6kv Chapter 645 Don’T Run Away If You Have The Guts
Chapter 645 Don’T Run Away If You Have The Guts
"Are you sure?" Shen Xuan asked.
"Huh, no matter what you say, it's all in vain!" Wang Ling shouted coldly, and his body suddenly rushed out at an alarming speed. He almost jumped several feet in the blink of an eye, and slapped Shen Xuan's chest hard with his palm.
Shen Xuan's eyes suddenly narrowed, and his body hurriedly retreated, but it was still a step too late. Wang Ling's slap touched his waist, and the huge force sent him flying dozens of meters away.
"Pfft!" Shen Xuan opened his mouth and spat out a ball of blood.
This palm cracked all his ribs.
Wang Ling smiled coldly and was about to take advantage of the victory when he suddenly felt a chill behind him and couldn't help but turn around and look.
A flash of cold light suddenly appeared, and the tip of a silver gun quickly enlarged in his eyes.
"Ah!" A miserable cry roared out of Wang Ling's throat, and he felt as if his soul was being torn apart by an invisible force.
Shen Xuan succeeded with one move, but did not stop attacking. One move after another continued to bombard Wang Ling's body.
Wang Ling is worthy of being a martial arts master in the late stage of Xiantian. His physical body is extremely resistant to blows. Although Shen Xuan's attack power is very terrifying, it can only make his skin bleed, but cannot cause fatal damage.
"You brat, do you think you can defeat me like this?" Wang Ling endured the severe pain and cursed angrily that he had completely lost his mind.
Shen Xuan turned a deaf ear and attacked frantically, vowing to take Wang Ling's life!
Streams of bright and dazzling white light raged in the jungle, and the violent force surged, annihilating everything around it, and the entire valley was razed to the ground in an instant!
"Bang!" Suddenly, Wang Ling was shot backwards and fell heavily to the ground, vomiting blood.
"You little bastard, if you have the guts, don't run away, challenge me to a duel!" Wang Ling roared angrily.
Shen Xuan ignored him and galloped away into the distance on the Seven-Star Traveling Dragon Step.
"You can't escape!" Seeing this, Wang Ling stood up quickly, growled through gritted teeth, and immediately gathered his energy to chase after him.
"It should be safe here." Shen Xuan muttered to himself.
After all, Wang Ling was injured, and a brief outburst would definitely leave sequelae. Therefore, all he had to do was avoid his pursuit.
Shen Xuan's guess was indeed correct, Wang Ling's speed was obviously slower.
Taking this opportunity, Shen Xuan used the "Wind Control Technique" again, and his whole body rose into the air, turning into a stream of light and flying far and near.
"Stop him!" Wang Ling roared angrily. He never expected that Shen Xuan knew how to fly. It was beyond his expectation!
Upon hearing Wang Ling's order, the three old men immediately rushed towards Shen Xuan, with a terrifying and ferocious aura erupting from their bodies. They all had cultivation levels around the middle stage of innate cultivation!
""||Seeking death!" Shen Xuan's eyes darkened, he raised his right arm and slashed out three swords in an instant.
"Boom, boom, boom——!" A rapid whistling sound resounded through the sky, and three white lights flew out.
"Ding ding ding——!" The three old men's swords collided together, "making a crisp and sweet sound.
But in the next moment, their expressions suddenly changed, and they saw three (Nuo Wang Zhao) swords come out of their hands, inserted into the soil, trembled a few times, and then stopped moving.
Seeing this scene, Wang Ling's pupils shrank suddenly and his heart beat violently. He finally realized how terrifying Shen Xuan was, and he must not stay!
Otherwise, there will be endless troubles in the future!
Thinking of this, Wang Ling's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He waved his right hand and held a pitch black spear in his hand, exuding a biting chill. It was his best spear skill - Baigui Yezhao.