Chapter 140, Fight

The man's body in black was as hard as iron, with a short knife cut on his hands, and sparks splashed everywhere. Lingxiao Tower operated a special red fire essence, and after the accumulation and superposition of the big day, it burst into a terrible power. It still could not bombard the opponent, but was injured by the powerful anti-shock force.

"Young man, good strength! Does Jingyuan actually have special attributes, er, flame attributes? The man in black meditated for a moment and whispered, "If this is your support, then your prospects are not good!"

"Thank you for reminding me!" Ling Xiaolou said blankly, "What about your hard body? It's not a real piece of iron!" After a pause, he was so angry that he said, "You are really a piece of iron, and I can melt you!"

The man in black did not speak, but Ling Xiaolou could feel the chill from the other party. It seems that his ridicule and ridicule still played a role.

The man in black took a wrong foot, turned his hands into palms, and came again. His hands were filled with a faint layer of gold, like a golden flame beating, and his whole body suddenly jumped, and his palms were patted with a terrorist machine.

Ling Xiaolou's eyelids jumped, and the golden color of the black man's hands did not look sharp, but had a kind of grandeur and a sacred taste. It seems that he is a demon, and the other party is a powerful King Kong who defeats demons.

The red fire essence in Lingxiaolou's body roared and surged like a wild wave, and soon completed the accumulation and superposition of the second big Sunday. The black knife was covered with a layer of light gold, sharp as light, and heavily cut into the palm of the other party's hand!

With a sound, the short knife cut the back of the man in black robe's hand. The person in the black robe fell to the ground, and he took seven or eight steps back to stabilize his body. The tiger's mouth was numb and he could hardly hold the knife.

Ling Xiaolou was shocked. The man in black is very powerful. If he is the fifth level, the other party can reach at least the eighth level or even the ninth level. There is a huge gap in strength between the two sides.

"Is it the strong man of Wuzong..." Ling Xiaolou whispered to himself.

Ling Xiaolou's eyes flashed and wanted to see the man in black robes thoroughly, but unfortunately he had not seen the strong man in Wuzongjing and could not be judged. However, he thought that even if the other party was not a strong man in Wuzongjing, he was also a martial artist at the peak.

"Young man, your elite attributes are good, but it's a pity that your cultivation is lower. If you want to hurt me, you still can't do it!" The man in black looked up, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.

Ling Xiaolou ignored the sarcasm and ridicule in the other party's words, and the red fire spirit rumbled and piled up in his body, and soon completed the third big Sunday. However, Lingxiao Tower did not move, and still manipulated the red fire elites to accumulate horrible power in the ninth week.

"Huh? Your momentum is increasing, er, yes, it seems that you have a secret method to enhance the explosive power of Jingyuan. The man in black seems to be talking to himself and talking to Ling Xiaolou.

"Well, it's getting late, and it's time to end!" The man in black suddenly looked up and said calmly.

"Brother Ling!" Li Jin suddenly shouted, grabbed a rune bow wrapped in black cloth on one side of Ling Xiaolou's body, and took a red arrow with the other hand.

The rune bow is a Yuanmeng boutique he took from Lujiang River, engraved with dense and powerful runes. The red arrow is also engraved with runes, spreading from the tail to the tip and ending at the end of the arrow.

Ling Xiaolou took an arrow and pulled the bow without hesitation. It had just completed the rapid flow of the accumulation of four large Sundays. In a thousandth of a second, the energy was completed. He released a sharp arrow.

With a soft sound, a red light rushed to the man in black, and the terrible atmosphere permeated the small yard. The sharp arrow is like a cluster of flames, penetrating the space and directly in front of the man in black.

"Open!" The man in black felt the power of the red light and did not dare to catch it easily with his body. His hands became claws, like a real dragon poked out the claws and grabbed the red light.

Suddenly, the black man's claws turned into copper gold, and the roar of the real dragon could be faintly heard. An idea flashed in Ling Xiaolou's mind: Dragon's claw hand! This is a famous martial art of Buddhism, which claims to be able to capture everything.

With a roar, the red light exploded, the Mars flew like rain, and the hot air waves swept away. A burning smell came, and Ling Xiaolou's eyes suddenly shrank. Through the cracks, he saw the true face of the man in black.

The man in black robe is actually a bald man, kind-looking and compassionate. The smell came from his hands, and the bald man actually took the arrow with his hands.

"How strong!" Although it is a hostile relationship, Ling Xiaolou has to admit that the bald man is really powerful. Oh no, it should be a monk, because he noticed the six neatly arranged scars on the other party's head!

"Come again!" Ling Xiaolou roared, took a sharp arrow again, and shot with a bow. Chi Mang appeared again, which was even more horrible this time, because Ling Xiaolou suffered trauma in the meridians and forcibly manipulated the red fire essence to complete the accumulation and superposition of the fifth big week.

Roar...

The red light makes a tiger roar. If a tiger comes out of the gate, it jumps off the cliff and kills its prey. The terrible atmosphere spread in the small yard. Li Jin couldn't stand the momentum and pulled Yang Fan back to the corner of the wall, and his back tightly pressed against the wall.

"Zha!"

The bald monk roared and didn't know when he took out a magic pestle and smashed it at the red light.

At this moment, it seemed that the sky was about to be smashed. The bald monk opened his eyes angrily and waved the magic pestle, and his body exuded copper gold, like an angry King Kong who wanted to defeat demons and eliminate demons.

The red light hit the magic pestle and suddenly burst, making a trembling explosion fluctuation. The fragments of the sharp arrow were shot everywhere, and the bald monk shouted loudly, and the copper gold on his body was even more. The fragments of the sharp arrow that could penetrate the stone could not hurt the bald monk at all.

The red fire spirit is roaring, and if the waves roar, at this time, the third sharp arrow of Lingxiao Tower is fully charged and will be shot out.

"Ky is looking for death!" The bald monk did not dare to hold it anymore. He held the magic pestle in his hand, roared like a beast. A golden angry King Kong bloomed from him and suspended above his head, which was ferocious and horrible.

Ling Xiaolou narrowed his eyes and released the sharp arrow without hesitation. At the same time, he threw the divine bow aside, took out the knife, and killed it like a wolf like a tiger.

He exuded a murderous spirit all over his body, trying his best to promote the knife spirit of the knife formula, and the corpse was full of blood. In the faint, there is a hazy world floating above his head.

In this world, corpses piled up into mountains, emitting a fierce evil spirit, blood converging into a sea, full of blood and turbulent waves.

One is the angry King Kong who defeats demons and eliminates demons, and the other is the evil sea of corpses and blood. As the short knife collided with the magic pestle, the magic pestle held by the angry King Kong also smashed into the sea of blood...