Li Ling's eyelids were raised, and he looked at the sloppy Taoist, and a trace of surprise rose in his heart.

When the sloppy Taoist's right palm missed his shoulder, Li Ling felt a strange force surging into his body, instantly cutting off the meridians of his right arm.

Although it was only a momentary thing, it made him feel very incredible.

Li Ling's current body is extremely terrifying, and his pure strength has also reached five or six thousand catties, and his strength is comparable to that of Xuantie.

The sloppy Daoist actually broke through his physical defenses without exerting his true qi, and at the same time used his strength to cut off the meridians of his right arm, which was definitely a very terrifying ability.

Li Ling was surprised by the sloppy Taoist's martial arts, and the sloppy Taoist was even more shocked. If an ordinary person is hit by this palm, the blood veins all over his body will burst, and his bones will be shattered and he will die. Even a dark strength martial artist can't bear this palm. But Li Ling just shook his body, and there was no other discomfort.

"It is worthy of being a strong grandmaster who cultivates both inside and outside, and the body is strong!" the sloppy Taoist sighed.

A smile appeared on the corner of Li Ling's mouth, and he leaned forward, "The sloppy predecessor has superb martial arts skills, and it is worthy of being a martial arts myth!"

"Bang Bang!"

The two fought again.

The sloppy Taoist is already one hundred and forty or fifty years old, and if it weren't for his pure true qi, he wouldn't have lived that long. Now that the true qi in his body has been suppressed by him, his physical strength is obviously not as good as before, especially Li Ling's strength is full of strength every time he makes a move, and the sloppy Taoist people don't dare to resist at all, so they can only use their strength to unload it. But how could Li Ling's strength be so easy to unload.

In just over half an hour, the sloppy Taoist had a ruddy face, his chest rose and fell violently, and a look of exhaustion appeared in his eyes.

With a strange light in his eyes, Li Ling stared at the sloppy Taoist who was rapidly declining in physical strength, and knew in his heart that this martial arts myth would not admit defeat easily.

"The Li family's dragon snatcher!"

The right hand reached out, halfway into a claw, and grabbed the shoulder of the sloppy Taoist.

This claw is extremely fast, like a dragon out of a hole.

"Good time!"

The sloppy Taoist also showed anger, he was a dignified martial arts myth, but because of the ghost of the years, he became out of breath after a while, which made him unwilling at the same time, and wanted to prove that he was not old.

His face was grim, the sloppy Taoist did not retreat but advanced, his waist was bent, like a spirit monkey, his hands were like longbows shooting arrows, and he made a 'collapse' sound and slapped at the right arm grabbed by Li Ling.

"Lie down!"

Li Ling's eyes were cold, his body leaned back, and his right foot kicked into the chest of the sloppy Taoist.

"Boom, boom!"

The terrifying energy swept out, this kick was full of power, once it was kicked, the sloppy Taoist's half life was also invalid.

"Go back!"

The sloppy Taoist changed his tactics improvised, and his abdomen contracted violently.

Li Ling's right foot kicked straight in, and with his violent energy, he rolled up the sloppy Taoist navy blue robe.

The face is hideous, and the sloppy Taoist has his arms raised high, but his palms are bent, like swinging willows.

"Bang Bang!"

A rapid slapping sound sounded, and the sloppy Taoist's hands fell sharply and landed on Li Ling's right leg.

"Awesome!"

A hint of surprise appeared on Li Ling's face, he had only been fighting with the sloppy Taoist for a minute or two, but the opponent's martial arts had opened his eyes.

The sloppy Taoist actually used the jack pendant on his hands, which made the speed increase sharply.

Suddenly retracted his feet, and the huge force made the sloppy Taoist stumble in his steps.

"Boom!"

At the moment when the sloppy Taoist leaned forward, Li Ling kicked the ground with his left foot, clenched his fist with his right hand, and unleashed Li Jiaxuan's heavy punch, slamming into the opponent's shoulder.

"Oh no, I've been tricked!"

Suddenly, Li Ling's face changed slightly, looking at the sloppy Taoist's calm face, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Jiang is still old and spicy!"

"Come here!"

The sloppy Taoist shouted, and with the power of leaning, his thin body was parallel to the ground, his hands were staggered, avoiding Li Ling's right fist, and clasping his waist.

Clasped Li Ling's waist with both hands, a touch of joy flashed in the sloppy Taoist eyes, and his thumb slammed hard.

"Holy!"

With a secret curse in his heart, Li Ling felt that his body was split into two, and his lower body was out of control.

"Pulse interception?"

With a solemn look in his eyes, Li Ling was not worried that he would lose, but he felt that he was underestimating the people in the martial arts.

"It seems that my cultivation in the Shenwu Pavilion will continue!"

"Open!"

Li Ling's eyes burst with exquisite light, and his muscles squirmed rapidly.

"What?"

The sloppy Taoist's expression froze, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

The thumb he pinched into Li Ling's waist was actually restrained.

The muscles in Li Ling's waist kept squirming, layer upon layer, squeezing the two thumbs of the sloppy Taoist.

At the same time, a smile appeared on the corner of Li Ling's mouth, looking at the sloppy Taoist with a bent waist, and said with a smile: "Sloppy senior, are you considered a rat trap?"

"Humph!"

The sloppy Taoist snorted coldly, "Think you can defeat me like this?"

"Whew!"

When Li Ling reached out to grab the sloppy Taoist, the other party's toes touched the ground, and his body seemed to have lost its bones, extremely soft, sticking to Li Ling's body and wrapping around his back.

The sloppy Taoist's body seemed to turn into a long rope, which was extremely weird, and his hands were restrained by Li Ling's waist muscles, but his body magically moved behind Li Ling.

Li Ling was speechless for a while, feeling the sloppy Taoist behind him, and his body shook violently.

However, the sloppy Taoist is like a dog skin plaster, and he always refuses to fall.

Suddenly, there was a hint of helplessness at the corner of Li Ling's mouth, his neck was crooked, and the whole person leaned towards the front.

"Get me down!"

A backflip, with tremendous force, flung the sloppy Taoist away from his body.

But what made Li Ling helpless was that the sloppy Taoist body seemed to be tied to himself by a rope.

Just threw out less than three inches, and before Li Ling could react, the sloppy Taoist body came up again.

"Li Ling, you can't break free from me!"

"Sloppy senior, you can't hurt me!"

The thumbs of the sloppy Taoist's hands were squeezed by the muscles on Li Ling's waist, and Li Ling's hands were entangled by the feet of the sloppy Taoist, and the two seemed to be connected.

"Hehe, I can't hurt you?" a sneer appeared on the corner of the sloppy Taoist's mouth, "Back then, the sword god's limbs were cut off, but he still killed seventy or eighty masters. Although the old Taoist priest is not as good as the sword god, he will not be too far behind!"

"Oops!" Listening to the sloppy Taoist's words, Li Ling's face changed slightly, and his sword eyebrows raised.

The sloppy Taoist man's expression was cold, and the two muscles in his chest kept vibrating, making a dull collision sound.

"Get down!"

With a shout, the two muscles in the sloppy Taoist's chest actually swelled suddenly, like a pair of fists, and fell on Li Ling's back.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Hell yes!"

Li Ling's face sank, his eyes flashed with shock, and the vibration from behind him became stronger and stronger, making his qi and blood tumble.