Volume 1, Wandering Three Thousand Miles Chapter 31, the young patriarch shows his might

Chen Xiaobao woke up from his confusion, and his majestic fist greeted him like a spring breeze and rain. He adapts to the scene in front of him in the process, until his consciousness is completely returned, he also wants to understand the ins and outs of the matter, and he can finally fight back on his own.

Regardless of how we get here, the immediate crisis must be resolved. Otherwise, as a human sandbag, it will soon be discarded.

Chen Xiaobao fully adapted to the current body, performed the unicorn stunt, stretched out his hand and came first, grabbed the thick fist in front of him, and the whole person quickly retreated with the force of the fist forward, and then stood firmly on a flat martial arts training field.

A voice came from Chen Xiaobao's body, loud and deterrent, "Arrogant, do you really think that I Lei Ming is muddy?"

Chen Xiaobao sent out his state at the moment, his soul was attached to the body of Lei Ming's young patriarch, and he could feel Lei Ming's heartbeat. Through Lei Ming's body, he could hear the sound of the entire martial arts training field, and he could also feel the warm wind of spring.

The feeling this time was so real, more real than what I had felt in my previous dreams. If you have to describe it, the three years in the previous dream were just soul crossing, but this time it was the soul and body that crossed into Lei Ming's body together. Chen Xiaobao suddenly understood the strength of this so-called 'Nine Heavens Road' test mission.

An arrogant and deep voice sounded, and there was some disdain in his tone, "Haha, anyone can say big things!" Just now, at this Spring Festival ceremony, I brutally beat up the supreme genius of your Qilin Thunder Clan, just like beating a dog to death, which was witnessed by all the seniors present. All can witness. I don't need to say big things when I'm arrogant, my strength is the best proof!"

A thunderous shout sounded from below the fighting arena, "The arrogant young patriarch is right! ”

Someone is echoing, "It's just that a declining ancient clan really thinks it can be on an equal footing with us!"

"Hahaha!"

Thunderous laughter rang out from above the arena. They have this self-confidence because of the excellent performance of the arrogant young patriarch before. This Lei Ming young patriarch is the last hope of the Qilin Thunder Clan, as long as he defeats him, he can completely trample the Qilin Thunder Clan under his feet.

Some of the men in the cyan leather robes had ugly faces and glared angrily at the barbarian boys in the black robes. Some of the grumpy ones are going up to duel with the barbarian boys who are talking wildly. They are a barbarian ancient race, they are all straight, and they can't stand this kind of insult the most.

Lei Lingyun frowned, he understood the aggrieved feelings of the clansmen. But this is the Spring Festival, and they can't afford to make trouble. Lei Lingyun stretched out his hand to exude an invisible field, suppressing the impulsive clansmen, and he said in a cold voice, "What are you doing? This is the Spring Festival, and you can't be allowed to make trouble! Your actions will bring endless disasters to our clan!"

Many of the Qilin Thunder Clan clansmen were so angry that they said in a pleading tone, "But Patriarch, look at what they say, I can't help it! I'd rather give up my life than be insulted by this."

Lei Lingyun glared angrily, but in the face of such enthusiasm, he couldn't bear to be punished. I could only say a little decadently, "Hey, I understand your feelings. It's also that I, Lei Lingyun, am incompetent, and I can't save my Qilin Thunder Clan in ruin. ”

The Qilin Thunder Clan teenagers were also decadent, they also knew that it was not easy for the patriarch, so they could only temporarily suppress the resentment in their hearts, and in turn comforted Lei Lingyun, "It's not to blame the patriarch, if it weren't for the heavy losses of my clan to fight against the demon clan, my Qilin Thunder Clan wouldn't have been able to be bullied by a small clan like the barbarian!"

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

A decadent aura suddenly filled the crowd, and a sense of powerlessness filled the bodies of the Qilin Thunder Clan teenagers.

Lei Lingyun could feel this aura, and he knew that he had to give hope to his clansmen, and he couldn't let them be so decadent. He opened his mouth and said, "Don't be discouraged, I, the Qilin Thunder Clan, am the master of this wasteland, and there will be a day when I will regain my glory. I think this turning point is in this spring festival, and it is on Lei Ming!"

Lei Lingyun's words made many people suspicious. But they saw with their own eyes that they had just put down Lei Ming with a brutal move, which was extremely crisp and did not drag the mud and water at all.

The clansmen of the Qilin Thunder Clan were skeptical, "Patriarch, is this true?" But just now, the young patriarch of Lei Ming couldn't parry the brutal attack at all, it was not at all a level!"

Lei Lingyun said categorically, "Really, it's different, I can feel that Ming'er is different now!"

At first, Lei Lingyun was just casually comforting the clansmen, but suddenly a breath attracted him, and he felt that there was a momentum on Lei Ming's body that was slowly increasing. As a consummate existence of the Heavenly God Realm, he could feel the slightest sense of oppression on Lei Ming. Lei Lingyun guessed that Lei Ming should have awakened some kind of ancestral bloodline in order to exude such a strong coercion.

There was chaos in the martial arts arena, and he was very satisfied, and laughed at Lei Ming, "Look, my clan is talking about driving you Qilin Thunder Clan out of the Wasteland Ancient Clan! I see that my good people will do it to the end, so let your Qilin Thunder Clan roll out of the Wasteland Ancient Clan in my hands! Hahaha! I am arrogant and arrogant, when I step on the bones of the Qilin Thunder Clan, I will rise in this spring festival until I am wild together!"

For the arrogant provocation, Lei Ming was very calm. He let go of his arrogant fist, stretched out his palm, and made a gesture of praise, then turned his thumb down, and said in a loud voice, "For a waste like you, I can only be short-sighted and say these whimsical and unrealistic words! My Qilin Thunder Clan used to be the master of the wasteland, and I am and will be in the future! You are a clown who jumps off the beam, I can solve it with one hand!"

Lei Ming's words did not have a positive effect, and for a while, the entire battlefield was filled with mocking voices

"Huh~~~ Don't be ashamed!"

"The defeated subordinates of the arrogant young patriarch are so angry!"

"The Qilin Thunder Clan is not very capable, only bragging about it!"

He was furious when he heard this, he didn't want to waste his tongue anymore, he wanted to crush every bone in Lei Ming's body, and make him regret his arrogant words. He yelled, "Sharp-toothed stinky boy, let me brutally rip off all your white teeth one by one, and see how strong your tongue is." Boom!"

The brutal face was full of hideousness, and he ran forward with great strides, and the big fist of the casserole emitted a black light, full of the aura of destruction.

Lei Ming seemed to be strolling leisurely on the martial arts arena, and his arrogant and domineering attacks couldn't even touch his clothes. Lei Ming's words seemed to have some effect, at least now he was not as powerless as before, and the boos on the battlefield gradually weakened.

The sudden change caught the arrogance a little off guard, he was very anxious, he said the big words just now, and now he can't even touch the other party's clothes, which is a very shameful face.

In a hurry, he arrogantly cast a secret method and roared, "The ancestor has manifested his spirit, his law is supernatural, and he has three heads and six arms!"

I saw that the brutal body was rapidly growing larger at a speed visible to the naked eye, until it became three zhang in size, with two arms on the top and bottom of the arms, and two more heads on the left and right sides of the skull.

For a while, the martial arts arena in the nine-zhang square circle was almost occupied by the arrogant, and Lei Ming seemed to have nowhere to hide, becoming a lamb to be slaughtered in the hands of the arrogant!

For the changes in himself, he was very satisfied, and beat his body with two arms, letting out a hearty roar, "Roar! I have awakened the Ancestor Battle Law Body, Lei Ming, see what you use to fight me! Come and die!"

The arrogant and huge fist attacked the martial arts arena like a meteorite outside the sky. The entire martial arts arena was full of brutal fist shadows, and there was no trace of a safe venue.

Although Lei Ming's body can move quickly at this moment, it is useless in the face of brutal all-round coverage attacks!

The six arms of the arrogant quickly slammed on the fighting platform, making a roaring sound.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

If you don't have to lose more, Lei Ming's quickly dodged body, after all, he didn't dodge the brutal attack, and was directly smashed on the top of his head by a huge fist, smashing others into the ground of the martial arts arena.

The brutality was unforgiving, and six mighty fists, with huge and dense fist shadows, fell down quickly. Arrogant and confident, with this powerful attack, he will definitely be able to knock the ants in front of him into pulp.

"Good!"

A roar rang out from under the arena. The brutal and furious attack method conquered many people, and people couldn't help but howl.

The teenagers of the Qilin Thunder Clan watched Lei Ming leisurely dodge the brutal attack, and a glimmer of hope slowly rose from their hearts. But the development of things later caught them off guard, and they were a little dumbfounded and watched the tragic battle situation in the fighting arena. The flame of hope that they had just raised was extinguished by the ruthless reality!

Suddenly, someone from the Qilin Thunder Clan discovered something and shouted, "No, you see, there is a change in the martial arts arena!"

The teenagers of the Qilin Thunder Clan turned their eyes to look at the martial arts arena, and a scene that shocked them for life was revealed.

There was a sudden change in the dance arena, and the arrogant and strong body suddenly rose into the sky, cutting a beautiful arc in the sky, and then the whole body was smashed to the ground.

"Bang!"

The accident was not over, and the body that had just landed rose into the sky again, and an arc in the opposite direction was once again drawn in the sky.

"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!"

The brutal body flew like a toy on the fighting arena, and the ground of the fighting arena was slammed!

A thick dust emanates from the martial arts arena, and it will not disperse for a long time!

When the dust settled, the marble-clad arena turned into a blood-colored desert.

Lei Ming stretched out his hand and threw out a bloody body, which was thrown on the ground like garbage, and snorted a little dissatisfied, "This is falling apart, it's really unbearable to be beaten! But the feeling of falling like this is really cool!hahahaha!"

Lei Ming laughed wantonly on the dance arena.

He finally happily expressed the sullenness that had been held in his heart for several years.

Rage to rage, Lei Ming swore the return of the king of the Qilin Thunder Clan with an even more violent performance!