Lin Ling picked up the four spear heads that fell on the ground, and said coldly: "Blood debt and blood repayment!"

The cold spear head was shot out by Lin Ling, and at a distance of five zhang, it flew towards a short and fat middle-aged short-bearded man who took the lead like an arrow from the string.

This force was mixed with fifty percent of Lin Ling's strength, if it was an ordinary body training in the early stage of entering the vein, it would definitely die in the chamber, and the cultivation in the middle stage of the qi cultivation into the pulse would also be unable to resist.

This sudden attack caught everyone by surprise, and they didn't believe that there were still people who didn't know the height of the sky and dared to smash the signboard of the palace.

The four spearheads broke through the air, the cold glint in the short and fat man's eyes flickered, he didn't dodge or dodge, he opened his hands stiffly, and didn't pay attention to Lin Ling's offensive at all.

The four spear heads were like moths to a fire, and they were grabbed by the short and fat man with both palms, and with a pinch of his fist, they instantly turned into two pieces of iron and fell to the ground with a clatter.

Lin Ling's offensive was like child's play in front of him, and it was lethal!

What is the realm of this short and fat man?

"Where did the bedbugs come from, they actually dared to come to the palace to make trouble!" There was a hint of murderous intent in the short and fat man's eyes, if nothing else, because of the two lumps of iron under his feet and his already red and purple fleshy palms.

"Steward Ding, it's him, the little one can't stop him at all......" The four janitors lying on the ground crawled behind the short and fat man, as if this was the safest place to be found.

"Housekeeper?" Lin Ling's already one-meter-seven tall man looked even more condescending in front of Ding Guan, who was less than one-meter-six, "You are not qualified enough, Lao Lu's life, I want him to accompany Gong Shenghai to accompany the funeral." ”

"Speak wildly!" The fat on Steward Ding's face instantly trembled with anger, "I wanted to let you go after I broke your limbs, but if you are looking for death, don't want to get out of here alive!"

"Someone! Close!"

The heavy vermilion lacquer gate slowly closed, and the ethereal sound of creaking and creaking looked extremely strange in the night sky.

Lin Ling was surrounded by nearly twenty people, all of whom were the most elite soldiers in the palace, not much better than the soldiers outside the city.

Under the sky, there was a sense of slaughter.

"Do it!" Ding Guanquan gave an order, and twenty family soldiers swung their fists at Lin Ling.

In the face of nearly 100 Cangscar Sect disciples, Lin Ling's face did not change, and only twenty family soldiers, Lin Ling's long fist was waved, and in less than a moment, these family soldiers immediately fell to the ground.

When Lin Ling knocked down the last soldier, all this was not over, and a fist with a sharp roar that broke through the air exploded behind Lin Ling.

Lin Ling subconsciously turned around to block, but this punch was the heaviest punch since Lin Ling cultivated.

Like a landslide and tsunami, Qianjun was overwhelmed! The huge impact force caused Lin Ling's body to be smashed away like a cannonball, and fell heavily into the wooden house in the distance.

It was a perennial abandoned warehouse, filled with old things, with huge amounts of dust and broken wooden planks scattered outside the warehouse.

Lin Ling's throat was hot, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. But then it was slowly dissolved by the endless circulation of the health chapter.

Ding Guanquan's eyes were firmly fixed on Lin Ling's position like a poisonous snake in the night, and he could feel that Lin Ling's spiritual power was still strong, even if there was a faint trace of blood left on the corner of his mouth, it didn't seem to be hurt at all.

He used three layers of strength for that punch just now, and the strength of the innate middle stage of the training body is not at all something that a boy of his age can compete with.

This person is not simple.

"With the power of my punch, it seems that you still have some ability. But don't think that this way you will be able to get out of the palace safely. Ding Guanquan's eyes were as gloomy as if he was looking at a dead man.

The surrounding soldiers who were knocked to the ground stood behind Steward Ding one after another, and once again changed their faces to dogs.

"I didn't plan to leave like this until I made Gong Shenghai pay the price. Under the shadows and billowing thick ash in the dark night, Lin Ling slowly walked out of the ruins unharmed.

"Look for death!" Ding Guanquan roared, and the dragon and tiger rushed towards Lin Ling.

Although he was short and fat, he moved extremely fast, and he had reached Lin Ling in an instant.

The release of innate spiritual power, coupled with the strange fist technique, Lin Ling did not dismantle ten moves, so he kept retreating.

The biggest difference between the late stage of physical training and the middle stage of innate physical training is that the latter has already generated innate spiritual power in the body, which can mobilize the flow of spiritual power in one's body to the greatest extent and maximize one's strength to the extreme.

"To be able to take on so many tricks from me, you little devil is enough to blow a little. Ding Guan's whole body changed, "However, you don't have a chance to go out and brag about it." ”

"It's true that my boxing skills are not as good as yours, but is this the limit of your strength?"

Although Lin Ling kept retreating, his speed of dodging left and right was very fast, so fast that Ding Guan's full fist missed, and he couldn't touch the corner of his clothes at all.

Ding Guanquan has been famous for a long time, but at this moment, he has been unable to attack such a little hairy boy for a long time, and his heart has long been anxious, and at this moment, he was so provoked by Lin Ling, he was not angry and laughed: "Dodge and dodge, don't try to hide if you have the ability!"

"It's really funny, I see that your butler is not only weak, but also his brain is paralyzed. If you want to kill me, but you still want me to stand here and let you kill me? I think such strange things in the world can only be seen in the palace. Lin Ling's words were extremely sarcastic, which completely angered Ding Guanquan.

"I'd like to see how long you can hide!"

Ding Guan is full of fists and fists, and he continues to accelerate. The corners of Lin Ling's mouth twitched, and finally a smile appeared.

"Thirty-six ways of boxing, it seems that you have exhausted your donkey skills. Lin Ling's eyes calmly stared at Ding Guanquan's fist path, and said lightly as if he were a judge.

Others didn't know what Lin Ling meant by this, but in Ding Guanquan's ears, he was shocked like thunder on the ground.

The boxing technique he used just now is his family martial art, called 'Thunder Boxing', which pays attention to the style of boxing, which is as fast as lightning. There are a total of 36 ways of boxing, each way is wide open and closed, menacing, with the family footwork, so that he has been in the innate realm for many years to meet opponents.

Judging from Lin Ling's body method and the mobilization of spiritual power in his body just now, Ding Guanquan was almost certain that the young man in front of him was only in the late stage of physical cultivation.

In his opinion, this low-level cultivation was as simple as pinching an ant to death. But after the thirty-six punches passed, Lin Ling not only did not fall, but also said the path of his boxing technique.

The more unknown and dangerous it became, a terrible thought came to Ding Guanquan's mind: In the later stage of physical training, how could I be so strong? Could it be that I would still be defeated under his hands!

"You're distracted!" Lin Ling's eyes suddenly turned fierce, like the excitement of a goshawk about to catch its prey, and immediately turned defense into attack.

"The grasshopper shakes the tree, it's just beyond his strength!" Of course, Ding Guanquan knew that he was distracted, but he never believed that a person who had withstood the sky in the late stage of physical training could still ......

Suddenly, Ding Guanquan's muscles in his whole body suddenly tensed, and the thunder punch just now landed on Lin Ling's abdomen exactly as it happened. Originally, he thought that this time it would be the same failure, but Lin Ling didn't dodge it, and let this punch really fall on his abdomen.

The cold, hard, steel-like punch came from Ding Guanquan's fist.

But the steel under his fist would also leave a huge indentation. Ding Guanquan believed that even if the boy's body in front of him was beaten with iron, this punch would be enough to kill him for half his life.

Lin Ling's body did not fly back as he imagined, but took a step forward, his eyes full of murderous intent full of teasing.

Lin Ling's punch came out, the most ordinary, the most ordinary punch, without any modification, towards the same place in Ding Guan's abdomen!

In the middle stage of the innate body training, ordinary weapons have no spiritual power to help, and there is basically no way to break through their defenses. Ding Guan was extremely convinced that with Lin Ling's punch power of nearly 1,000 catties at most, it was like scratching his boots at all, and he didn't have to dodge!

Arrogant people always have to pay the price for their ignorance, Lin Ling didn't give Ding Guanquan a chance to regret it, he used nearly five thousand catties of strength for this punch, and the twenty-layer trembling fist landed firmly on Ding Guanquan's abdomen!

In the dark night, under the flickering torches, the figures of Lin Ling and Ding Guanquan coincided together, staying in the position where the two of them were fighting with their fists.

Neither of them retreated, which showed that their bodies were able to withstand the force of each other's attacks.

But after a few moments, the surrounding soldiers finally noticed the difference between them.

Lin Ling's face was full of anger, but Ding Guanquan's face was already getting paler.

Ding Guanquan's body stiffened, faint blood slowly overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his trouser cuffs and crotch were gradually wet with water stains, as if he was incontinence.

Suddenly, Lin Ling stood up, touched the vest mark on his abdomen that had been dented, and scanned everyone as if he was nothing.

And at this moment, Ding Guanquan's body lost Lin Ling's support, and finally like an ice sculpture, he maintained the posture just now, and fell to the ground sideways.

Ding Guanquan, the housekeeper who had entered the middle stage of the innate body, and the demonic characters in the eyes of those palace soldiers, suddenly fell in front of them. And what knocked him down was this fifteen-year-old boy whose cheeks were still a little immature.

Several family soldiers hurriedly rushed to Steward Ding's side, with disbelief in their eyes: "Ding, Steward Ding, he is out of breath!"

Kill Ding Guanquan with one punch?!

When Lin Ling's eyes swept over everyone again, nearly twenty family soldiers subconsciously took a step back, and even their legs trembled slightly.

"Dignified palace, but that's it!" Lin Ling completely ignored Ding Guanquan, who had fallen to the ground and died behind him, and suddenly snatched the torch from the hand of a family soldier, and said angrily: "Gong Shenghai, get out of here!"

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