"If you can survive my ten moves, even if you win!"

Ling Xiaozhi also deliberately mobilized a bit of battle qi at this point, and said it clearly, no matter who he was, they were surprised again, they all knew that Ling Xiaozhi's strength was very strong, after all, when he left Qizhong Academy to go out to practice a year ago, only Xiao Yihan in the inner courtyard could be compared to him, and no one knew what level he had reached a year later. It's just that Ying Tianyang is also a strong man on the list of kings of the inner court, after Dongfang Xinqiu announced his graduation, Ying Tianyang's position as the "king of guns" is only ranked behind the 'White Saint' Xiao Yihan and the 'Black King' Ling Xiaozhi, and in the face of such a strong enemy, Ling Xiaozhi actually claimed that he could easily defeat him with only ten moves, which is a bit too much.

"You, Ling Xiaozhi, are you underestimating me?"

"It's not to underestimate, in my opinion, you're worth these ten tricks at most. ”

"Rain of silver spears!"

"Good come, the first move, immeasurable hands, flower hands"

Ying Tianyang was wearing Yinglong chain mail, holding Yinglong's halberd, sprinting forward with a step, the spear in his hand waved rapidly, and suddenly dozens of gun shadows were shot, the gun was like a dragon, and each stab carried a domineering aura that seemed to be able to destroy everything, and it bombarded Ling Xiaozhi who was standing in place. Not to mention that Ying Tianyang is a member of the Wang Bang after all, and he really has some real skills, I don't know how skilled this spear is compared to Ying Tianzhong, and the shadow of the spear that is waved out is like a long dragon rushing out, which can be described as extremely fierce.

However, Ling Xiaozhi didn't use any weapons to resist, not even using both hands, just using one hand, seemingly powerless to resist everywhere, but every blow hit the weakness of this shot, and then used the skill of four or two thousand catties to push away this fierce attack. After dozens of attacks in a row, Ling Xiaozhi quickly found a weakness in the rain of gunshots, and still placed one hand on Ying Tianyang's chest with lightning speed, and a wicked smile rose at the corner of his mouth:

"The second move, immeasurable hands, through the arm meditation"

Ling Xiaozhi's seemingly weak palm suddenly erupted in Ying Tianyang's chest with an explosion-like strong palm force, and Ying Tianyang, who felt this palm force, quickly retreated, but it was too late, his body was instantly forced back by the fluctuations of the explosion, and fortunately, the Ying Long chain mail on his body was tough enough, otherwise he would have to be seriously injured by this sudden explosion. However, before Ying Tianyang could fully stand firm, Ling Xiaozhi strode forward, waving his hands, and one by one, a strong palm force stretched towards Ying Tianyang like a wave. Ying Tianyang gritted his teeth, his battle qi surged wildly, and he also burst out with a strong gun intent, wanting to compete with Ling Xiaozhi's palm wind, however, Ling Xiaozhi's palm power was much heavier and more powerful than he imagined, just a few strokes of collision, it shocked him to the tiger's mouth.

"Go on, the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth moves!"

Where did Ying Tianyang think that Ling Xiaozhi's palm power was so violent, even the Ying Dragon Halberd that he swung with all his strength was a little unbearable, and secretly thought that it was not good, so he quickly withdrew the Ying Dragon Halberd in his hand and retreated to the side, allowing himself to be out of Ling Xiaozhi's attack range all of a sudden. However, Ling Xiaozhi still didn't have the slightest intention of letting go of Ying Tianyang, and quickly sprinted up with an arrow step, Ying Tianyang saw that the situation was not good, gritted his teeth and burst out with all the battle qi, and the mighty battle qi condensed into a huge silver dragon, opening his bloody mouth and biting towards Ling Xiaozhi. However, at the moment when the silver dragon was about to touch Ling Xiaozhi, Ling Xiaozhi's figure disappeared without warning. This frightened Ying Tianyang hurriedly looked around, but Ling Xiaozhi's figure could not be seen everywhere, at this time, a terrible thought flashed in Ying Tianyang's mind, he quickly raised his head, and saw a palm print with a height of one person, carrying the terrifying momentum of Mount Tai rushing towards him!

"This is the seventh move, Immeasurable Hand, Prajna Seal!"

"Tiangang Dragon, Protection!"

Ying Tianyang is not a vegetarian, as a member of the inner courtyard Wang Bang, he naturally has his hole cards, facing the terrifying palm that is close at hand, Ying Tianyang stimulates his whole body of battle energy, and actually condenses a silver long dragon around his body, as soon as this long dragon appears, it has a strong coercion, and it actually resists the palm released by Ling Xiaozhi. The next moment, this silver long dragon actually let out a dragon roar, breaking the palm print of Mount Tai topping, and also pounced on Ling Xiaozhi above, Ling Xiaozhi saw that the situation was not good, and his body became as blurred as a mirror again, and what the silver long dragon hit was just an afterimage left by Ling Xiaozhi when he moved.

"Don't think the same trick can be played a second time, Heartshot Gun!"

"I don't think so, it's the eighth move!"

Ying Tianyang saw that Ling Xiaozhi had disappeared again, gritted his teeth, and then turned the head of the spear and stabbed it towards his back with all his might, that is, the moment he waved the spear, Ling Xiaozhi's figure also appeared in the void behind him, and the Ying Dragon halberd gun in his hand was like a dragon, carrying a strong domineering momentum towards Ling Xiaozhi's heart. However, Ling Xiaozhi seemed to have anticipated Ying Tianyang's movements, and naturally stretched out a hand and held the Ying Dragon Halberd in his hand, no matter how hard Ying Tianyang tried, the Ying Dragon Halberd couldn't move.

"You, look for death!

Ying Tianyang said ruthlessly, and as soon as his mind moved, the silver dragon that flew into the sky before immediately turned around, and in the direction of Ling Xiaozhi, opened his blood basin and pounced. The silver long dragon was cultivated and refined by Ying Tianyang using the secret method of the family, fusing the power of his own essence and blood, and the power can be described as quite unusual, the silver long dragon roared, exuding a domineering dragon might, even if it was separated by a distance of more than ten meters, the disciples of the inner and outer courtyards in the audience could feel the domineering aura, however, in the face of such a strong Ying Long, Ling Xiaozhi did not make any superfluous movements, just gently stretched out his other hand, and made a sword finger, facing the long dragon that was rushing towards him, and silently recited in his mouth——

"The ninth move, knowing it, keeping it, is for the world's stream!"

In the next second, Ling Xiaozhi's fingertips actually erupted with an incomparably terrifying finger, such a terror not only came from the powerful momentum, but also from the purity that was streamlined to the extreme, like a surging river falling from the sky, wanting to completely destroy everything in front of it. The seemingly majestic silver dragon was completely vulnerable in the face of such a command, and it only resisted for a moment before it was wiped out by Ling Xiaozhi's intent. Seeing that his silver dragon was easily wiped out by Ling Xiaozhi, Ying Tianyang was hit hard, and the breath of the whole person quickly withered, that silver dragon was cultivated by himself with his own essence and blood, and it was closely related to his own life, and if the silver dragon was destroyed, he would naturally be seriously injured.

"Don't try any more, you've lost. ”

Looking at Ying Tianyang's appearance, Ling Xiaozhi was very bored and let go of the Ying Dragon Halberd in his hand, and Ying Tianyang also knelt on the ground, although he was still unconvinced, but it was already obvious who would lose and who would win in this game, and everyone knew that Ying Tianyang lost, this was not an ordinary loss, but a complete failure.

"I ...... I didn't lose! I, I can't lose, Ling Xiaozhi, I'm going to kill you!"

Just as Ling Xiaozhi turned around and was about to leave, he suddenly heard Ying Tianyang's roar, he stood up with the injury of essence and blood, and spit out a mouthful of essence blood from his mouth, which happened to spray on the Ying Dragon Halberd in his hand, the original bright silver spear actually emitted a blood-red light, and Ying Tianyang's entire breath actually swept away the previous malaise, and the momentum was even stronger than the previous heyday. And he also took out more than a dozen pills from his storage ring, and swallowed them all in one go, among which there were those that treated external injuries, restored the battle qi, and even made the battle qi skyrocket, with the support of such a huge medicinal power, Ying Tianyang, who was originally only a fifth-stage battle guard, actually reached the peak of the eight-stage battle guard in a moment.

Not only that, on Ying Tianyang's side, a long dragon covered in blood-red light reappeared, compared to the previous one, this long dragon not only has a domineering momentum, but also has a strong killing intent. Ying Tianyang held the dragon halberd in his hand, shouted loudly, and slashed towards Ling Xiaozhi, who had his back to him, with a terrifying aura-

"Ling Xiaozhi, let's die. ”

"I'm annoyed, is it true that the traditional virtue of your Ying family is to take drugs, in that case, I won't show mercy to my subordinates, the tenth trick-"