Half-step internal qi?

This person turned out to be only a half-step internal qi powerhouse. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A hundred meters away from his body was full of Wu Ling's internal qi entanglement range, and it was when he attacked the opponent's two fingers with a thousand willow arrows, Wu Ling's internal force could not be controlled, and it leaked out.

"It's you?!" The man was extremely shocked when he saw the two fingers in his hand being resisted, and when he saw Wu Ling's figure, that look of surprise quickly brushed across his face.

"You're a city defender?"

"The defender of the city is not the lord of the city?"

"No, hasn't he already used his energy for the casting of the main god bead?"

Faced with the man's three doubts, Wu Ling didn't say a word, and the punch had already bombarded his chest, and that blow used a layer of internal qi that Wu Ling desperately condensed.

It's a pity that Wu Ling's control of the first layer of internal qi is really unsightly, and more than forty percent of the layer of internal qi has been lost from Wu Ling's punch to the punch on the opponent.

While Wu Ling was deflated, the other party flew backwards with eyes full of incredulity, and did not stop slightly until he scratched a four-foot-deep depression on the ground.

"Cow!" the people of the Saru tribe were stunned. Da Niu stomped on the ground with one hand, changing the original dejected appearance, it saw Wu Ling come out of nowhere, and then punched the person away, it was really relieved.

After speaking, Da Niu looked at his thigh, and there was a person lying on his stomach, "Great Elder, are you okay?" ”

The Great Elder could not be spared, and was shocked by Wu Ling's internal qi, but fortunately, the big cow's huge body resisted the tendency of the Great Elder to fly backwards.

"Don't worry, I'm older, I'm more active. The Great Elder got up, swept away the dust from his body slightly, and said with a wry smile.

Bang bang bang!

A hundred meters outside the venue, Wu Ling's blow was heard again, and hundreds of piercing fists were added to twenty-four broken hands, and within a second, like a torrent, all hit that person's body.

Wu Ling couldn't control his internal qi, and only cared about the desperate bombardment, although occasionally a few punches were missed, but in the end, the dirty blood that the person spit out represented Wu Ling's success.

"Impossible, how did you advance to the first level of internal qi. ”

The other party didn't know that Wu Ling's internal qi was inherited, and he didn't know that this inheritance was only three minutes, and now Wu Ling was racing against time, without the momentum of stopping, and the afterimage was presented in the momentum of a hundred ways, that person couldn't find Wu Ling's true location at all, and after a while, he once again withstood Wu Ling's punching attack.

Wu Ling really wanted to use the Qianliu arrow to leave the other party's life, but the domineering of the inner qi layer, he couldn't control it, and the internal qi couldn't be poured on the arrow, or the remaining inheritance time was not enough for Wu Ling to concentrate on it, so he had to let the internal qi leak out, pierce the fist and rise, and win with a number of blows.

After all, in front of the Great Elder, Wu Ling still didn't dare to use the Descending Dragon Palm.

The man saw that Wu Ling had never failed to say a word from beginning to end, and since he appeared, he had continued to attack with a set of low-end martial arts, mixed with the twenty-four broken moves of the Junzimen, and the doubts in his heart became even stronger.

Although Wu Ling was on the first level of internal qi, he was suddenly forcibly raised, and many things that needed to be understood had not yet been understood, so the skills he used were halved a lot, and for that person, the degree of injury was still within a controllable range.

"I'm only here for the Lord Divine Bead, although you are a layer of internal qi, but in my opinion, no one can help anyone. "That person is very confident, he has received countless piercing punches from Wu Ling, but with the body of a half-step internal qi powerhouse, he can still be hard shaken, after all, Wu Ling's grasp of internal qi is really too wasteful.

Wu Ling flew in front of Da Niu, he saw Da Niu's huge body falling to the ground, and then saw the two blood holes on Da Niu's knees, which were the injuries caused by Da Niu in order to protect himself by the other party, and the anger in his heart exploded.

Unforgivable, if he is not defeated before the power of inheritance is eliminated, not only will Da Niu be in danger, but the whole city will no longer have an opponent who can fight against him, so Wu Ling can no longer hide it, and he wants that person to look good in public and private!

Wu Ling retracted his wings, his toes touched the ground, and the Taiyuan acupoint on the palm of his hand continued to have internal qi poured in, this time Wu Ling felt very smooth, this was the prelude to the first form of the dragon palm to see the dragon in the field.

Although there was still some uncontrollable leakage of internal qi, it was only as much as one percent, and Wu Ling finally condensed a dragon descending palm with one layer of internal qi at the last moment.

From Wu Ling's periphery, it was still the serious leakage of internal qi, the flying emanation, and the Jiaozuo face god that was manifested because of the single-minded control of the internal force, all of which seemed to soak into the eyes of the other party, he smiled disdainfully, changing the panic when he first saw the strong man on the first layer of internal qi, and under the weird smile, there was a cold meaning of breaking the void.

Wu Ling had already condensed his internal qi, he noticed the ridicule of the other party, and also noticed the finger of the other party, which was the martial arts that killed Elder Ximen.

But this kind of feminine martial arts, how to resist the domineering meaning of the eighteen palms of the descending dragon!

Wu Ling sacrificed his palms, and the other party also ejected two fingers at the same time.

"See the dragon in the field!"

"Two-finger Zen!"

A white qi dragon shape conjured out in Wu Ling's palm, and the dragon descending palm released after the condensation of his own internal qi was uncontrollable for Wu Ling for the first time.

I saw that the dragon of white qi was proud of the sky, and the two white qi tentacles on the dragon's head were extremely bright, and what was contained in them was all the internal strength of Wu Ling.

A giant dragon ascended to the sky in the field, and all the elders in the inner city of Dayan Hall saw it clearly, the domineering power of their secret inheritance, their eyes were full of horror, and the breath of this dragon really made people unable to resist.

The man's face was pale, he didn't expect Wu Ling to sacrifice out of the "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon!", the two-finger Zen has been sacrificed, and there is no way to take it back, the white dragon is like having a soul, seeing that the two-finger Zen not only has no intention of Watchen, the dragon body swings directly, and the seal is two fingers, directly shocking the past.

Wu Ling was still panicking about the loss of control of "this dragon", but now that the dragon body had attacked him independently, he let go of his tense heart.

Seeing that Long Zaitian's palm actually gave birth to the breath of a giant dragon, the man never thought that the two-finger Zen he sacrificed would bring him such a remorseful thing, the white qi dragon shape hit the two fingers, and broke his two fingers, and then the dragon's intent did not decrease, and it hit his chest domineeringly along his arm.

Pierced through his body!

At the end of the battle, the man fell straight backwards under the disillusionment of the White Qi Dragon, and the power of Wu Ling's inheritance was also wiped out due to the arrival of the hour.

I saw him stretch out his hand to pestle the ground, and only then did he stabilize his figure, if it weren't for the washing of sixteen times the blood flow rate, Wu Lingzhen would not be able to bear the inheritance of the first layer of internal qi.

"It's just so thrilling. Wu Ling sighed, the battle was finally over.