cough."

No one was not shocked by Lingzhi's methods. He could not believe that this was the damage caused by a warrior in the form of the body and the power that could exert.

At this time, Ling Zhi also put his fist beside his mouth and coughed violently.

His face turned a little white.

This was the first time he was directly and completely, and he hit the three fingers of the sky.

The three fingers of the Jietian are indeed extremely powerful, but at the same time, they also require great support.

While his body was shaking and couldn't help coughing, Ling Zhi finally understood the reason why the Three Fingers of Jietian were rated as a yellow-level martial art, and also understood that the powerful man in the king realm was definitely not a inherited jade pendant made with ease.

He himself knew his body very well. Even the ordinary nine-level warriors, even ten or eight, could not match his physical strength.

But even if you practice it yourself, the second level of the eight wilderness and six-held dragon refining technique is far beyond the body of a human warrior and is comparable to the power of a ninth-grade wild beast.

He couldn't even support himself in playing the second set of three fingers in the sky.

The three fingers before actually took 90% of their strength.

This feeling of weakness in the body and the sluggishness under his feet are something that Ling Zhi has never felt since he became a warrior.

A dizziness caused by overdrawing of power hits the forehead.

Such a technique will have no effect when it falls into the hands of any ordinary warrior. Even if this warrior comprehended all three fingers and three styles, the powerful king who left the inheritance of the jade pendant.

Because they did not have such power at all, they made this move.

No matter how powerful the martial arts are, but the limit reaches this level, it is also very terrifying.

Generally advanced martial arts may be very difficult to comprehend, and may exert various powers based on the strength of the warrior.

There are big and small.

Just like the top-level Xuan-level martial arts learned by Ling Zhi, the eight steps of Tianyan.

With such a martial art, he stacked his eight steps and took out eight steps, and added his eight steps to form an attack.

If any warrior has learned the Eight Steps of Tianyan, he can do this step, but he is already weaker than Lingzhi. After the eight steps are synthesised, he will only be smaller than Lingzhi.

But no matter what, the skill can still be practiced when it comes to your hands, and different bonus effects can be obtained according to the level of the skill.

But this is not the case with the Three Fingers of the Three Fingers of the Three Fingers of the Three Fingers. The threshold for the Three Fingers of the Three Fingers is ridiculously high.

You can comprehend and test some harmless moves, but want to fully exert such power.

It is necessary to require the strength of the warrior's physical strength, at least to the eighth grade, or even the martial artist's physical body, to be tempered even stronger than those wild beasts who are born with extremely strong and famous for their physical strength, so that they can hit the three fingers of the sky and exert their complete strength!

At least Ling Zhi has never encountered such a warrior who can reach such a threshold before he has practiced all the way.

"Is the exercise tailor-made for me?" Ling Zhiqiang pressed the discomfort in his body, and a glimmer flashed in his eyes.

He wanted to become stronger, and such powerful martial arts were naturally loved by him.

What's more, Ling Zhi has never had any powerful attack methods, and the only thing he knows is the Tianyan Eight Steps, which is more reflected in his body skills.

The three fingers of the sky have made up for one of his shortcomings very well.

"So you're just pretending to be fat, just to be persistent. Playing three moves like that will see how you can resist the next people!" Ding Fei's eyes were surprised, "Give me a chance, he's already at the end of his strength, kill him now."

Standing there, commanding, the Ding family warriors naturally dared not resist the orders of the young head of the family.

Whether in the family or in the sect, especially the family forces, they require very high loyalty to the martial artists, disciples, and bloodlines of the direct branches recruited in the family.

This is also the reason why there are many dead soldiers in the family.

The family will not recruit disciples as widely as the sect. The core is the family itself. All the warriors they recruit are used to use for the development of the family, protect family members, and do things for the family.

Therefore, loyalty and obeying orders are the minimum requirements.

Locking the family of warriors is one of the many ways to control warriors.

Some families even ask warriors to swallow some poison pills and distribute some detoxification pills every month. As long as the warrior performs too poorly, he will throw away his master and run away first, and he will die of poison.

He is controlled by family forces all his life.

While these people were rushing towards Ling Zhi, Ding Fei suddenly took several steps back and actually rushed towards Ling Zhi at the same time.

Take his life while he is sick.

Ling Zhi's previous strength obviously shocked Ding Fei and made him deeply terrified, so he was so anxious that he wanted to take this opportunity to kill Ling Zhi.

The Ding family had three Nine-level warriors left, and dozens of Seven-Eight-level warriors, who instantly surrounded Ling Zhi.

Ling Zhi did lose most of his strength, so he punched out with one punch and was no longer as straightforward as before. He often could only knock back the four Nine-level warriors, but could no longer solve them directly.

This made the Ding family warriors even more excited, and Ding Fei's pace also faster.

"If you want to hurt Brother Ling, you can pass this level first!" Bai Jingyu appeared beside Ding Fei at the right time and stabbed him with his sword.

"Hehe, Bai Jingyu, I, Ding Fei, have a self-knowledge. If I were usually not your opponent, but now, you should get away!"

Ding Fei smiled sinisterly, holding a weapon in his right hand to resist Bai Jingyu's sword, while holding a soul-killing whip in his left hand to hit Bai Jingyu.

boom.

First, Bai Jingyu stabbed Ding Fei's weapon with a sword. Ding Fei's arm trembled, and he couldn't hold the weapon in his hand, so he took off his hand and threw it away.

The tiger's mouth in the palm of his hand was even more shattered.

This shows the gap between him and Bai Jingyu.

But Ding Fei saw no panic at all. He shouted wildly, "Bai Jingyu, I know I can't compare to you. If it weren't for the Ding family, you would have attacked me long ago. But now, if you stop me again, you will definitely die!"

At the same time, the soul-killing whip in Ding Fei's hand also hit Bai Jingyu's head in the air.

Bai Jingyu's body trembled suddenly and spit out a mouthful of blood without warning. His originally rosy face instantly turned pale as white paper.

"Young Master!" his subordinates exclaimed.

The soul-killing whip is a thing that directly whips the soul power, which does not form a state of mind, does not condense the soul body, and does not control the soul power.

For warriors in the form of body, the soul-killing whip is almost an irresistible weapon. No matter how strong you are, as long as you cannot mobilize your soul power to defend, you will have to withstand the whip of the soul-killing whip.

Click.

But the same is true, a crack also broke out in the sixth part of the soul-killing whip.
Chapter completed!