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Moreover, the old man asked Hai Xin to be Xiao Ling's protector during his cultivation. How could Xiao Ling become possessed?

Is it difficult for Xiao Ling to have an accident while practicing? This is the first reason that the old man thinks of, but who is so bold as to break into Xiao Ling's room?

No matter who it is, Xiao Ling has gone crazy and caused a scene in the arena. It will only be a matter of time before the giants of the round table find out.

The original plan was perfect, but unexpectedly, there was such a mistake in the middle. Only a little bit, the killer organization can dominate the top of the dark forces.

For the current plan, we can only control the obsessed Xiao Ling, otherwise the situation will be out of control.

The old man slowly stood up from his seat, a majestic aura emanating from his body, and Varejao beside him also felt this death-like aura.

With steady and powerful steps and a pale face, the old man wanted to walk to the distant battle place. Xiao Ling was still killing crazily, as if killing was the only reason for his survival.

Those people from the dark forces knew that they were no match for Xiao Ling and hurriedly withdrew from Xiao Ling's attack range to avoid incurring casualties.

"Stand back, I'll do it." The old man came to Xiao Ling, waved his arms, and shouted loudly.

The other people were slightly startled, seeing that he was the boss of the killer world, and they also saw how powerful the old man was yesterday, so they went back obediently.

Besides, the one who went crazy was his adopted son, so the old man had the obligation to clean up the mess.

The old man looked at his adopted son Xiao Ling and felt a little sad in his heart. He was a good person, but he turned into this.

It was all the fault of the person who ruined Xiao Ling's cultivation. The old man decided to clean up the place and track down the person who was causing trouble behind the scenes.

Xiao Ling saw an old man standing in front of him. He had no idea he was his adoptive father. His blood-red eyes were filled with killing intent, and his face was filled with a ferocious and evil smile. He seemed to know the old man standing in front of him.

He is a master.

Suddenly, Xiao Ling took a lunge and rushed towards the old man. When he was two meters away from the old man, he suddenly kicked off his legs, leaped into the air, and punched the old man in the face with a fierce fist.

A smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth. Unexpectedly, Xiao Ling's attack power when possessed was several times stronger than normal.

But compared to when the old man was in the ninth level the day after tomorrow, it was still a little worse.

The old man turned his fist into a palm and stood there without moving his body at all. He forcefully caught Xiao Ling's fist in mid-air.

Suddenly, an invisible air current appeared around the two of them. It quickly spread in all directions. Those who did not leave them immediately were scattered in all directions without the air current. It would be an exaggeration to describe them as being on their backs.

drink!

The old man thought that Xiao Ling's attack was blocked by him, but unexpectedly, Xiao Ling shouted loudly, and the energy in his body increased. It seemed that all the energy was used.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and the old man was knocked away seven or eight meters away. His arm felt numb for a while. If it weren't for the Zhen Qi protecting his body, his arm would have been useless.

Surprisingly, the possessed Xiao Ling could actually shock him so far away.

Ha ha......

Xiao Ling laughed wildly when he saw that the old man was defeated.

"Boss, do you want my help?" The number one killer participating in the competition jumped from below to the old man's side.

The old man nodded and said: "You and I work together to subdue this little beast, otherwise my plan will be ruined."

Just in case, the old man still wanted to retain his own strength. If he competed with Xiao Ling alone, even if Xiao Ling was subdued in the end, he would lose most of his energy.

If any master took notice of his greatly reduced skill and attacked him, he would be finished.

Therefore, the old man decided to join forces with the number one killer in the eighth level of the day after tomorrow, so as to reduce losses.

After saying that, the two of them took action. The killer detoured from the left, while the old man attacked from the right, attacking from both sides, trying to subdue Xiao Ling in one move.

Xiao Ling looked up to the sky and roared, then ran towards the killer in a flash. Although he was possessed by the madness, he could still tell who was weaker.

In a battle, the most basic principle is to kill the weakest person, otherwise you will not be able to fight with a strong opponent. If you are defeated by a weak person, you will be the unlucky one in the end.

The killer was startled and instinctively wanted to avoid Xiao Ling's attack, but he saw the boss behind Xiao Ling again.

Let go and estimate that when Xiao Ling hurts herself, the boss can subdue Xiao Ling.

Besides, Xiao Ling's punch may not be able to hit him. After all, he is an acquired cultivator at the eighth level. With this strength, even the killer can't do anything. Xiao Ling sees it.

boom......

Xiao Ling made another powerful and heavy fist move, which made a violent sound as it rubbed against the air, as if sparks were emitting from his fist.

The killer was secretly surprised, and his forehead was instantly covered with sweat. He asked, "Is this still a human being?"

Yes, he is indeed the acquired eighth level, but he has not trained enough to be able to rub against the air and turn into a fire fist.

But thinking of the boss's instructions, the killer didn't dare to retreat and could only bite the bullet.

drink......

The killer also shouted loudly, crossed his arms and put them in front of his chest, and just received Xiao Ling's fire fist.

The collision of flesh against flesh and the clanking of bones resounded in the arena.

The killer used all his energy to defend himself, but unexpectedly, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

The old man behind Xiao Ling was horrified when he saw that his men were easily injured by Xiao Ling. He did not expect that Xiao Ling's strength was actually higher than the acquired eighth level.

He was worthy of being his adopted son, but the old man quickly realized the reality. This obsessed adopted son, no matter how powerful he was, would still be a disaster if he couldn't use him to his advantage.

With a sudden attack, the old man rushed behind Xiao Ling, slapped Xiao Ling's Tianling Cap fiercely, and sent a burst of true energy into Xiao Ling's head.

Xiao Ling rolled her eyes and fell to the ground.

The old man took a deep breath. He didn't expect that his adopted son would cause him so much trouble and even lose a general.

"It's okay." The old man looked at the first killer lying on the ground calmly. He looked seriously injured.

"It's okay, just take a rest and you'll be fine." The killer said with a grimace. In fact, he wanted to say that it would be fine if he cultivated for a while, but he was afraid of saying that.

If the old man knew that he was no longer of use to him, he could destroy him without hesitation. After all, he was just a clone and had no rights at all.

The old man nodded and said, "Have a good rest. You will have to take on important responsibilities in the future."

After the old man finished speaking, he sat down cross-legged, straightened Xiao Ling's body, and began to treat Xiao Ling. (To be continued...)