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Text Chapter 1300: Records of the Blood Emperor

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    Everyone present did not expect that someone would have a relationship with Ling Feng at this time.  You must know that they still have tens of thousands of people. Ten thousand against one is a sure-win situation. No matter how powerful Ling Feng is, he is only one person after all. Even if he is an ant gnawing an elephant, he can kill him when he is tired.  He was exhausted, but at this moment, someone stepped forward to stand on Ling Feng's side. Could it be that he was too long-lived?  "Brother Dali, you" Hu Ming was also stunned. He thought that Hong Dali might just come to see the excitement, but now a person who came to see the excitement ran to the other side instead, which was a bit inappropriate.  Cang Yulong and Jiang Lili on the side were also surprised and said: "Brother Dali, this is not the time to joke, come back quickly!" Hong Dali is a person who can understand the wordless book, especially when his moves are written down.  Going out for takeout, no one wants to die here with such a good mobile secret, so for a moment everyone present who knew Hong Dali¡¯s magic calmed down and planned to wait and see what happens.  "This little brother has a very strong tone." Ling Feng glanced at Hong Dali, but he was not angry at all. He was just a little surprised when he looked at the goddess of wisdom. It was obvious that from his perspective, he felt that the goddess of wisdom was the only one he had ever seen in his life.  , but Tianjun is Tianjun after all. After being slightly surprised, he smiled and said: "Does it mean that little brother knows our ancestor?" Martial God Palace was founded by Yun Qingfeng, but it really became famous during the Tang Zhen period.  Therefore, Lingfeng's calling Tang Zhen the Patriarch was correct.  Most everyone present knows that Tang Zhen is famous. He was the number one master of the contemporary era thousands of years ago, and his achievements are still unmatched. However, according to time, it is impossible for this Hong Dali to be related to Tang Zhen.  "Hehe, this matter is more complicated, isn't it?" Hong Dali winked at Ling Feng and whispered, "But I have indeed seen him, hehe." "Oh?" Hong Dali's voice was extremely low.  , Lingfeng didn't ask any more questions after hearing this, he just said softly, and then said: "It's a bit interesting. Anyway, you can stand behind me, so as not to get hurt." There were more than 10,000 Jianghu people in front of him.  It seemed like the good player was not taken seriously by him at all.  He settled Hong Dali and took a step forward at the same time, saying: "If you have any more nonsense, just say it. If you don't do it, do it. Ling always hates trouble." "Amitabha, it's good, it's good. Donor Ling is free and easy. That's fine, Lao Monk.  Although he is not talented, it is just like what Ling Shi said, and it is just rhetoric, which makes people upset. Why don't you let me talk to Ling Shi for a while, and I don't know what Ling Shi's idea is.  He is a great monk with nine ring scars on his head.  His gray eyebrows drooped almost to the corners of his mouth, and there was a string of dark red wooden beads around his neck.  His face was full of kindness, and he had the demeanor of an eminent monk.  And he was one of the few two or three people who had not been affected by Ling Feng's kick before.  Ling Feng looked at the great monk, nodded slightly, expressed his approval, and said with a smile: "Master is quite understanding. Master Guan's eyebrows have reached the corner of his lips, and the level of Baochan Neon Scroll cultivation is also very high. I don't know Master Baolai.  Who is yours?" The great monk clasped his hands together and bowed to Ling Feng, saying, "Amitabha is my mentor. The poor monk is my mentor's disciple." Ling Feng said "enjoy".  He said: "Master Baolai's character, Ling Mou has always admired him deeply." Yuan Mie bowed again and said: "Thank you, Lord Ling, for the compliment." Ling Feng continued: "Since Master Yuan Mie is a disciple of Master Baolai, then Ling Feng  It would be a bit of bullying for someone to start a fight with Master." As he spoke, Ling Feng stretched out his feet and drew a circle on the ground, then slowly stood in and said with a smile, "Today Ling will give Master a hand, as long as Master can use it.  If Ling Mou is forced out of this circle, Ling Mou will be considered defeated, how about? " He drew this circle lightly, but it left a deep mark on the hard granite ground, surrounded by stone powder, and the people in the field could see it.  When I arrived, everyone took a breath of cold air.  Master Yuan Mie recited "Amitabha" again and said: "Monk, thank you, Master Ling, for showing mercy. Be careful." After saying this, Master Yuan Mie's internal energy surged, his eyes and eyebrows glowed with neon-like glow, and he was  It was the eighth chapter of the Neon Light Volume of Bao Chan that he cultivated. He drew a semicircle with his right palm and struck out with a "whoosh" at Ling Feng who was standing in the circle. The surrounding internal energy surged, and a palm wind almost  It was like tearing the air apart, leaving a huge palm print in the air.  The castration with one palm continued. Yuan Mie stepped forward and made another semicircle with his right palm. This second palm force was faster and more urgent than the first one. The two palm forces combined together formed a larger palm print, striking  Xiang Lingfeng!  This is a very powerful move in Baochan's Neon Light Scroll. It is called Neon Light Stacking Palm. Each additional palm stacked can double the power. The two round annihilation palms stacked on each other are equivalent to two round palms.  Mie attacked Ling Feng at the same time, the power was so strong that he didn't need to think too much.    Seeing that the huge palm print was about to hit Ling Feng, Hong Dali suddenly spoke softly and said: "Yuan Mie lost." As if matching Hong Dali's words, Ling Feng moved at the same time.  The entire Shitai Square of Wushen Palace fell silent instantly.  Everyone could only see the extremely slow movements of Tianjun Lingfeng, every tiny movement of his body.  Including the corners of clothes.  Including every hair.  Even Ling Feng's slightly narrowed electric eyes.  Ling Feng placed his left hand behind his back, slowly raised his right hand, aimed at the center of Yuan Mie's palm print, and pointed lightly.  Internal energy surges.  The huge palm mark was in front of Ling Feng's finger, making it difficult to move forward.  "Boom." A slight sound sounded like a bubble of water bursting, and the huge and powerful neon light palm prints disappeared into the air just like that.  Yuan Mie Kuang took a step back, his face turned pale, and a trace of bright red blood slowly flowed down the corner of his mouth.  Ling Feng remained motionless.  Almost everyone in the audience couldn¡¯t believe their eyes.  Master Yuan Mie, who ranked at least in the top ten among the nearly 10,000 people present, actually failed to take a single move even when Ling Feng gave him a move, and was defeated and injured.  Hong Dali nodded at the side and said: "Hehe, it is indeed this move." Hong Dali had seen the scene where Tang Zhen and the demon king of the demon clan fought before. The scene was similar to this, but the power was not the same.  Speak.  After defeating Yuan Mie with one move, Ling Feng turned his head, looked at Hong Dali, and asked curiously: "Have you really met Patriarch Tang Zhen?" "Well, let's put it that way," Hong Dali nodded with a smile and said, "  Brother Tang has a pretty good relationship with me, and he even taught me a set of exercises called "The Record of the Ancient Blood Emperor", but I haven't practiced it yet, hehe" When Hong Dali said this, the whole place was in an uproar!  (To be continued)
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