Ma Jingtao's eyes erupted with a terrifying killing intent, like a Shura who came out of the sea of blood in the mountain of corpses, and the people around him who were weak in cultivation were directly stunned by this terrifying momentum.

The momentum pressed towards Wu Lingtian, and Wu Lingtian's weak body was like a flat boat, rippling in the sea of blood.

He stood proudly, like a giant peak, no matter how terrifying the opponent's momentum was, he couldn't shake him in the slightest.

"Seven Killing Punches. Ma Jingtao burst into a shout, and did not leave his hand because Wu Lingtian was a child, he attacked with all his strength, and with a punch, the fist mark formed by the condensed murderous aura attacked Wu Lingtian.

Wu Lingtian's face was calm, not affected by the murderous aura in the slightest, and he raised his hand to punch out.

A dragon-shaped fist mark shattered the murderous fist mark like a withering and decaying one.

Ma Jingtao's condensed momentum was suppressed at once, and the dragon-shaped fist mark was unabated, bombarding him.

"Break!" Ma Jingtao met him with a punch, and his fist hit the dragon-shaped fist mark.

Whew, wow...

He took five steps back in a row, and instantly fell into the downwind.

"How is that possible?"

The people watching the battle around gasped, they couldn't believe that Blood Yama would be defeated by a five-year-old child with one move, and their eyes were full of horror when they looked at Wu Lingtian, as if they were looking at a monster.

Indeed, in their eyes, Wu Lingtian at this time was simply a monster.

Because no one has ever had such terrible power at the age of five, not even the so-called geniuses.

And compared to those so-called geniuses and Wu Lingtian, it was simply the gap between mortals and heavenly gods, so they were geniuses who were all lifting them up.

In the attic, Zhuge Xiaotian also kept snorting cold air in his heart, looked at Wu Lingtian, and said with a wry smile in his heart: "I reached the late stage of body refining at the age of twenty, which can be called a genius, but compared to him, I have simply lived to a dog over the years, where did this kid come from, he is only five years old! ”

He couldn't imagine that at the age of five, he had the strength of a late-stage body refiner, even if he started cultivating in his mother's womb, it would be impossible to reach this level, unless it was the descendants of those cultivators.

"Seven Kills, Seven Kills, Shura Kill" Ma Jingtao was furious, and a bloody aura erupted from his body, like a Shura crawling out of a sea of blood.

His original eight-foot body skyrocketed to nine feet, like a little giant.

Wu Lingtian stood in front of him, only knee-level with him.

"I heard that the Blood Yama cultivated the Seven Killing Fist to the highest level of the seventh kill, Shura Kill, sure enough, he was simply born to kill, so terrifying. ”

"After performing the seventh kill, he already has the combat power to fight with the half-step mortal monk, and that kid is in danger. ”

"I don't think you see the calm on the child's face? ”

"It's really worth the trip to be able to see such a strong battle!"

Everyone stared at the two of them intently, as if they would miss the most exciting battle in the blink of an eye, and they didn't dare to slack off in the slightest.

"Half-step transformation of mortal combat power, I really didn't look away. From the first time he saw Ma Jingtao, Wu Lingtian was sure that this person had the ability to fight him.

Now his strength, in the late stage of the Ninth Layer of Body Refining, he can no longer exert his full strength, and only a powerhouse in the half-step Transformation Realm can let him go and fight.

Ma Jingtao raised his strength to the peak, and his strength broke through the limit of 9,000 catties of strength in the refining realm, reaching 9,800 catties of huge strength.

Even if it is a half-step mortal cultivator, the strongest strength is only nine thousand nine hundred catties, and it is impossible to exceed ten thousand catties.

Only the strength of the mortal cultivator can exceed the power of ten thousand catties.

However, Wu Lingtian was a freak, his physical strength combined with the power of his true qi could reach a huge strength of 14,000 catties, which was terrifying.

"Haha。。。。。 , that's power. Ma Jingtao looked up to the sky and smiled, his eyes looked directly at Wu Lingtian, and said wildly: "Boy, you are destined to die under my fist, give me death." ”

He smashed his fist towards Wu Lingtian's head, and under the terrifying force, the air was pressed into a roaring sound.

Wu Lingtian gathered half of his true qi in the palm of his right palm and pushed it out.

The nine palm prints converged into one palm, and the huge palm prints pushed out horizontally.

Rumble!

Ma Jingtao was directly hit by the palm print, and his huge body flew out directly, only to see a huge palm print appear on the wall of the restaurant.

After this palm, Wu Lingtian felt a little weak.

The Dragon Descending Infinite Palm is infinitely powerful, but it is his mastery at the bottom of the box.

However, he only played out nine palm prints, only consuming half of his true qi, if he used all his strength to exert ten palm prints, the power would be even greater, but the true qi in his body would also be exhausted, and once he encountered a strong enemy, he could only be slaughtered by others.

Everyone left the restaurant and appeared on the street, and at this time the street was surrounded by many people, all of whom looked at Ma Jingtao in horror.

"Isn't this the blood of the City Lord's Mansion and the Storm of Rome? Who killed him, isn't he afraid of offending the City Lord Ma Shocking Heaven?"

"Blood Yama is a strong man in the late stage of body refining, I heard that once he casts the seventh kill of the Seven Killing Fist, he will have the strength to fight with the half-step Mortal Cultivator, who has such strength and can kill him. ”

Many people don't know about the big battle that took place in the restaurant, but the people in the restaurant witnessed the battle just now.

"Blood Yama is dead, and that kid actually killed him with one palm, monster, what a monster. ”

"Child, what child? Could it be that Blood Yama was killed by a child, how is this possible?"

"Yes, are you dazzled, I don't think it's a child, I'm afraid it's a child dressed as an old monster! After all, those monks with great powers can't look at it with ordinary eyes. ”

Those who didn't see the battle of the restaurant naturally didn't believe such nonsense, even if it was a half-step powerhouse, they might not be able to kill Ma Jingtao easily, let alone a child.

Everyone was willing to believe that the so-called child was a terrible monk, and only a monk who had transformed himself could easily kill a strong man who had lost half a step.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way. There was a soft shout.

Everyone looked at it at a glance and saw Zhuge Xiaotian, and hurriedly made a way.

Zhuge Xiaotian stood in front of Ma Jingtao, his eyes flashing with horror, "It's such a terrible palm power, one palm will destroy all vitality, I'm afraid it has more than 12,000 jin of power." ”

"That kid was an extraordinary man, a man of God. ”

If he knew that Wu Lingtian had only used seventy percent of his strength, he would probably be even more shocked.

When he returned to the restaurant again, Wu Lingtian was already gone.

"Tell me to go down and find out where the child is, and remember not to offend, and report it to me as soon as I find it." He commanded his men, solemnly.

"Yes, Commander. His men immediately left to find Wu Lingtian's whereabouts.

"Ma shocking, this child is not something you can offend, but unfortunately, you offended him and doomed you to a tragic fate. Zhuge Xiaotian's eyes flashed with essence, after seeing Wu Lingtian's terrible, he had already predicted Ma Lingtian's fate.

It would be a nightmare to go against someone with unlimited potential and even a terrible force behind them.

At this time, Wu Lingtian left the Barren City on a horse and headed towards the Demon Beast Forest.

"Boy, it's really wishful thinking to kill someone and still want to leave. A cold voice came from behind him, and a powerful aura swept in.

"Drive. His face was solemn, and he slapped the horse's buttocks, and the horse neighed in pain, and his speed suddenly increased.

A figure descended from the sky and fell miles away from Wu Lingtian.

This person is the city lord of the Barren City, and the horse is shocking.

After learning that Ma Jingtao died at the hands of Wu Lingtian, he realized what a terrible existence he had provoked, such a person, he had to strangle it in the cradle and hunt down Wu Lingtian himself.

The reason why the Monk is called Mortal is because it has the ability to surpass mortals and is able to fly in the sky.

Looking at the direction in which Wu Lingtian had fled, he sneered, "Do you think that by escaping into the Demon Beast Forest, you will be able to escape from the palm of my hand?"

He soared into the air and chased after him.

After all, the speed of the horse was limited, and it was not comparable to the speed of the Mortal Cultivator, and the horse was shocking and blocked Wu Lingtian's way.

Wu Lingtian stared at Ma Jingtian, there was a solemnity in his eyes that he had never seen before, flying in the sky was the sign of a mortal monk, although he was arrogant, he was not blind, knowing that with his current cultivation, he was definitely not the opponent of a mortal monk.

"Son, only you are willing to surrender to me, for you to kill my son and kill my brother, I can not blame you in the past, and even cultivate you, with your talents, it is easy to become a mortal monk. Ma said in shock.

Although he wanted to kill Wu Lingtian, he wanted to subdue him even more.

Once he controls this extremely talented person, he will be able to dominate the Desolate City just around the corner.

Wu Lingtian sneered in his heart, he didn't expect that he killed the other party's son and younger brother, and the other party even wanted to subdue him, which showed that this person was extremely cold-blooded.

He said proudly: "Although I, Wu Lingtian, am a mortal, my heart is higher than the sky, and if you want me to surrender, you are also worthy." ”

A warrior can only die standing and never live on his knees.