Dou Po: Lord of the Great Thousand

Tang Ling reached forward with his right hand, and at the same time, the fighting cyclone in his body was running wildly. In an instant, a white ice wheel about an inch in diameter appeared on both sides of his right hand.

Two ice wheels were suspended parallel to the front and back of his right hand. As the fighting energy in Tang Ling's body continued to pour in, the ice energy between the two ice wheels became thicker and thicker.

Until a full 20% of Tang Ling's Eight-Star Fighter's fighting energy was poured into it, the two ice wheels instantly expanded, taking on the shape of an ice spear.

The ice spear is about two meters long, pale in color, and seems to be both real and imaginary. The tip of the spear formed by the ice wheel in front is still rotating, causing the ice energy around the gun body to continuously condense.

"Koraichi: Wheel Gun!"

Tang Ling drank softly, ignoring Sun Tao's begging for mercy, and shot out the ice gun in his hand, heading towards Sun Tao who was frantically trying to avoid him. In the blink of an eye, the ice gun was behind Sun Tao.

Sun Tao felt the biting coldness coming from his back, and while running forward desperately, he turned around hastily, and the fighting energy in his body spurted out from his hands without reservation.

"Yellow level intermediate fighting skill: round water shield!"

The fighting energy of an Eight-Star Fighter surged out under Sun Tao's all-out effort. In front of him, a round blue water shield about one foot thick and three feet wide condensed.

The spears and shields intersected, and the water shield exerted by Sun Tao with all his strength was directly shattered. The ice spear, under Tang Ling's control, did not stop, and penetrated directly into Sun Tao's heart, nailing it firmly to the ground.

The ice gun was filled with cold air, causing a thick layer of white frost to cover the surrounding ground.

Tang Ling couldn't help but feel extremely shocked as he slightly calmed down the fighting spirit surging in his body.

This was the first time he had fought with someone, and it was a fight of the same realm.

He made a sneak attack first, and used a powerful single-target attack move in the Xuan-level fighting skill "Hyunlun Vacuum Strike" - Kong Qi: Wheel Gun. The easy victory was as expected, but the process surprised him a little.

With 20% of the fighting spirit in his body, he fought against the yellow-level intermediate "Round Water Shield" which was five times the strength of his own fighting spirit. The round gun won like a thunderbolt, allowing Tang Ling to see for the first time the huge gap between fighting skills.

The intermediate Xuan level can easily defeat the yellow level fighting skills with five times the fighting spirit! What if it is the earth level or the heaven level?

Think about the original work, Xiao Yan relied on fighting skills to defeat the strong and destroy powerful enemies every time. It was not until this moment that Tang Ling truly realized that it was not just the halo of the protagonist. Fighting with others, fighting skills

It's really the most important thing.

With thoughts flashing in his mind, Tang Ling looked down at Sun Tao and sighed.

The wheel gun passed through his heart, and coupled with the cold air of the ice attribute itself, Sun Tao was already a corpse at this time.

Leaning over and closing Sun Tao's eyes in disbelief, Tang Ling spoke in a low voice: "You and I have different positions. I will not be pretentious or excuse myself when I kill you today. You are the first human being to die in my hands."

, just let me give you a ride again."

After saying that, Tang Ling stood up and blasted out his fighting spirit, blasting a deep pit of about two meters next to the river. He waved his hand and sent Sun Tao's body into the pit, and used his fighting spirit again to gather the exploded soil to form a small tomb.

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Looking down at the tomb, Tang Ling thought for a while, then took out the silk cloth that originally wrapped the fourth-level magic core from his arms. He dipped his hand into the blood stains left by Sun Tao when he died, and wrote "Frost Wings" on the silk cloth.

The location of Panbingji's cave.

He folded the silk cloth, placed it on the tomb, and pressed it down with a large pebble. Tang Ling looked back in the direction he was looking, and without stopping, headed towards the swamp in the west.

Walking to the edge of the swamp, Tang Ling did not hesitate to use up the fighting energy in his body to make snowflakes appear out of thin air. In this way, he stepped on the snowflakes and flew in the low air, turning around and heading towards a hillside to the south where he came from. It was not until the fighting energy in his body bottomed out that he finally

Fall to the ground and hurry on.

This is the territory of the seventh-level monster, the Frost-Winged Disk Ice Chi. Although the Frost-Winged Disk Ice Chi is in the process of performing the secret method of Nirvana, the aura of the seventh-level monster is still spreading for hundreds of miles around.

Low-level monsters would never dare to approach this place, and high-level monsters would not attack this little bug. It was precisely because of this that Tang Ling dared to waste his fighting energy without restraint, walking at low altitude in order not to leave any traces.

On the other side, the three people who had not waited for Sun Tao and Tang Ling to return for a long time came to look for it knowing that something was wrong, but they only found a new tomb.

Publicis took the silk cloth handed over by Yang Heng, and the contents on the silk cloth came into view.

[Fifty miles south of the snow-capped mountains! Tang Ling]

With his right hand, he clenched the silk cloth into a ball. Publicis roared angrily: "This little beast, if I find him, I will cut him into pieces with a thousand knives!"

Yang Heng's face turned dark and his tone was stern: "Let's not talk about Sun Tao's death for now. What do you think of the letter left by this boy named Tang?"

"Hmph!" Yang Shi said with an angry tone, glaring at Yang Heng with tiger eyes, "How else can we look at it? He wants to lead us to another place so that he can find the seventh-level magic beast alone. By then, he has a

It’s not easy for a fifth-level monster to turn around and kill us again!”

Yang Heng was silent for a while when he heard this. What Yang He said was reasonable. But he always felt that Tang Ling, who was extremely slippery along the way, left information to not simply mislead them.

Confused, Yang Heng turned his attention to the west. When he first found this place and found that Sun Tao was dead, Yang Heng immediately sent Liang Jing to follow the traces left by Tang Ling and go to the west to search.

At this point, Liang Jing should return as agreed, no matter whether there is any result or not.

But so far there is still no sign of anyone!

Yang Heng wondered, could it be that Liang Jing also encountered Tang Ling and was killed by him?

While he was wondering, there was suddenly a sound of footsteps coming from the west. Yang Heng looked back and saw a person who should not be here, appearing together with Liang Jing.

The visitor was wearing a different black robe than usual, and his gray hair clearly showed that the owner was old. The old man was supported by Liang Jing's hands, and he coughed from time to time while walking, making him look a little old.

Cloud Oak!

The deacon of Yunlan Sect stationed in Lanshan Town──Yun Oak!

After more than ten years in Lanshan Town, why didn't Yang Heng know the strongest man in Lanshan Town? What's more, he was also the backer of their Crazy Lion Mercenary Group.

Looking at Yun Qiu who was being supported by Liang Jing respectfully, Yang Heng's heart felt cold. At the same time, he also secretly hated himself for not listening to his sister-in-law Liu Yue's advice to get rid of this spy as soon as possible.

Now, how could he and Publicis, his own three-star fighting master, and Publicis's six-star fighting master, be the opponents of a three-star fighting spirit?

Although Yunqiu looked like an old man who would collapse in the wind, Yang Heng, who knew him well, knew that it was just the appearance of Yunqiu. Five years ago, a passing four-star fighting master provoked Yunqiu.

, the image of being beheaded by his sword still remained deeply in Yang Heng’s mind.

Yunqiu walked forward slowly, coughed twice, and spoke slowly and kindly: "You two Yang brothers, can you show me the silk cloth in your hands?"

Yang Heng's face turned ashen when he heard this. Before the death of the four-star great fighter, Yun Qiu also asked in such a friendly manner.

What's more, logically speaking, the two of them should be regarded as Yunqiu's subordinates. Going into the mountains to hunt for treasure like this without informing him is already a traitor. Based on this matter, Yunqiu will never keep their brothers.

Two lives.

Looking back at his brother, Yang Heng was just about to ask him what his plans were when he saw that his brother's face did not show fear or despair because of the appearance of Yun Oak, but instead showed a look of ecstasy.

Astonished in his heart, he heard Liang Jing scream, and then Yun Oak's roar came: "You bitch, how dare you!!"