"What, did I hear you right? You want a fair fight with me? You, an ant at the second level of the Star Realm, want to have a fair fight with me, a being at the seventh level of the Star Lord Realm? Hahahaha, you're laughing so hard!"
After coming to his senses, Ying Xiangrong pointed at Ling Dong and laughed wildly. By the way, even some of the confidants around Ying Xiangrong also laughed loudly, trying their best to ridicule.
When the other party smiled, Ji Yuanbai, Qin Zhiguo and others all changed their expressions. Even the two teams of elite warriors under the Yangkou Branch showed puzzled expressions. It was obvious that they could not figure out that Ling Dong, a second-level Star Realm
Hall Master, what can I do to challenge the terrifying existence at the seventh level of the Star Lord Realm?
Ling Dong, on the other hand, stared calmly at Ying Xiangrong and the others who were laughing wildly. When their laughter was meaningless and their laughter gradually died down, Ling Dong raised his eyebrows again.
"Deputy Palace Master Ying, if you don't dare to challenge, if you are afraid of Ling, then let's compare whose subordinate is not afraid of death, and not everyone can pull off this trick." After Ling Dong's words fell, the Zhan family
The aura of the brother's star soul turning rapidly and colliding with power has become a little stronger, but it has not yet reached the critical line.
"Am I afraid of an ant like you?" Ying Xiangrong sneered.
Ling Dong shook his head with a complicated expression, "Ant? Then please ask Deputy Palace Master Ying to step on me, an ant, to death."
After a pause, Ling Dong raised his voice and said: "If Deputy Palace Master Ying can crush an ant like me to death, then it will be a good thing for Deputy Palace Master Ying, as he can occupy Xilou City without any bloodshed.
If Deputy Palace Master Ying cannot step on me, an ant, or if I am bitten by an ant, then how about asking Deputy Palace Master Ying to lead your troops to withdraw from Xilou City? In this way, no matter it is my brother Ling Dong,
, or the brother of Deputy Hall Master Ying, both can shed less blood."
After hearing what Ling Dong said, Ying Xiangrong's expression changed and he began to think deeply.
"This can be regarded as a bet between Deputy Palace Master Ying and an ant, a bet that the ant in your eyes risked his life on. Could it be that Deputy Palace Master Ying didn't dare? Could it be that Deputy Palace Master Ying didn't have the confidence to crush an ant like me?
"Seeing that Ying Xiangrong was lost in thought, Ling Dong said another excited sentence.
Not to mention Ying Xiangrong's considerations, when the two teams of elite warriors from Tianwu Palace heard the terms of the bet proposed by Ling Dong, their expressions changed drastically. Even the more enthusiastic ones had excitement in their eyes and expressions of gratitude.
Staring at Ling Dong.
All the elite warriors of Tianwu Palace who are not weak-minded will understand that Ling Dong did this entirely for them.
You must know that for these elite warriors who are directly under the Tianwu Palace, the laws of the Tianwu Palace are strict. In order to prevent retreating in the face of battle, the Tianwu Palace has already issued a decree. If the elite warriors retreat without fighting, they will be killed!
If you lose ground without fighting, behead!
Even if they were defeated and fled, if they returned with their organization intact, the punishment they would receive would not be much lighter than death. Because Tianwu Palace had regulations, only 80% of the centurions died in battle and 90% of the thousands of warriors died before they were allowed to flee.
Although there are many unreasonable things in this decree of Tianwu Palace, it is undeniable that this decree has brought great benefits to the expansion of Tianwu Palace. At least the crazy and deadly battles of the elite warriors under his command have turned the tide many times.
Ling Dong, the hall leader, has family support behind him and the punishment he receives is very limited, but elite warriors like them are in a dilemma.
If you retreat without fighting, you will be beheaded. Fight, but facing such a terrifying force, you will only die.
Now that they heard that Lingdong, with his cultivation level at the second level of the Star Realm, challenged an existence at the seventh level of the Star Lord Realm, almost to death, they understood that the hall master was doing it entirely for them.
"Hmph. Since the ant is asking for death, then I will give you death!" After Ying Xiangrong looked at Xiang Cong, who was sitting behind him, and asked for permission, and received Xiang Cong's nod, Ying Xiangrong agreed to Ling Dong's challenge.
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The moment he received a positive answer, Ling Dong whispered: "Mr. Ji, if I die, just take the brothers back to the branch hall. I died because of a challenge and it has nothing to do with the brothers!"
According to the rules of Tianwu Palace, if the chief officer dies in battle and more than 10% of his warriors survive, they will all be buried with him!
After saying this, Ling Dong's figure floated, flew three hundred feet high, and challenged Ying Xiangrong from a high position: "Deputy Hall Master Ying, please!"
"Hall Master!" After hearing Ling Dong's instructions, some hot-blooded elite warriors shouted at Ling Dong in the air with tears in their eyes. More elite warriors looked at Ling Dong with different eyes.
The previous indifference of obeying Ling Dong's orders was replaced by a kind of respect.
Even Qin Zhiguo and Centurion Chang stared at Ling Dong in great surprise. Centurion Chang's mouth twitched a few times as he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't.
This scene naturally fell in the corner of Ling Dong's eyes, and Ling Dong sighed slightly, "The youngest of these elite warriors is nearly a hundred years old, it's really hard to take it easy...
"
Ling Dong's move was mainly to reduce casualties. Others could say it easily, but the existence of that person at the peak of the Star Lord Realm gave Ling Dong a feeling of extreme danger. Just one glance made Ling Dong feel thoughtful.
The feeling of powerlessness.
Otherwise, even the brothers of the Zhan family may lose their lives until the end of the battle.
Of course, Ling Dong can also choose to abandon Xilou City, accept their humiliating interrogation, and then lead his troops back to Yangkou City. This is the safest and easiest way.
But the consequence was that Ling Dong had no future in Tianwu Palace, and Ling Dong's hidden plan to use Tianwu Palace to strengthen himself was aborted, and even made it impossible for the Ling family to hold its head high from now on.
Therefore, Ling Dong chose the challenge of gambling with Ying Xiangrong.
"Hmph, you want to die, it's not easy!" With a cold snort, Ying Xiangrong moved and wanted to challenge, but the ten Star Lord Realm warriors around Ying Xiangrong became anxious, and one of them said
: "Deputy Palace Master, there's no point in killing chickens and cattle and horses. Just hand it over to your subordinates as a second-level piece of garbage in the Constellation Realm. Why do you need to do it yourself!"
Ying Xiangrong frowned, seeming to agree.
"Why, Deputy Palace Master Ying doesn't even have the courage to kill an ant without trying to kill someone else?" Ling Dong sneered again.
As soon as these words came out, all the warriors next to Ying Xiangrong were furious. Ying Xiangrong himself, this time, even cooled down from scolding. With a flash of his body, he flew to Ling Dong and cursed: "Seeking death!
"
The moment the words fell to the ground, Ying Xiangrong's whole body was filled with white light, and he did not move much. His whole aura changed, and suddenly the ground turned into an extremely sharp and bloodthirsty sword, which slashed at Ling Dong fiercely.
In Ying Xiangrong's eyes, Ling Dong was not even qualified to use the spiritual weapons of heaven and earth.
Seeing Ying Xiangrong's sharp sword slashing at him, Ling Dong's pupils shrank suddenly, the star disk in the sea of soul consciousness rotated wildly, and the purple light flashed in the three-pole black pupils on his forehead that had already been opened.
After various abilities and various bonuses, the strongest one, which was purely a divine soul attack, stabbed Ying Xiangrong at an extremely fast speed.
The moment this divine soul attack came out, the half-closed eyes of Ying Cong, the elder of the Ying family who was guarding the rear, suddenly opened, his white eyebrows raised sharply, and a look of surprise flashed across his face.
In the next moment, Ling Dong's arcane light arrived first and second. The characteristics of the soul's power determined that its attack was extremely fast.
The moment he sensed the fluctuation of the soul, even though he was too strong, Ying Xiangrong reacted very quickly to strengthen the defense of the soul, and a circle of purple brilliance visible to the naked eye swayed out of the body.
"puff........"
Two waves of soul power of similar colors collided together silently, but the results were completely different.
Ying Xiangrong's soul defense instantly collapsed, and the remaining power of the mysterious light made Ying Xiangrong's expression suddenly become extremely painful. The sharp white light that had just condensed dissipated at the same time, and Ying Cong, the elder of the Ying family who was sitting behind,
The white eyebrows raised again. The calmness was lost in an instant, and he couldn't help but look curiously at the battle situation in the sky.
When he found that the white light around Ying Xiangrong had dissipated, Ling Dong turned into lightning and pounced on him fiercely. The moment Ying Xiangrong had just recovered from the earthquake at the origin of his soul, Ling Dong's iron fist was already densely covered with red spirit purple.
The flames hit Ying Xiangrong's chest hard.
"How brave!" Ying Xiangrong laughed angrily.
Without thinking, he punched out, and the golden sword on his fist made a sharp sound in the air. Even the space felt faintly fluctuating.
"Bang!"
The two iron fists collided together without any tricks. The elites of Tianwu Palace, who were looking at the battle expectantly, suddenly widened their eyes. The expectant eyes of the warriors from the Great Sun Palace suddenly turned into
Extremely surprised.
To everyone's surprise, after a fist exchange, Ying Xiangrong's finger bones made a crisp sound. Ying Xiangrong's body also seemed to have endured some incredible force, and it shot towards the ground like a cannonball.
Fall down.
After dissolving the Jin Gang energy that invaded the body, Ling moved his forehead and his three-pole mysterious pupils flashed, and a ray of one-pole mysterious light followed the falling Ying Xiangrong, making the latter's expression become painful again.
"Bang!" Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ling Dong punched Ying Xiangrong in the chest. Ying Xiangrong was hammered to the ground like a meteorite, and even his legs sank into the hard soil of the ground.
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But Ling Dong didn't give him any chance to breathe. He shot out a beam of Yiji Xuanguang again, which shocked Ying Xiangrong. He raised his iron fist violently, as if punching a sandbag, or like striking a bell, and struck hard on Ying Xiangrong.
A dull sound like a bell sounded above Xiangrong's head, and Ying Xiangrong rolled his eyes instantly.
This scene left both sides watching the battle dumbfounded. In the Xingxu Realm and the Xingjun Realm, when had such a violent and low-level attack method appeared?
But this Ling Dong was so perverted that he used a pair of meat fists to beat Ying Xiangrong until he was stunned.
"good!"
"The hall master is mighty!"
At first there were just one or two cheers, but later, with each of Ling Dong's extremely rhythmic punches, the elite warriors of the Tianwu Palace roared, making all the warriors of the Sun Palace look ugly.
Suddenly, Ling Dong's Yiji Xuanguang cooperated with Iron Fist, hitting one after another, making Ying Xiangrong unable to wake up at all, let alone make an effective counterattack, and fell into a state of complete beating!
"The hall master is mighty!"
Amidst the loud shouts, Ling Dong punched Ying Xiangrong's head again. With this punch, a trace of bright red blood flowed out of Ying Xiangrong's eyes, ears, mouth and nose.
Seeing this scene, the face of Xiang Cong, the elder of the Ying family who was sitting at the rear, changed drastically and he finally couldn't sit still.
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ps: It’s a thousand chapters, it’s the thousandth chapter. Looking at the order of these chapters, Zhu San is quite emotional. It’s not easy.
This is Zhu San’s first novel with more than three million words. The pain in the middle is difficult for outsiders to understand. There was a time when I was pulling my hair out in pain and couldn’t think of a good plot or a reasonable plot.
The urge to end.
But fortunately, Zhu San managed to get over that hurdle.
Not only did they survive, there were so many good brothers who followed them all the way. Since the subscriptions stabilized, the subscriptions have been slowly rising. Many books will have a huge drop in subscriptions after they reach two to three million words. However, this book Zhu San has not.
This happens.
Thanks again to the brothers who have always supported Momo Zhusan. Thank you for your subscription. It is your subscription and the daily background data that give Zhusan the confidence to persevere.
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The only regret is that as the number of words in this book increases, it becomes more and more difficult to increase the average subscription. Six thousand new words added a day can only maintain the average subscription, which is far from the 100 average subscription of the 3,000 premium products.
The distance between multiple equal bookings seems to be getting farther and farther.
However, Zhu San believes that as long as Zhu San persists, that honor will eventually come. With so many good brothers and sisters supporting Zhu San, that honor will eventually bloom!
Thank you again to all the brothers and sisters who support Zhu San, I love you!
Salute! (Military salute) (To be continued)
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