Chapter 105, Fierce Battle

This is a handsome boy who looks like a neighbor, but he didn't expect that he had such a violent personality. Regardless of the teenager, he waved his broad sword to kill Ling Xiaolou.

"No!" Ling Pingzhi's majestic voice came, but Ling Qianjun did not obey, and Ling Xiaolou did not give him a chance to obey.

With a crisp sound, the broad sword and the short knife hit each other heavily. Mars splashed, and Ling Xiaolou stepped back two steps, while Ling Qianjun took a step back to stabilize his body.

Ling Xiaolou's eyes narrowed again. Ling Qianjun's strength is stronger than his. If he is in the fifth level, the other party can reach the peak of the seventh level, which is only one line lower than Lu Tao, the martial arts master of the Lu family.

"Building...Building, don't do it!" Zheng struggled several times and wanted to drag it back to Lingxiao Tower, but finally resisted it. She was afraid of holding Lingxiao Tower, and the other party would still do it and hurt her son.

"The strength is not small!" Ling Qianjun had a slender figure and a handsome face, but his temperament was very rough. He opened his mouth and showed his scarlet tongue. The star stared angrily and roared forward.

At that time, the small courtyard shook, and in the eyes of Lingxiaolou, it seemed that the peerless fierce beast had been resurrected, rushing to the sky with fierceness. This is an extremely difficult opponent.

Ling Xiaolou's body was slightly side, avoiding the other party's broad sword, and then the short knife crossed a strange arc! Originally, the knife was in front of the other party's chest, but after crossing the arc, the knife appeared on the side of the other party's neck.

The crisp sound of the metal strike came, and a shock force came from the knife, forcing him to retreat two steps in a row, and his blood surged.

"What a powerful fine defense!" Ling Xiaolou couldn't help admiring.

He has rich experience in fighting, and Bixue is famous for being weird and fierce. Even if his essence is limited, his soul is fragile, and he can't exert the sword of the bloody sea, but in the face of a powerful opponent, as long as he can't hit him fatally, he can always find the opponent's weakness.

But this time his knife didn't work. The other party's fine defense is very extraordinary, and even the weak part of the neck is very tight.

"Qianjun, stop it!" Ling Pingzhi stood on the front steps of the door of Lingxiao Building, showing concern.

"Father is fine. I'm going to teach this boy a hard lesson!" Ling Qianjun touched the red side of his neck, his eyes were bright, and his surging fighting spirit bloomed from his body. He stared angrily: "What a fast speed! Next, you have to be careful. I won't show mercy!"

"Qian..." Ling Pingzhi still wanted to stop it, but was stopped by a light voice. I don't know when an old man appeared beside him. "Qianjun's fighting spirit has been stimulated. Let him play."

"Uncle, they...will he be all right?" Ling Pingzhi sighed and whispered.

"Qianjun's Tyrannosaurus Fire Sword has three points of fire, and nothing will happen!" The old man said indifferently.

"But..." Ling Pingzhi opened his mouth and was still very worried. The old man took a deep look at him and said indifferently, "Qianjun knows how to be measured!"

Zhengzheng... The sound of gold and jade came, Ling Qianjun's body swept up, and the body of the sword in his hand could not be seen at all. A flash of fire suddenly spilled thousands of fire spots, and the hot breath spread in the small courtyard.

Looking at the fire point like raindrops, Ling Xiaolou strode up. Jingyuan was instantly superimposed in nine days, and the knife formula Bixue attacked and dealt with Ling Qianjun with a strange and powerful knife method.

When he walked two meters in front of Ling Qianjun, the essence in his body was superimposed week after week, and the surging power hissed in his body. He bent down and squatted, drawing an arc horizontally, and moving as fast as electricity.

When the blade is about to touch thousands of fire points, Jingyuan completed the superposition of the second nine small Sunday like a storm. As soon as he took action, Ling Xiaolou used all his strength.

This knife angle is extremely tricky, and when Ling Qianjun is running at high speed, it accurately cuts between his stomach. If this knife is practical, Ling Qianjun may become two halves.

"Hist..." The green guards and a force of Ling's guardians standing on the walls around the small courtyard all inhaled the cold air and were shocked by the strange and fierce knife method of Ling Xiaolou.

Nine guards in blue guarded Ling Pingzhi's study and defended Ling Pingzhi's safety. They did not expect that Ling Pingzhi would be abducted under their eyes in a deep house like the Ling family.

If the eldest lady of the Ling family hadn't sent someone to bring soup to Lord Ling and found that Lord Ling had disappeared, they would have been stupid to guard outside...

The news of Lord Ling's disappearance soon spread in the Ling family compound. The Ling family's house calmly commanded a large guard and a guard to search for Lord Ling.

Inexp, at this time, a terrible ferocity broke out in this small yard. They hurried over and saw the two children of the Ling family fighting in the small courtyard.

When the guards in blue saw such a strange and fierce knife method as Lingxiao Tower, they suddenly felt cold all over their bodies. They couldn't help touching their waist and abdomen and felt a trace of coldness. It seemed that they were cutting this knife.

They can see that Ling Qianjun's strength is above the Lingxiao Building, and the Jingyuan can be released externally, and the swordsmanship is very open and quite rules. However, this will also be a little slow due to the sinking of power.

If you can't dodge or draw a sword to resist in time, you will be cut into the ventral key point by Lingxiaolou's short knife the next moment. At this moment, Ling Qianjun suddenly twisted his waist and abdomen, and his body was slightly forward. A red light bloomed, with a bell sound, and sparks splashed everywhere.

Ling Xiaolou's short knife hit the back of Ling Qianjun's waist heavily, but there was no blood splash. Ling Qianjun once again resisted Ling Xiaolou's fierce knife with his powerful elite defense.

Ling Xiaolou stepped back and rushed out of the fire point. Suddenly, his arm hurt and he saw a small hole the size of a thumb in his robe. A spark fell on his skin, making him feel needle-like pain.

He looked at Ling Qianjun with a solemn look. The first knife did not cut Ling Qianjun's neck, but he didn't expect that the essence in his body was piled up and superimposed on nine small Sundays, and the explosive power still could not break through the opponent's elite defense.

He can't break through the opponent's defense. Even if he is much faster than the other party, he can't hurt the other party. This couldn't help but make him look at Ling Qianjun.

The two circled around each other a few times and fought again! Ling Xiaolou still mainly used speed and strange knife methods, while Ling Qianjun fought steadily, resisted with his amazing fine defense, and from time to time smashed Ling Xiaolou with a broad sword.

Ling Qianjun attacked and killed in a violent way, which made Ling Xiaolou a little stunned by the burning feeling from the part touched by the other party's broad sword, as if there was a flame attached to his skin.