Chapter 2345

In mid-air, Ling Xian stood holding a halberd, his clothes were stained with blood, and his breath was weak.

After a short duel, he was already bruised all over his body, especially the middle-aged man's sword, which hurt his meridians even more.

However, no one dared to underestimate him.

Everyone present saw the power of the middle-aged man's sword, and asked themselves, they would never be able to dodge it!

However, Ling Xian escaped, and it was in a fierce battle against the heroes, which naturally shocked everyone.

"How is it possible..." The middle-aged man stared at Ling Xian closely, without any contempt.

Ling Xian easily suppressed the ghost beast Jin Zong, and dodged his lore sword. No matter how conceited he was, he dared not underestimate Ling Xian.

"A very strong taboo technique, no less than the legendary sword butterfly, but unfortunately, it can't kill me." Ling Xian's star eyes were deep, and under normal circumstances, he would not be able to dodge this sword.

It's too fast, even the wind can't tell the truth, but he has the light of the beginning.

This method can bring Jianmang back to the time of condensation, so that he has time to dodge.

"My two big tricks were actually broken by you." The middle-aged man's face sank like water, and he said, "However, you can't break this situation."

"Let's wait and see." Ling Xian's expression was icy cold, a stream of fresh air emerged, turned into two clones, and rushed out forcefully.

At the same time, he hacked and killed with a halberd, splitting the sky.

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The wind was surging, the sky was dark and the sky was dark, and the heroes tried their best to beat Ling Xian until he coughed up blood, and several bones were broken.

However, he also made everyone pay a corresponding price, especially the middle-aged man, who was pierced through the shoulder by him.

This made everyone present gasp. They didn't expect Ling Xian to be so fierce that he could fight back when he was besieged by many strong men.

"Kill!" Ling Xian's eyes flickered with cold electricity, and he went completely mad.

Forbidden techniques such as burning immortal bone, suppressing chaos emperor fist, stealing god's hand and other taboo techniques were shown in the world, which shocked the heroes to cough up blood and retreat again and again.

He is too powerful,

Even if he fights against all the heroes with his own strength, he will not fall behind!

boom!

Ling Xian landed with one foot, awakening like a peerless ominous man, his divine power shocked the heavens, and he trampled all directions.

Immediately, the body of a monk in the middle of the holy realm split apart and turned into blood mist.

The middle-aged man tried to save him, but it was too late. He could only watch helplessly as his soul was shattered by the tripod.

brush!

The celestial light shines on the world, and the precious mirror rises and falls, like an eternal sun, illuminating the nine heavens and ten earths.

This made a black-clothed man's complexion change drastically. The method of defense and the treasure of body protection appeared together, but it was difficult to block the power of the Immortal Mirror, and it was instantly shattered.

At the same time, Fulongqin resounded throughout the universe, causing the man in black to disappear physically and spiritually, and ceased to exist.

This made the middle-aged man burst into anger, and a palm fell, and five thunders struck the top.

Seeing this, Ling Xian raised his hand to make a seal, the three flowers of the Great Dao emerged, and the magic robe glowed.

boom!

With a loud noise, Ling Xian coughed up blood, but instead of retreating, he took the opportunity to attack an old man in Tsing Yi.

The fist print traversed the void, and the sword light split the sky and the earth. In just a moment, the old man in Tsing Yi was frightened away.

"You're courting death!" The middle-aged man was furious. He thought that Ling Xian couldn't help but become a middle-stage monk in the Holy Realm with him.

However, at this moment, there were three middle-stage saints who died in the hands of Ling Xian, which was equivalent to three loud slaps on his face!

At the moment, he made another peerless sword, showing his sharpness, killing gods and immortals!

"You don't have that ability yet!" Ling Xian responded domineeringly, his brows glowed, bringing the Peerless Sword back to the time when it first appeared.

Then, he moved three steps horizontally, dodging the earth-shattering sword.

"It's not rude to come and go, you also take my palm." Ling Xian's eyes glowed coldly, and he slammed out the palm, with extreme repulsion sweeping across, breaking the middle-aged man's arms.

At the same time, it also turned a monk in the middle of the holy realm into a blood mist.

This made the middle-aged man's lungs explode with anger. Every time Ling Xian killed a middle-stage monk in the holy realm, he was slapped loudly.

It is not an exaggeration to say that his face was already swollen from the beating, how could he not be angry?

At this moment, Ling Xian killed another monk who had reached the middle stage of the Holy Realm. He was so angry that he trembled all over and couldn't speak.

"The mid-stage cultivators in the Holy Realm are too light, no matter what, I have to pull a late-stage strong man to back me up."

Ling Xian's eyes showed a fierce light, which made everyone present feel cold, and subconsciously took two steps back.

He is really too cruel. With his body covered in bruises, he can easily kill someone who has entered the middle stage of the Holy Realm. Who would not be afraid?

"Idiots talking about dreams!" The middle-aged man sneered. Although his arms were broken, it did not prevent him from performing a world-shocking technique.

The wind is surging, sand and rocks are flying, and a mountain peak emerges, turning into a giant, standing upright.

In the next moment, the giant's fists smashed down, with the potential to open the sky, and it was so heavy that it was unimaginable.

The rest of the people also used the world-shocking method, all of them swallowed mountains and rivers with anger, and they were absolutely terrifying.

Ling Xian's expression froze, knowing that in his current state, even if he tried his best, he couldn't stop so many terrifying magical powers.

Simply, he ignored the astonishing magic of the heroes and shot at two middle-stage monks in the holy realm.

With many magical powers added to his body, Ling Xiankuang spat out a mouthful of blood, and his internal organs were severely injured. However, he also killed the two middle-stage saints.

So far, all the mid-ninth stage monks have died, leaving only five late-stage saints.

This made everyone present stupefied. They never expected that Ling Xian, who was besieged by so many strong men, could kill all the mid-ninth stage monks.

It was so amazing that even middle-aged men and other late-stage saints would find it unbelievable.

At this moment, they finally realized how strong Ling Xian was, and believed what he said.

A monk in the mid-stage of the holy realm really shouldn't participate in the war.

"Fortunately, I didn't make a move, otherwise, I would have been on my way."

"He is too strong, he is simply a monster!"

"Fortunately, he is only in the middle stage of the Holy Realm. If he is in the late stage, everyone will die!"

Everyone was horrified, and looked at Ling Xian full of fear.

"I underestimated you." The middle-aged man fixed his eyes on Ling Xian, feeling a burning pain on his face.

Those people also felt ashamed.

In front of them, Ling Xian beheaded all the monks who had entered the middle stage of the holy realm, and they were naturally dishonored.

"Next, it's your turn."

Ling Xian opened his mouth lightly, and the God of War halberd pointed at the middle-aged man and the others, with a mighty majesty and awe-inspiring killing intent.

"Big words!"

The middle-aged man sneered and said: "Don't say you are at the end of your strength, even in your prime, you can't stop us."

Hearing this, Ling Xian remained silent.

He is indeed at the end of his battle at the moment, not only his bones and meridians are broken, but also his internal organs have been severely injured. If there is no help, he will undoubtedly die.

However, even if he died, he would still have to pull the middle-aged man back!

At that moment, Ling Xian's expression turned cold, and he burned the ancient blood of Tianzun.

boom!

With unparalleled divine power and majesty, Ling Xian pierced the sky with a halberd, like an ancient beast, shaking the heavens and the world!

"Looking for death!" The middle-aged man's eyes glowed coldly, and he swept his legs like a dragon wagging its tail, shattering the void.

The other four people also made a move, their majesty surpassed the sky, and their momentum was regrettable.

Blood dripped, bones cracked, Ling Xian was on the verge of falling, and he couldn't even stand still.

However, he also made five people cough up blood!

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Calvin, there is no third chapter, sorry. (To be continued.)