Chapter 199, show your true intentions

"What? Hasn't this Lingxiao Tower tried its best yet? A teenager exclaimed in a low voice.

"It's very likely! Ling Xiaolou is not a fool. Since he dares to provoke us, he must have a certain ability!"

"Yes, the four young master of the Ling family can kill so many horse thieves, which may be exaggerated, but it also has 70% or 80% credibility."

The teenagers who followed Huang Fukui quickly exchanged views and thought that Ling Xiaolou was really clumsy and did not talk big.

"What are you, even if your strength improves, what can you do for me?" Li Kuan stared at Ling Xiaolou coldly, holding an amethyst gun and pointing straight to Lingxiaolou.

"What am I? You will know soon. It's useless to say more!" Ling Xiaolou shouted and didn't want to talk too much nonsense with his opponents. His eyes were open, and a touch of light golden light surged.

The dull sound came, and the ring made of iron and black iron was shaking, as if a giant was running on it. Ling Xiaolou grabbed the short knife, took the initiative to attack, and rushed forward.

The metal crisp sounded, and Li Kuan's amethyst long gun was shaken open for the first time, and there was a trace of uncertainty in his eyes. The strength of the other party has really improved.

The opponent didn't lie, it's true and powerful.

Ling Xiaolou bounced off the other party's amethyst long gun with a knife, and the speed was raised to the extreme. The next step was in front of Li Kuan. The short knife crossed a strange arc in the air and instantly cut the side of his opponent's neck.

At this time, the platinum essence in Lingxiaolou's body completed the superposition of a big Sunday.

"Block it!" Li Kuan roared, and the purple-blue light on his body became stronger and brighter, especially on the side of his neck, and the purple-blue light was almost solid.

Dang!

Ling Xiaolou's short knife cut on the side of Li Kuan's neck, making a sound like a metal attack. Such a strange knife was easily resisted by the other party.

Lingxiao drew a knife expressionlessly on the floor. Immediately with his left leg as the fulcrum, the whole person rotated fiercely for a week, with a loud noise, and the two bodies collided with each other. Li Kuan snorted and was knocked out, with blood spewing out of his mouth.

With one blow, Ling Xiaolou took a big step to the edge of the ring, stood in front of Li Kuan, completed three large weekly piles of platinum essences, and poured into the short knife along his arm meridians.

The dark knife suddenly emitted a dazzling light golden light, and the blade formed a sharp golden line.

Dangling...

Ling Xiaolou waved a knife continuously, and every time the knife fell was a spark. It has to be said that Li Kuan's attack and defense are powerful. He has fallen more than ten times in a row, but he can't break the opponent's fine defense.

Boom!

Lingxiaolou did not hesitate to run the platinum essence, piled up and superimposed again, and instantly upgraded to the level of piled up and superimposed on four major Sundays!

Dangling...

The sound of metal impact is endless, and Mars is everywhere. Li Kuan's defense was amazing, but he was still resisted.

Lingxiao's face was solemn, and the platinum essence was still piling up and superimposed. In the blink of an eye, it rushed to the seven major Sundays.

The black knife blade and gold thread are getting more and more brilliant, almost breaking out. The sharp breath shot on Li Kuan, which made him miserable.

"Ah..." Li Kuan roared and was furious. He sprayed two purple-blue beams into his eyes and shot at Lingxiao Tower.

At the same time, the purple-blue light of his body became stronger and stronger, and the purple-blue essence came out of his body, wrapped around him, and ran with some mysterious trajectory.

A feeling of palpitations suddenly rose in Ling Xiaolou's heart and hurriedly withdrew. The platinum essence in his body maintained at the level of seven major Sundays, standing on the other side of the ring, staring at Li Kuan with a solemn face. After all, this knife did not fall.

"Roar..."

Li Kuan made a roaring sound like a beast, with a cold and indifferent breath, like the resurrection of a peerless beast, horrible.

Li Kuan's pair of black and white eyes actually changed to purple and cyan, like two grinding discs to wipe him out.

Lingxiaolou looks solemn. In his pupils, a virtual shadow of a purple-blue snake appeared, emitting a cold smell.

This snake hovers above Li Kuan's head, which can be three feet long and the bucket is thick. Although it is a virtual shadow, he can see the big snake, densely covered with a layer of purple-blue scales the size of a thumb cover, shining with the unique cold luster of metal in the sun.

"Purple-blue snake? What does this mean?" Ling Xiaolou whispered to himself.

Li Kuan's black hair is flying, his eyes are cold, and his breath is cold. He stares at Ling Xiaolou and said indifferently, "You are so powerful that you can force me to use your true intentions!"

"The true meaning of the purple-squall dragon snake gun! Kill!" Li Kuan roared, and the cold breath on his body became stronger and stronger, like the recovery of a peerless fierce snake.

The long amethyst gun in his hand came like a poisonous snake and stabbed Ling Xiaolou's head in an instant.

With the movement of the amethyst long gun, the purple-scale dragon snake hovering above his head also moved, opening its teeth and claws, roaring repeatedly, and killing Lingxiao Tower.

Ling Xiaolou was suddenly cold all over, and the pressure came to his face, as heavy as a mountain, almost crushing his spine.

"Kill!"

Ling Xiaolou knew that he had reached the most dangerous moment. The other party is a master of martial arts who understands the truth, powerful and terrible.

Although he did not know what special ability the purple-scale dragon snake had, his keen intuition about the crisis told him that if he did not use all his strength, he might really fall.

"The true meaning of the purple-squalled dragon snake! Li Kuan really understood the true meaning of the purple-squalled dragon snake! Haha... Now we will definitely win!"

"The purple-sickled dragon snake is an ancient fierce beast, which only exists in mythical stories. Li Kuan is really a genius to realize this true meaning! Even if you only understand a little fur, it's amazing enough!"

"Yes! If we divide the level of true meaning in Wutang, the purple-scale dragon snake can definitely be at the forefront!"

The young man next to Huang Fukui clenched his fist tightly and his eyes lit up, as if he saw his companion's victory.

Huang Fuyue's eyes flashed with a complex color. Unconsciously, his fists were also clenched and clenched. Li Jin and Xu Li looked worried and stared at the figure in the ring.

Just when everyone thought that Li Kuan would win, and Ling Xiaolou would lose, Ling Xiaolou's arms, hands, feet, knees, eyebrows and soul, and nine big holes suddenly lit up.

His nine holes all over his body emit light golden light, and it is getting brighter and brighter. In the blink of an eye, it is like nine rounds of rising sun, which is very terrible.

"His acupuncture point stores the truth?"

"It's terrible! This fourth young master of the Ling family is also a strong man who understands the truth!"

"Haha... I've seen some of them..."