Ling Yu asked in his heart as he stepped back to avoid the whirlwind:

"Mr. Long, since you recognize this exercise, I don't know what way to crack it?" Long San muttered:

"Wind and thunder were born from dragons, and in the dragon clan, if all martial arts are named after the word dragon, they must be the best in their kind, that is, the Qiankun Divine Dragon Palm is the nemesis of the Wind and Thunder Jue, but your strength is not as high as his, but I am afraid that the effect is not obvious. Ling Yu gritted his teeth and said solemnly:

"Now life and death are tied to a thought, and I have no choice but to use a dead horse as a live horse doctor. Long San thought for a moment, and then said:

"Since now is a special time, it is better to use the furious power of the Nether Divine Blade, in that case, your strength will also be improved to a certain extent, and you may have the power of a battle!" When Ling Yu heard this, he couldn't help but think of the last time he used the power of rage, when he had just obtained the Nether Divine Blade, and he didn't know how terrifying the power of rage was, and it was the key time to save his father, so he resolutely used that power.

This power has indeed greatly improved it in a very short period of time, but the sequelae are also extremely obvious, not only in order to improve their strength, devouring and sacrificing many soldiers, but also after that, the temper has also become much more irritable.

After such a long period of cultivation, he felt better, he really didn't dare to use it easily, his temper became worse, I believe that his friends and relatives around him can understand, but if it is like last time, for the sake of a little improvement, he does not hesitate to devour thousands of living beings, then it will be a big sin.

Between selfishness and selflessness, Ling Yu couldn't help but be entangled, he was just an ordinary teenager, he could cultivate the realm and was still 108,000 miles away from the saint, but he was also far away from the bad guys, so he was so entangled.

His mind drifted out of the clouds, but he didn't pay much attention to his situation, but Ke Zhenxie, who was watching from the sidelines, was shocked into a cold sweat, and he clearly saw that Ling Yu was swept by the edge of the whirlwind several times, and even almost swept in.

According to his inference, once he is involved, he is afraid that the powerhouse at the peak level of the Douhuang will only be crushed into pulp.

He was afraid that Ling Yu would make a mistake, so he reluctantly shook the left hand of the recipient, then took a deep breath and raised his sword to attack, his thoughts were similar to Ling Yu's previous thoughts, and he wanted to sneak attack him by surprise.

In the confrontation just now, he was much more injured than Ling Yu, and the big boss really didn't expect him to go again, after all, in his understanding, brothers are used to betray, and naturally they don't understand the true feelings between people, but by surprise, it's just

"Huh" is just a sound, after all, in the face of absolute strength, sneak attacks are not so smart.

"Jade!" Ke Zhen knew when he saw his reaction that he didn't pay attention to his sneak attack at all, but the sword was out of the sheath, so there was no reason to turn back, so he had to use the trick in Luoying's jade sword and stab him in the eyes condescendingly.

"I can't help myself!" As for Ke Zhenxie's injury, the big boss knows much better than Ling Yu, even better than Ke Zhenxie himself, and then he snorted coldly, and then shook his sleeve robe lightly, and threw him out with a sword, only to hear a bang, hit a stone pillar, and broke it into two parts, and he himself was in severe pain, spurting out a mouthful of blood uncontrollably.

Seeing this scene, Ling Yu suddenly came to his senses, and also made a decision at this moment, if he didn't dare to make a choice because he was afraid of what didn't happen, but he lost his friends because of this, then what kind of man was it?

He looked deeply at the ground, the figure that was a little distorted from the pain, and slowly raised the Nether Blade above his head, his eyes slightly closed, and the words in his mouth.

"Yo, is this going to surrender? Isn't it that your Ling family only has heroes who died on the battlefield, and there are no people who escape?" the big boss's eyes showed obvious mockery.

Ling Yu didn't have any words, but he already hated it in his heart, and he couldn't wait to cut it with a thousand knives immediately.

"Thief, if you want to surrender, just kneel down and shout three times, 'My father Ling Feng is Wang An', then I will let you die...... Haha!" the big boss laughed smugly, and at the same time stopped the whirlwind on Ling Yu's head, no matter what Ling Yu's choice was, as long as he played with it enough, he would not let him live again.

Suddenly, his unbridled laughter suddenly stopped, his eyes were firmly fixed on Ling Yu, as if he felt a dangerous smell on him, and immediately he had a long night's dreams, and his subordinates did not hesitate, and the whirlwind instantly enveloped him.

Seeing this scene, many soldiers sighed and lowered their heads with low expressions. Yue'er didn't know when she came over, and when she saw that Ling Yu was shrouded in a whirlwind, she suddenly lost her backbone, and just stared blankly at the place where Ling Yu was standing just now.

"My father didn't wash such a chaotic and thief-like son!" At this moment, the whirlwind that enveloped Ling Yu suddenly dissipated between the ground, only to see that he was still unscathed, and a strong aura suddenly burst out from his body, but he still said with a slight smile on his face.

The big boss was shocked and angry, and he was so shocked that it was Ling Yu's breath, and he was suddenly stronger, I don't know how many times, and he couldn't even help the wind and thunder, and what was angry was that he took advantage of it.

The big boss threw away the Pu knife in his hand, and then with a move of both hands, an iron rod appeared out of thin air, and then bounced into his hand, and he stomped the iron rod heavily on the ground, when a crack appeared on the ground.

The crack wasn't huge, but it moved forward very quickly, like a viper meeting its prey.

What's even more terrifying is that this poisonous snake locked onto its target and chased after it, no matter how Ling Yu changed direction, it could follow him accurately.

"Sword Qi!" Ling Yu shouted, then jumped into the air, and with a wave of the Nether Divine Blade, a sword qi shot out, slashing exactly seven inches from the poisonous snake, which stopped its forward momentum.

When Yue'er saw this, like those soldiers, she couldn't help but cheer. Ke Zhenxie sat up strongly, looking at the figure in mid-air, his heart was mixed, both relieved and ashamed.

"Son, you really have two brushes," the big boss smiled hideously,

"But that's the end of the game!" he said, swinging his iron rod and attacking it, and in his movements, he was more agile than an ape.

Ling Yu felt that his stick technique was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it, he only said that it was the violent power that affected his thoughts, so he didn't think much about it, and unfolded the family heirloom sword technique and wrapped it up.

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