Chapter 129 The power of the sky attack! (Eighth of the eighth)
The guys in the Five Holy Lands also noticed the strangeness, but Zhao Yang was still not worried.
With Ling Xiaocheng's level of strength, even if this weird skill can mobilize all of Ling Xiao's skills, it may not be able to hurt the green armored dragon that Zhang Shangbin transformed into.
Cheng Yu thought so too, so he was still worried about Ling Xiao.
At this time, she saw a confident smile on Ling Xiao's face.
Cheng Yu's heart felt warm. At this moment, she understood that in front of Ling Xiao, all the difficulties seemed to be no longer difficult.
"Roar!" The green-armored dragon shook its body again, turning its scales into countless sharp weapons, and flew towards Ling Xiao.
"Bei, Min, Tian, attack!" Where the tip of Ling Xiao's sword had been drawn, four large orange characters were arranged in a square shape, blocking him in front of him.
These four characters convey orange power to each other. The power they exude in an instant is forty-six times that of Ling Xiao's usual power!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... Countless green armors, with their rays of light, fluttered onto a light wall surrounded by four large orange characters.
Those green armors seemed to have encountered an extremely solid wall, falling to the ground like raindrops, and the sound of "dang-dang-dang" was like big beads falling on a jade plate.
Li Xuan's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but praise: "Where did this kid learn his skills? He actually knows how to incorporate the tricks of formation into sword skills, greatly increasing the power of sword skills and making the impossible possible.
Compared with him, all my children and grandchildren, no matter how talented they are, have turned into idiots!"
Zhao Yang's face became extremely ugly. He looked at Li Xuanyi with suspicion, but Li Xuanyi still looked indifferent. Without explanation, Zhao Yang could only forcefully bury his doubts in his heart and did not dare to question.
Li Xuanyi likes to teach Ling Xiao, what does Zhao Yang have to do with him?
This is probably the answer Zhao Yang can imagine.
Shen Nanfeng's expression also changed: "How could he... know the sword skills that are not taught in our Luofeng Valley? No, he is indeed Bei Mintian's attack sword, but why is it different from the strongest advanced skills in our Luofeng Valley?
So similar?"
Shen Nanfeng couldn't explain this question.
Because he always believed that no one had the ability to spread the sword skills of Luofeng Valley to the public, except for him and his aunt.
At this point, Shen Nanfeng absolutely believed that his aunt Shen Mingfang, a person who had sacrificed so much for the family, would not easily leak the family's box-pressing skills.
Who, who is it?
With this question in mind, Shen Nanfeng saw Ling Xiao's more exquisite move.
The four big characters in front of Ling Xiao split open and turned into countless orange powders. Under the guidance of the tip of his sword again, they turned into a big "sword" character.
This sword-character pen is a walking dragon, with iron and silver hooks. The end of each stroke looks like the tip of a sword. The whole character is full of endless killing intent!
Then, Ling Xiao pushed forward with his palm, and with a cry of "sword", he rushed towards the green armor flying towards him.
As soon as the word "sword" came out, everything along the way was as powerful as breaking bamboo. When those hard and fast-flying green armor collided with the word "sword", they were crushed into countless pieces!
Zhang Shangbin was horrified and curled up into a ball, defending himself like a pangolin.
Unfortunately, everything was in vain. The word "sword" hit the green armored dragon with an unceremonious bang, and in just the blink of an eye, all the scales on the green armored dragon were blown to pieces!
The part of Zhang Shangbin's body that had just thrown the green armor suffered more serious damage because it did not grow green armor in time. Layers of red flesh and blood exploded, and in some places, the dense white bones inside were exposed!
Phew! In a flash of green light, Zhang Shangbin transformed from a dragon back into a human, and fell to the ground, covered in blood, with his life and death unknown.
Ling Xiao asked Zhao Yang coldly: "Has your Ming Yue Mansion admitted defeat? If you haven't yet, I don't mind stabbing him again."
Zhao Yang's eyes widened angrily, obviously angry and anxious.
But it was a fair duel just now, and Ling Xiao, who was known for his cunning, did not use any tricks and defeated his third apprentice purely by strength. What could he say?
Although this third disciple was not very talented, he was diligent and worked hard without complaining. Zhao Yang admired him very much, so he captured a mythical green armored dragon in a special way and injected its soul into this third disciple. in the central soul.
The strength of this third disciple is the weakest among his first ten disciples, but that is only in relative terms. No disciple of any sect dares to underestimate the strength of this third disciple.
But today, this third disciple was defeated, defeated by Ling Xiao, who had only been practicing for more than a year.
Even if the other party is a genius, this genius is really too...perverted.
Zhang Shangbin is on the surface yellow level, but in fact the strength of the green armored dragon is completely green level. And this Ling Xiao can defeat a green level disciple after just one year of training. What kind of situation is this? What kind of cultivation speed?
Genius, really genius!
Zhao Yang used to think that if Ling Xiao was only famous for refining medicine and Shen Nanfeng used that to win him over, the situation would be too big.
After meeting him today, Zhao Yang understood that Ling Xiao was a genius, not just in refining medicine.
"Okay...I admit defeat for my disciple!" Zhao Yang's words seemed to be snorted from his nose, but everyone finally heard them clearly.
In the first game, there was no doubt that Ling Xiao won.
"Well done, Senior Brother Ling!"
"Senior Brother Ling is the best!"
Facing the flood of applause from his fellow juniors, Ling Xiao greeted them with a proud look on his face: "Thank you, thank you all for your support..."
At this moment, everyone was stunned.
Before Ling Xiao finished speaking, he fainted, fell to the ground with a thud, and passed out!
Cheng Yu and Li Yuanhuan rushed to Ling Xiao's side as quickly as possible and helped Ling Xiao up.
However, Ling Xiao's physical condition seemed to be very poor, almost to the point of running out of fuel.
"How could this happen? Just now, it was clear that..." Before he could say the words "Okay", Cheng Yu already knew that this guy had been trying hard to hold on. The last move exhausted all Ling Xiao's strength. , it seems that he showed it to himself specially.
"Everyone, you should send someone to protect nephew Ling Xiao to heal his injuries first. We will continue here." The master of the Taishang Sect breathed a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, Ling Xiao fell. Otherwise, he could win the first battle unharmed. , I am afraid that the following battle will be extremely detrimental to them.
"Senior Brother, you are responsible for the outside." After Cheng Yu finished his explanation, he stood up and left with Ling Xiao in his arms.
Shen Nanfeng immediately walked up to Cheng Yu and handed a pill to Cheng Yu: "This is a soul-gathering pill. It should be helpful to Elder Ling Xiao."
Cheng Yu did not say thank you, but continued to walk toward her room with Ling Xiao in her arms.
Li Yuanhuan's expression was silent for a moment, and then he quickly let this sadness disappear from his consciousness, and concentrated on arranging candidates for the second battle.
This is the first time that Ling Xiao has entered Cheng Yu's room. Ling Xiao is also the first man besides Cheng Qiantai to enter this room.
Cheng Yu carefully placed Ling Xiao on his fragrant bed, with a look of shame on his face: "You stinky gangster and pervert, why are you working so hard? You are not the only one in the Beimin sect."
He scolded fiercely, but tears fell from Cheng Yu's eyes: "Dad is gone, don't you want to leave me too? Am I that annoying to you?"
Ling Xiao still showed no sign of waking up, despite Cheng Yu desperately trying to shed tears, washing Ling Xiao's pale face.
"Wake up quickly, otherwise, no one can save you." Cheng Yu burst into tears: "At most, I promise you, if you hate me, I will just stop seeing you, okay?"
Ling Xiao remained silent, his breath getting weaker and weaker.
Cheng Yu looked at Ling Xiao, who was gradually losing signs of life, and suddenly saw the soul-gathering pill that Shen Nanfeng left for them.
Cheng Yu was already in a state of confusion at this moment, and was not afraid that what Shen Nanfeng gave him was poison, so he treated a dead horse as a living horse.
However, can Ling Xiao take the medicine in this condition?
Regardless, Cheng Yu smashed the pills into pieces as quickly as possible, mixed them with water, then pried open Ling Xiao's mouth and poured the medicine into Ling Xiao's mouth.
After a while, Ling Xiao's pulse and heart gradually began to beat strongly, but the fluctuations in his soul disappeared without a trace!
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