The move was successful, and even Ling Zhongxiao was startled. The move just now was his unique skill in life, and it was considered to be infinitely exquisite. However, he had self-knowledge and knew that no matter how exquisite he was, it would not be able to make up for the strength of the early and late emperor levels.

There is a huge gap, but how did you succeed?

Looking at his fist, Ling Zhongxiao couldn't believe it.

"Wow, Brother Zhongxiao, why are you so powerful? You are at the late stage of the Emperor's level, and you were knocked away with just one punch." Ling Yixuan and others who followed closely looked at Ling Zhongxiao with admiration.

"No, I'm not that powerful. It must be an accident." Ling Zhongxiao said honestly.

"Good boy, you really dare to take action!" The man was punched by Ling Zhongxiao and his mouth and nose were crooked. Tears almost fell out, and his heart was filled with anger. A dignified late-stage emperor was actually punched by an early-stage emperor.

If it is smashed and broken, will it be shameless to spread the word?

In his anger, he even forgot that Huangfu Qingjue, a god-level master, was fighting beside him. He picked up his sword and attacked Ling Zhongxiao again.

Compared with the previous sword, this sword was more powerful. But just when the sword light was about to hit Ling Zhongxiao's side, his eyes became bigger again, slower, and slower again.

But this time he was not distracted. Although the sword light was a few points slower than before, the momentum was still sharp and powerful.

Ling Zhongxiao did not dare to be careless. He twisted his wrist and used all his strength to attack his face with a sword light. In terms of sword power alone, his sword could not be compared with that of the late emperor level, but the speed was half a minute faster. It was only half a minute, but the masters fought against each other.

, victory or defeat is often just a matter of millimeters.

"Boom", there was a muffled sound, and the member of the Yuwen family had been knocked to the ground by the sword. If it weren't for the fact that his own strength was more than one step higher than Ling Zhongxiao, and he was fully prepared to deploy a protective air shield in advance, this sword

It was enough to kill him.

"Impossible, impossible!" He was knocked to the ground again by Ling Zhongxiao, with a look of horror on his face.

This is the gap between the late and early stages of the Emperor level, but why is it only half a point behind?

Ling Zhongxiao himself was inexplicably shocked. He subconsciously looked at Ling Chuxi and saw her with her hands behind her back and a half-smile on her face. Ling Zhongxiao vaguely understood something.

With some doubts, some unwillingness, and most of all anger, the man stepped forward with his sword again, attacking Ling Zhongxiao as fast as a sword. Seeing that Huangfu Qingjue had not intervened, this man became much bolder.

, every sword is full of killing intent.

Ling Zhongxiao glanced at Ling Chuxi again, determined in his heart, and used all his strength to fight against the opponent.

Although the opponent's strength has been greatly suppressed, he has not been suppressed to the bottom. He is still one step higher than him. If he goes all out, he has a chance to win. If he is a little negligent, he may be injured by the opponent's sword.

, so Ling Zhongxiao still feels tremendous pressure, even the threat of death.

Fortunately, he had "discussed" with Meng Zheng a lot in the past few days, and even received special care from Ling Chuxi. His actual combat ability was greatly improved, and he was able to cope with it.

There was a crisp sound of "choking", and the two men dropped their swords to the ground and took a few steps back at the same time. Ling Zhongxiao's face was pale and he was slightly injured, but the Yuwen family member vomited blood, obviously from eating

Big loss.
Chapter completed!