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Five hundred and seventieth chapters duel semi-sacred

Bang!

The young man fell to the ground hard, and then a bloody severed arm fell beside him. The smell of blood was strong and pungent.

The young man covered the wound of his broken arm, screamed in pain, and kept rolling and twitching.

Everyone was sluggish.

That guy was also a perfect martial artist. When he met him, his arm was torn off.

hiss!

In the attic next to him, Shi Sanhong stood at the door, looking at this scene with a look of surprise on his face.

With his cultivation at the pinnacle of martial arts, it is easy to do this, but this guy is too relaxed.

With terrifying speed and strength, he completely crushed the opponent's martial arts master Perfection.

"Is there anyone else?"

Chen Ling didn't even look at the twitching young man on the ground. He scanned the crowd and grinned.

Some people gulped secretly, with fear in their eyes and greed in their hearts, but they were quickly killed.

There are more than a dozen people, and there are only three people at the peak of Wu Zun.

But this scene made these three peak warriors unable to help but feel surprised.

Those martial arts masters who were in full swing were even more chilled and did not dare to move.

"Has no one exchanged my arm for holy blood? If not, then I will leave." Chen Ling sneered, turned around and left.

"stop."

A peak Martial Master suddenly stepped out.

"Cut off your own arm." The young man's face was expressionless, not at all moved by the misery of the young man on the ground.

"This sentence is also for you." Chen Ling raised his eyebrows and said calmly.

"Arrogant."

The young man was impatient, so he took a step forward, as fast as lightning, and turned his five fingers into claws, instantly transforming into a wolf. The air was torn out with five streaks that were about to burst, and there was an explosion of "bang bang bang".

Everyone opened their eyes wide and stared at Chen Ling closely.

If even the peak Martial Master is no match...

Chen Ling stood on the spot, his figure motionless, and when it came, he waved his hand and shot out five golden storms.

Bang!

The energy exploded, and the young man froze and retreated.

"Hiss, even the peak Martial Lord can't do it."

The crowd was shocked.

It was already obvious in one blow which one was stronger and which one was weaker.

The young man's face was ashen, and his eyes were filled with deep shock.

That powerful power was actually perfectly displayed by a Martial Lord. It was unbelievable.

But he gritted his teeth and rushed forward again.

boom!

The majestic power was released, turning into nine rays as blazing as the sun, splitting the air, and slashing towards Chen Ling, like the sun, the moon, the universe, and unparalleled ferocity.

Chen Ling suddenly stepped forward, his eyes wide open, staring at the young man in shock.

The half-saint's will struck like a giant hammer.

Bang!

Nine rays of light collapsed in the sky, and before the young man could reach Chen Ling, he sprayed blood and flew out with a scream.

Shi Sanhong looked pale and horrified.

"Hiss, saint-level will, no, half-saint, this guy actually has a half-saint will."

The shock on his face could not be concealed.

Others can't see it, but he often comes into contact with saint-level powerhouses and is very familiar with the holy will. Those subtle fluctuations must be the holy will.

"A guy from Dongzhou dares to offend Qin Yuan, and he still has the will of a semi-saint... This guy is really not a fool."

Shi Sanhong was moved.

The crowd was dead silent.

The remaining two peak Martial Masters looked pale, and their wills trembled as they watched Chen Ling return to his simple, unwavering state in that instant.

"Is there anyone else?"

Everyone who looked at Chen Ling's eyes shivered.

"Humph, a bunch of trash."

The cold snort was like thunder, shocking everyone's hearts.

A figure strode forward, dressed in white, with handsome eyebrows and sword-like eyes. His expression was as cold as a knife, and his eyes were even more desolate in the autumn wind, making people's hearts palpitate when touched.

"Wang Xiao."

Shi Sanhong frowned.

"Chen Ling, don't be arrogant, Wang Xiao is here, he is a semi-saint." Seeing Wang Xiao, the crowd suddenly became excited.

Wang Xiao's previous humiliation to everyone seemed to be ignored by everyone.

"Half Saint."

Chen Ling's pupils narrowed and he looked at Wang Xiao.

The breath is vague, but a faint hint of holy meaning can be faintly detected.

"What? A dignified half-saint has become Qin Yuan's dog?" Chen Ling said without politeness.

Wang Xiao's face suddenly turned livid and gloomy.

The word "dog" made him tremble with anger, his semi-holy intention suddenly burst out, his murderous intent surged, and he glared at Chen Ling ferociously.

"You're a bumpkin from Dongzhou, you're looking for death."

boom!

He burst out with a big seal that looked like an ape. He released his endless sharp energy and struck Chen Ling with a boom that shook the void.

"This guy is really crazy." Shi Sanhong's face twitched.

A semi-saint was called a dog when he came up. Anyone else would have exploded.

Chen Ling punched out.

Bang!

The ripples in the void spread rapidly, and everyone retreated in fear.

The big seal was violently cracked, but the powerful force caused Chen Ling to exert all the force of his punch, and he was even shocked to take eight steps back.

"Boy, when you get to Wuzhou, you have to be controlled by me even if you are a dragon. Today I will teach you what humility is."

Wang Xiao roared angrily, and before Chen Ling could stabilize his body, he quickly bullied him.

Bang!

He struck out with a palm, and the bells rang out from heaven and earth, and the majestic holy will came out from his body, carrying the power of heaven and earth, and smashed down hard.

Puff!

Among the crowd in the distance, several figures were shaken by this holy will and all vomited blood.

"Who do you think you are? Are you qualified to teach me?" Chen Ling laughed angrily, stamped his foot, the ground exploded, and the half-saint's will surged out.

"Half Saint, hiss, he is also half Saint."

This holy intention made everyone exclaim.

The confrontation between the two half-saints suddenly shocked many people, and more and more young talents appeared in the distance to watch the battle.

A flash of surprise flashed in Wang Xiao's eyes, but his big hand was even more powerful, with holy will like the sun.

"Yellow Spring Seal of Life and Death."

boom!

The blazing seal shot out across the sky, and the power of life and death enveloped the semi-saint's will, colliding hard with Wang Xiao.

The heaven and earth scream, and the holy power clangs.

Wang Xiao retreated, and the great seal of life and death also collapsed.

puff!

Wang Xiao fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he stared at Chen Ling ferociously.

Chen Ling looked pale and was not in a good condition.

"Hiss, Wang Xiao is actually injured."

"Who is this guy? He is so strong."

More and more people gathered together, looking at this scene and exclaiming.

Those who recognized Wang Xiao were even more horrified.

"Half Saint, I didn't expect that a Half Saint would appear in that nook and cranny of Dongzhou. It really surprised me." Wang Xiao took a deep breath, and the ferocious look on his face became more intense.

The eerie laughter makes people shudder.

boom!

The air around Wang Xiao suddenly exploded, fine cracks appeared, and a powerful force roared out.

His legs suddenly became unreal.

The person has disappeared from where he was.

Boom!

There was an explosion in the sky, and the two giant legs were like pillars of heaven, sealing the void, releasing monstrous power in the air, and filling the air with an ancient power.

"Holy skill, trample the heavens."

Wang Xiao roared, more like the roar of an ancient giant beast, his two huge legs shook the sky, and he stepped on Chen Ling in horror.

In the semi-saint realm, the power of a saint-level cast is far beyond what it can be compared to a warrior-level cast.

Half-Saints, who have already touched the half-step Holy Realm, can exert 70 to 80% of the true power of Holy Skills.

The space was shattered under the trampling of the giant legs.

Chen Ling reached out with a finger.

When the crowd saw this scene, their eyes widened.

"Is that kid stupid?" (To be continued)


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