Chapter 36, weak sixth order [rush,]

In the case of being weaker than the other party's first to second level, take the lead in raiding and giving a fatal blow when the other party is defenseless or weak, which often has a good effect.

This is also a tip for leap-level challenges.

The speed of Ling Xiaolou is very fast, and the fat young man is planning to stimulate each other with words first, so as to make Ling Xiaolou angry and lose calm. But I didn't expect Ling Xiaolou to give him a chance at all. When he came to his senses, a fist as big as a casserole reflected in his pupils, patting the bridge of his nose!

His fist penetrated the air and brought the sound of the wind. His eyes couldn't open, and his thoughts popped out for a moment: "He...why is so fast?"

However, he was not panicked. Although he was shocked by Ling Xiaolou's speed and fist strength, he still instinctively crossed his hands to protect his face and had to withstand this blow.

There was a bang, and there was a slight sound of bone fragmentation. Ling Xiaolou's body rolled back and fell on the ground. The fat young man's tall and fat body was forced to retreat and fly out by a punch. Fortunately, there were several guards behind him, which stopped retreating.

Ling Xiaolou narrowed his eyes and judged from the opponent's defensive action that the other party was six levels, one level higher than him. Just now, his punch has cracked the arm bones of the fat youth, which will weaken the strength of the other party, that is to say, his blow worked, and the strength of the fat youth has decreased.

This is good news for him.

The fat young man stabilized his body and was furious. The severe pain from his left arm and forearm made him realize that there was a crack in the bone. He didn't expect his instinctive defense. Jingyuan flowed in his arms, and his defense ability increased greatly, and he could not resist the other party's punch.

What does this mean?

The other party is also a good player!

Think about the identity of the other party, and then you will see it. Ling Xiaolou's mother is the maidservant of the Ling family. She was spoiled by Ling Pingzhi, the current head of the Ling clan, which led to Ling Xiaolou. Ling Xiaolou is not popular in the Ling family. Although the Ling family has always wanted to hide the life of Ling Xiaolou, in the eyes of a rich family like their family, this is not a secret at all.

Ling Xiaolou is the son of the Ling family. Even if it is not popular, the Ling family will not really kill Ling Xiaolou, so it is not difficult for Ling Xiaolou to be trained as a practitioner by Ling Xiaolou.

It's just that Ling Xiaolou is a practitioner with Jingyuan, and Ling Xiaolou just said... He is only thirteen years old.

A teenager who has Jingyuan at the age of 13 is a terrible talent.

He is 20 years old this year, and it was only two years ago that he produced a mysterious essence in his body's blood. This is still the family's full training. Every day, he eats all kinds of nourishing delicacies. Only then can he get to this point at the age of 18, but what about the other party...

Ling Xiaolou ignored the surprise of the fat young man, but stabilized his body and rushed out again. At this moment, the essence of the size of an adult fist in his body surged and ran according to the route of Bixue. He punched his left hand and cut his right hand into the face of the fat young man.

The hand knife made a crisp sound in the middle of the air, showing the power of "Bixue" that killed countless enemies.

The sound of breaking the air shocked the fat young man. Where is this a hand knife? This is obviously a bright killing knife! If this knife is cut on his face, will half of his big head be gone?

His head bent, and the knife cut against his ear, and his ears were immediately numb and hotned by the energy carried by the hand knife. There was a muffled sound, a terrible click, and the fat young man screamed and fell down covering his nose.

Ling Xiao took back his left fist expressionlessly. Just now, his left fist hit the bridge of the fat young man's nose and broke the other party's nose bone.

He looked at the angry fat young man thoughtfully. The other party was indeed a sixth-order strength, and Jingyuan was stronger than him. It's just that the other party's understanding of the battle is too poor to exert the strength of the sixth level.

It's like an adult with the quality of a special forces who doesn't know how to use his power, or is not as good as him in using his power.

Compared with the other party, although he is a baby, this baby controls the true meaning of power.

"Ah... kill him... kill him..." The fat young man covered the bridge of his nose, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

Just before the fat young man finished speaking, Ling Xiaolou rushed to the fat young man like a tiger. He kicked the other party's belly mercilessly, and the fat young man suddenly curled up like a shrimp.

" Stop it!" At this time, middle-aged men and others came to their senses and rushed to Lingxiao Tower like wolves and tigers.

"Hight!" Ling Xiaolou was filled with a strong murderous opportunity, and his majestic eyes fell on the middle-aged man. Several people immediately seemed to be stared at by fierce beasts. They were cold all over their bodies, and a chill gushed out of their hearts, which spread to their whole body in an instant.

The most important thing is that Ling Xiaolou's right hand was crossed on the neck of the fat young man.

"If you take the first step, I will cut off his head!" Ling Xiaolou's voice was very light, but it was like a lightning strike in the ears of several people. They believe that Ling Xiaolou will do so, which is a strange feeling, but that's what they think.

The courtyard of Wan Niang's house suddenly calmed down, and only the heavy gasps and painful moans of the fat young man could be heard.

"Kid, don't make a mistake! Killing people is against the law!" The middle-aged man warned in a low voice.

"So what?" Ling Xiaolou stared at the middle-aged man insipidly and said indifferently, "You provoked me first. At worst, the fish will be broken!"

"Let go of the third young master, we won't embarrass you!" The middle-aged man looked at the fat young man wailing on the ground and gritted his teeth.

"It doesn't count what you say!" Ling Xiaolou shook his head slightly and looked at the fat young man. The meaning could not be more obvious. Only the fat young man who was subdued by him was qualified to talk to him on an equal footing.

There is anger in Tie Laosan's eyes, and his reputation is too weak, isn't it? However, he sighed secretly and emitted the momentum from Lingxiao Tower. Although the other party's cultivation was weaker, he was also a fierce stubble. He had to say that this kind of fighting and killing still has to be handed over to young people. He is... old.

"San Shao, say something!" Tie Laosan was suddenly decadent.