Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

At this critical moment, Bai Yan hurriedly raised his hand, and an exquisite folding fan appeared in his hand instantly. The fan was painted with mountains, rivers, like a flowing picture.

Then, his wrist moved slightly, and the folding fan drew a graceful arc in the air, thundering at the oncoming fist shadow with the sound of the whistling wind.

Head-on!

boom!

As Bai Yan waved this fan, a thunder sounded in the air. Ling Xiao's huge fist shadow instantly shattered under the bombardment of the folding fan, turning into countless pieces, splashing everywhere.

At the same time, a strong gale burst out from the folding fan and headed straight for Ling Xiao's face, with the momentum to tear everything apart. However, the gale wind was shattered in an instant, and was blown away by Ling Xiao's punch, as if it had never existed.

"Brother Ling, why don't you use it when you hear that you are good at swords and swords? Do you look down on Mr. Bai?" Bai Yan's words were a little displeasure and provocation, and sparks of being challenged flashed in his eyes.

He had already used the weapons he carried with him and was ready to do his best, but Ling Xiao always responded with a pair of flesh fists, which made him feel that he was being despised and a spirit of unyielding aroused in his heart.

When Ling Xiao heard this, he smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth, but did not answer directly. His figure suddenly disappeared in place, as if he had merged into the air, leaving only a faint afterimage. The next moment, he had appeared behind Bai Yan, his movements were swift and silent, as if a cheetah had been lurking for a long time, and finally found the opportunity to attack.

A sharp elbow strike, with the terrifying force that had been compressed and collapsed, roared towards Bai Yan's neck.

Ling Xiao obviously did not hold back in this blow. He wanted to fully demonstrate his strength so that Bai Yan could understand that he did not despise his opponent, but had enough confidence and could also gain the upper hand against the soldiers with boxing.

Bai Yan's face changed suddenly. He felt the terrifying power surging behind him, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

He leaned forward suddenly, almost parallel to the ground, to avoid this sudden elbow strike. At the same time, the true energy in his body surged, and the golden light of protecting his body instantly opened, like a golden shield, covering his whole body.

At this moment, a holy sword appeared in his left hand, and the sword body was shining with dazzling light, as if it contained endless power.

Bai Yan used the sword as a shield to block Ling Xiao's terrifying elbow strike. The moment the holy sword collided with the elbow, a deafening roar erupted, as if the heaven and earth were trembling at this moment.

Bang!

Under the terrifying power, Bai Yan was forced back hundreds of meters despite the protection of his body by the holy sword. Under this blow, the land under his feet was plowed out of a deep gully, with dust flying and gravel splashing everywhere.

Bai Yan's figure drew an arc in the air and finally landed steadily, with a slightly pale face. Obviously, this attack also had a significant impact on him. However, his eyes became more firmer. He knew that the real contest had just begun.

"Brother Bai, it's not that you look down on you, but you are really not qualified to let me use weapons." Ling Xiao's voice was indifferent and calm. There was no slight contempt in his eyes, but instead revealed an indescribable depth.

He said slowly, "You should know that you and I are no longer warriors at the same level."

His words revealed a kind of self-confidence that was beyond the world. This was not because he looked down on Bai Yan, but because he knew that his strength was far beyond the other party and could easily deal with it without using weapons. He didn't want to waste any more energy, after all, he was surrounded by enemies, so he needed to be careful.

At this time, Bai Yan's face changed drastically. He felt the determination and confidence in Ling Xiao's words, which made him feel an indescribable sense of frustration. He turned around suddenly, and the fan in his hand suddenly waved, blew out a strong gust of wind, as if he wanted to blow away all obstacles that were blocking it.

The storm, with the whistling sound, collided with the fist shadow that Ling Xiao blasted again, and made a deafening sound. The wind and fist shadows intertwined together, forming a series of gorgeous lights and shadows, as if it was a visual feast.

Bai Yan secretly felt fortunate that his attack happened to block Ling Xiao's fist shadow. However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Ling Xiao's figure was divided into two, one in front and one behind, and at the same time.

Both figures exuded a powerful aura, as if they were two independent individuals, but they were closely connected, as if they were one.

They still use fists, but the fists contain extremely terrifying power, as if they want to destroy everything. Bai Yan could clearly feel the pressure, which was a kind of fear and shock from the depths of his soul.

Bai Yan was planning to use the sharpness of the holy sword to force Ling Xiao to take out weapons to fight to prove his strength. However, at this critical moment, Ling Xiao's figure miraculously divided into two, one in front and one behind, just like Two lightning strikes at Bai Yan at the same time.

Although Ling Xiao still used his fist, the power and speed contained in the fist brought Bai Yan an unprecedented terrifying pressure, as if even the air was frozen at this moment.

Bai Yan's face changed slightly. He quickly adjusted his body, stomped his right foot gently on the ground, and his whole body flashed dozens of meters away from the right like a phantom, trying to use this to widen the distance from Ling Xiao and find an opportunity to counterattack. .

However, Ling Xiao's speed was beyond imagination. The two figures arrived almost at the same time, like two invisible chains, tightly locking Bai Yan's retreat.

Bai Yan's heart was shocked. He did not dare to be careless at all. He flashed back again. This time, he avoided Ling Xiao's attack almost in a slight margin. Sweat slid down his forehead and dripped to the ground, making a slight sound, and the air was filled with tension and danger.

No mistakes, one song, one post, one content, one reading!

Seeing this, Ling Xiao curled a sneer at the corner of his mouth. He was about to take action again to completely suppress Bai Yan. However, at this moment, Bai Yan suddenly disappeared, as if he had merged into the air, with no trace to be found.

When Bai Yan appeared again, he was tightly wrapped in a surging gust of wind, which was raging like a storm, carrying the power to destroy the world.

Outside the gale wind, terrifying sword energy was covered with like a sharp sword, forming an indestructible defense net, like a huge hedgehog, making people unable to get close to it.

Boom boom boom boom...

The earth trembled in the continuous roar, as if even the ancient power under the earth's crust was awakened, and the sky was not willing to be lonely, with dark clouds and thunder rumbling, as if it was accompaniment for this shocking battle.

Ling Xiao's figure was like a ghost, constantly flashing on the battlefield. Every time he appeared, it was accompanied by a heart-pounding wave of power. His fist shadows were stacked up, like a storm, invincible.