Sword breaks the sky

Chapter 960

"break!"

However, just as the smiles of the two appeared, they suddenly froze under the next faint voice.

Only a soft shout was heard from Ling Lao Kongkong, and immediately, everyone saw in a daze that the ice ball that was spinning at high speed froze instantly when it was less than ten meters away from Ling Lao. .Then the golden light shot out from Ling Lao's palm, and Zhiji cut the ice puck in half.

The entire imperial capital was dead silent, and the two elders of the Nether tribe also looked dull at the moment. The two of them joined forces to attack with all their strength. Even if they were really strong men of the fifth or sixth ranks of the Sword Master, it would be impossible for them to pass so easily. Split the puck!

Glancing coldly at the two Supreme Elders of the Nether Race, Elder Ling said indifferently: "You guessed right, I am indeed unable to exert [-]% of my strength, but it is still more than enough to deal with you two !” Having said this, a playful look suddenly appeared on Ling Lao’s face.

In the imperial capital, all eyes were focused on the old figure in the sky. Compared with the huge hockey puck, this figure was extraordinarily small, but at this moment, the coercion emanating from this small figure was overwhelming. Even the terrifying energy permeating the ice puck trembled a little.

Ancestor Alva and the others also stared at that figure dumbfounded. After a long time, a look of extreme ecstasy finally appeared in their eyes.Originally, I thought it was a blessing to be able to keep the Stuart family from being slaughtered this time, but now it seems that the masters of the Nether clan who came here this time are really dangerous.

Those strong members of the Stuart family who were fleeing also stopped because of the scene in the sky. Those who were able to stay and fight just now were all masters above the sword king.Everyone's knowledge is not bad, seeing that Ling Lao easily broke through the attacks of the two Supreme Elders of the Nether Race, of course they knew that Ling Lao's strength was definitely higher than those two...

Originally, they all regretted joining the Stuart family. After all, the Stuart family has provoked such a terrible family as the Nether clan.There must be no good results for them to follow the Stuart family.But it's different now, with a master like Ling Lao in the family, even if the Nether clan is powerful, they will have to think twice if they want to move the Stuart family in the future.After all, a strong man like Ling Lao, even the Nether Race, must start to face it squarely.And the most important thing is that Ling Lao was the lord of the ancient city of Huaxia back then, and that was the power that made the Nether tribe all eggs.Therefore, if the news that Ling Lao is here spreads out, maybe some of his former subordinates and some who are still alive may come here again.If that's the case, it's impossible for the Stuart family not to revive...

In mid-air, Gaia also had a look of surprise. Ling Lao's strength has soared to such a degree, which greatly exceeded his expectations.

In the middle of the sky, Ling Lao floated in the sky, glanced flatly at the two elders of the Nether Race in the distance, and slowly grasped the palm of the ice puck.

"Crack!"

Accompanied by the grip of Ling Lao's palm, the two fire dragons on the ice ball containing terrifying energy suddenly let out a long roar.Then the huge body directly tightened the puck.Immediately, his surface suddenly became distorted, as if he had a huge invisible hand, pinching it down fiercely.

"Break it!"

The surface of the ice puck became more and more distorted, and after a while, under the faint voice of Ling Lao, it finally exploded with a click!

The moment the ice ball shattered, the two fire dragons were surrounded by a sea of ​​flames, directly surrounding the debris of the ice ball.The scorching flames soon completely melted the ice ball.And the energy in the middle is also burnt into wisps of green smoke by the terrifying high temperature.
"gollum"

Looking at the ice shards that had slipped through the sky slowly floating down that day, countless people swallowed their saliva fiercely. That was the kind of terrorist attack that could destroy the entire Earl Stuart's mansion. It was dispelled lightly, and even Ling Lao's sleeves were not lifted at all.

"Old Ling's strength is really too strong!"

Many strong men looked at each other, and they all saw a deep shock in each other's eyes. This kind of power is far beyond their imagination, and it is indeed the real peak power.

"Humph!"

When the ice puck was destroyed, the two elders of the Nether Race were also affected. Their bodies trembled, and a muffled groan came from their throats. It became a little chaotic. Obviously, Ling Lao not only crushed the ice puck, but also directly caused a lot of damage to their bodies.

The Fourth Supreme Elder of the Nether Race wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared fixedly at Elder Ling in the distance, his eyes full of fear and unwillingness.Originally, this time, he wanted to directly destroy Ling Lao and solve the family crisis.However, not taking too much now did not hurt Ling Lao in the slightest, but he suffered serious internal injuries.

Now Ling Lao's strength is no longer inferior to him. If he wants to win completely, it should only be done by the Supreme Elder Zong Ao or the patriarch himself.Thinking of this, the Fourth Supreme Elder forgot to glance at the seventh brother next to him, and hurriedly said: "Lao Qi, let's go!"

Hearing the shout of the Fourth Supreme Elder, the Seventh Supreme Elder of the Nether Clan clenched his fists tightly, his face full of unwillingness.

"Ling Potian's strength is no longer something we can resist. Even if you and I join forces, we are no match for him. We will retreat first and look for opportunities to regain our position in the future!" Seeing this, the Fourth Supreme Elder turned pale. Shen, hastily persuaded.

"Okay, let's retreat first!"

But fortunately, this Supreme Seventh Elder is not a person who is arrogant, and he also understands that today's actions have no chance of turning around, and if he persists, there will be absolutely no good results.He could only nod his head at the moment, and with a wave of his palm, a space crack was torn apart in the space around him, and the two of them fled towards the crack in a flash.

"Since you're here, it's not so easy to leave without permission..."

Seeing this, Elder Ling smiled lightly in the semi-vacuum, stretched out his palm, and punched hard at the space crack from afar.

"boom!"

As Ling Lao smashed his fist down, the crack in the space suddenly collapsed, and an incomparably terrifying gust of wind directly penetrated the space and swept into the crack in the space, faintly, two muffled sounds came out Muffled.

"puff!"

A muffled sound sounded, and two dark red blood arrows also came out of the crack, and then at an extremely fast speed, they rushed towards Ling Lao like lightning. It was automation that drifted away as a pool of blood mist.

"Ling Potian, just wait, I, the Nether Race, will never let you go!"

The bloody arrows dispersed, and the space cracks in the distance also gradually dissipated. However, the angry roar of the Seventh Elder of the Nether Tribe passed through the space, lingering in this world, listening to the pain contained in this roar I mean, it was obvious that Ling Lao's previous palm had hurt them a lot.

(End of this chapter)