Martial arts Lingyun

Chapter 1041 Xuanwu Handprint
Xiao Ling, who was exhausted, seemed to have recovered to his peak. With one palm, he slapped the genius Yin-Yang Sword Master of the Dual Swords Heavenly Sect.

"Didn't Xiao Ling run out of fuel? Why did the more he fought, the stronger he became?"

A question flashed through the minds of countless martial artists, some even thought that Xiao Ling was the incarnation of a monster with inexhaustible strength.

"Yin-Yang Sword Saint, is he dead?" someone couldn't help asking.

"The Yin-Yang Sword Master is not dead!"

Lei Gezi shouted: "He is a genius of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and he is armed with a body-protecting profound weapon. What's more, he hasn't really worked hard yet!"

boom!
Under the gaze of countless eyes, a rather embarrassed figure rose into the sky. The man's hair was disheveled, his clothes were completely ruined, revealing a dull and broken inner armor. This man is naturally the Yin-Yang Sword Master.

The Yin-Yang Sword Master threw away the broken inner armor casually, his face was gloomy, and he fixed his eyes on Xiao Ling who was standing not far away soaked in blood, his eyes were full of fierce murderous intent.

"Not only is his body strong, but his martial arts are stronger than mine..."

The heart of the Yin-Yang Sword Saint fell to the bottom of the valley. As the evil genius of the Heavenly Sword Sect, he naturally knew how powerful Xiao Ling's methods were, and it could even be said that evil sects were not an exaggeration. Xiao Ling was able to fight until now, entirely by relying on With a strong physical body and powerful martial arts.

The Yin-Yang Sword Master's eyes flickered with gloom, and he was in a very bad mood. After a while, he restrained his emotions and seemed to have made up his mind. It's not so embarrassing! I have to admit that your talent is superior to all heroes, even Jian Xiao can't match you."

Xiao Ling's face was also slightly pale at the moment, silently absorbing his blood energy, and he had consumed a lot of it now, and immediately, he looked at the Yin-Yang Sword Master indifferently, and said: "Your body-protecting profound weapon was smashed by me. , next time, you should try your best, right?"

"Ha ha……"

The Yin-Yang Sword Master held the Jiyang Sword and the Lengsoul Sword, with a look of madness flashing across his eyes, and suddenly he stabbed the two swords into his chest, and the blood flew wildly, turning into blood-colored sword energy, and immediately a deep and fierce voice sounded.

"With my body, blood sacrifices to the two swords!"

The body of the Yin-Yang Sword Master was surrounded by blood energy, and all the blood energy finally boiled and burned, and even the entire body of the Yin-Yang Sword Master turned into rich blood energy, which poured into the Jiyang Sword and Lengsoul Sword, making the two swords become Even more dazzling.

Seeing this scene, all the powerhouses under the sky turned pale with horror. No one expected the Yin-Yang Sword Master to go so desperately. In order to kill Xiao Ling, he even gave up his own life. The sword, sacrificing himself, just to kill Xiao Ling, look at the waves emanating from those two swords, at least he can unleash the offensive of a two-star martial saint!
"Xiao Ling! At this moment, what do you use to resist my life-threatening blow?"

"I'm no longer interested in the chance in you, I just want to kill you to prove my strength!"

"Even if I die, this life is enough to attract a genius like you!"

The soul of the Yin-Yang Sword Master is attached to the Jiyang Sword and the Lengsoul Sword. His voice echoes in the world like thunder, and the terrifying sword energy continues to sweep out like a torrent, causing the entire space to collapse.

"The move of the Yin-Yang Sword Master is undoubtedly a desperate effort. In order to kill Xiao Ling, he has not cared too much." Lei Gezi said with emotion.

"In the eyes of the Yin-Yang Sword Saint, sometimes dignity is more important than life, but his peak strength can't beat the exhausted Xiao Ling. He actually wants to prove himself." The old city owner of Yunxiao said.

"It doesn't matter who dies or who lives, we all benefit anyway."

The Red Blood Patriarch laughed, and said, "I just hope that the Yin-Yang Sword Master will make a desperate blow, and don't destroy Xiao Ling's body. In that case, the blood puppets made will be much worse..."

In the distance, countless martial arts practitioners were also discussing, looking at the sword master of Yin-Yang, they were all amazed. At the same time, they looked at Xiao Ling, wanting to see what Xiao Ling would use to resist the Sword Master of Yin-Yang.

"Shoot, I will let you die well."

Xiao Lingyun was calm and breezy, even facing a life-threatening blow from the Yin-Yang Sword Master, he was not afraid at all.

"it is good!"

The Yin-Yang Sword Saint moved his mind, the Jiyang Sword and the Lengpo Sword let out bursts of sword cries, turning into two thousand-foot sword qi, one sword qi burning the sky with flames, and one sword qi freezing thousands of miles, exuding a terrifying sword intent , It makes people dare not look up.

"Fire Extinguishing Ice Meteor Slash!"

The Jiyang Sword and the Lengsoul Sword tear through the space, and between the heaven and the earth, flames and cold air blend together, and the terrifying sword energy turns this area into a world of ice and fire. Wu Xiu continued to retreat violently, fearing that it would hurt Chi Yu.

"This sword is comparable to a full blow from a two-star martial saint!"

The old man Yadong stroked his beard and said: "After this move, there will be no more Xiao Ling in the world."

The others also nodded one after another. If they were to make a move, facing the Yin-Yang Sword Master's desperate move, they would have to retreat and run away. With their ability, maybe all of them could have a glimmer of hope to resist it.

The sword energy of ice and fire spread across thousands of miles, and the sword intent was so terrifying that the long swords worn by many martial artists also resonated.

"As expected of the peerless genius of the Twin Swords Heavenly Sect! With this move, the Yin-Yang Sword Master can seriously injure a [-]-star Martial Saint, right?" Mr. Yu gasped.

"Miss Pingting, can Xiao Ling stop him?"

Honglin's beautiful eyes were full of anxiety, seeing that the Yin-Yang Sword Master wanted to change his life for another, she didn't know whether Xiao Ling could survive.

"I can be sure that this move is comparable to a full blow from a two-star martial saint."

Xia Pingting took a deep breath, her beautiful eyes sparkled, and she said: "If it is me, there is no need to fight head-on with the Yin-Yang Sword Master, and I will directly hide in the ninth-level selection of you. In that case, just wait until the Yin-Yang Sword Master comes out Just destroy and die. But..."

Xia Pingting changed the subject, and said: "Young Master Xiao will not do this. If he hides in a ninth-order profound weapon, the Yin-Yang Sword Master will definitely become angry and vent his anger on us. With Young Master Xiao's temperament, he will definitely Bloody battle to the end, will not back down!"

"I'm just a burden, and I can't help Brother Xiao at all."

Duan Wuhen and the others lowered their heads, their eyes were full of unwillingness, they only hoped that Xiao Ling could create another miracle and completely defeat the Yin-Yang Sword Master.

Huo Mie Bing Yun Zhan Xiao Ling's pupils rapidly enlarged, and under the gaze of countless eyes, Xiao Ling did not retreat but advanced, his fighting spirit was soaring, and he said lightly: "Yin Yang Sword Master, after successfully practicing this move, he has never used it before. , now, I will use you to try the power of the Xuanwu handprint!"

Rumble!
Behind Xiao Ling, a huge phantom was condensed. It was a giant tortoise with a dark green body and a long snake tail. A pair of red eyes seemed to see through the ages. It caused many martial arts practitioners to prostrate on the ground, with horror in their eyes.

"What exactly is this?"

"I've seen it in ancient books! This seems to be the mythical beast Xuanwu!"

The demeanor of many martial artists changed drastically, obviously they didn't know what method Xiao Ling was going to use, even Lei Gezi and the others felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, in front of this Xuanwu, they were grateful that they were ants.

"All your pride is actually vulnerable in front of me."

Xiao Ling looked far away and said calmly: "If I am at the peak of my strength, why should I use this move to finish you off? I can crush you with one punch! Even now, the power of my Xuanwu handprint is very weak, but it is enough to crush you !"

boom!
Xiao Ling slapped out with a palm, Xuanwu Phantom roared, and immediately came out with a roar, and slapped towards the Yin-Yang Sword Master.

Xuanwu handprint is a heaven-level martial skill, after performing it, Xiao Ling's face turned pale, and his aura fell to the bottom.

"No!"

In front of the Xuanwu handprint, the Huo Mie Bingyun Zhan was torn apart like a piece of paper. Under the unwilling roar of the Yin-Yang Sword Master, the Xuanwu handprint was shaken by the Jiyang Sword and the Lengsoul Sword. The seventh-order profound weapon released a mournful sound, and finally exploded out of thin air, breaking into pieces.

Killing the Yin-Yang Sword Master with one palm, and crushing the Jiyang Sword and the Lengpo Sword, the power of the Xuanwu handprint has made countless people look up to him.

"This is the real heaven-level martial art!" Chixue Patriarch's eyes lit up and he said.

Lei Gezi and the others also showed a dignified expression, the sword master of Yin-Yang's life-threatening blow was completely vulnerable in front of the heaven-level martial arts.

"Xiao Ling won!"

Honglin's delicate body trembled slightly, she stopped her tears, and revealed a look of ecstasy.

"Young Master Xiao, the martial skill he used just now is a heavenly martial skill!"

Xia Pingting looked at Xiao Ling with beautiful eyes. Anyway, she was becoming more and more unable to see through Xiao Ling. Xiao Ling's whole body seemed to be covered with an invisible mist, making it difficult to figure it out.

"Cough cough..."

Xiao Ling coughed slightly, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. Exercising the basalt handprint was very exhausting for him. After all, he wanted to try the power of the basalt handprint, but he never wanted to smash the seventh-order profound weapon into pieces.

One after another looked at Xiao Ling, his eyes were full of fear. After many battles, Xiao Ling was still able to stand tall, like a god of war.

"Shoot!" The Red Blood Patriarch yelled violently.

Now that Xiao Ling is displaying the Heaven Rank Martial Skill, his entire strength will definitely drop to the bottom again. At this moment, if he goes all out, he might be able to kill Xiao Ling, and even get the chance from Xiao Ling.

"Together we will!"

Lei Gezi's eyes flicked, and he sneered, "No matter how strong Xiao Ling is, he is a dying tiger right now! If we don't kill him, we will all die after he recovers his strength!"

The old man Yadong and others also burst out with the aura of a strong martial saint, took out the mysterious weapon, and the murderous intent in their eyes surged. Xiao Ling's displayed strength is too strong. If he is not killed in the cradle sooner, Xiao Ling's flaws will be repaid. Temperament, then their end will come soon.

"We're here to help you kill Xiao Ling together!"

The space cracked open, and two figures with silver faces appeared in the sky, exuding a cold aura.

Two Skynet killers at the martial saint level!
At this moment, together with Patriarch Chixue and others, a total of seven powerful one-star martial saints have gathered. At this moment, Xiao Ling is once again in crisis!

(End of this chapter)