The audience was still intoxicated by the melodious music of the bell during the sacrifice, and suddenly heard several dull crashing sounds on the stage, and looked forward with a puzzled probe, and when they saw the twenty-zhang tall blood-colored bat, their hearts gradually became clear, which was coming for the masked man Wu Ling. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wu Ze, as the host, saw that this kind of beast did not listen to his introduction and arrangement at all, obviously did not put his position in front of him, although he had dislike on his face, but he knew that these blood-colored bats were brutal by nature, and the twenty-zhang tall bat at Guan was already enough to have the martial arts talent of the second layer of internal force.

If you count their own body talent, even if they are a martial artist with three layers of internal strength, if they want to face their anger alone, then they have to weigh whether they have any life-saving magic weapons.

Wu Ling looked at the blood-colored bats whistling over, there was no reaction, in his eyes, these hairless monsters were very disgusting, anyway, according to the regulations, Ling Hu Ling was the first to challenge, he was still drinking green plum wine to feel comfortable, thinking in his heart, Wu Ling drank calmly under the surprised gaze of everyone.

Ignorance, typical ignorance, even the not very clever blood-colored bat has experienced the ignorance from Wu Ling, the blood-colored bat in the lead twenty zhang is about to rise, and the whirring breath shows that its anger is unwilling, but Wu Ling people ignore it, and their mouths have been grunting green plum wine.

Seeing that the twenty-zhang tall blood-colored bat couldn't hold down its temperament, the blood-red long whip at its tail was rolled up and sprinkled again, and a long mark burst out on the ground, and everyone exclaimed, this is the physical strength of the desolate beast, just by virtue of the advantage of its size, it will hit such a force, if the blow just now hits the human body, it must be the existence of the body.

Ling Hu Ling found that the extraordinary blood-colored bats appeared, and after estimating the gap between his own strength and them for a while, he was happy in his heart, these seven or eight blood-colored bats were the most fierce with the highest breath, but after all, they were only two layers in terms of internal strength, and compared to themselves, they could be said to be able to show some limelight in the hostility, and he was constantly happy, standing up, and was about to step forward to challenge the hairless beasts in front of him.

As a blood-colored bat with strong internal strength on the second floor, after swinging the long whip behind him, regardless of Ling Huling, who was walking forward, he turned around and coaxed Qian Zong, the new city lord on the viewing platform, a few times, as if he was saying something or negotiating something.

Ling Tianxiang's location was very close to the old city lord Tian Chong, and of course it was not far from Qian Chong, she didn't understand why at first, but in Qian Zong's reply, everyone knew the meaning of the giant beast.

It said that the masked man had killed his son, and that they had to pay some blood debt for it, so they wanted to challenge the masked man first, not the ant-like man in front of them. ”

Ling Hu Ling naturally understood that the ant-like person in the mouth of the blood-colored bat was alluding to himself, and he was unwilling by nature, how could he accommodate such rudeness as a hairless beast, his feet stood on the ground, and he went straight up twenty zhang high, stretched out his hand and grabbed the tentacles on the head of the giant bat, and the internal force was adjusted in his hand, and he slammed the head of the giant bat to the ground.

Sure enough, the four-layer internal force of Ling Hu Ling was not weak, the blood-colored bat suffered a loss, the huge head was trapped on the execution table, the four-split table top, like a dry riverbed, spread out, and the rest of the slightly weaker bats roared angrily in the sky, spread their wings one after another, and roared.

Six or seven bats stretched out their wings, their wings hairless and scarlet, and a number of bone spurs appeared on the outermost periphery, and the bats rotated their bodies, surging like waves, and the impact of their angry roar was towards Linghuling.

Ling Hu Ling didn't know when, pulled out a golden long sword from his waist, stood in front, the sound of metal impact was endless, the sound of the sound of the blow continued to come out, and occasionally there would be a few cremations, although the bat was extraordinary, but it could not approach Ling Hu Ling's body half an inch, let alone hit him.

Ling Hu Ling was very satisfied with his performance, and even turned a longer arc between the horizontal strokes of the sword, from the eyes of people outside the court, it seemed that Ling Hu Ling was waving a sword to show off, and the few spinning blood-colored bats were the dancers set off.

Ling Hu Ling noticed that Ling Tianxiang didn't pay attention to himself, not only that, but the people around Ling Tianxiang were all stunned at this time, their eyes were surprisingly consistent, and he was puzzled as for him to follow their line of sight, and the scene at the moment made him extremely ashamed.

seems to be a clown who jumps off the beam, blindly showing it, and in the end only one is left undisturbed.

It turned out that everyone on the viewing platform was staring at the masked man Wu Ling below, only to see that he was holding a little girl about three years old in his left hand, the little girl's eyes were slightly red and slightly swollen, it was obvious that she had just cried, Wu Ling's right hand was holding her little hand, and there was a pot of sake in the small hand, which was the pot of green plum wine.

Wu Ling coaxed the little girl as if no one was around, and fed her green plum wine, the little girl stretched out her tongue and licked it gently, revealing two small dimples, which seemed to be extremely close to Wu Ling, and on the side was the little girl's loving mother, who was casting a kind look at Wu Ling at this time.

Through the mask, Wu Ling smiled slightly, stretched out his forehead, and gently twisted back and forth on the little girl's hair with the mask, looking very intimate, the little girl put away her reddish eyes, and smiled mischievously, only to hear an incomparably appropriate sound in her ears.

"It's not good for girls to cry, it's your nature to laugh, huh. ”

The little girl nodded, as if she didn't understand.

The forgotten giant bat, its huge head sunk deep into the ground, it roared angrily with a giant voice that broke through the air, its tentacles pressed against the execution table, and dug down a rock the size of a hill, it looked at the damned Linghu Ling, and threw the boulder above its head towards him, gasping for breath, and seeing the mask man facing away from him, it was a very good time.

Ling Fox Ling's chest was full of anger, the stage that originally belonged to him was now all snatched away by the damn masked man, and now he was no longer dealing with those bats that had no internal strength, cutting off the head of a beast with a sword.

Just about to finish the solution, Ling Hu Ling suddenly felt depressed, but looked up to see a huge stone attacking, the sword in his hand at the top of the boulder extremely fierce swing, when the sound roared out, the boulder encountered the sword as if it was in the fierce water, the collapse of the fine stone continued to fall, seeing that the boulder fell from a height of ten feet to more than seven feet, the size was only more than one-tenth of the previous one-twelve.

The fox Ling's undulating chest shouted high and low, obviously expending a lot of internal strength, and lost a plain and natural body.