Chapter 7 God, Hack Him to Death!

"Little King Kong Fist? But the real Little King Kong Fist is not what you use!"

Ling Xiao's eyes flashed, facing Deng Yalin's punch, he stomped his feet and threw a punch.

boom!

The boxing is fierce and unparalleled, and even like Deng Yalin, he used the Little King Kong Fist.

Moreover, above Ling Xiao's fist, there is also a layer of light fist light.

"How could Ling Xiao know Little King Kong Fist? Little King Kong Fist is a martial art that only true disciples can practice!"

Someone exclaimed and recognized the martial arts that Ling Xiao displayed.

"Humph! What if he knows the Little King Kong Fist? With an ant-like cultivation, he can only die in the hands of Senior Brother Deng if he forcibly uses the Little King Kong Fist!"

Ling Kun glanced at Ling Xiao resentfully, his face full of jealousy.

He broke through to the real qi realm and became an inner disciple. He was not qualified to practice the Little King Kong Fist, but Ling Xiao knew it, how could he not be angry and jealous in his heart?

"That's right, Ling Xiao is sure to die! The powerhouse of the Spirit Transformation Realm is as strong as a diamond and is unparalleled. Ling Xiao did not choose to dodge, but directly greeted him. This time he will be seriously injured even if he doesn't die!"

Someone shook his head, looking at Ling Xiao with sympathy in his eyes.

boom!

The two fists intersected, and the majestic True Qi surged in. The sight of Ling Xiao being directly blown away in everyone's imagination did not appear.

I saw Ling Xiao's punch directly hit the golden fist mark, and then with a bang, the golden fist mark disintegrated directly.

The mighty punch did not cause any damage to Ling Xiao.

"The weak point... how is this possible?"

Deng Yalin's eyes were shocked, showing a look of disbelief. Others didn't know it, but he knew it very well.

He hadn't fully trained in the Little King Kong Fist, and there were still flaws in it, and Ling Xiao's punch just hit the flawed node of the fist mark, and it disintegrated this terrifying punch very easily.

"As I said, you haven't practiced Little King Kong Fist yet!" Ling Xiao glanced at Deng Yalin lightly.

"I don't believe it! You just happened to be just by chance, kill me!"

Deng Yalin had a kind of fear in his heart for no reason, but his heart to kill Ling Xiao became stronger and stronger.

boom!

I saw him coming from the sky, the innate innate energy all over his body was unparalleled, his fists were like the wind, and he shrouded Ling Xiao all over his body.

Whoosh whoosh!

Longevity's footwork moved under Ling Xiao's feet, and most of Deng Yalin's punches failed, but there was still one or two punches that Ling Xiao could not avoid and could only take it.

boom! boom!

Ling Xiao flew upside down by more than ten feet before dissolving Deng Yalin's punch, but his arm was already numb.

"This body is still too weak!"

Ling Xiao sighed, Deng Yalin chose this savage style of play, winning purely by the power of the flesh, and the innate true qi in the body of the spirit-transforming powerhouse can derive everything, making Ling Xiao's longevity footwork useless. .

Deng Yalin succeeded in one strike, and the light in his eyes became more and more blazing. He thought he had touched Ling Xiao's details, and his attack became more and more fierce.

"Boy, as long as you give me the treasure on your body, I will spare your life, or you will die!"

Deng Yalin's subtle voice came into Ling Xiao's ears.

"Treasure?"

Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment, and then there was a hint of mockery.

He instantly understood what Deng Yalin meant. I'm afraid it was his amazing performance today that Deng Yalin mistakenly thought he had got some treasure.

But Ling Xiao didn't explain it either, and said with a cold smile, "You deserve it too?"

"you wanna die!"

Deng Yalin's eyes became gloomy in an instant, and his strike became more ruthless, and a few punches fell on Ling Xiao's body in an instant.

A trace of blood dripped from the corner of Ling Xiao's mouth.

"Kill him, kill this little beast!"

"Brother Deng is mighty, and Brother Deng is invincible!"

The disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall, including Ling Kun, Chen Feng and others, saw that Ling Xiao had completely fallen into a disadvantage, and they all shouted.

"Some people are always so clueless!"

Although Ling Xiao's face was pale, his eyes were extremely calm, looking at Deng Yalin was like looking at a dead person.

"God, I order you to drop a thunderbolt to kill him!"

Ling Xiao pointed to the sky and shouted.

Deng Yalin was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing, "Little beast, don't you think you're crazy? Do you think you're God's son? It's you who will die today, not me."

Click!

As soon as Deng Yalin's voice fell, he saw a purple thunder fall out of thin air and hit him directly on the head.

"what……"

Deng Yalin let out a miserable cry, and suddenly fell to the ground with convulsions all over his body.

"Fuck x-on:#$%^..."

The expressions on everyone's faces were like eating poop, which was extremely ugly, and the same words came out of their hearts.

Originally, everyone was about to laugh at Ling Xiao, but they didn't expect that a thunderbolt would really fall in this clear sky and day, and it happened to hit Deng Yalin.

"This is too coincidental..." Someone whispered.

"It must be a coincidence. He Ling Xiao is such a big waste. How could he summon Thunder?"

"I'm going to kill you, little beast!"

Deng Yalin struggled to stand up, his face was extremely hideous, and he suddenly rushed towards Ling Xiao.

"God, hack him to death!" Ling Xiao pointed at Deng Yalin.

Click!

Immediately, another purple thunder fell, foaming at Deng Yalin's mouth, twitching all over and falling to the ground, but he didn't dare to scold Ling Xiao again, his eyes were full of horror.

If the Thunder that appeared the first time was a coincidence, what about the second time?

Everyone looked at Ling Xiao as if they had seen a ghost. There was silence all around, and no one dared to make irresponsible remarks.

They were afraid that Ling Xiao would summon a thunderbolt and kill them directly.

At this time, in a quaint hall on the top of the mountain, a middle-aged Taoist man who was covered in milky white light suddenly opened his eyes, and two dazzling gods pierced through the void.

"This is... the fluctuation of the guardian formation?!"

"Little...Ling Xiao, wait, my grandfather won't let you go! My grandfather is a law enforcement elder, you are dead, no one can save you now!"

Deng Yalin, who was lying on the ground, looked at Ling Xiao with resentment in his eyes.

Ling Xiao glanced at Deng Yalin sideways, and spit out another sentence that made him almost collapse.

"God, hack him to death!"

Click!

The purple thunderbolt fell again, scorching Deng Yalin's body black, hair disheveled, extremely embarrassed, and his breath became extremely weak.

"Little beast, you are courting death!"

Suddenly, a roar resounded through the sky, and a majestic old man wearing a black robe and full of silver hair swept over from a distance, shrouded in a strong murderous intent, and rushed towards Ling Xiao.