Chapter 187: Runbo is silent

Xiao Ling saw Qiu Yuan rushing towards him, his face always remained calm, he was waiting for Qiu Yuan to enter his range of half a meter.

Qiu Yuan took three steps, and the ball of light in his hand had already slapped on Xiao Ling. But in an instant, an inexplicable and sudden force of imprisonment appeared. At this sudden moment, Qiu Yuan felt that all his movements had slowed down. He could still clearly feel his surroundings in his head. Na Wan Qi had already walked out of the stone gate with a quick stride. But his Qiu Yuan's movements slowed down, so slow that he was anxious to speed up, but he couldn't do it inexplicably.

A sense of powerlessness rose in Qiu Yuan's heart, and at the same time, he felt the things in his suit quickly float out one by one. And Xiao Ling, who was in front of him, took the spirit stone from those objects. At the same time, Xiao Ling slapped one hand on the ball of light shot by Qiu Yuan.

With a bang, the ball of light in Qiu Yuan's hand was exploded by Xiao Ling's palm. Qiu Yuan and Xiao Ling's bodies retreated.

As soon as the distance was widened, Qiu Yuan's feeling returned to normal. It's just that at this time, he was already shocked in his heart, so shocked that he couldn't believe that the scene that had just happened was real.

"Impossible, impossible. What kind of ability are you? You, have you already succeeded? Qiu Yuan shouted at Xiao Ling for a while.

Xiao Ling put the spirit penetrating stone in his arms and chuckled: "No, I just arrived at the Fake Dan realm to cultivate. It's just that my cultivation has reached the realm of False Pill, but I am a little higher than you. ”

Qiu Yuan shook his head and said, "Impossible! I have been cultivating in the False Dan realm for twenty years, twenty years. There is no False Dan Monk in this world who can defeat me!" Qiu Yuan shouted as he spoke, his palms interlaced, and he quickly shot out a dark purple flame.

The dark purple flames floated quickly, and Xiao Ling felt the heat on the flames. In the face of this extremely high temperature energy true fire, Xiao Ling did not dare to hard-connect. The Phantom Moon footwork under his feet was carried up, and although Xiao Ling was facing the autumn abyss, his body quickly retreated.

Xiao Ling had already memorized the Phantom Moon Footwork by heart, and at this moment he used the footwork upside down, and at the same time, relying on the ability of divine consciousness to discriminate, Xiao Ling retreated extremely quickly, and instantly walked out of the stone gate, avoiding the dark purple flames.

The dark purple flame erupted forward to the top of the stone steps, and the stone staircase burned like wood in the purple flames, and the burning fire was extremely strong, burning the entire staircase in a short time, forming a large black hole.

Qiu Yuan saw Xiao Ling flying backwards, and his footsteps followed closely, and his body jumped past the burning purple flame, and quickly chased after Xiao Ling.

As soon as Xiao Ling jumped out of the stone gate, he shouted to Wan Qi and the others behind him: "You guys retreat away first, let me fight him first!" At this moment, it was not Xiao Ling who wanted to succeed, but Qiu Yuan was under the attack with all his might, and Wan Qi and the others were not opponents at all. If a few people were fighting with him, Xiao Ling was not sure that he would be able to protect Wan Qi and the others, so he made a voice to let them stay away.

When Wan Qi and Hu Yue heard this, they immediately quickly retreated into the distance.

Xiao Ling froze ten meters away from the stone gate, looking at the chasing Qiu Yuan. Xiao Ling showed a playful look on his face, and said to Qiu Yuan with a contemptuous expression: "Qiu Gang Master, Xiao Ke is just playing a little joke with you, take this spirit penetrating stone, and go to your secret room to visit." Why did the Qiu gang leader be so angry, they all spewed fire. The strength of the Qiu Gang Master is really small!"

Qiu Yuan listened to Xiao Ling's words, and when he saw Xiao Ling's expression, his anger rushed to the peak in his heart. Since he Qiu Yuan reached the False Dan realm twenty years ago, no one dared to take him so indifferent to him and dare to speak to him in such a tone. Even that Liang Tongtian was very polite in front of him. Even the head of Wudang, the abbot of Shaolin, and Shen Wantian of Jiangnan were all polite when facing him. But the Xiao Ling in front of him didn't seem to take him seriously at all.

Qiu Yuan's anger overflowed from the bottom of his heart, and his hands quickly struck, while shouting: "The kid wants to find death, and today Qiu will fulfill you." ”

The third type of destruction swept the ground, and Qiu Yuan's body spun rapidly in the air. His hands fanned out a rapid whirlwind, rolling towards Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling made up his mind at this time to compete with this Qiu Yuan. Since he came out of the Explosion God Abyss, he has encountered enemies and killed enemies all the way, and he has not yet encountered a real opponent. At this moment, this Qiu Yuan is undoubtedly the best person for him to practice.

In Xiao Ling's martial arts, the exchange of things for heart and mind is the most freewheeling, and any weapon is applicable; the broken love flute is the most domineering and the most widespread; and the broken wave palm is the most powerful and the most fierce. Facing Shang Qiuyuan, Xiao Ling's palms danced quickly, and he directly used the third palm of the Broken Wave Palm to break the heart palm.

The dark wave shot out from Xiao Ling's hand and rushed straight into the whirlwind that Qiu Yuan had hit. The two canceled out, and the dark wave and whirlwind disappeared in unison in the air.

Qiu Yuan saw that Xiao Ling took the whirlwind he had hit, his body jumped into the air, and his palms slanted down to hit the Broken Mountain and River Palm, this style had no strength exposed, but it condensed the power of ten thousand acres on his palms.

Xiao Ling was below, and he saw Qiu Yuan quickly approaching, and the momentum of his palms brought great coercion. Xiao Ling's steps were steady, and his palms were quickly picked up.

'Bang bang bang' The two of them quickly exchanged more than a dozen palms in the air, and under the force, Qiu Yuan stopped the downward trend. With a few palms, Qiu Yuan's body flew backwards into the air. The Spirit's feet sank deep into the ground, dirt reaching down to his knees.

The two of them did not take advantage of each other's palms, Xiao Ling lifted his feet, quickly jumped up from the ground, and his body was also in the air.

The fifth palm of the broken wave palm flew, and Xiao Ling shot out of the air. A large range of strong waves shot out sharply, and the strong waves floated down, and the grass, trees, and soil shrouded below all flew up, covering a lot of sky for a while.

Qiu Yuan, who was in the midst of the power wave, swept his palms around, and the energy layer of his whole body emerged, blocking the power wave from the outside.

In the midst of the strong waves, Qiu Yuan's body flew up again, soaring to the sky and the ground, and quickly rushed towards Xiao Ling. The Destruction Eight Type and the Fifth Type Trigger the Star and Burst the Moon were quickly hit

At the moment when Qiu Yuan's palms were about to reach his body, the strength on Xiao Ling's body suddenly became restrained. His right palm is pushed out from the side of his body, meeting Qiu Yuan's palms.

Runbo was silent, and this sixth palm was launched. There was no change in the air, and above Xiao Ling's right palm, extremely short and extremely low frequency fluctuations surged out.

When Qiu Yuan's palms were about to touch Xiao Ling's right palm, they suddenly beat and trembled rapidly, and this tremor instantly spread throughout his body. The heaven-destroying power emitted by Qiu Yuan quickly disintegrated in a trembling. Fortunately, Qiu Yuan's reaction was also extremely fast, and after feeling that something was wrong, his body fell rapidly, out of the scope of Xiao Ling's right palm.

Although he avoided this palm, some parts of Qiu Yuan's body were already damaged in the trembling. When Qiu Yuan's body fell to the ground, blood flowed from his mouth.

As soon as Qiu Yuan's footsteps landed, his palms turned into claws, and the wild qi formed on his body. The Eight Styles of Destruction are brutal and unrestrained, and they are quickly played.