At the same time, in the Tianjiang City Hall, five people including Shen Nanfeng, Wang Zeyuan and others were besieging Ling Xiao, staging a wonderful showdown similar to the one between the Seven Demon Patriarchs and the Seven Holy Lands two years ago.
Two years ago, the ancestor of the Seven Demons died against the giants of the Seven Holy Lands, but today, Ling Xiao did not lose at all under the siege of five people!
However, the battle between the ancestors of the Seven Demons and the giants of the Seven Holy Lands two years ago was earth-shattering, but today's battle seems a bit incomprehensible.
When these five people fought with Ling Xiao, they didn't have the demeanor of a superior person at all. Instead, they looked like they were fighting against rookie-level chain soul masters.
Shen Nanfeng didn't know how many punches he and Ling Xiao had thrown at each other. Even though Master Wu Jing had applied powerful talisman and defensive talisman on his body, Ling Xiao's iron-like fist still smashed Shen Nanfeng to pieces. Can't find North.
Zhao Yang was only at the Qing level now, so he could only transform into a green dragon and follow closely behind Ling Xiao. No matter how anxious he was, he could never touch Ling Xiao with his dragon claws, even if it was just the corner of his clothes.
The green-level heroic soul summoned by the master of the Taishang Sect is still the highest-grade sword-wielding angel. To Ling Xiao, this is just a bird-man holding a sword. He just met him and was immediately kicked away by Ling Xiao. .
When it got up to fight again, it was still greeted by Ling Xiao's extremely sharp kick.
Wang Zeyuan kept using various mental attacks, but he was the most useless among the five.
Mental power is Ling Xiao's strength. Even if Ling Xiao does not need to master any mental attack methods or any treasures to protect against mental shock, with his own strong mental power, at his current level, even if Ling Xiao just stands there and attacks Wang Zeyuan casually , and it can’t hurt Ling Xiao at all.
The only person who can cause trouble to Ling Xiao is Master Wu Jing.
I have to say that this good old man is quite tough when he takes action.
The talismans in his hand kept flying out, or the summoning talisman instantly summoned more than a dozen green-level beasts to block Ling Xiao's dodge route, or he threw hundreds of five-element talismans at one go to bombard Ling Xiao in a large area. .
If Ling Xiao hadn't been smart enough to stick to Shen Nanfeng's side and let Master Wu Jing cast the rat weapon, Ling Xiao might have been hit by these talismans.
The most depressed person is Shen Nanfeng.
Ling Xiao, a cunning boy, only used the Beimin Divine Fist, combined with his strange body technique of shrinking to an inch, to cling tightly to Shen Nanfeng.
Ling Xiao neither knocked Shen Nanfeng away nor allowed him to attack him, he just used Shen Nanfeng as a human shield.
Even if Zhao Yang wanted to slap Ling Xiao with his hard and sharp dragon claws, he would have to be careful and accidentally take a picture of Shen Nanfeng.
This scene looks like Ling Xiao kidnapped Shen Nanfeng, preventing the other four from using any advantageous attack methods. But anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that Ling Xiao's every move was used very reasonably, and he really did it. Control the situation, one against five.
If he was even slightly careless, he would either be slashed by a green-level sword-wielding angel, hit by Master Wujing's talisman, or scratched on the back by Zhao Yang's claws.
Looking at the scenery, Ling Xiao actually tried his best.
He used the Heavenly Eye Technique to an extreme. He could clearly analyze the movements of five people at the same time and make quick judgments, so that he could do it with ease.
Ling Xiao did not dare to use all his strength. He had to be careful that the remaining nine of the Yao Xing Elites would plot against him, and he also had to devote some of his attention to observing the movements of those nine people.
Cheng Yu understood Ling Xiao's concerns and shouted loudly: "Ling Xiao, don't worry! Kill these five people, and let me block the nine people here for you!"
Those guys from the Yaoxing Elites were immediately furious: "Little girl, you are too arrogant! Don't you just want us not to take action? Okay, we will not take action. When the boy named Ling Xiao is finished, we will do it again. Knife him to death with your own hands, Ling Chi!"
Ling Xiao's attention noticed the subtle smile on Cheng Yu's lips, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
A good girl was led astray by herself like this, sin, sin.
However, with Cheng Yu's move, Ling Xiao's attacks suddenly became sharper.
It was Shen Nanfeng who was unlucky at first.
Ling Xiao suddenly accelerated his punching speed, and his fists flew like shadows, so fast that it was staggering.
Shen Nanfeng had no choice but to passively accept the attack. After fighting Ling Xiao for countless punches, he finally lost his strength and was hit in the chest with a powerful heart-piercing punch by Ling Xiao.
Wow! Shen Nanfeng was blown away by a punch. He felt as if his internal organs were burning, extremely hot and painful.
Ling Xiao's last move, the Heart-piercing Fist, was shockingly the Six Paths of Sanmo's Heart-Shaking Demon Drilling Fist!
"Suffer death!" Zhao Yang roared wildly, pointed the dragon claw at Ling Xiao's head, and slapped it down.
Ling Xiao quickly stretched out his fists and raised them to the top of his head. With a snap, Ling Xiao's fists collided with Zhao Yang's dragon claws.
Because the ground could not withstand the two people's hard work, the entire Tianjiang City Hall ground was instantly shaken to dust!
The battle between Ling Xiao and these five people seemed ordinary, with no moves and skills used, but every move and every move could kill the other party!
Seeing the opportunity, the sword-wielding angel summoned by the Taishang Sect Master grinned, raised his sword and stabbed Ling Xiao in the back.
"Let's see if you're still alive!" The Taishang Sect Master gritted his teeth, wishing that the angel would stab Ling Xiao with eighteen thousand bloody holes.
Ling Xiao's casual kick on the sword-wielding angel just now was like a kick on her face, making her old face look ashamed.
Ling Xiao made another big joke with the Taishang Sect Master.
When the sword of the sword-wielding angel was about to pierce Ling Xiao's back, Ling Xiao suddenly kicked off his feet and stood up upside down with the help of Zhao Yang's dragon claws, dodging the sword.
What's even more terrible is that the sword did not stop its attack and stabbed Zhao Yang Qinglong's stomach in front of Ling Xiao without any ceremony.
The scales on the dragon's back were very hard, but the dragon's abdomen was not covered by dragon scales. The sword went straight into the abdomen of the green dragon that Zhao Yang had transformed into, and penetrated a finger deep!
"Roar!" Qinglong roared angrily, immediately threw Ling Xiao away, and slapped the stupid sword-wielding angel into the air with a fierce slap.
Poof! Master Taishang and Zhao Yang spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time, losing most of their fighting power.
"Good opportunity!" Master Wu Jing drew a talisman in the air with his hand, and a blood talisman half a meter long suddenly formed and was printed towards Ling Xiao.
The talisman drawn on the spot using the blood talisman consumes soul power and physical strength, but this blood talisman is faster than the talisman paper and has a better attack effect.
Master Wu Jing didn't care much and spent 30% of his energy and soul power to form this talisman's attack.
Swipe... The blood talisman turned into countless blood arrows, intertwined with each other, like a net formed by blood, and shot towards Ling Xiao from all directions.
If this blood arrow hits Ling Xiao, it will definitely pierce Ling Xiao and turn him into a hornet's nest.
Unfortunately, Master Wujing was still disappointed. A shadow of cyan armor on Ling Xiao's body flashed, blocking all the blood arrows from his body.
Master Wu Jing was stunned for a long time, and it took him a long time to come to his senses.
He has always forgotten that now he only has the strength of Qing level.
Only blue-level blood talismans can ignore the opponent's defensive armor, but blue-level ones cannot.
When Master Wu Jing just woke up, Ling Xiao's figure had already rushed in front of him and punched Master Wu Jing in the abdomen without hesitation.
"Poof!" Master Wujing vomited a mouthful of blood and sat on the ground holding his stomach, unable to move.
"Wang Zeyuan, it's your turn!" Ling Xiao shouted and rushed towards Wang Zeyuan in a few quick steps.
Wang Zeyuan is good at mental attacks, but his physical strength is pitifully weak.
But in Ling Xiao's opinion, the mental attacks he was good at were like the powerless hammering of a child, weak and ridiculous.
Facing the approaching Ling Xiao, Wang Zeyuan, who was extremely frightened, instantly refined the magic weapon on his body.
A blue banner flew out of Wang Zeyuan's hand and blocked Ling Xiao's punch at just the right moment.
With a buzz, the blue flag was blown into rags by Ling Xiao, and along with it, Wang Zeyuan's heart broke into several pieces.
The Hunyuan Qi Banner was a blue-level treasure. Now it was just used as a blue-level treasure. It was still alive and shattered like toilet paper. How could Wang Zeyuan not feel extremely distressed?