"Brother Zi Ling and Young Master Zhong are so frightened that they're weak! Why don't they just learn to be like two desolate dogs like before?" Wanwan's charming voice sounded in the courtyard.
And Kou Zhong said even more proudly: "I, Master Zhong, will oppose anything that the enemy likes. And everyone has the right to stay in his warm home and enjoy his precious life! Please forgive me for not having the interest to escape!"
Yan Ling felt bored listening to the sharp words of several people in the courtyard. Yan Ling's character has always been reckless, and he really can't appreciate this kind of psychological game. In Yan Ling's view, warriors should go straight.
Invincible confidence!
Of course, this is just Yan Ling's idea. In fact, martial artists are like ordinary people. Everyone has their own ideas and martial arts styles. There is no distinction between superior and inferior. As long as it suits your personal style, you can naturally display extraordinary strength.
After a wave of games, Wanwan found that it seemed that she could not break the defenses of Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, but her own state of mind was broken. Realizing that she could not continue, Wanwan decisively attacked and decided to kill the two with hard power.
However, Kou and Xu's artistic conception of Jing Zhongyue originally focused on the spiritual realm. As soon as Wanwan and Bian Fulai's moods were disturbed, Kou Zhong became angry and slashed at Bian Fulai. At the same time, Xu Ziling also
Seizing the opportunity, he ducked over to Wanwan and handed her over.
Bian's weapon is a pair of silver rings, which are usually hidden in his sleeves like Du Fuwei. They are only revealed during life and death fights, which reflects the secrecy of the magic sect.
Facing Kou Zhong's strong attack, Bian Fulai was not afraid at all. He knew that as long as he survived this round of attacks and waited for Wanwan to deal with Xu Ziling, the two of them could definitely capture Kou Zhong alive.
However, Bian Fulai did not expect that not only Kou Zhong made rapid progress, but Xu Ziling even exceeded it. With fists and feet coming out, coupled with the reflection of the artistic conception of Jing Zhongyue on the heaven and earth environment, he suppressed Wanwan for a moment, leaving Wanwan only
Being able to constantly move and dodge with the help of the Demon's physical skills, it is impossible to capture Xu Ziling in a short period of time.
Xu Ziling was also very spiritual and knew that dragging on would only lead to danger, so he seized the opportunity when Wanwan's old strength was weakened and new strength had not yet emerged, and ran out of the house, joining Kou Zhong to attack Bian Buhao.
People in the demon sect have always been selfish, and as the Yinkui sect is a top-level demon sect comparable to Cihang Jingzhai, its members have taken this characteristic to the extreme. Bian, who mistakenly thought something had happened to Wanwan, fought hard
After repelling the combined attack of Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, he ignored Wanwan's situation and ran away alone.
Without Bian Fuhua's help, Wanwan and Kou Xu had no choice but to leave, and a catastrophic disaster was solved by Kou and Xu.
This is the reason why Yan Ling looks down on warriors who play psychological warfare. When you destroy the enemy's state of mind, it is easy for the enemy to counterattack. If you have time, it is better to strengthen your faith and punch with pleasure!
The courtyard of Kou and Xu returned to calm, but Yan Ling became entangled. Yan Ling looked at the figure who was leaving without hesitation. In the end, Yan Ling moved and stopped caring about Kou and Xu in the courtyard.
It was because he followed Bian Fuhua, who left first.
After Bian Fulai was far away from Kou and Xu's courtyard, Yan Ling suddenly accelerated and arrived not far in front of Bian Fulai, waiting quietly for Bian Fulai to arrive.
After Bian Fulai left the courtyard, he thought carefully and realized that he had been deceived by Xu Ziling. Wanwan was the descendant of the Yin Queen Zhu Yuyan, and was a rare genius in the Demon Sect. Her martial arts would only be above him, not behind him.
How could he be defeated by Xu Ziling so easily?
But since he had already chosen to run away, Bian Fuhua didn't bother to go back to confirm the situation. Anyway, as long as he was fine, it would be fine. With this thought in mind, Bian Fuhua turned into an alley.
"Who are you? Why are you stopping me?"
As soon as Bian Fulai entered a secluded alley, he saw a tall and handsome young man with resolute features standing in front of him, his eyes fixed on him, and he couldn't help but ask in a deep voice.
Yan Ling replied calmly: "My name is Yan Ling. I am here to borrow your life. I hope you will not disappoint me."
"Well, then it depends on whether you have this ability!" Bian Fulai laughed at Yan Ling's neutral tone, shouted low, took out the silver ring from his sleeve and hit Yan Ling actively.
Although he was anxious in his heart, he took action calmly. A pair of silver rings swayed out an afterimage, and more and more true energy leaked out from the virtual reality. It was obvious that he understood that Yan Ling must have sufficient confidence if he dared to ambush him.
, Therefore, Bian Fuli will not spare any force as soon as he takes action, hoping to catch Yan Ling by surprise.
It's a pity that Yan Ling had already experienced the supreme state of Chinese martial arts of "The Autumn Wind Has Not Moved Cicada Prophet" before. After comprehending the artistic conception of iron and blood, his spiritual state has greatly increased, both his own strength and the enemy's strength have become more profound.
Feeling that as soon as Bian Fulai made a move, Yan Ling could see through the changes in Bian Fulai's body and muscles to see through the reality of his moves.
Yan Ling stared closely at Bian Fulai's body, and struck out with a Vajra Palm. The wind roared from the palm, directly dispersing the true energy on Bian Fulai's silver ring, and forced Bian Fulai back.
Yan Ling is not a rookie like Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling who have become a monk halfway. Even if his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, he still has no chance of winning against the real top masters. However, Yan Ling has been on the battlefield for a long time, and his own strength is already astonishing. He can already achieve the innate realm.
Invincible vertically and horizontally.
No matter how famous Bian Fuyi is, he is just an elder of the Demon Sect, and his strength is in the late stage of Xiantian. How can he compare with Yan Ling, who has already entered the realm of Xiantian perfection just by relying on his blood and true energy.
Bian Yiyi, who was retreating sharply, had a look of shock in his eyes. Although he had an intuition that Yan Ling's martial arts was extraordinary, he still didn't expect that Yan Ling's strength was so amazing, and he was able to knock him back with just one palm.
"Where do you come from? Since your martial arts are by no means unknown, why do you want to be the enemy of our Yin Kui Sect?" He said deeply while trying to calm down the shaking energy and blood in his body, trying to use the reputation of the Yin Kui Sect.
Scare away Yan Ling, otherwise you will have to decide whether to live or die by yourself this time.
However, Yan Ling did not answer at all. Instead, he shouted loudly: "How come there is so much nonsense? If I say I'll take your life, I'll take your life!"
After saying that, Yan Ling's eyes were cold, he rushed towards him, and thrust out a punch like a spear, and the air around him became bitingly cold.
Bian Fulai was in a trance for a while, as if he saw thousands of troops charging towards him, and his mind was robbed by it. When he reacted again, he had lost the chance to dodge. He could only hold the silver ring in front of him and use his unique skill "
The "Devil's Heart Chain" method uses force to block Yan Ling's fists from the three armies.
"bite!"
Yan Ling's fist hit the side of the silver ring, but it made a roar of gold and iron.
Bian Fuli's expression changed drastically, and he realized that the power contained in Yan Ling's punch was ever-changing, leaving him with no way to draw on it. He could only rely on his own strength to take Yan Ling's heavy punch.
Bian lived up to his belief that the magical skill "Demon Heart Chain" could play with power, but he did not expect that Yan Ling was a master of Chinese martial arts before and was known for his unpredictable changes in power.
On earth, everyone's physical fitness is about the same. If you want to become a master, you can only start with strength. Whoever's strength is more difficult to measure can make further progress.
As a master of Huajin, Yan Ling punched out, and the bright and dark energies entangled and spiraled with each other, and there was even more vitality, blood and true energy attached to them. It could be said that it was all-encompassing in one punch, and Bian Fulai could not fathom Yan Ling's strength at all. When force changes, how can we talk about leveraging force to gain strength?
"puff!"
Bian Fu spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew back involuntarily, having been severely injured by Yan Ling's punch.
Yan Ling was unyielding. He turned around and used the power of Lingbo Weibu to the extreme in this narrow alley. As soon as his figure changed, he had caught up with Bian Fuhua, who had not yet landed, and followed him. Just punch him in the chest!
Looking at Bian Fuyi, he collapsed in the alley, the blood spilled from the corner of his mouth stained the ground red, his chest had stopped rising and falling, and he was obviously out of breath.
"call!"
Yan Ling took a deep breath, feeling relaxed and comfortable! (To be continued)