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"You're very good, if it weren't for the dark wounds on your body, your achievements would definitely not have been in the early stages. However, that's the end of it!' 'Heavenly Flame Palm'!" Ling Ran drank it, Xiao Ling suddenly urged the Eight Percent True Yuan, and the rich Flame True Yuan burst out from his body, and in an instant, a small piece of the sky was dyed red.

"Since you Murong Di are good at unloading your strength with skill, then I prefer to defeat you with absolute strength. "Two successive waves of powerful offensives have blocked the other party, and Xiao Ling's unyielding temperament has also come up, that is, he wants to defeat you with absolute strength.

Running through the soles of his feet, Xiao Ling rose from the ground and soared into the sky. Behind Xiao Ling, there was endless firelight, and in front of Xiao Ling's body, there was a huge palm the size of a foot condensed by flames. Under the backdrop of the firelight and giant palm, Xiao Ling was like a king of fire who controlled the flames of the world, raised his right hand flatly, and then slapped it fiercely towards Murong Di on the ground.

As Xiao Ling's palm slapped down, the giant palm of flames in the sky also carried the continuous whistling wind and the power of monstrous flames that could almost burn the sky and boil the sea, and they were under the hood of Murong Di.

Just when Xiao Ling made such a big move, Murong Tian and Murong He, who were dozens of miles away, both changed their faces: "This time, who is it?"

The bitter voice came from the corners of the two people's mouths, echoing in their ears for a long time.

And hundreds of miles away, a figure in a blood-colored robe, driving a blood-colored long knife with a skeleton on each side of the blade, flew rapidly in the direction where Xiao Ling was.

Looking at the flaming palm that quickly slapped in the sky, feeling the high temperature that seemed to burn everything and the extremely terrifying momentum, Murong Di's heart was full of bitterness and unwillingness. As Xiao Ling said, Murong Di is the best cultivation talent among the five elders of Murong, if it weren't for that secret injury, he would never be the cultivation in the early stage of the championship, if nothing else, I am afraid it will be the strongest cultivation in the psychic period, and it will not be like now, in the face of Xiao Ling's life-killing style, there is not even a little room for resistance.

"Are you going to die? I was expecting to escape from Xiao Ling's hands with the method of skillful strength and strength that I had thought about for many days, but I didn't expect to forget it, after living for so many years, if I die, I will die. Seeing that the giant palm of flame in the sky that was getting closer and closer to him was constantly expanding in his pupils, Murong muttered to himself, at the end of his life, he actually had a sense of open-mindedness.

"But before I die, let me shine one last time!" Murong Di's slightly narrowed eyes suddenly widened, and a dazzling light burst out from it.

"'Crazy Dragon Fist', 'Flying Rainbow Palm', and my self-created 'Ghost Claw', today is the first time that you have appeared at the same time, and I'm afraid, it will be the last time. ”

Seeing that the flame giant palm was getting closer and closer to him, and faintly locked his aura, making it impossible for him to dodge, Murong Di didn't dare to delay the slightest longer, urging his lifelong true yuan, his hands waved rapidly, constantly changing in the three forms of fist, palm, and claw, bringing up a series of dazzling trajectories, faintly brewing a power that could not be underestimated.

Then, Murong Di opened his mouth and spat out a drop of essence blood, which gathered in the surging True Yuan in front of him. As soon as the essence blood entered the true element, it quickly evaporated, emitting a series of sounds as if cold water was boiling.

As the Flame Giant Palm got closer and closer, Murong Di's hands waved faster and faster. Finally, when the Flame Giant Palm was only about three zhang away from Murong Di, Murong Di's hands suddenly stopped moving, pushed up with both hands, and shouted in his mouth: "Go!"

As Murong's shouts fell, the True Yuan in front of him suddenly staggered and changed into three different forms, with the determination to burst out with the last light in his life, towards Xiao Ling's Flame Giant Palm, and brazenly greeted it.

"Bang!"

As the two powerful attacks met in the air, a huge collision sound resounded in the sky, startling countless animals in this area in panic and scattering in all directions, even some of the fierce beasts in the forest that were used to being powerful on weekdays.

This loud sound sounded like God's roar to these animals, but in Murong Tian and Murong Hetian, it was a death knell symbolizing life, indicating that one of their brothers would die at the hands of Xiao Ling.

"Xiao Ling, I won't kill you, I swear not to be a man!" Murong Tian roared angrily and slammed his fist into the trunk of a big tree in front of him that needed to be hugged by three adults.

"Click!"

The sound of a tree breaking sounded, and the big tree in front of him was interrupted by Murong Tian's punch, and then fell to the ground with a bang, stirring up dust in the sky.

The smoke and dust dissipated, Xiao Ling fell from the sky, and looked at Murong Di, who was seriously injured under his feet, his clothes were almost burned, and he had many burns on his body, and he was also a little embarrassed.

The last move made Xiao Ling look at Murong Di thoroughly, and he couldn't imagine that two or three shoddy magic tricks in Murong Di's hands could have such power after some changes. Based on this alone, this Murong Di's cultivation talent is probably no longer under Xiao Ling.

Looking at Murong Di, who was seriously injured and unconscious, and did not know his life and death, Xiao Ling's eyesight could naturally see that Murong Di was already on the verge of dying at this time, even if he didn't die, he would be a waste person in the future. What's more, Xiao Ling's own hand was naturally severe, Murong Di shook himself head-on, and at the moment when he was defeated, the rich Flame True Yuan invaded his body with lightning speed, burning his meridians and viscera, and even destroying his dantian.

Xiao Ling was silent for a moment, and said softly: "You are a talent, but unfortunately, you should not offend my Xiao family, let alone destroy my Xiao family!"

After finishing speaking, Xiao Ling pointed at the condensation of light, raised his hand and emitted a sword aura, which passed through Murong Di's heart, taking away the last trace of Murong Di's vitality.

At the moment of Murong Di's death, Murong Tian's eyes were red, and he made a decision in his heart.

"Xiao Ling, if you destroy my family and kill my brother, the old man will want you to pay for your blood debts! Xiao family, wait for the old man, the old man will come and kill you one by one immediately, so that Xiao Ling can also taste the tragic death of his relatives! Xiao Ling, I want you to know that the people of my Murong family are not so easy to kill!" Murong Tian's face was extremely gloomy, his eyes looked in the direction of Tianluo City, and his eyes flashed with a terrifying bloodthirsty red glow.

The family was wiped out, the brothers were killed one by one, under the repeated stimulation, Murong Tian had already thrown his plan to save his life and wait for the arrival of his master out of the clouds, he only wanted to kill Xiao Ling's relatives now, so that Xiao Ling could taste the same pain as himself.