A Demon’s Path

At the same time, in the hall of Tianjiang City, five people, including Shen Nanfeng and Wang Zeyuan, were besieging Ling Xiao, and they were staging a wonderful duel just like the seven demon ancestors fighting against the seven holy places two years ago.

Two years ago, the patriarch of the seven demons was killed against the giants of the seven holy lands, but today Ling Xiao is not at a loss under the siege of five people!

It's just that two years ago, the ancestors of the Seven Demons and the giants of the Seven Great Sacred Lands fought an earth-shattering battle, but today's battle seems a bit incomprehensible.

When these five people fought with Ling Xiao, they didn't have the demeanor of a high-ranking person at all. Instead, they looked like rookie-level chain soul masters fighting.

Shen Nanfeng didn't know how many punches he had punched against Ling Xiao, even though Wujing Daoist had put a powerful talisman and a defensive talisman on him, Ling Xiao's iron-like fists still smashed Shen Nanfeng to pieces, and he couldn't find his way.

Zhao Yang is only at the Qing level now, so he can only transform into a green dragon and follow Ling Xiao closely. No matter how anxious he is, he still can't touch Ling Xiao with his dragon claws, even if it's just the corner of his clothes.

The green-level heroic spirit summoned by the Taishang Sect Master is still the highest-level sword-wielding angel. From Ling Xiao's point of view, it was a bird man holding a sword who just met him, and was immediately kicked out by Ling Xiao.

When it got up to fight again, it was still Ling Xiao's incomparably sharp kick that greeted him.

Wang Zeyuan kept casting all kinds of mental attacks, but he was the most useless among the five.

Spiritual power is Ling Xiao's forte. Even if Ling Xiao doesn't need to master any means of mental attack, and doesn't need any treasures to protect against mental shock, with his own strong mental power, at his current level, even if he stands there and casually attacks Wang Zeyuan , and couldn't hurt Ling Xiao at all.

The only person who can cause trouble for Ling Xiao is Wujing Daoist.

It has to be said that this good old man is quite sturdy when he starts his hands.

The talisman in his hand kept flying out, or the summoning talisman, which instantly summoned a dozen blue-level beasts to block Ling Xiao's dodging route, or threw hundreds of five-element talismans in one breath, bombarding Ling Xiao in a large area. .

If it wasn't for Ling Xiao's cleverness, sticking tightly to Shen Nanfeng's side, and letting the real Wujing use his weapon, Ling Xiao might have been hit by these talismans.

Shen Nanfeng was the most depressed one.

Ling Xiao, a cunning boy, only used Beimin Shenquan, a boxing skill, combined with his strange body technique of shrinking the ground to inches, and clung to Shen Nanfeng tightly.

Ling Xiao neither sent Shen Nanfeng flying, nor let him attack her, she just treated Shen Nanfeng as a human shield.

Even if Zhao Yang wanted to slap Ling Xiao with his sharp dragon claws, he had to be careful not to accidentally slap Shen Nanfeng.

This scene looked like Ling Xiao had kidnapped Shen Nanfeng, making it impossible for the other four to use advantageous attack methods. But anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that Ling Xiao's every move is very reasonable, and he has really managed to control the scene, one against five.

As long as he is a little careless, he will either be slashed by the sword-wielding angel of the green level, or he will be hit by the talisman paper of Wujing Daoist, or his back will be scratched by Zhao Yang's claws.

Looking at the scenery, in fact Ling Xiao also tried his best.

He used the Heavenly Eye Art to an extreme, analyzing the movements of the five people clearly at the same time, and made a quick judgment, so that he was able to do so with ease.

But Ling Xiao didn't dare to put in all his strength, he had to be careful that the remaining nine of the Ten Stars would plot against him, and he had to devote some attention to observe the movements of those nine.

Cheng Yu understood Ling Xiao's scruples, and shouted loudly: "Ling Xiao, don't worry! Kill these five guys, and let me block the nine people here for you!"

Those guys from the Ten Stars of the Star were furious immediately: "Little girl, you are too crazy! Don't you just want us not to make a move? Well, we will not make a move. When that kid named Ling Xiao finishes beating up, we will fight again." Kill him Ling Chi one by one with your own hands!"

With a trace of attention, Ling Xiao noticed Cheng Yu's imperceptible smile, and couldn't help sighing in her heart.

A good girl, just spoiled by herself, sin, sin.

However, with Cheng Yu's aggressive general method, Ling Xiao's attacks suddenly became sharper.

It was Shen Nanfeng who was unlucky at the beginning.

Ling Xiao suddenly accelerated the speed of punching, his fists flew like shadows, it was astonishingly fast.

And Shen Nanfeng had no choice but to accept the move passively. After fighting Ling Xiao for countless punches, he was finally unable to do what he wanted, and was hit in the chest by Ling Xiao's powerful heart-piercing fist.

Wow! Shen Nanfeng was blown away by a punch, and felt as if his internal organs were burning, extremely hot and painful.

For Ling Xiao's last move, the Heart-Piercing Fist, he used Liudao Sanmo's Heart-Shocking Demon Drilling Fist!

"Should die!" Zhao Yang roared, and the dragon claw aimed at Ling Xiao's head, and slapped it violently.

Ling Xiao quickly raised his fists to the top of his head, and with a snap, Ling Xiao's fists collided with Zhao Yang's dragon claws.

Because the ground couldn't bear the hard work of the two of them, the ground of the entire Tianjiang City hall was instantly shaken to dust!

The battle between Ling Xiao and these five people seemed to be ordinary, and they didn't use any moves or skills, but every move and every move could kill each other!

Seeing an opportunity, the sword-wielding angel summoned by the Taishang Sect Master grinned and stabbed Ling Xiao's back with a big sword.

"See if you're still alive!" Taishang Sect Master gritted his teeth, wishing that the angel would stab Ling Xiao out of eighteen thousand blood holes.

Just now Ling Xiao kicked the sword-wielding angel casually, as if kicking her in the face, which made her old face feel ashamed.

Ling Xiao played another big joke with the Taishang Sect Master.

When the sword of the sword-wielding angel was about to stab Ling Xiao's back, Ling Xiao kicked his feet abruptly, and with the help of Zhao Yang's dragon claws, he stood upside down and dodged the sword.

What's more terrible is that this sword didn't stop the castration, and unceremoniously pierced Zhao Yang Qinglong's belly in front of Ling Xiao.

The scale armor on the dragon's back was very hard, but the dragon's abdomen was not covered by dragon scales. The sword went straight into the abdomen of the green dragon that Zhao Yang transformed into, and sank into the depth of a finger!

"Roar!" Qinglong roared angrily, immediately threw Ling Xiao away, and slapped the silly sword-wielding angel into air with a slap.

puff! Taishang sect master and Zhao Yang spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and lost most of their fighting power.

"Good opportunity!" Daoist Wujing drew a talisman in the air with his hands, and a half-meter-long blood talisman was suddenly formed and printed on Ling Xiao's body.

The talisman drawn on the scene with the blood talisman consumes soul power and physical strength, but this blood talisman is faster than the paper talisman, and the attack effect is better.

Daoist Wujing didn't care too much, and spent 30% of his energy and soul power turning into the attack of this talisman.

Swipe... The blood talisman turned into countless blood arrows, intertwined with each other, like a net made of blood water, shooting towards Ling Xiao from all directions.

If this blood arrow hits Ling Xiao, it will surely pierce Ling Xiao into a hornet's nest.

It's a pity that Master Wujing was still disappointed, the blue armor shadow on Ling Xiao's body flickered, blocking all these bloody arrows from his body.

Master Wujing was stunned for a long time, and it took him a long time to come to his senses.

He has always forgotten that now he only has the strength of Qing level.

Only blue-level blood talismans can ignore the opponent's armor, not blue-level ones.

When Master Wujing just woke up, Ling Xiao's figure had already rushed in front of him, and without hesitation he punched Master Wujing in the abdomen.

"Pfft!" Daoist Wujing vomited a mouthful of blood, clutching his stomach and sitting on the ground, unable to move.

"Wang Zeyuan, it's your turn!" Ling Xiao yelled, and rushed towards Wang Zeyuan with a few quick steps.

Wang Zeyuan is good at mental attacks, and his physical strength is really pitifully weak.

However, in Ling Xiao's eyes, the mental attack he is good at is like a child's weak hammering, which is ridiculously weak.

Facing Ling Xiao who was close to him, the terrified Wang Zeyuan instantly sacrificed the magic weapon on his body.

A piece of cyan banner flew out of Wang Zeyuan's hand, and blocked Ling Xiao's punch that was attacking him at just the right time.

With a buzzing sound, Ling Xiao blasted the blue banner into shreds, and Wang Zeyuan's heart was broken into several pieces.

The Hunyuan Yiqi Banner is a blue-level treasure, and it’s nothing more than a green-level treasure now, and it’s broken like toilet paper. How can Wang Zeyuan not feel distressed?