Future Martial Arts Training Network

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"We all returned to Hanhai City safely, you don't have to worry, just be more careful." Nangong Hongyan immediately replied to his message, obviously waiting for Ling Xiao's message.

Ling Xiao didn't say anything else, he just smiled back at her, and he didn't say anything about what happened to him, he didn't want to worry her and the Ling family too much.

Afterwards, Ling Xiao sent a WeChat message to his parents and Ling Zifang to report his safety, and then turned off his mobile phone to avoid being located by the signal of the mobile phone.

Ling Xiao then continued on his way, until after dark, he found a mountain peak to stop to rest, and practiced quietly until late at night, then reviewed and summarized today's battle with the seventh-level Wuzong.

"Martial sects above the seventh level are not only stronger in cultivation, but also stronger in physical fitness, so their ability to resist blows is also stronger. If it weren't for the great power of my divine sense martial arts, I am afraid that it would not be so easy to kill a seventh-level Wu Zong .”

Ling Xiao didn't lose confidence because of this, on the contrary, his confidence was getting stronger and stronger, as long as the opponent didn't show up with a ninth-level Wuzong, even if it was an eighth-level Wuzong, he might fight and then retreat.

Moreover, he could feel that with today's battle, his fifth spiritual liquid vortex seemed to be spinning faster, and the speed of absorbing spiritual energy was also faster.

"It seems that after the big battle, more spiritual power consumption will also promote the practice. In this case, I will try to fight with them every day in the future. Although it may not be able to kill people, fighting will improve my strength faster."

Ling Xiao has a new understanding of fighting and training, and the fighting factor in his body is also stimulated, and he is full of anticipation for the next battle. Of course, he will not foolishly follow and fight a group of opponents , but looking for opportunities to break through one by one, anyway, they are looking for themselves, not themselves looking for them.

Ling Xiao believed that as long as he kept running in the direction of Hanhai City, he would always meet warriors who came to his door on the way, and there would be many battles at that time, so he was not in a hurry.

But Ling Xiao, who stopped to rest, didn't know that his killing of the Scorpio team had a huge impact on the Wuzong powerhouse in this temporary force that was chasing and killing him.

"What? Even Lord Scorpio died in Ling Xiao's hands?" When receiving this message, many martial arts sects of the fifth, sixth, and even seventh ranks couldn't believe it, because Scorpio is not counted among the seventh-level martial sects. the weak.

"I heard it was more than that. At that time, Lord Scorpio was leading a small team to follow up, but Ling Xiao ambushed him, and started to intercept and kill the team. In the end, all five strong members of the team, including Lord Scorpio, were killed."

"How powerful is this Ling Xiao?

Didn't you say that you are only a third-level and fourth-level Wuzong? How could it be possible that even Lord Scorpio led a small team to be wiped out? "

"Even a small team was killed by Ling Xiao in a short period of time, so his real strength is not weaker than that of the eighth-rank Martial Ancestor."

"How did he cultivate? Not to mention becoming a strong Wuzong at such a young age, how powerful is he?"

"Isn't this the purpose of our pursuit of Ling Xiao to catch him? Either he has a treasure that can be quickly cultivated, or a skill or secret technique that can be quickly cultivated? As long as we can get it, we can also quickly cultivate it. Practice to be strong."

"Even Lord Scorpio is dead, should we think about it, if we meet Ling Xiao, I'm afraid we will have to deliver food to him." Some fifth-level and sixth-level Wuzong hesitated.

"I'm afraid it's too late to quit now. The lord said when we joined that we must wait until the matter is over before we can quit. Otherwise, it's hard to say whether we will live long enough to see Ling Xiao?"

"Then let's all be careful, do logistics work for them, collect intelligence and pass on information, it's not up to us weak people to do desperate things."

The person who said this was a sixth-level Wuzong, but he felt bitter. When did the sixth-level Wuzong become weak, shouldn't he be a giant of martial arts power?

However, when meeting Ling Xiao, the sixth-level Wuzong was not enough. Although he is only a fourth-level Wuzong, his real strength can kill a seventh-level Wuzong, so it is better to keep a low profile for a sixth-level Wuzong.

When it was almost dawn, Ling Xiao set off again. After running for more than ten miles, he left the mountains and entered Qinghai territory. Although there were some mountains and hills in front of him, they were not as steep as the Eastern Tianshan Mountains. .

Ling Xiao didn't use modern means of transportation, but headed towards Hanhai City casually as if he was traveling. He knew that as long as he didn't go back, the Ling family in Hanhai City would not be in trouble.

And in about ten days, he might break through to the fifth-level Martial Ancestor, and even if the opponent's ninth-level Martial Ancestor appeared behind the scenes, he would still have the power to fight, so Ling Xiao has already regarded this battle as a way to sharpen himself A rare opportunity.

Ling Xiao didn't try to hide on purpose, but he didn't expose himself on purpose either, but acted casually. When he met a minibus at the foot of the mountain, he waved to stop it and got on the bus.

This is a 19-seater minibus, and there happens to be one seat in the car, which is located in the middle of the back row. Because there is no shelter in front of this position, if you are not careful, you may fall out when the car stops suddenly, so ordinary passengers I don't want to sit in the middle seat.

Ling Xiao sat on it naturally, and on his left was an elderly couple in their fifties, with an honest appearance, and they were still talking to each other about some short things about their parents.

And on Ling Xiao's right, there are two young girls sitting, one of them is in her twenties, dressed a bit fashionable, and she smells of perfume, but it's not a good perfume, because the smell is a bit pungent.

The other girl was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and she looked very pure, like a child in the mountains. She sat next to Ling Xiao, and a pair of big black eyes glanced over from time to time, because Ling Xiao was young and handsome, and there was a sense of helplessness in her body. The breath of speaking made her feel very peaceful.

"Sister Ah Zhen, is it really that good in the city?" After a while, the two girls on Ling Xiao's right chatted in a low voice, and the little girl asked curiously.

"Ah Cao, the city is much better than our mountain. There are buildings taller than the mountain, streets wider than this road, and all kinds of shops and department stores. Delicious food, all kinds of beautiful clothes, much better than the life in the mountains." The older girl A Zhen said with a smile, but Ling Xiao heard some temptation from her words the meaning of.

"Sister Ah Zhen, thank you for bringing me out. I will work hard to earn a lot of money, and then help my grandma to treat her illness, and help my elder brother build a house to marry a wife." Ah Cao said gratefully and longingly.