The withered spider silk like a maple leaf covered the fox directly, splitting in a barb-like shape, hanging upside down on the spider silk like nectar, and the cold bloody breath swept the stench of the blood-colored bat, and swept straight out. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Linghu Ling's martial arts, which have been fully gathered, are also ready to go, and the sword is like a rabbit, like a white horse, bursting forward.

"Linghu Sword Technique, Fifth Style-Royal Horse Long March Battle Wuji"

Hundreds of white lights and shadows sliced the maple leaf spider silk that ushered in, but I didn't expect the spider silk to become extremely hard when it met the air, the degree was comparable to green steel, and its toughness was more than that of a long whip.

When the sound of the sword shadow and the maple leaf spider silk collided endlessly, it was really worthy of the Linghu sword technique handed down by the ancestors, even if it was the internal force martial arts of the fourth layer of Linghu Ling, it could not exert the real martial arts ability, and compared with the maple leaf spider silk, there were constantly a lot of maple leaf spider silk falling, most of which were not as cold as the Linghu sword intent.

"Good swordsmanship, the sword shadow is like the wind, it can shatter the clouds quickly, and it is really more than enough to cut off the spider silk of this hairy spider. ”

This voice came from the mouth of the old city lord Tian Chong, who knew that the Linghu Sword Technique enjoyed a lot of fame in the rivers and lakes, but from the end of the words, there was still a slight dislike at the center of his eyebrows.

Ling Tianxiang was the closest, and naturally she was the first to feel the old city lord's face, and she responded kindly: "Linghu Ancestor, there are many descendants who have passed down to this day, and there are very few who can really carry forward the Linghu Sword Technique, which can be said to be very small. ”

"The sword intent of the fox ancestors is extremely arrogant, the upper wants to cut the sky, the lower wants to cut off the world's smoke and dust, and the person who cultivates, if he does not have a very high understanding, he can only cultivate his sword line, and he has lost the sword intent of the heavens and the earth. ”

Hearing Ji Tianxiang's remarks, the old city lord shook his head and said lightly: "And there can be no heroes like Linghu Ancestor's era in this world, if there is, it is likely that I am no longer alive." ”

When Ling Tianxiang heard this, he immediately responded: "Where did the old city lord Tian say, Tianxiang is here to wish the city lord a long life and good health." ”

The two of them spoke again, mostly commenting on the world.

Wu Ling's eyes widened here, he felt the kind of ancestral sword intent that was rushing directly for the first time, he secretly hated the chaos of the main god, why did he want to snatch the desolate beasts into the big world, and let the happy rivers and lakes continue to be free like this.

This was the first time since Wu Ling entered the big world that he felt extreme hatred and dissatisfaction with the desolate beasts, and he really wanted to kill all the aliens and return all the energy to the little platinum dragon.

"Linghu Sword Technique, Sixth Style - Autumn Wind Xiao Se Imperial Horse Long Whip"

Ling Hu Ling responded to the enemy, seeing that the sword intent of the fifth type was about to disappear, but the deciduous purple spider that was also in the fourth layer of internal martial arts, although its body was not as good as a blood-colored bat, its spider silk was really difficult, like a clear stream in the Tianshan Mountains, endlessly, and there was no meaning of truncation at all.

Although the fifth type of sword intent of the fox is supported by internal force, it still can't compete with the durability of the purple spider, and soon the fox Ling sacrifices another style, and the sixth type of sword intent is more concise than the fifth type, and the fifth type of sword shadow is changed, and it is more of a strong and suffocating sorrow.

Although the spider silk is tough and tough, it can meet the sad and awe-inspiring sword intent, and the speed of the withered maple leaf spider silk falling is getting faster and faster, and a blue and black shadowless light work is repeated, constantly moving back and forth around the purple spider, the moonlight is in the sky, and a beautiful scenery is picturesquely dyed on the execution table.

It's not autumn at the moment, but the audience in the audience has a gust of autumn wind in their hearts, and they only remembered it at this time, Ling Hu Ling's figure and martial arts, so they exclaimed that he was young and promising.

The three legs of the purple spider have been broken by Ling Hu Ling, two of which were broken in the fifth type, and now the only five legs left support their huge body, and they are naturally not as flexible as Ling Hu Ling, and after a while, they were cut off by the sixth type, and since then, Ling Hu Ling's advantages have gradually emerged.

Wu Ling saw Ling Hu Ling's panting breath, and saw the figure of the deciduous purple spider again, in comparison, he felt that Ling Hu Ling's victory was in sight, so he was interested in Suo, and buried his head in a burst of drinking.

As soon as he lowered his head, a killing intent burst out from between Wu Ling's wine bottles, and it was a hidden weapon.

Wu Ling's twenty-four hands were startled, and he snatched down his hidden weapon, which did not make the wine bottle be shattered, Wu Ling held the hidden weapon in his hand, his heart tightened, he found that this secret weapon was just a small stone block, and then looked at it, the stone was a broken stone brick from the execution table, I didn't expect a small stone to be thrown out of the speed of a hidden weapon, and the enemy's strength had to be said to be very strong.

You must know that in the process of making hidden weapons, they are all streamlined and smooth, which is not only convenient to hide, but also to hit the opponent quickly and unexpectedly. Angular shapes like crushed stone blocks are definitely a good choice.

However, the broken stone could only be said to be a message at all, and Wu Ling knew that the opponent was warning him that the secret weapon was his secret secret, and he was not too arrogant.

Wu Ling smiled, through the mask, the other party naturally couldn't see it, but Wu Ling had already guessed who the enemy was from the direction where the stone came from, it was the commander of the Miyagi army, Liang Hong.

Wu Ling looked towards the viewing platform, and Liang Hong's gaze immediately collided with Wu Ling, his playful smile was like the meat of a butcher looking at the board, as if Wu Ling was a lamb to the slaughter.

Unfortunately, sitting not far behind Liang Hong was Ling Tianxiang, who Wu Ling didn't want to provoke the most, Wu Ling gave Liang Hong a gesture that only earthlings knew, and accidentally let Ling Tianxiang witness it, Wu Ling immediately withdrew the gesture, and even carried the twenty-four broken hands with additional internal force, Ling Tianxiang's innocent and surprised face made Wu Ling's heart can't stop for a long time, it was too reckless.

Liang Hong smiled weirdly, looked at the field, and another four-pointed hidden weapon in his hand flew straight out, one fell into the body of the deciduous purple spider, and found out from the angle from which Liang Hong shot, and it was vaguely seen that hundreds of small hidden weapons had arrived, it turned out that Liang Hong had been secretly accelerating this battle, and what he did, he only hoped to meet the enemy Wu Ling quickly.

This side Ling Hu Ling has been hovering around the purple spider, Ling Hu Ling doesn't know what the reason is, but every time it passes, the spider in front of him spits silk The strength of the silk gradually slows down, he doesn't know Liang Hong's troublemaker, seeing that the behemoth in front of him is even more flustered, a slash Wuji is transported out again, and the wind quickly cuts off the two giant legs of the purple spider.

The three remaining giant legs could no longer support the weight of the deciduous purple spider, and with a thud, the fox fell to the ground, causing the fox to leap up and fall from the sky.

"Linghu Sword Technique, Eighth Style - Thousands of Miles on the Rock"

The dust settled, the smoke and dust protruded, the ugly giant of the deciduous purple spider fell to the ground, and the loud applause outside the arena ended the unfair battle, but Ling Fox Ling still won.