Chapter 583: Vulnerable
Out of the blue!
This wishful thinking is exquisitely played.
Even if you are a great immortal cultivator in the middle of the Yuan Infant Stage, or even in the late stage, you must be seriously injured at such a close distance.
No matter how subtle your cultivation is, if you are not good at close combat, it is the shortcoming of the monk.
Seeing that Ling Xian didn't have time to sacrifice the treasure, relying on the body protection aura alone, no matter what, he couldn't stop this punch, the young man couldn't help but laugh wildly, the expression on his face was complacent.
Seeing the other party's arrogant expression, a sarcastic smile appeared on Ling Xian's face.
As soon as his hand was raised, his right hand also threw a punch.
Compared to that ancient demon, Ling Xian's punch seemed mediocre.
There was no flash of spiritual light, and there was no popping sound in the ears, at a glance, it was so weak that even the punch of an ordinary martial artist could not be compared.
The ancient demon could see it clearly, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.
This kid must have been so frightened that he didn't have time to sacrifice the treasure, so he actually blocked his attack with his bare hands.
It's just stupid.
In the next moment, even if you don't fall, you won't break your tendons.
Before this thought could be turned, a loud "boom" came to his ears, but it was the fists of the two that collided in midair.
Along with his fist, the ancient demon felt a majestic force, swarming into his body, which was simply irresistible.
He couldn't help but be shocked, and his eyes suddenly showed a look of horror and regret.
It's a pity that it's too late.
That force, indestructible, accompanied by a crackling sound came to his ears, but it was his own broken tendons, and the whole person flew back upside down like an arrow from the string, and with a bang, it hit a mountain peak.
actually knocked the mountain into a hole, and the remaining momentum did not stop, and it crashed through two peaks one after another, and then fell down fiercely.
Yet it didn't move.
Ling Xian's punch not only broke his tendons and fractured him, but even Yuan Ying was shattered.
Kill the enemy in one hit!
Although the other party's realm is only in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, the strength of the ancient demon is far superior to that of an immortal cultivator of the same level, and it is impossible to change a great cultivator to do this no matter what.
The woman in the palace costume could see it clearly, and her face couldn't help but be like dirt.
He never expected that the monk recorded in this transmission note would be so powerful.
The other party is actually in the late Yuan Infant period, and it is far from being comparable to ordinary late stage monks.
Such an existence is not something that can be defeated by oneself at all.
Frightened, she immediately turned into a ray of light and fled into the distance.
Ling Xian naturally had no reason to let her go.
With a flick of the sleeve robe, dense sword light suddenly swarmed out, connected in a line, and flew towards this woman.
"Seniors are merciful, I ......"
The witch was horrified, begging for mercy while patting her on the waist.
Suddenly, a magic weapon in the shape of a lancet flew out of her storage bag.
No, it's not just that, there's a shield.
The shield turned into a thick and abnormal light curtain that wrapped the woman in the period, and as for the lancet magic weapon, it became larger to ten zhang square, slashing at the front.
Combining offense and defense, this woman's means are not bad.
It's a pity that she is facing Ling Xian, just this little bit of supernatural power, it is completely not enough.
For the enemy, Ling Xian didn't have any mercy on his subordinates.
A hint of indifference flashed across his face, and his right hand pointed forward.
As he moved, the sword lights snapped in the middle.
It became something like a substance, and one piece was slashed forward.
In the face of this earth-shattering blow, whether it was the lancet or the light curtain of the shield, it was useless, and with the sound of wailing into the ears, the two magic treasures turned into mortal iron and fell from the void, blood splashed, and the woman's head had been removed.
What about the existence of the Yuan Infant Period, for Ling Xian today, it is like a clay sculpture paper paste.
Of course, the two were only in the early stage, if it was a late-stage ancient demon, if Ling Xian wanted to win, it would not be so easy.
The whole process was up and down, whether it was Ling Feng Ling Yu on the side, or the Ling clan disciples on the other side of the light curtain, they could all see it clearly, and their faces showed shock and incredulity.
It was an ancient demon who had survived three heavenly tribulations, and he couldn't even stop the forbidden set by his ancestors, and he was already crumbling after only a few rounds under his attack.
Such a powerful existence has reached the point where it surpasses everyone's imagination, but it can't take the unity of the person in front of him.
Why is he holy?
"Hey, this person seems to be the patriarch?"
"Really...... It's really Brother Ling Xian. ”
"The patriarch has returned, and he has not fallen. ”
......
For a while, cheers came and went.
There is only one day in the mountains, and it has been a thousand years in the world, because the laws of heaven and earth are different, and the speed of time passing between the Martial Kingdom and the Shuiyun Immortal Realm is completely different.
For Ling Xian, although countless years have passed, but for the Ling clan people living in the Martial Kingdom, it is only five years.
Ling Xian used to be the patriarch of the Ling family, how could the children of these clans not know about it?
On the contrary, they were impressed by this powerful patriarch.
In just five years, everyone's memories are of course impossible to blur, so one by one, they will recognize the strong man in front of them.
Of course, there are also people who have doubts.
The strong man in front of him certainly looks exactly the same as the clan master, but in just five years, how could he have such strength.
Killing the Infant Ancient Demon is as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.
In any case, this is somewhat counterintuitive.
So he questioned, maybe he just looks similar to the patriarch, after all, the world is full of wonders, even if two people have the same appearance, it is not impossible.
"Nonsense, he must be the patriarch, didn't you see Ling Feng Ling Yu coming with him?"
In addition, there were disciples of the Ling clan who retorted that their worship of Ling Immortal had reached the point where it could not be described in words.
The dispute was fruitless, and everyone decided to come out to meet, after all, the prohibition laid by the ancestors could not stop such a strong man at all, and if he had malicious intentions, hiding behind the light curtain would not be of any use.
So Ling Tianxiong was in charge, and everyone opened the ban and walked out of the secret cave together.
I was a little apprehensive in my heart, even if I saw Ling Feng and Ling Yu coming with him, God knows if the brother and sister were captured.
"See Third Uncle. ”
Ling Xian's gaze swept over, and when he saw familiar faces, he was also full of emotion in his heart, and he hugged his fist at Ling Tianxiong.
"You...... Are you really Ling Xian?"
"It's me. ”
Ling Xian said with a smile.
At this moment, the entire Ling family was boiling.
The head of the family did not fall, and he became a peerless powerhouse.
The people of the Ling clan were all ecstatic, and after Ling Xian hugged Da Niu, Ling Hu and a few other friends, they entered the secret cave of the Ling family surrounded by everyone.
The area here is a hundred acres, as far as the eye can see, there are some pavilions and pavilions with simple shapes, fortunately, because of the protection of this secret realm, otherwise it is really hard to say whether the Ling family can continue to this day. (To be continued.) )