Chapter 362: What Can You Do to Me!

The combined attack technique of these three people is very rudimentary, and they can't wield a real triple power, but even if they only swing 1.5 times or two times, it is very terrifying. After all, two of the three of them were in the middle stage of the Spirit Venerable. Together, the three of them were equivalent to five or six ordinary Spirit Venerables joining forces.

Chu Ling's Xuan Ling was actually several times stronger than the early stage of the Spirit Venerable.

However, combat effectiveness is not calculated in this way. Chu Ling has a demon seed, a purple orchid Tang knife, and Xuan Ling is much more condensed than them, and when it comes to a real battle, the ten spirit venerables join forces, and they may not be able to help Chu Ling.

"Boom. ”

This time, Chu Ling took the lead.

He abandoned the slow Dao method of spell casting, and directly killed it with a volley. The brilliant fist brought up vitality fluctuations like angry waves in the void. The red glow shines brightly, illuminating the blue sky.

"Sword Slash!"

The sword servant of the Xu family directly drew his sword and slashed it.

This time, his sword swelled, six or seven zhang long, like a silver snake soaring, and it suddenly collided with Chu Ling's fist.

"Bang. ”

The vigor was full of energy, and the surging power was like a cloud ring, flying in all directions, shaking the mountain wall hundreds of meters high, and countless stones fell from the air.

Chu Ling's figure trembled slightly, and then stabilized.

The three True Gods of the Angel Temple all snorted, their bodies trembling violently, but they didn't take a step back after all.

Despite this, the horror in the hearts of the three of them was almost like a monstrous wave:

'Since we created this combined attack technique, the three of us joined forces, and the combined strength was comparable to that of four or five Spirit Venerables in the early stage. This Hades King actually pressed the three of us to bow our heads with the strength of one person, how could his true strength be so strong?

Before they could be surprised, Chu Ling had already laughed:

"Come again!"

In an instant, in the sky, fists and swords flew.

Chu Ling evolved various martial arts one after another, and the Zilan Tang Sword was even wildly wielding it in his hand...

In mid-air, the ambilight was full of color, and the air was full of energy, and the upper valley was roared. The Angel Temple True God and the others, although the three of them joined forces, they fell into a defensive position from the beginning and were pressed and beaten by Chu Ling.

The more they fought, the more frightened they became.

Chu Ling's martial arts seemed to be endless.

Let their secret skills come out one after another, and use all their tricks. Chu Ling can quickly find a new way to crack their moves.

'What kind of family is this, how can you teach such a monster?'

The True God of the Angel Temple pushed his hand and blocked Chu Ling's cyan sword, and he was shocked to the point of boiling blood and said in surprise.

"Eight extremes. ”

In an instant, Chu Ling unleashed fourteen fists, and after the three people who had beaten him almost fell apart, he slammed into the void.

He stood there, his hands apart, forming fist prints.

"Boom. ”

The void shook, and the chaos rolled, as if there was a round of golden crows and a round of moon rabbits, appearing behind Chu Ling.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, there seemed to be the sun and the moon in the sky above the valley of no return. It was daylight, and two suns appeared at the same time, and the vision was amazing.

"How can this basic boxing technique be performed like this?"

Leng Jianfeng and the others secretly smacked their tongues.

It was Guo Nuannuan, who had always been strong and calm, and he was overshadowed at this time. At this time, Chu Ling still looked like a martial artist, more similar to the immortal gods in myths and legends.

'The warrior is a god, called the spirit honor, and it turns out to be terrifying like this. ’

Leng Tong sighed in his heart.

"Be careful. ”

The face of the true god of the Angel Temple changed, and he shouted loudly.

"Bang bang bang. ”

The three of them shot with all their might, wanting to stop Chu Ling. One after another, the sword rays, palm prints, and sonic blades that crossed the sky attacked Chu Ling from all directions. Every bit of energy was enough to easily shred apart a Transformation Realm Grandmaster.

However, a lot of energy hit Chu Ling, but it was blocked by the sun and moon on Chu Ling's appearance, as if it had fallen in the sea.

"Open!"

The sword servant of the Xu family is directly desperate.

His face turned blood-red, and his hair was full of black hair, which gradually turned white from the roots, and the glossy skin became darker and darker. But his momentum is rising, passing the middle stage of Lingzun and climbing to the peak of Lingzun.

"Blood Swordsmanship!"

The brilliant sword light was released from the long sword in his hand.

Three, four, five...

As the power of the two True Gods of the Angel Temple was infused into it, the sword rose to nine zhang long, like a dragon with teeth and claws.

"Poof. ”

At this time, the sword servant of the Xu family directly sprayed a mouthful of blood on the long sword.

"Boom. ”

The sword light directly crossed to the ten-zhang level, and the entire silver sword light was dyed with a layer of blood. Like a sharp blade in the hands of the Blood Sea Shura, that terrifying aura was enough to split a hundred-meter-tall building.

Whether it is the Spirit King, the Ghost Woman and others, or Leng Tong and Guo Nuannuan, they all change color at the same time.

"Go. ”

With a burst of applause from the elegant man, the long sword came out of his hand. The ten-zhang long blood-colored sword flew in the air, like a blood dragon that slashed at nine heavens in anger, crossing a distance of hundreds of meters and shooting towards Chu Ling.

The edge of this sword is almost as terrifying as Chu Ling's sword slashing the Great Witch God, even Chu Ling can't be underestimated.

"Broken. ”

At this time, Chu Ling happened to finish condensing his strength.

His left hand was scorching, and the silver moon in his right hand was fiercely combined, and the golden black moon rabbit behind him blended, forming a fist mark of the reincarnation of the sun and the moon. The red and white fist prints rotated with each other, instantly turning into a pillar of light that pierced through the heavens and the earth.

The pillar of light broke through the sky and shot towards the three swordsmen of the Xu family. The sword servant of the Xu family smiled, did not resist, and looked directly at Chu Ling.

At this time, the blood-colored sword had already shot in front of Chu Ling. And the red and white fist prints are still halfway there.

'At this time, are you hiding or not hiding?'

Although the sword servant of the Xu family had a declining breath, he was still smiling happily, looking at Chu Ling with a smile in his eyes. Obviously, the sword will hit Chu Ling first than the fist print. He was just gambling, Chu Ling would get out of the way first and disperse the fist prints.

But in the frightened eyes of the sword servants of the Xu family and the surrounding people.

Chu Ling didn't dodge or dodge, and let the blood-colored sword slash at his shoulder.

"How is that possible? Why don't you hide?"

The eyes of the sword servants of the Xu family bulged, full of incomprehension. But at this time, the pillar of red and white light had already rushed in front of him in an instant, as if it were devastating, penetrating through his chest and shooting straight into the sky.

Under one punch.

Xu Jialingzun died!

"Boom.

The red and white pillar of light, after penetrating from the chest of the Xu family's sword servant, shot straight into the sky, and hit the cliff of the Valley of No Return all the way. On the bluestone cliff, a hole is left two or three meters deep.

The sword servant of the Xu family still had a shocked look in his eyes at this time.

The reason why Lingzun is a god is that he can get out of the body. Even if his physical body was destroyed by Chu Ling's blow, cutting off all vitality, he still didn't die, and his soul was still alive. It's just that unlike the Great Witch God, the sword servants of the Xu family are obviously not specialized in cultivating divine souls, and their souls can't survive out of their bodies for too long.

'Why don't you hide, aren't you afraid of death?'

Even at this time, the soul of the Xu family's sword servant still looked at Chu Ling, unable to understand. His sword is enough to kill all the spiritual venerables in the world, where did Chu Ling get the confidence to just block that sword with his physical body?

"Boom. ”

At this time, the ten-zhang long blood-colored sword also slashed firmly on Chu Ling's left shoulder.

Chu Ling's powerful body protection Xuan Ling, almost at the first moment, was split by the sword, and then the bright red sword qi fell on Chu Ling's shoulder, and Chu Ling's body shook with a split, and his long clothes were directly cracked, revealing his shoulders with a faint ink light. The Blue Emperor's immortal body was really terrifying, and even the sword that was enough to split the mountain with one blow was blocked by Chu Ling.

But that's just the beginning, and that's when the real killer comes in.