"The Wind Dies, the Car Cracks!"

The red-golden light curtain in front of him suddenly shattered like glass, and before the Xuanyang Sect disciple who was under the protection of the magic weapon could react, the whole person was easily grasped by Ling Xiaozhi like a little chicken, unable to move. Then, Ling Xiaozhi's other hand gently touched the abdomen of this Xuanyangmen disciple, and the Xuanyangmen disciple suddenly felt that there was a force flowing wantonly in his body, and then, his limbs and head seemed to be pulled outward by a powerful force, and it was at this time that Ling Xiaozhi let go of the hand that grabbed him, and his body quickly flashed several meters away.

As soon as his footsteps stabilized, the limbs and head of that Xuanyangmen disciple were immediately pulled apart, and blood splashed everywhere, not to mention the Xuanyangmen disciples in front of him, even Bai Yanruo, who was sitting on the ground, was taken aback, although he had known Ling Xiaozhi for a long time, it was the first time he had seen him kill like this. I saw Ling Xiaozhi shake his hand, as if he felt that his wrist was sore, and whispered to himself while shaking it:

"It's really a bit difficult to crack a one-hit-kill car crack with a single hit against a guard-level car for the first time. ”

"You don't think my defenses are weak. It's a pity, in addition to the fine control of the battle qi, the physical body is not strong enough to perform the Wind Death Nine?" Ling Xiaozhi raised his head and looked at the stunned people in front of him with a smile on his face, the black clothes on his upper body had turned into ashes in the high-temperature flames, revealing a sturdy upper body that did not match his delicate face, and the powerful flames and explosions only left a slight burn on his body. Although most of his skin was as fair and elastic as his face, every inch of muscle seemed to contain a strong explosive force, and it was obvious that Ling Xiaozhi had worked his body.

"Uh...... My head hurts......"

It was at this time that a low groan came into the ears of Ling Xiaozhi and the others from somewhere, Ling Xiaozhi subconsciously looked behind him, and Ye Chaoxiao, who was originally thrown to the ground, had already opened his eyes and stood up from the ground in a daze. He had just undergone a major mental test, and he had not fully recovered, and suddenly, a warm but powerful palm gently touched his back, Ye Chaoxiao felt a gentle force spreading in his body, and he felt that his physical condition was much better in an instant. He turned around, and suddenly saw a familiar figure—

"Ren...... Why are you here?"

Ye Chaoxiao was taken aback by Ren Pingsheng, who suddenly appeared, and asked a little overwhelmed.

"I was a little injured and mentally weakened, but I was able to recover after a few days of rest. Ren Pingsheng took his palm away, showed the same gentle smile as before, looked at Ye Chaoxiao, who was surprised and even a little frightened, and said softly:

"It's just to go out shopping with you Senior Ling Xiaozhi, but you, who are about to have a big competition, actually let yourself be injured - take a good rest, by the way, take a look at your Senior Ling's battle, maybe it will give you some insight." ”

"Senior Ling Xiaozhi?" Ye Chaoxiao muttered a little puzzled, his eyes tilted to the other side, and he saw a silver-haired young man with an upper body* standing not far from him, turning his head and looking at him with a playful face. This person he remembered that it was Senior Ling who had met on the day he was attacked in Qizhong Academy, and he knew a little bit about the gossip news at the beginning, this senior in front of him who looked 'amiable' was the once famous 'Black King' in the inner courtyard!

"Oh, the junior brother woke up, it's too small, it's not suitable to see the bloody picture, I'm really sorry, I can't die with the wind. Looking at Ye Chaoxiao, Ling Xiaozhi's lips moved slightly, and he muttered to himself, then turned around and looked at the remaining five Xuanyang Sect disciples standing in place, his heart moved, and his whole body was wrapped in a mysterious golden light, and he said while sneering:

"Be a little more serious, let's go together. ”

"Boy, don't be too arrogant! Eat me, Yan Gang slash!"

The Xuanyangmen team, which originally felt despair because their teammates were killed in seconds, was angered by Ling Xiaozhi's words in an instant, only to see that one of the fifth-rank battle guards with the highest cultivation pulled out a long sword from his waist, and the battle qi surged wildly, and a high-temperature flame attached to the blade, he stepped violently, and a burning giant sword phantom smashed towards Ling Xiaozhi. Ling Xiaozhi did not choose to dodge like before, without any intention of dodging, his right hand quickly stretched out, the sword shadow dissipated, and the long sword in the hand of the Xuanyangmen guard was immediately pinched by Ling Xiaozhi, and the flame on the blade was quickly annihilated by the golden light on Ling Xiaozhi's body.

"I have a friend who is much better at using a sword than you. ”

"It's now, Flame Prison Cage!"

Ling Xiaozhi looked at the man in front of him with mockery, only to see that it was sweating profusely, and its facial features were twisted together, and while speaking, the palm of his hand was slightly forced, and the long sword that looked extremely sharp was actually crushed by Ling Xiaozhi with pure force. However, at this time, the man, whose momentum had been completely suppressed, suddenly burst out of powerful flames around his body, he spat out a mouthful of essence blood, and the high-temperature flames immediately formed a huge cage, enveloping both him and Ling Xiaozhi in it. Ling Xiaozhi felt a little wrong, the golden light on his body converged towards his right arm, and a punch hit the man's chest, that punch contained unimaginable terrifying power, directly shattering the heart through the flesh and blood, killing with one blow, but the flame cage only trembled a little and was not broken. Seeing this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, the remaining Xuanyang Sect disciples took out their weapons one after another, blessed with essence blood, and one after another powerful fire attribute energy burst out in this open space, carrying a powerful momentum towards Ling Xiaozhi.

In the face of this powerful aura, Ling Xiaozhi's expression was a little dignified, although the actual combat strength of these few people was not very good, but the combination of strength and the burning essence and blood, it would be a bit troublesome if such an attack was directly connected. He glanced at Ren Pingsheng, who was standing motionless in place, hesitated in his eyes for a moment and immediately made a decision, turned his head and didn't even change much in his posture, he gently raised his right hand, and pointed at the four figures rushing towards him in the shape of a sword finger, and said silently:

"Knowing its male, and guarding its female, is for the world's stream. ”

"The Divine Creek of the World Refers to-"

"It's so strong, it's just, one finger, and it's all wiped out?"

Ye Chaoxiao's eyes were glazed, he almost couldn't believe what he was seeing in front of him, when the five Xuanyang Gate people all let go of their momentum, the powerful power superimposed by the five battle guards was about to suffocate him for a while, but such a powerful force was torn apart by an even more powerful force, and even, directly destroyed the bodies of the five battle guards behind him to the point that there was not even any residue left. And the source of this more powerful power is nothing else, just from the young man in front of him who should be called a senior-

One finger.