Chapter 307: Others are fighting for father and you are fighting for son?
Immediately, the man in the brocade robe hurriedly fled forward, because although he was arrogant, he still understood one thing, even the young man in the black robe could not break through the tricks his father had arranged on him.
But there are also those peak-level third-level monsters and that strange kid who is even more powerful than Deacon Chen.
Hearing this, Ling Yunfeng suddenly showed a look of surprise. The father of the second generation ancestor could actually deploy a defense on his body that even ordinary martial arts could not break through. How strong is that?
"This man must die!" Ling Yunfeng gritted his teeth and said, all this strengthened his idea of killing this young man in brocade robes. Looking at this situation, this guy's father is probably stronger than King Wu. If he is allowed to escape, he will
It will attract endless pursuit.
"Can't even the strong men of Wuzong break it? Let me try to see if this tortoise shell is really that hard." Ling Yunfeng's eyes narrowed, and when he finished speaking, he took a slow breath, and an invisible energy filled his body.
He came out, all his breath leaking out as quickly as possible, and immediately rushed towards the young man in brocade robes. At the same time, his arms were dancing rapidly in front of him, flashing with blue-white light.
"Tsk!" After a moment, Ling Yunfeng suddenly made a fist with his right hand. The right fist was wrapped in a layer of crystal blue-white energy, and bright blue-white electric light flashed on the fist, and there was a sound.
There were bursts of thunder and lightning.
"Wind and thunder!"
At this moment, Ling Yunfeng shouted loudly and punched forward with his right fist. Suddenly, there was a sound of wind and thunder, and a blue-white light electric fist mark flew out from his fist, and it instantly swelled into three.
Four meters in size, it rushed towards the young man in brocade robes.
A violent energy storm swept through the meteorite mess for no reason, stirring up dust all over the sky. In an instant, the green-white electric light fist mark was behind the young man in brocade robes.
When the young man in brocade robe saw this, a look of horror appeared on his face, and he punched out subconsciously. A burst of green light burst out from his fist and struck the electric fist mark.
"Boom!" In an instant, accompanied by a shocking explosion, the electric light fist seal exploded crazily. Countless blue-white energy swept through the surrounding sky, and bright electric lights rushed everywhere.
"Bang!" A muffled sound sounded, and then a figure flew backwards from the explosion point and landed about ten meters away.
After a while, the violent energy slowly dissipated, and the surroundings returned to calm. Ling Yunfeng's eyes immediately stared in the direction where the young man in brocade robe fell.
At this time, Ling Yunfeng's face was quite pale, and he was sweating profusely. He still couldn't afford to use two high-level martial arts in a row.
"Ahem!" At this moment, several coughs rang out, and the young man in brocade robes got up from the ground in embarrassment, quickly checked his body, and then looked at Ling Yunfeng and laughed:
"Boy, I told you that you can't defeat the methods my father has arranged. Just wait for the endless pursuit, haha!"
After speaking, the young man in brocade robes ran away in panic.
"Still can't break it? This method is too powerful, right?" Ling Yunfeng looked at the back of the young man in brocade robes, frowned and murmured in a low voice. Even a sixth-level martial artist would not be able to break through it under his own use of wind and thunder.
You dare to look down upon it, but you still can't break through the methods used by the second generation ancestor.
Ling Yunfeng's eyes darkened, he turned his head suddenly, and shouted to Xiaotian in the distance: "Xiaotian, come here, there's a little trouble!"
Immediately, Ling Yunfeng continued to chase the young man in brocade robes. Although he could not do anything to him, at least he would not let him escape.
"Oh. Come here!" Xiaotian in the distance immediately responded when he heard his father's shout. He then looked coldly at the man in yellow robe in front of him and said solemnly: "You can die in peace!"
After the words fell, Xiaotian's right fist was wrapped with a layer of blood-gold energy and struck forward.
"Whoosh!" The next moment, a whistling sound sounded, and a giant blood-gold flame dragon with a diameter of one meter suddenly roared and rushed away under the horrified gaze of the man in yellow robe.
Immediately, Xiaotian no longer paid attention to what would happen to the man in yellow robe under the giant flame dragon, and turned directly to the direction of Ling Yunfeng.
Because Xiaotian didn't believe that this fifth-level martial artist could survive his blow.
At this time, under the strangulation of Xiaotian and Siyi Qingluan, only three men in yellow robes were still alive.
"Whoosh!" Ling Yunfeng darted quickly among the meteorites, hanging tightly behind the young man in brocade robes, but did not attack him again.
My all-out blow just now couldn't shake this guy's skills at all, so why waste any more energy.
"Whoosh!" In a moment, Xiaotian came to Ling Yunfeng's side. Looking at the young man in brocade robes fleeing in front, he couldn't help but glance at the latter strangely. He curled his lips and said, "Dad, what are you doing?"
Did you do it? It took so long to do it."
"That guy has tricks arranged by his father, which ordinary martial arts masters cannot break. He is trying to fight with me. What can I do?" Ling Yunfeng said helplessly.
"Oh?" Hearing this, Xiaotian looked over immediately. When he saw the flash of blood on the young man in brocade robes, his eyes suddenly condensed and he whispered: "It seems that his father has some strength, strength."
At least he is in the transformation stage and above, and he is the Martial King of this world."
"What, King Wu?" Ling Yunfeng's face suddenly changed, her heart sank, and then she said to Xiaotian with a solemn expression: "Then Xiaotian, is there any way to kill him?"
Ling Yunfeng didn't expect that the power behind this second generation ancestor was so powerful. He actually had a father with the strength of King Wu. No wonder he was so arrogant.
But if this second-generation ancestor escapes today, he will be in big trouble. Being chased by a force with a strong Martial King is no joke.
"It's a trivial matter. Although the methods his father arranged on him are quite good and even ordinary martial arts masters in this world cannot break them, it is not difficult for me." Xiaotian said with a proud smile.
"Then kill him quickly. If it takes too long, it will be bad if help comes." Ling Yunfeng said anxiously. The power behind the second generation ancestor is so great, it is inevitable that some help will come.
"Hmph! If someone wants to compete with you as your father, why don't you use your son to compete with him?" Xiaotian snorted coldly, and then the speed of his feet suddenly increased and he flew towards the young man in brocade robes.
Hearing Xiaotian's words, Ling Yunfeng could only roll his eyes and smiled helplessly. If he had such a father like others, would it be necessary for his son to play?
However, Xiaotian's words were naturally just joking with Ling Yunfeng, and he naturally knew the seriousness of the matter.
"call out!"
"Little pretty boy, prepare to eat your Grandpa Xiaotian's fist." With Xiaotian's speed, he was next to the young man in brocade robes in a matter of seconds.
"Little dwarf, although you have the strength of Wuzong, you may not be able to break through the defense set up by my father. Haha!" The young man in brocade robe turned around and looked at Xiaotian. His expression changed at first, and then he showed an arrogant look. Haha!
smiled.
This young man in brocade robe had previously seen that Xiaotian seemed to be only five or six years old but had the strength of a strong martial artist or above. He immediately thought that Xiaotian was an innate dwarf. Otherwise, how could there be such a small strong martial artist among humans?
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"You ****, your grandpa is not a dwarf!" Xiaotian said angrily when he heard this, and immediately stood up violently, rushed to the front of the former, and punched him hard.
The young man in brocade robes was quite confident in the methods his father had arranged for him. This time he did not dodge or dodge, and wanted to directly resist Xiaotian's punch, but this time he was afraid that he would be disappointed.
"Bang!" In just a short moment, Xiaotian's fist landed squarely on the chest of the young man in brocade robes, and there was a muffled sound.
However, the body of the young man in brocade robe was not shaken at all, and he still stood firmly in place.
"Eh? Are you okay?" Upon seeing this, Ling Yunfeng was stunned.
"Haha, little dwarf, I told you that you can't defeat my father's tricks. Haha!" The young man in brocade robes laughed loudly, his expression becoming even more arrogant.
"Really?" Xiaotian sneered with an evil arc at the corner of his mouth.
As Xiaotian's words fell, a deep muffled sound suddenly sounded from the chest of the young man in brocade robes.
"Bang!" Along with this muffled sound, the arrogant laughter of the young man in brocade robes suddenly stopped, his face changed drastically, and then he let out a muffled groan in his throat, and a touch of blood suddenly spilled out of the corner of his mouth.
"You...?" The young man in brocade robe looked at Xiaotian with a look of disbelief, and he moved his lips to say something.
But at this time, Xiaotian interrupted him and said scornfully: "A broken turtle shell, do you really think grandpa can't break it open? If you dare to scold me, you are just asking for abuse! Go eat shit!"
As soon as the words fell, Xiaotian swung out his fist again and hit the young man in brocade robe hard.
"Bang!"
"ah!"
"Pfft!" The young man in brocade robes suddenly screamed, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his whole body flew backwards like a bird with broken wings, and landed on the ground more than ten meters away.
"It's broken. It scared me to death." Ling Yunfeng breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile on his face. If even Xiaotian can't break through the method of the second generation ancestor today, it will be in trouble.
"Little bastard, you dare to scold your grandpa Xiaotian, you are the first in this world. I will greet you well today." Xiaotian said with a cold expression, and immediately bent his legs, and his whole body was ejected like a cannonball.
He came out and landed heavily on the ground more than ten meters away. His right foot landed squarely on the chest of the young man in brocade robe who had not had time to get up.
"Crack!"
"Poof!" Under the outpouring of great force, the chest of the young man in brocade robes suddenly made a crisp sound, and then another mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Ah! Little dwarf, you'd better let me go, otherwise you will die miserably. My father is a strong Martial King. In addition to my father, there are two Martial King elders and many strong Martial Souls in the sect. Turn your hands.
I can destroy you all." The young man in brocade robe screamed, glaring at Xiaotian with a ferocious expression and shouted.