The old man was also a little disdainful.

In his opinion, Ling Xiao was just a fool.

boom!

Fists and claws collided.

An astonishing noise broke out.

The two figures retreated almost simultaneously.

Ling Xiao took more than ten steps back.

But the white-haired old man also retreated four or five steps away.

The dignified fourth-level saint was beaten back by a little doll.

His expression was very shocked.

"Come again!"

The old man was a little angry.

A burst of success.

Ling Xiao smiled slightly.

The two were once again ready to confront each other head-on.

However, this time, at the moment of collision, Ling Xiao activated Tai Chi.

The white-haired old man's expression suddenly changed.

He clearly felt two forces with completely different attributes rushing towards his body.

It's simply impossible to resist.

boom!

There was a loud noise.

The white-haired old man flew out like a blown sandbag.

It hit the ground so hard that one arm was completely disabled.

At this moment, everyone was stunned.

The fourth-level saint!

His arm was actually broken by Ling Xiao.

The key is to use one trick.

Everyone was stunned!

Ling Xiao was not surprised at all.

The other party is just an ordinary fourth-level saint.

And his physical body alone has reached the third level of Holy Lord combat power.

Coupled with the Tao of Tai Chi, it is not a problem to easily defeat ordinary fourth-level saints.

"Boy, I underestimated you!"

The white-haired old man was also a little angry.

I have an extra holy weapon in my hand.

Roaring and killing Ling Xiao.

"If you're stubborn, I'll give you a beating!"

Ling Xiao stretched out his hand, and the Samsara Gun appeared in his hand.

Like a god.

He shot the opponent directly.

The holy weapon in the opponent's hands is nothing more than low-grade.

Ling Xiao's Samsara Spear is a top-grade holy weapon.

So powerful.

One can imagine.

when!

There was a loud noise.

The holy weapon in the hand of the white-haired old man was shaken to the point of trembling.

The white-haired old man was pushed back again.

Ling Xiao sneered and launched attacks continuously.

The opponent was retreating steadily.

In an instant, he was already scarred.

Ling Xiao put a gun to his throat.

"You are one of your own.

Otherwise, I will have to kill you today."

Ling Xiao snorted coldly and took back the reincarnation gun.

Everyone present was so angry that they didn't dare to take a breath.

This young man is too strong.

No wonder the Holy Ancestor would choose this person to enter the sacred water of Yaochi.

"Haha, now you know how powerful it is, right?"

At this time, a voice came.

The Three-Eyed Saint Ancestor appeared.

"On weekdays, your eyes are higher than your head, and you are arrogant about everything.

You won't listen even if I say it.

Now you understand that there is heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, right?"

The Three-Eyed Saint Ancestor said coldly: "Yang Jun, you are my descendant, so you should work harder.

How many years have you been practicing?"

"Report to the Holy Ancestor, ninety-seven years!"

Yang Jundao.

"Then do you know how many years Ling Xiao has been practicing?"

The Three-Eyed Saint Ancestor asked.

"One hundred years? No, at least five or six hundred years!"

Yang Jundao.

"Is this your vision?

Let me tell you, he has only been practicing for fifty-five years now.

For twenty of those years, he was imprisoned in the cage of a strange clan and was unable to practice."

What!

When everyone heard this, they were all stunned.

In fifty-five years, he was able to crush a fourth-level saint.

This is simply a monster.

Is there such a terrifying monster in this world?

It's amazing.

No wonder the Three-Eyed Saint Ancestor finally chose to let Ling Xiao enter the sacred water of Yaochi to practice.

This kind of talent is too strong.

It's simply too scary.

"Okay, please step back."

The Three-Eyed Saint Ancestor waved his hand and said.

"yes!"

Yang Jun and others turned and left.
To be continued...