The moment Ji Feng took action, Chen Ling narrowed his eyes and revealed his cold light.
No group fight?
Then it’s time to play.
Want to pinch me? I am not someone who can be pinched at will, even if it is an ancient tribe.
boom!
There was a loud explosion, the floor beneath his feet cracked, and Chen Ling punched out with a straight hook.
Chen Ling's punch was extremely powerful, refining two drops of holy blood. The power of his physical body's energy and blood was extremely terrifying. The golden light exploded, and the energy and blood were knotted under the skin, and endless power condensed.
Boom!
With a punch in the air, like a volcano exploding, the air becomes violent and fine space cracks explode.
"not good."
In the distance, when the middle-aged leader Wu Zun saw this punch, his face turned pale and looked horrified.
"Uncle Zhong? What's wrong?" A young man beside him asked in shock.
"Monsoon is going to lose."
The middle-aged man took a deep breath and looked ugly.
"How is that possible? The two of them are one level apart in cultivation." The young man looked at the middle-aged man in astonishment.
Bang!
At the same time, the two collided fiercely.
"ah……"
The screams of pain echoed through the streets.
The voice was shrill and painful, the tone was extremely long, and the incomparable brilliance exploded into pieces and poured all over the street. A figure flew out in embarrassment, spraying out a rain of blood.
The young man's face was stunned, and he stared blankly at this scene.
"Really lost."
For a long time, he swallowed and murmured.
"One move." The middle-aged man known as 'Uncle Zhong' narrowed his eyes and stared at Chen Ling coldly, his face looking ugly and livid.
Although he could see the terror of that punch, he didn't expect Ji Feng to be unable to block even one punch and suffer such a fragile defeat.
This guy cannot be underestimated.
Everyone was silent and stunned.
Only Ji Feng's painful groans were left on the street. His entire arm drooped, bone spurs burst out from his wrists and elbows, and his flesh and blood were blurred.
It took a long time for someone to react and quickly drag Ji Feng back.
"The ancient Sky Whale Clan seems to be nothing more than this." Chen Ling looked at everyone sarcastically.
Everyone was furious.
"Jilin, Ji Fengyun, Ji Pingtian, you three go."
There was a hint of gloom in Ji Zhong's eyes, and he shouted coldly.
The three people who walked out were all at the peak of martial arts.
Everyone looked at Ji Zhong in surprise. Are the three peak warriors too overqualified?
Even if Chen Ling defeats Ji Feng with one move, most people don't believe that Chen Ling's strength can reach one-on-three, and that he is the top three martial masters.
Looking at the three of them, Chen Ling grinned and said sarcastically: "Didn't you mean a one-on-one fight? Why did it turn into a group fight? Don't you, the Ancient Sky Whale Clan, know that you keep your word?"
"Chen Ling, you are too arrogant. I will see if you can still laugh later."
"Ji Lin, give me a death blow and teach him a lesson. At least you will cripple him."
"Huh? So what if there's a group fight? This is our clan. Isn't it wrong for three of us to challenge you alone?"
Chen Ling's ridicule made the people of the ancient clan furious. They had never seen someone from another clan dare to be so arrogant.
"Chen Ling, I want one of your arms."
"I want one of your legs."
"Hehe, as a man, it should be very exciting without the third leg, right?"
Ji Lin, Ji Pingtian and Ji Fengyun laughed ferociously.
boom!
The majestic momentum of three peak Martial Masters surged out, overwhelmingly covering most of the island.
In an instant, the three of them rushed towards Chen Ling like lightning.
The three of them were extremely fast, so fast that they didn't even leave any afterimages. They rushed at them from three directions with unparalleled violent force.
The bloodline fluctuated strongly, and the three people's eyes suddenly showed up in front of Chen Ling with frightening fluctuations. The phantoms of the Sky Whales all appeared behind the three people.
roar!
The overwhelming power tore apart the heaven and earth, the floor exploded inch by inch, and the violent energy was like a rushing river, venting towards Chen Ling.
"Three Martial Masters at the top of their game. Every time they strike, it's a killing move. This arrogant guy is finished."
"I don't believe that he can still block three peak martial masters."
The crowd was boiling and sneered like a knife.
Chen Ling stood still.
The powerful will and spirit could see every move of the three people clearly.
Martial Lord is at his peak, so what about the three?
As early as the middle level of Martial Lord, his strength was comparable to the peak of Martial Lord. Later, after merging two drops of holy blood, his cultivation level broke through to the high level of Martial Lord.
"Hey."
Chen Ling suddenly grinned and chuckled.
His figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.
Bang bang bang!
Three crisp sounds resounded through the streets like thunderstorms, shaking everyone's hearts.
"hiss."
Ji Zhong's eyes widened and he suddenly took a breath of cold air.
Before the three crisp sounds ended, the three phantoms of the sky whales shattered together, and the screams penetrated the eardrums, like monsters and monsters.
Under everyone's dull gazes, the energy around the three people shattered and they all flew out upside down.
Chen Ling stood silently on the spot, his eyes like daggers, and he passed by them one by one without even looking at the three people on the ground.
"Three peak Martial Masters? Is this the genius of your ancient Tianjing Clan? Still not very good."
"Now, how many people do you plan to let come?"
Chen Ling arched her eyebrows like swords and stared at Ji Zhong teasingly.
The crowd was dead silent.
This scene is too shocking.
This group of proud ancient geniuses even felt panic in their hearts, and they no longer had the original arrogance.
Ji Zhong's face was gloomy and terrifying, and his eyes almost looked like knives.
If this matter spreads out, the Ancient Sky Whale Clan will really be humiliated to no end.
"The peak of martial arts, let's go together."
Ji Zhong gritted his teeth and suddenly shouted ferociously.
The crowd was shocked.
Immediately, in the dead silence, figures came out one after another.
There are nine people.
In addition to Ji Zhong, there are nine peak martial masters.
Each realm is divided into perfection and peak. The biggest difference between the two is that the former is the perfection of its realm, while the latter is already moving towards the next realm. If the peak is divided into ten percent,
If you reach the peak of Martial Lord, one tenth of you will reach the edge of the Holy Realm.
Fifty percent is a half-step to the Holy Realm, also known as a Half-Saint. When it reaches 100%, it is a true Holy Realm.
Most of the nine people in front of me are new to the peak of martial arts, and at most they are only 20% of the peak.
As for Chen Ling, it is at most 20%, but this 20% is not the other 20%. It is strength and advanced awareness of the essence of blood.
When superimposed together, it is impossible to calculate using common sense.
"Tsk, tsk, nine people, I'm so scared." Chen Ling looked at the nine people and grinned, but his expression was only full of ridicule.
Fear?
Chen Ling sneered in his heart.
Since the Ancient Sky Whale Clan dared to go so far, he had no intention of saving face for the other party.
Although the Nine Peak Martial Lords are not fearful, they are still a bit troublesome for him.
"Come on, let me see how much of a waste you ancient geniuses are."
Chen Ling's whole body was full of momentum, turning into a billowing and violent energy that ripped into the sky, his black hair billowed, and his clothes made a rustling sound.
The terrifying power made the remaining warriors turn pale.
With such momentum, what kind of high-level martial master is that?
Even most of the clan members who have reached the peak of martial arts for more than ten years are not like this. (To be continued)