Chapter 165 Wars

"Maybe, since Yang Ling is here, the Chu family is not far away from us!"

After thinking for a moment, Chu Xing ordered the Chu group behind him to say, "Don't rest. Now we are rushing to Chiba City. As long as we enter Chiba City, it will not be easy for the Chu family and the Yang family to take action against us."

Chu Menger was also stunned, and suddenly realized that she knew Chu Xing's thoughts.

"Brother! You'd better lead everyone. With the strength of your Orange King, it's much more convenient for everyone to walk. I just keep here and wait for Dingyang. With my strength, it's okay to escape.

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Dingyang's eyebrows spread, grinned and said, "Ha ha, it's up to you whether you have the strength or not. Although you are the fifth-grade green king, in my eyes, you are still not enough."

Dingyang knew clearly about the previous blow. Although it seemed that he had suffered a loss and Yang Ling said that he had kept his hand, Dingyang still felt that he could deal with it.

Being able to fight with the strong green king can gain much more experience than the last time he ran for his life on Chu.

Confidence! Be confident!

And hit the opponent with a strong belief, which is what Dingter taught Dingyang, and it is very useful.

The message of Chu Tuan and others came from his spiritual consciousness and felt that Chu Xing took people away. Chu Menger was looking at him eagerly, and Dingyang's heart was much more stable.

As long as Chu Tuan and others can run away, he doesn't care. It's good to play with Yang Ling and add some experience.

Dingyang's words to anger Yang Ling didn't work, but Yang Ling's colder eyes made Dingyang feel like being targeted by Warcraft.

He suddenly flashed towards Dingyang, and Yang Ling's fists were already red, like burning iron blocks, with amazing momentum coming from above.

made Dingyang's chest pound, his face turned red, and the strong fighting spirit in his chest surged out.

At the moment before Yang Ling's fist was about to hit Dingyang, Dingyang's fists were also stretched out, and the shape of his fists also made the corners of Yang Ling's eyes shrink and his face solemn.

The milky war spirit forms a thick protective film on Dingyang's fists, and there are many sharp war spirit whirlpools on the surface of the fist.

These are all made by Dingyang according to the shape of some weapons in his previous life and his ability to control the fighting spirit.

The sharp war vortex can not only resolve the opponent's attack power, but also cause great damage to the opponent with sharp sharp corners.

However, this method is a little sinister, but Dingyang doesn't care at all. As long as he can survive, this sinister method is nothing.

Bang! Click!

The huge collision force formed a terrible impact, as if it had crushed the world, and Chu Menger, who was waiting anxiously on the ground, had to unfold his body and retreat.

"Is it broken?" Yang Ling looked at the twisted left arm and couldn't believe that someone could break his arm under his huge explosive power. He now understood why the desireless man would lose his palm.

Dingyang fought more than a dozen times in a row, and finally broke a few thick trees before he stopped.

"Huhu..."

He took a few breaths before he recovered. If it hadn't been for his strong physical fitness, I don't think he would have been much better than Yang Ling.

Daoding's aura quickly circulated in the body for a few weeks, and Dingyang felt better, and a feeling of comfort came from the vibrated internal organs.

"The strong Green King is really terrible. If you fight head-on, you can only win the battle to the death." Dingyang thought in his heart and his expression was extremely solemn.

However, Dingyang did not take into account the field of [Red Mang] and war spirit bullets and war spirit bombs, and the destructive power generated by these life-saving means is also unimaginable.

Dingyang now needs a kind of pressure that can motivate him to break through. The experience Dingyang has gained against opponents like Yang Ling will be unparalleled.

Yang Ling raised her head, looked at Dingyang with a responsible face, and said, "You are very strong. Huang Wangjie can resist my attack and hurt me, but this is not enough, unless the supreme strong man behind you appears."

With that, Yang Ling turned over his right hand, and a fiery long gun suddenly appeared in his hand, and the tip of the gun pointed straight at Dingyang!

Although his left arm was injured, when the long gun appeared in his right hand, Dingyang felt that Yang Ling's momentum was different, becoming restrained but full of penetrating power, which was extremely contradictory.

"My friend - Fire Cloud Gun, I'm going to fight with you again today. Let's kill the person in front of us and make him a stepping stone on my road to the strong..."

"Haha...let me be your stepping stone? I really dare to think... Then burst out your strength and let me see how you trampled me under your feet!"

Dingyang laughed angrily. Dingyang came to the war-like continent. Along the way, the young generation he met wanted to trample Dingyang under his feet and become a cornerstone of their strong road, but no one has succeeded.

Yang Ling's eyes were sharp, holding a long gun in his hand, standing in the air like a flat ground. The cold night wind blew away his hair. He was like a god of war, and his momentum reached its peak.

"I... Sky Blue Empire... Yang Family... Yang Ling... Today, I brought the Yang Family's magic gun... Fire Cloud Gun... Against... Dingyang..." Yang Ling said word by word.

His expression is so pious, as if he were accepting the mysterious power in the alien space. His momentum rises step by step with his words, far beyond his peak state.

"Brother Yang, be careful. This guy is weird." A voice of concern came from his mind, and Dingyang nodded. He also saw that Yang Ling was not right at this moment.

Sne! Sne!

The long gun stabbed from three different angles and pointed to the three key parts of Dingyang's body. Although it was only the momentum of the long gun, Dingyang also felt some pain in the three pointed parts of his body.

Looking at Yang Ling standing in the void with some scarlet in his cold eyes, Dingyang's expression was also much more solemn.

With a trembling wrist, the general dark dagger appeared in his hand.

At this moment, Yang Ling is like a murderous demon god, and Dingyang is the lamb to be slaughtered in his hand.

jiu！ Bang! Buff!

The huge sound of breaking through the air and the sound of friction resounded through the world. Chu Menger on the ground could only see two dark shadows colliding with each other, and then the hot force forced her to retreat.

"Bad guy... you can't be fine..." Chu Menger looked at the sky worriedly and muttered.

In the sky, Yang Ling's body was extremely soft, waving a long gun. The sound of breaking the air made his long gun full of domineering power, and every blow seemed to pierce through the space.

appeared on him extremely softly and strangely.

"Dingdang..."

The sound of weapons intersect constantly reminds that in the blink of an eye, they can hit thousands of times, and the speed of attack and defense of the two has reached the limit.

"Haha... Dingyang... You can die under me and the fire cloud gun... It's not wrong... die!"

Yang Ling's whole body suddenly exerted his strength, and his whole body rushed to Dingyang like lightning. The long gun in his hand stabbed Dingyang's softest neck like his arm.

Yang Ling stabbed the sharpest shot in his life.

The gun is a good gun, the Yang family's magic soldier - fire cloud gun.

People are strong, Yang's genius - Yang Ling.

Where the long gun passed through, there was even a little space gap. Suddenly, the power of the long gun was increased to a terrible situation.

"[Long gun breaks the air]!"

Yang Ling shouted loudly, and his eyes were filled with hot colors. How refreshing it was to kill a character like Dingyang.

With a bang, a powerful air bomb rushed to the ground and formed a terrible shock wave, rushing into the distance.

With this huge backlash, Dingyang's body rushed to the sky at a faster speed.

A large black hole appeared in the position just now in Dingyang, and the terrible space twisting force came from inside.

"Huhu..." Dingyang's face turned red, and the pressure in his body reached the limit. Because of the existence of Hongmeng purple beads, Dingyang's explosive fighting spirit reached a terrible situation.

Because he had not fully understood the secret of the spirit, Dingyang had nowhere to borrow in the air, so he had to avoid Yang Ling's terrible blow with his short explosive power.

"It's really strong and a rare opponent. My brother's breakthrough depends on this battle."

Dingyang's heart rippled, and a strong fighting spirit broke out in his eyes. He said, "Haha... Yang Ling... Your shooting is really powerful, but it's useless to the young master."

Yang Ling's eyes condensed and did not talk nonsense. As if he had entered a state of selflessness, he shouted: "[Fire clouds all over the sky]!"

[Half a month of strong recommendation, today is the last day. Thank you for your support and love, food and clothing parents, brothers and sisters. Wu Sanqi will work harder to code words so that you can find happiness in the novel...]