the distance, Xiao Ling was still killing frantically, it seemed that killing was the only reason why he was alive.

Those people of the dark forces, knowing that they were not Xiao Ling's opponents, hurriedly withdrew from Xiao Ling's attack range, so as not to increase casualties.

"Stand down, I'll come." The old man came to Xiao Ling's face, waved his arm, and shouted loudly.

The others were slightly stunned, seeing that they were the bosses of the killer world, and they also saw the power of the old man yesterday, so they also obediently went back.

Besides, it was his righteous son who went mad, and the old man was obliged to clean up the mess.

The old man looked at his righteous son Xiao Ling, and there was inevitably a trace of sadness in his heart, he was a good person, but he actually became like this.

It's all to blame on the person who destroyed Xiao Ling's cultivation, the old man decided to clean up this place, and went to track down the person who was making trouble behind it.

Xiao Ling saw an old man standing in front of him. He didn't know that it was his stepfather at all, his blood-red eyes were full of murderous color, and his face was covered with a hideous evil smile, he seemed to know that the old man standing in front of him was a master.

Suddenly, Xiao Ling rushed towards the old man with an arrow step, and when he was two meters away from the old man, he suddenly kicked his legs, leaped into the air, and slammed a fist into the old man's face.

A smile tugged at the corner of the old man's mouth. Unexpectedly, Xiao Ling's attack power was several times stronger than normal.

But compared with the old man's nine-fold day after tomorrow, it is still a little worse.

The old man turned his fist into a palm, his body did not move at all, and he stood in place. Forcefully took Xiao Ling's fist in mid-air.

Suddenly, an invisible air flow was generated around the two of them. It quickly spreads out in all directions. Those who did not leave them immediately did not disperse in all directions, and it is not an exaggeration to describe them as people turning their backs.

Drink!

The old man thought that Xiao Ling's attack was resisted by him, but he didn't expect that Xiao Ling shouted, and the true qi in his body increased more and more. It seems that all the energy is being used.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the old man was directly shocked seven or eight meters away, and he felt a tingling in his arm, if it weren't for the true qi to protect his body. His arm is useless.

Surprised, Xiao Ling, who was in a rage, could shake him so far.

Ha ha

Xiao Ling let out a wild laugh when he saw that the old man was defeated.

"Boss, do you want me to help?" This is the number one killer who participated in the competition in the gladiatorial arena and jumped to the old man's side from below.

The old man nodded and said, "You and I work together to subdue this little brute, otherwise my plan will be in vain." ”

Just in case, the old man still wants to retain his strength, if he competes with Xiao Ling alone, even if Xiao Ling is subdued in the end, he will lose most of his true qi.

In case some master sees that his skill has been greatly reduced, he will do something to him, and he will be finished.

Therefore, the old man decided to join forces with the first killer of the acquired Yae, so as to reduce the loss.

Let's say, the two of them took action, the killer detoured from the left, and the old man attacked on the right, flanking left and right, and tried to subdue Xiao Ling with one move.

Xiao Ling raised his head to the sky and roared, and ran towards the killer with a dodge, although he went mad, he still knew whose strength was weaker.

In the battle, the most basic principle is to kill the weakest person, otherwise you can't fight against a strong opponent, in case you are picked up by a weak person, and the last unlucky person is yourself.

The killer was startled, instinctively trying to avoid Xiao Ling's attack, but he saw the boss behind Xiao Ling again.

It is estimated that when Xiao Ling hurts himself, the boss can subdue Xiao Ling.

Besides, Xiao Ling's punch may not be able to hit him, after all, he is an eightfold cultivator of the day after tomorrow, and with this strength, the killer didn't do anything Xiao Ling saw in his eyes.

rumble

Xiao Ling made another powerful fist, rubbing against the air with a violent sound, as if sparks were coming out of his fists.

The killer was secretly taken aback, his forehead was instantly covered with sweat, and he was obediently rumbling, is this still a human?

That's right, he is indeed an acquired Yae, but he has not practiced enough to rub against the air and turn into a fire fist.

But thinking of the boss's instructions, the killer didn't dare to retreat, so he could only bite the bullet.

drink

The killer also shouted, crossed his arms, pressed against his chest, and stubbornly received Xiao Ling's fire fist.

The collision of flesh with flesh, the sound of bone cabakaba, resounded in the gladiatorial arena.

The killer used all his true qi to defend himself, but he didn't expect a mouthful of blood to spurt out of his mouth.

The old man behind Xiao Ling was horrified when he saw that his subordinates were easily injured by Xiao Ling, but he didn't expect Xiao Ling's strength to be even higher than the acquired eightfold.

is worthy of being his own righteous son, but the old man quickly recognized the reality, this righteous son who went mad, no matter how powerful he is, he can't be used by him, it is a scourge.

A rush, the old man rushed behind Xiao Ling, and a slap slapped violently on Xiao Ling's heavenly spirit cover, and a true qi was infused into Xiao Ling's head.

Xiao Ling rolled his eyes, and his body fell to the ground with a limp.

The old man exhaled deeply, he didn't expect his righteous son to cause him so much trouble and lose a general.

"It's okay." The old man looked indifferently at the number one killer lying on the ground on the side, and it seemed that he was seriously injured.

"It's okay, just take a break." The killer said with a bitter face, in fact, he wanted to say that it would be good to cultivate for a while, but he was afraid of saying that kind of thing.

If the old man knew that he was no longer useful to him, the old man could abolish him without hesitation, after all, he was just a clone and had no rights to speak of.

The old man nodded and said, "You have a good rest, and you will have to take on heavy responsibilities in the future." ”

After Lao Tu finished speaking, he sat down cross-legged, straightened Xiao Ling's body, and began to treat Xiao Ling. (To be continued......)