Eternal Sacred King

Chapter 702: Provoking Me, I'll Slap You!

"what?"

Nie Hao couldn't believe his ears. Looking at Lin Xuanji's eyes, he seemed to be looking at a dead person and asked, "I just mess with you, what do you want?"

"Poke me, just hit you!"

Lin Xuanji jumped up and rushed towards Nie Hao.

"court death!"

Nie Hao was furious, and the duster in his hand sent out a dazzling brilliance.

Six spirit patterns, innate artifacts!

Even under the suppression of Emperor Xi's aura, Nie Hao still has innate artifacts.

It can be seen that Nie Hao's status in the real Jindan of the mixed Yuan Zong is indeed not low, second only to the emperor!

Huh!

Nie Hao waved the dust in his hand, and the three thousand silver-white dust shone into a blazing white light, like a long silver sword, which was cut off by Lin Xuanji!

The light is dazzling and extremely fast, almost instantly!

Lin Xuanji's look did not change, it seemed to have been expected, like an unknown prophet, the entire figure was short, and it was dangerous to avoid Nie Hao's killing trick!

Huh! Huh! Huh!

Lin Xuanji threw his backhand, and the three-handed Feijian flew away.

These three flying swords were divided into three different directions, and they were stabbed according to the key points of Nie Hao.

This kind of imperial swordsmanship is already quite clever.

At the same time, Lin Xuanji played out a series of tricks, which were complicated and unpredictable.

Skymaster!

Hate it!

Frost Palm!

Cloud Hand!

Air Cicada Explosion!

Sanqing ghost sword!

Ningbing Jue!

...

After a dazzling set of magic tricks changed, Lin Xuanji hit 18 spirits in one breath, as if condensing into a terrifying tsunami, swarming towards Nie Hao!

Amazing!

Seeing this scene, everyone had only these two words in their minds.

"This……"

"Amazing!"

"What is this man?"

"Among these eighteen spiritual arts, there are all spiritual arts of the Zongmen, and he cannot recognize his origin at all!"

There was a sound of noise in the crowd.

In order to conceal his identity, Lin Xuanji will naturally not release the mystery of Xuanji Palace, but he has learned everything and understands almost everything. Taking any shots casually is a suffocating offensive!

Not to mention Nie Hao, even Su Zimo couldn't figure out Lin Xuanji's strength.

"I go!"

Nie Hao was startled, cursing inwardly: "This kid is hiding!"

Where is this small character?

Nie Hao waved the dust in his hand, and the three thousand dust was divided into three strands, each facing the thorny flying sword.

The next moment, Nie Hao ran Jindan madly, and the mystery of Zongmen broke out--Hunyuanzhang!

Huh!

Nie Hao was in a hurry and kept releasing Hunyuan Palm.

In the empty space, a solid palm print emerged, colliding with the oncoming eighteen spiritual arts!

boom! boom! boom!

A series of violent collisions was deafening and the waves were rolling.

Nie Hao stood in the air, and the whole man was almost lifted off, his face pale.

Only then did the mystery explode, almost consuming half of his spiritual power in Dan Tian!

"Really crazy!"

Nie Hao yelled, patted his palm on the storage bag, found out a few pills, and swallowed it to replenish his spiritual power.

"Let me go!"

suddenly!

A voice sounded near Nie Hao's ears, almost scaring him.

I do not know when Lin Xuanji has come to him, stretched out the iron ruler in his hand, and gently touched his wrist holding the elixir!

"what!"

Nie Hao screamed, his wrists became red and swollen for a moment, and the palm of his hand was swollen, and the elixir in his palm fell down.

"Dare you hit me?"

Nie Hao's eyes were flushed, his teeth were gritted, and he could not wait to tear Lin Xuanjisheng!

In fact, Lin Xuanji has already stayed.

If you really use all your strength, Nie Hao's hand is dead!

In other words, the iron ruler is not on Nie Hao's wrist, but on his head ...

This matter, as long as you calm down and think about it, you can understand, but Nie Hao has been unable to care so much. In his mind, he just wanted to kill Lin Xuanji and get his face back.

"I said, don't mess with me, you don't listen."

Lin Xuanji shook his lips and mumbled, "Are you a muscle? I said I was a small character, and you take it seriously? Really an idiot! Was he stupid by the emperor?

"kill!"

Nie Hao was so angry that he shivered.

The dust in his hand shook, and three thousand dust wires burst into the air, suddenly scattered in the air, falling like a waterfall, as if condensed into a prison, and shrouded in the direction of Lin Xuanji.

"Ha ha."

Lin Xuanji's eyes flickered at the mockery, his body flickered, and he flickered into the distance first.

Lin Xuanji yelled, "Hey, don't blame me for not reminding you, you messed with me, I still beat you!"

"Hahahaha!"

There were laughter from the crowd in the distance.

Nie Hao's complexion was green and white for a while, and his lungs almost exploded. He couldn't bear it, and yelled, "I'll hit your mother!"

Between words, Nie Hao rushed up again.

the other side.

Leng Ming and little fat man, the true disciples of the tomb ancestors, finally face each other!

This is an inevitable battle between the two!

The victor is the true heir to this age!

"Brother, give up."

Leng Ming shook his head and said, "You worshiped Zongmen for 20 years, and you and I fought 20 times. When did you beat me?"

"I'm better than you this time, it's enough!" The fat man said in a deep voice.

Leng Ming's eyes were getting colder, and Han said, "Master, now you can hand over Huang Quantu, I may spare you a life. If you are obsessed, don't blame me cruelly!"

"It's you, not me, who is obsessed."

The fat man sacrificed the flying sword from the storage bag and said, "Don't say more, fight!"

"it is good!"

Leng Ming shouted, and also offered a flying sword to fight with the fat man.

Thousands of the remaining monks have not waited for the shot, monkeys, tigers, gold lions, and Qingqing have already entered the crowd, setting off a **** storm!

There are a large number of opponents. If they wait for their shots first, one will sacrifice a flying sword, and without a brain stab, monkeys and others will be injured.

Today, they are divided into four paths, and they enter the crowd.

These monks can only fight on their own.

The little fox stood still, performing the charm of the fox tribe, Tankou lightened, and spit out a fragrant fragrance, and soon dozens of monks lost their minds and slaughtered with fellow students.

when!

A harsh Jin Ge collision sounded, penetrating the golden cracked stone, and the monks nearby felt the pain in both ears, and the pain appeared on their faces.

But it was Su Zimo and Xu Cheng who made a shocking note.

The blood-quenching knife collided with the Qinglei knife.

Zizi!

Blood Mang and Lei Guang, two distinct forces, are constantly intertwined in the air and devour each other!

The stalemate is about to die.

Xu Cheng was shocked, his expression changed dramatically, and his body fell out.

Feng Lei Dian is known for its thunder and thunder, and there are many ways of refining the body in the inherited "Tai Xu Lei Jue".

Although it is not as good as the top refining sects such as Liuli Palace and Overlord Palace, its melee strength cannot be underestimated.

However, Xu Cheng did not expect that he could not even carry Su Zimo's knife!

Even if Su Zimo didn't use his full strength, Xu Cheng couldn't stop it!

The lightning force attached to the Qinglei knife poured into Su Zimo's body, like a mud cow entering the sea, without causing any ripples.

But the power of the blood veins in the blood quenching knife poured into Xu Cheng's body, but instantly caused his blood and blood to be chaotic, almost reversing the heart pulse, and exploded!

Thank you Qiuyu for her loneliness, Yuhuang's cold and proud reward ~ I have no Cavern recently, I can keep two more, hehe ~

(End of this chapter)