"Song Tianxing, is this the unknown junior you said yesterday? It just so happens that today Chen supports your Song family and kills this son, which can be regarded as helping your Song family. ”

Yesterday, Chen Lao heard about this incident, but he didn't expect to be able to meet the initiator today.

A junior in Longjiang City, who killed the young master of the Song family in Longhua City, came to Longhua City today.

Sure enough, it's arrogant.

"Old Chen, don't worry, since I saw him today, I, Song Tianxing, want to find justice for Chu Sheng. ”

Song Chusheng's heart was horizontal.

offended Ling Hao and got on the big ship of the Chen family, and the Song family will definitely be able to soar in the future.

Become a real fractional family in Longhua City.

Ling Hao alone, how powerful is their Song family in Longhua City, and can a junior still turn the sky upside down?

The ancestor has been staying at home for decades, and his courage has become smaller.

Today, with Chen Lao pressing the formation, he really wants to be in the limelight.

Perhaps, after killing the young man in front of him, the position of the head of the Song family will become his Song Tianxing.

With a clear mind, Song Tianxing's expression was gloomy: "Boy, don't think that if you have good talent, you can have no scruples, now Song will give you another chance to apologize to Old Chen." ”

"Return the scimitar of my ancestor of the Song family, and then chop off your arms, and Song will give you a good time. ”

He scolded him, and the phone in his hand had been quietly dialed out.

With the strength that Ling Hao showed, if he didn't have a helper, he would definitely lose face in front of Chen Lao.

Now the person who can sanction Ling Hao, except for the ancestor of the family, is a super special policeman.

Their Song family has a weighty position in the Longhua City Special Police Department.

"Noise, get on your knees. ”

The middle-aged words of the surname Song made Ling Hao's eyes cold, and with a flick of his fingers, a bullet-like internal strength "poof" shot on the knee of the middle-aged man surnamed Song.

Click!

The kneecap shattered suddenly, and a sharp pain that pierced the heart had just been transmitted to his brain, and the middle-aged man surnamed Song had already knelt in front of Ling Hao with weak legs.

His legs were broken, and the middle-aged man surnamed Song looked shocked and painful.

"It's just a simple flick of the fingers, and it can be so domineering, this son can't be easily offended. ”

The middle-aged man surnamed Tian had been silent for a while, and a cold sweat appeared behind him when he saw this scene.

He and Song Tianxing were half a catty, and Song Tianxing was easily broken by Ling Hao, which was far beyond his understanding of Ling Hao.

"Long Jiang, Master Ling, lives up to his name. ”

The middle-aged man surnamed Tian thought secretly in his heart, and did not rush to do it.

It is best that the people of the Song family have no combat effectiveness, and it is never too late for the people of their Tian family to do it again.

"Hmph, it's just a small skill of carving insects, and it's not worth mentioning in front of someone Chen. ”

"Song Tianxing, your Song family is really useless, you can't even clean up a junior. ”

The old man surnamed Chen snorted coldly, his palm flipped slightly, and the majestic Xuan Gong swam in his palm, slapping at Ling Hao like thunder.

"This is the Thunder Palm, the Chen family's superior martial arts, boy, it is your blessing to be able to die under the Thunder Palm. ”

Thunderclap!

Hearing Old Chen's words, everyone present was shocked.

The Kyoto Chen family's Thunder Palm is extremely famous in the entire martial arts world.

One palm thunders, two palms thunder.

Chen Lao is even a master of the ninth layer of the Yuan Shen Realm, and he is only one step away from reaching the Tribulation Realm.

The distance between Ling Hao and Chen Lao was close at hand.

The thunder came out, and Ling Hao didn't have any chance to dodge at all.

"This is the superior martial art?"

Ling Hao replied contemptuously, motionless under his feet, letting the thunderous palm slap on his chest.

"Ling Hao!"

Han Yeshuang was shocked, she had heard of the prestige of the Thunder Palm, and it was extremely powerful.

Although Chen Lao's attack was very sudden, Ling Hao's body was also unpredictable, and Han Yeshuang knew that Ling Hao could dodge.

But Ling Hao not only didn't dodge, but let his palm slap on his chest.

Burst!

The palm wind burst in Ling Hao's chest, and an extremely strong lightning current instantly appeared in the room, and all the electrical appliances in the room instantly failed.

A brilliant electric curtain overwhelmed Ling Hao in an instant.

The middle-aged surnamed Tian and Song Tianxing and others were all shocked.

This is the power of the thunder palm, and along with the thunder, it is all powerful.

Tang Mingzhi and Shangguan Hai stood in the distance with pale faces.

If this palm is slapped on them, they will surely die.

Although Ling Hao is strong, why don't he avoid it, does he really not care?

"Don't worry, Elder Ling will never be fine. ”

Nie Hu sneered, if Elder Ling died like this, then how did he kill the power of the Tribulation Realm in the first place.

To put it simply, Ling Hao could easily kill the power of the Tribulation Realm.

You, a master who can't even cross the tribulation realm, want to hurt Ling Hao with one palm, is it possible!

"Thunderclap, but that's it. ”

Suddenly, an indifferent voice appeared, and Ling Hao's figure under the electric curtain slowly appeared, and his palm slapped on the electric screen at will.

The electric curtain shattered abruptly, becoming a swimming dragon and disappearing into the air.

Ling Hao was unharmed.

"How is that possible?"

Old Chen's eyes shrank, and his figure suddenly took more than ten steps back, staring at Ling Hao in disbelief.

He could see that Ling Hao really hadn't been hurt in any way.

The Thunder Palm is his stunt, and he has already cultivated to the realm of Dacheng.

Among the masters of the Yuan Shen Realm, there are absolutely very few who can resist the thunderous palm, and even if they resist, they will either die or be injured.

But Ling Hao not only resisted, but also unharmed.

"Boy, you have a defensive magic weapon on you. ”

Chen Lao suddenly thought of something, and immediately relieved: "But that magic weapon can only resist the power of Chen's palm, I'm afraid it has been shattered." ”

Defensive magic weapons?

Hearing this, all the people present showed a look of surprise.

If there is no defensive thing on the body, can a person who has been hit by a thunderclap still live?

However, the young man in front of him was not only talented and powerful, but he also had a defensive magic weapon on his body.

The identity of this teenager is probably not so simple.

"Let's just think that Ling has a defensive magic weapon. Ling Hao didn't bother to explain, and swept over Chen Lao coldly: "Your palm is in the past, and now it's time for Ling to attack." ”

"Hopefully, with your old bones, you can resist Ling's finger. ”

When the words fell, Ling Hao shook his palm, and a silver thunder appeared on his thumb.

"Your martial art is called Thunder Palm, and my move is called Thundercloud Finger. Don't try to fight with your body, but you'll be burned into a black charcoal chicken. ”

The implication is that the thunderclap is garbage, and it cannot be compared with the power of the thundercloud finger.

...

Thundercloud fingers!

Those present had never heard of such a martial art.

What thunderclouds mean, it should be to disgust Chen Lao deliberately changed his name.

It's just that there is indeed a thunderbolt on Ling Hao's thumb.

As soon as the thunder appeared, the sky outside seemed to be faintly darkened, as if there were patches of thunderclouds condensed overhead.

"This is a spell, not a martial art!"

Others couldn't see it, but Chen Lao could see it clearly.

Although the thunder palm has the word thunder, it is just a thunder simulated with internal strength.

But between Ling Hao's fingers, it was real thunder.

Like thunder and lightning intercepted from above the nine heavens, it makes people's hearts tremble.

Magic!

Hearing this, the middle-aged surnamed Tian and Song Tianxing, as well as the people they brought, were shocked.

After a short moment, they were already numb with shock.

Reality fights the thunder palm with his body, has a defensive magic weapon on his body, and now he can spell again.

This special code is a guy full of treasures.

I don't know which martial arts family it's a child of.

"Go ahead, disinfect this old stray hair. ”

Ling Hao smiled contemptuously.

Thundercloud refers to the low-level magic of the Heavenly Dragon Continent, which is condensed into thunder with Xuan Gong, and if the mana is enough, the thunder of the Nine Heavens can be condensed.

It's just that Ling Hao is powerless now, and his realm is low.

It's not easy to condense a finger.