Chapter Twenty-Three: The Twelve Elders

Chapter 23

Lin Hao looked at Zheng Sha's palm, his toes clicked slightly, and the whole person fell backwards. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

The ground where Lin Hao was originally standing actually appeared a circle of depressions. Lin Hao smacked his lips, his body had changed greatly since the fusion of the Xuanhuang Vein, and his body, which was originally just comparable to that of an ordinary martial artist, had become much tougher and stronger since the fusion of the Xuanhuang Vein.

There was an astonishing power hidden in the thin body, and although he could no longer completely rely on the Xuanhuang Vein to control the land, he could feel a steady stream of power pouring into his body when he stood on the ground.

I have the illusion that as long as I stand on the ground, I have endless power and can fight forever!

Shaking his head, Lin Hao clenched his fists and went towards Zheng Xu's counterattack!

Zheng Sha Cymbal was originally a little distracted, and a little ghost actually escaped from under his palm. Now seeing that Lin Hao dared to counterattack him, Zheng Xu's eyes showed a trace of coldness, and he waved his palm at Lin Hao again.

"Earthshattering Palm!"

The dark green Xuan Qi gathered in the palm of the palm, and slowly turned into a dark green bead in the palm, and the Xuan Qi rolled in it, releasing a violent breath.

Lin Hao's face remained unchanged, and his eyes revealed a resolute look.

Peng!

Lin Hao was the first to be slapped by Zheng Sha's palm! The clothes on his back were blown apart, Lin Hao let out a muffled snort, and then his body shook slightly, and the strange brilliance flashed away from his body.

Most of the Xuan Qi between Zheng Sha's palm and Lin Hao's body contact quietly dissipated, and it attacked Lin Hao's body from Zheng Sha's palm. Most of the Xuan Qi that had dissipated was raging in Lin Hao's body, and it was difficult to affect Lin Hao's current strong body.

Lin Hao used his Xuan Qi to brutally force Zheng Sha's dark green Xuan Qi out of his body. Lin Hao's expression changed for a while, and the immeasurable phantom body finally showed its effect for the first time.

At the same time, Lin Hao punched Zheng Sha Chalm.

"Hehe......" A chuckle came from Zheng Sha's mouth, "Dare to rush up with this bit of strength, stupid!"

Lin Hao raised his head and showed a bright smile at Zheng Sha C, and opened his fist against Zheng Sha Chalb's abdomen: "Explosion!"

The feet are huge, and the figure retreats in a flash.

"Boom!"

A loud explosion rang out, shaking the ground. The air waves surged, sweeping away in all directions, and the herbs blowing were in a mess.

Lin Hao stood in the distance, his clothes were blown by the air waves, staring at the center of the explosion with a solemn expression.

The disciples of the Four Poison Sect were all swept to the ground by the qi wave, and only one of the remaining guards could still stand still. Many Five Poison Sect disciples got up and looked at where Zheng Xuyi was with complicated expressions, completely losing the madness just now, and actually stopped attacking the three guards.

"Ahem......" The smoke cleared, and Zheng Xucheng struggled to stand up. The whole person was blown up by the wind and fire, and none of them were intact, and his clothes were torn and blackened by smoke and dust.

"Forget that you kid is still pinching the wind and fire!" Zheng Xushu clenched his fist in front of his lips and coughed violently, "Little ghost, you will die for me!"

Raising his sleeves and completely blowing up, his arms that were full of scars and bleeding, Zheng Xu's cymbal was surging, and he blasted towards Lin Hao with a crazy face.

Countless palm shadows shrouded Lin Hao.

Lin Hao's eyes froze, and he went up against Zheng Sha's attack! I saw Lin Hao strike out with both palms, standing still under this attack like a torrential rain, and taking all the attacks.

After Zheng Sha stopped the offensive, Lin Hao breathed a sigh of relief and secretly swung his trembling palm behind him.

"Impossible! This is impossible......" Zheng Xucheng looked at Lin Hao, who was intact and relaxed, and said in disbelief: "How can you be fine! You're just a martial artist!"

Zheng Xushu gushed out a mouthful of blood, and his expression was crazy.

"Five Poisonous Palms!"

Zheng Xu's eyes were red, and the dark green Xuan Qi wrapped his palms, and two sounds of breaking the air came towards Lin Hao.

Lin Hao wrinkled his little face and clenched his fists. There was a sore pain between his arms, and Lin Hao raised his fists to meet his palms.

Boom!

The fists and palms slammed together, and the dark green Xuan Qi climbed along Lin Hao's fists and wrapped Lin Hao.

"Drink!"

Lin Hao shouted, and the Xuan Qi in his body was pressed to the limit. The handsome little face quickly turned red, and his face was solemn.

"Yikes!"

The immeasurable phantom body flickered wildly, and the endless dark green Xuan Qi quickly dissipated after attacking Lin Hao's body. The remaining small part of the dark green Xuan Qi confronted Lin Hao's Xuan Qi and consumed it.

Rumble!

The two separated, and Zheng took three steps back and stomped three footprints on the ground. Lin Hao stepped on the ground with both feet and slid behind him, leaving scratches of more than ten meters.

"Cough ......" Zheng Xushu covered his mouth with his palm, and blood kept flowing out.

The serious injuries that were blown up by the wind and fire cracker bombs had the violent use of Xuan Qi, and Zheng Xu's body was already seriously damaged.

"Why? You are obviously just a martial artist, how can you stop my mystical skills!" Zheng Xu's eyes stared at Lin Hao, and he shouted unwillingly.

Raising his hands to make deep marks, his feet were numb and unconscious by the shock, Lin Hao sat on the ground and gasped.

The little face looked anxious. "Why haven't the Twelve Elders come yet! If I don't come again, I'll really be finished! If this Zheng Xushu attacks again, I really can't stop it! No matter how strong the Infinite Phantom Body is, it can't completely ignore the Martial King's Xuan Qi, and I don't have the Xuan Qi to dissolve it anymore. Although my body is strong, I can't let the Martial King's Xuan Qi rage!" Lin Hao thought in his heart.

"Talented!" After hearing Zheng Sha's shout, Lin Hao said casually without care.

And after the disciples of the Five Poisons Sect saw that Zheng Sha was still alive, they had already fought fiercely with the two noble young men again.

"Kill this little ghost for me!"

Hearing Zheng Sha's order, several people immediately walked towards Lin Hao. Lin Hao pursed his lips, these martial artists didn't care about their bodies at all, and they couldn't kill themselves even if they attacked. His body is extremely tough, far surpassing that of martial artists, and he is afraid that he can be regarded as strong among military generals. And the Xuan Qi doesn't matter, with the effect of the immeasurable phantom body, only the Xuan Qi above the Martial King can cause damage to himself, and the Xuan Qi below the Martial King attacking himself is simply sinking into the sea, and he can't turn up the slightest wave, and he will be completely dissolved by the immeasurable phantom body.

A few people waved their palms and were about to knock it down.

Rumble!

There was a tremor on the ground, and in the midst of the surging air, a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi slowly walked out.

"Elder Twelve, why are you here!" Lin Hao exclaimed after seeing the figure clearly, "If you are any later, I really won't be able to hold on." ”

"You stinky boy, you won't stop anywhere. The Twelve Elders smiled at Lin Hao and scolded.

Lin Hao pursed his lips and rolled his eyes at the Twelve Elders. Can I blame me? I just happened to do me a favor. Lin Hao complained silently.

PS: Speaking of the Yanyang family, that's how I designed it. Family elders over the age of 50 will choose to cultivate, or travel on the mainland. In short, it will be replaced by the younger generation. And the six elders and others are now in their 30s. The words of the patriarch are passed down by the main line, as long as the father passes them on to the son, regardless of age.

Let's collect it. I can't bear to look at the poor grades