Yang Jun sneered.

There is a long sword in his hand.

Then the third eye flashed and slashed at Ling Xiao with a sword.

This sword is a holy weapon.

Although it is only a low-grade holy weapon.

But it was obvious that Yang Jun had tried his best to defeat Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao sneered.

He has just demonstrated his strength.

If Yang Jun was smart, he should stop immediately.

I didn't expect that he would dare to attack.

You really overestimate your capabilities.

This time, he didn't plan to just destroy the weapon.

Instead, he punched it out.

The terrifying power suppressed Yang Jun.

Yang Jun was blasted hundreds of meters away in an instant and hit the wall of the hall heavily.

"This kid is so scary! He suppressed Yang Jun with one punch.

Even I can't figure out what he is like.

However, he should have the fighting power of the Holy Lord."

The middle-aged man frowned.

Yang Jun is a descendant of the Three-Eyed Saint Ancestor

This person is Yang Jun's bodyguard.

A powerful first-level saint.

It's a pity that in front of Ling Xiao, he is not worth mentioning at all.

"Admit defeat, you are no match for me."

Ling Xiao said calmly.

"Why are you still standing there, teach him a lesson!"

Yang Jun roared angrily.

"yes!"

That first-level saint has to bite the bullet and go there.

He punched Ling Xiao.

"Why, if the younger one can't do it, the older one will do it?"

Ling Xiao sarcastically said: "You can't do it either, let him do it instead."

Ling Xiao pointed at one of the old men and said calmly.

That old man is a fourth-level saint.

Maybe we can give it a try.

He really doesn't take the first-order saint in his eyes.

"Arrogant!"

The middle-aged frowned.

After all, he is also a saint.

He was actually looked down upon by an eighth-level saint.

Simply unacceptable.

He roared angrily and rushed forward.

"Stubborn!"

Ling Xiao didn't hold back and punched out.

Bang!

The middle-aged saint was also beaten and smashed against the wall.

That is to say, the walls here are protected by sacred patterns.

Otherwise, I don’t know what will happen.

"I said before, you are no match for me.

Let the old man come!"

Ling Xiao pointed at an old man with white hair and said.

A white-haired old man, a fourth-level saint.

He smiled and said: "Little brother, the Three-Eyed Saint Ancestor recommended entering the Yaochi Divine Water.

How dare I take action.

In case of injury.

what to do?"

"You don't have to beat around the bush.

If I lose to you, I will automatically quit.

However, it depends on whether you have the ability."

Ling Xiao sneered.

The white-haired old man smiled slightly.

Young people are young people, and they fell into his aggressive tactics so easily.

"Don't worry, little brother, I will try my best to be merciful.

Be careful!"

After saying this, the white-haired old man suddenly stretched out a claw and grabbed Ling Xiao's head.

With this grab, he had already used nine of his powers.

Against Ling Xiao, I think it's a sure shot.

Of course, this is just his idea.

Ling Xiao sneered.

Still fighting purely with the body.

He wanted to see what limits his physical body could reach.

"This kid is so arrogant, how dare he confront someone head-on?"

Yang Jun sneered.

Although he admitted that he was not Ling Xiao's opponent.

But Ling Xiao actually wanted to go head-to-head with a fourth-level saint.
Chapter completed!