Dan Emperor Sword Emperor

Chapter 1175 Underground Fighting Club 15

"Boom!"

A huge muffled sound came, and I saw Shan Yusong's soles stepping on the ground, directly smashing the ground.

In an instant, Shan Yusong's figure had reached Huang Ling's side, and he smashed Huang Ling's head with his huge fist.

"Do not!"

Huang Ling looked at the fist that was getting closer, and let out a hysterical cry. The whole person instantly entered a state of madness.

Just when Shan Yusong's fist was only one centimeter away from Huang Ling's head, the long sword in Huang Ling's hand suddenly swung horizontally, blocking her in front of her.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Huang Ling's figure was suddenly pushed away by this huge rebound force.

"Boom!"

Huang Ling fell heavily on the ring, and her body was sore from the fall.

Seeing this scene, many disciples could not help but gasped.

They didn't expect that Shan Yusong would have such a powerful fighting power!

This result is simply beyond their imagination!

"How is it? Are you convinced?"

Standing on the high platform, Shan Yusong looked at Huang Ling and asked with a sneer.

"What to wear? I still have the strongest secret technique I haven't shown yet!"

Hearing Shan Yusong's question, Huang Ling glared at Shan Yusong with gritted teeth and said viciously.

Hearing Huang Ling's words, Shan Yusong laughed contemptuously:

"The strongest move? Do you think I'll be fooled? Do you think the move you used can really hurt me?"

"How do you know if you don't try?"

Huang Ling said with a sneer in disbelief.

Hearing Huang Ling's words, a look of contempt flashed in Shan Yusong's eyes:

"Since you insist on doing this, then don't blame me for killing flowers!"

And just when Shan Yusong was about to start, Huang Ling started to make seals frantically.

Seeing Huang Ling's seal formation, all the warriors around couldn't help holding their breaths.

But soon, they knew the answer.

I saw Huang Ling's palm turned over, her fingers continuously pinched the magic, and black runes appeared in Huang Ling's hand.

Seeing the runes in Huang Ling's hands, all the warriors frowned.

What is this?

"Om!"

Just when everyone was puzzled, the runes in Huang Ling's hand suddenly burst into a dark light.

"Huh!"

When the light dissipated, a huge figure appeared in front of Huang Ling.

"This... what is this?"

Looking at the figure in front of Huang Ling, the expressions of Shan Yusong and others couldn't help but change greatly.

"Hey! Shan Yusong, take a look! Can you take my strongest move?"

Huang Ling looked at Shan Yusong with a sneer, her eyes full of confidence, she said with a sneer.

"Thorn King Projection, kill!"

With a low voice from Huang Ling.

The thorn king projection in Huang Ling's hand suddenly rushed towards Shan Yusong, with a terrifying aura, and crushed it towards Shan Yusong.

Looking at the projection of this king of thorns, Shan Yusong's expression changed greatly.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Following Huang Ling's order, the four tentacles projected by the King of Thorn lifted up and blasted towards Shan Yusong's chest.

Each tentacle carries a fierce wind and a suffocating momentum.

"Shhhhhh!"

Seeing the projection of the king of thorns attacking him, Shan Yusong ran the spiritual energy in his body without hesitation, shrouding his body in the aura to prevent these projections of the king of thorns from hurting his body, and at the same time moving quickly, Avoid being attacked by the Thorn King Projection.

However, although Shan Yusong avoided the attack of the King Thorn Projection, the intensive attacks of the King Thorn Projection still attacked Shan Yusong in waves.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Wave after wave, the projection of the king of thorns continuously slammed into Shan Yusong, with full attack power, no matter where Shan Yusong hid, he would be attacked by the projection of the king of thorns.

While avoiding the attack of the Thorn King's projection, Shan Yusong kept releasing attacks to offset the attack of the Thorn King's projection.

With wave after wave of attacks, Shan Yusong's attack speed became slower and slower.

Seeing that Shan Yusong was no longer as relaxed as before, Huang Ling's mouth showed a sinister smile and shouted loudly:

"Shan Yusong, you better admit defeat, you can't beat me! There is still a huge gap between your strength and mine!"

"Really? I want to see how much you have to make me admit defeat!"

"Boom!"

Shan Yusong roared, and the spiritual energy in his body exploded!

"Secret technique! Henghuan Fist Shadow!"

I saw Shan Yusong waving his fists again and again, circle after circle of golden-yellow fist shadows, circling in the air non-stop, spreading non-stop, the power continued to increase, and the power did not decrease.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Boom! Boom!"

Circles and circles of golden light balls kept condensing in Shan Yusong's hands, constantly bombarding the projection of the Thorn King in the air.

With the explosion of the golden light ball, the projection of the King of Thorn was instantly shattered.

"puff!"

Looking at the Thorn King's projection that was smashed by himself with all his strength, Shan Yusong opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and a pale face appeared on his face, apparently suffering some minor injuries.

"Is your secret technique only at this level?"

Shan Yusong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said to Huang Ling with a cold snort.

Shan Yusong's tone was full of strong ridicule and disdain.

"you……"

Hearing Shan Yusong's words, Huang Ling's pretty face instantly turned ashen.

She never thought that Shan Yusong would crack her secret technique so easily.

"You...well...very...well..."

Looking at Shan Yusong, Huang Ling was so angry that she was speechless.

She didn't expect that Shan Yusong would crack his secret technique so easily, so that the gap between the two of them would be even more obvious.

She has no chance of winning at all!

"What? Are you really going to fight with me?"

Shan Yusong raised his brows and said coldly to Huang Ling.

Hearing this, Huang Ling took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in her heart, and said to Shan Yusong:

"I admit, I am not your opponent! I lost!"

After saying that, Huang Ling's figure swayed and flew towards the bottom of the ring.

And those warriors who watched, saw this scene, they were stunned, and they started talking.

"Huang Ling lost? Huang Ling lost to that young genius named Shan Yusong?"

"Yeah! Unexpectedly, Huang Ling lost to a little-known Mao boy! Who is this Mao boy?"...

Hearing the voices of the people around, Huang Ling ignored it and just went back to her seat and sat down.

Sitting on the right of Huang Ling is Huang Ling's personal maid named Xiao Lian.

Xiaolian glanced at Huang Ling, and there was a hint of pity in her eyes, she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Miss, did we just lose like this?"

After a while, Xiao Lian had a worried look on her face and asked Huang Ling.

Hearing this, Huang Ling shook her head slightly and said, "Fate is like this, we can't do anything about it!"

Although Huang Ling was not reconciled, she was very clear in her heart that if she did not admit defeat, Shan Yusong would definitely not leave her life behind.

Hearing Huang Ling's words, Xiao Lian fell silent.

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