The Immortal Taoist

"You are strong, but unfortunately, you were not born at the same time as me!"

The boy in white said lightly, that those who had mocked Ling Dao ’s King Martial Warrior just now seemed to hear the sound of slap in the ear. That's right, those slaps were hit on their faces, they were ironic to Ling Dao, but the boy in white recognized the strength of Ling Dao.

Moreover, before Ling Dao's shot, he acknowledged Ling Dao's strength!

Feng Lingyue froze. Is the boy in white just dead? Why can a white boy see the strength of Ling Dao at a glance?

Of course, she knew that the boy in white was only transformed from the formation. The problem was that the formation was transformed. How could he have such eyesight? Even the seven temple kings of the Fox and Elephant clan could not see Ling Dao's strength before he shot.

"It's no pity, there will only be more geniuses in our time than in your time."

Ling Dao was standing in front of the boy in white, and he never lost half of his aura. Even if the boy in white was really the emperor's youth, he was not afraid of anything. Because he had enough confidence to preach the emperor, and the boy in white was the emperor's youth, why didn't he?

"Catch the sword!"

The boy in white didn't have any nonsense. He immediately used the holy sword technique and attacked Lingdao. Ling Dao is a warrior in the early days of the Holy King. Young men in white will naturally not take advantage of Ling Dao in terms of realm. The young man in white in the early days of the holy king's realm is obviously weaker than the previous ones.

"Isn't he trying to drain water? How do I feel his strength has weakened?"

"What are you talking about? Don't you see that the warrior of the Dragon clan has only the early stage of the Holy King?"

"He said before that he would only fight with us in the same realm. The dragon warrior's realm is low, and his realm will naturally decrease."

As soon as a sacred king warrior questioned, he was blocked by two other sacred king warriors. It's not that they have any feelings about Ling Dao, they just seek truth from facts. The white boy in the early days of the Holy King Realm is definitely weaker than the white boy in the peak of the Holy King Realm.

"Imperial Real Dragon Fist!"

Ling Dao punched him as if there were two true dragons rushing out of his cuffs, and then slammed into the holy war sword of the boy in white. That's right, the boy in white only used the holy war sword. He neither took advantage of Lingdao in terms of realm, nor took advantage of Lingdao in weapons. If the boy in white wears a weapon of Dao Pin, Ling Dao would not be a simple matter if he wanted to win.

"What is he doing? Is he picking up the white boy's sword with his bare hands?"

"Can you not make a fuss? Zhenlong is unparalleled, don't you know?"

If the warriors of the human race took the soldiers with their bare hands, it would indeed cause a lot of sensation. However, it is not uncommon for dragon warriors to receive soldiers with bare hands. True Dragon's physical body is not a joke, the physical body of Holy King Real Dragon is not weaker than the holy weapon.

Ling Dao's fist smashed into the holy war sword of the boy in white clothes, and the holy war sword of the boy in white clothes turned like bamboo. Ling Dao ’s boxing strength is far better than the warriors in the same realm, and Ling Dao ’s physical strength is also far better than the warriors in the same realm. The teenager in white can easily block Ling Dao's attack. It is not easy. After all, the practice of Ling Dao is much stronger than the practice in white.

Of course, in the eyes of other sacred king martial arts, this situation is enough to cause surprises. The sacred kings in front of the warriors had just fought with the white boy and could barely block the white boy's attack. But when it came to Ling Dao, it was the other way around. It was the boy in white who could stand Ling Dao's attack.

"The Emperor's capital, he really has the capital of the Emperor!"

"No wonder he is so confident. It turned out that his strength was so strong. Could it be said that the Dragon tribe will have another emperor?"

They did not think of killing Ling Dao in the cradle. The number of true dragons is scarce, and then the true dragons are very short. If they rely on the realm to kill Ling Dao and wait for them, the real dragons will hunt and kill them endlessly.

It is not that the geniuses of the true dragons cannot be hunted, but that they cannot be done in the presence of other warriors. If the true dragons can't find the killer, they can only give up. Of course, if the true dragons find out the killer, the end of that killer can be imagined.

"Come again!"

There was no frustration on the young man's face, and his holy war sword attacked Lingdao again. The countless swords of Qi fell like snowflakes, and the cold sword light was incredible. The emperor in his youth should not be underestimated. His strength in the early days of the Holy King was more than several times stronger than those of the former Kings of the Holy King that Ling Dao had encountered before.

Ling Dao's fist smashed into the young man's holy war sword again, the difference is that Ling Dao used Jiuzhuan Zhenlong Jin this time. The same boxing method, but Ling Dao's boxing burst far exceeded the previous. The holy war sword of the white boy flexed again, and Ling Dao's boxing power passed down the body of the sword and passed into the body of the white boy.

The boy in white retreated back and forth, fierce punches, as if to destroy his internal organs. He took a full thirty-three steps before dumping Ling Dao's punches to the ground. I saw hundreds of cracks in the ground under his feet, and in some places, there were countless pieces of gravel.

"You are stronger than I thought. It's worth my sword!"

Sure enough, after pulling out the holy sword, the boy in white has improved a lot, both in momentum and strength. Ling Dao's guess is correct. The boy in white is a sword and a sword. He cannot use his full strength with a sword or a sword alone. Only when the sword comes out can he show his true combat power.

Until now, only Ling Dao forced his sword. Moreover, Ling Dao can not only pull out his sword, even after pulling out the sword, he still has no assurance of defeating Ling Dao. You know, Ling Dao is bare-handed and has never used any weapons.

"You were out of the sword just now, now it's my turn to punch!"

When Ling Dao saw Xi Xinxi, he immediately punched his strongest punch without hesitation. Anyway, the boy in white is transformed from the formation method. Even if he kills the boy in white, the boy in white will soon reunite again. So he started, no need to worry about anything.

The horrible fist is like smashing the world. Even those who are not far away from the Holy King Realm have a feeling of being invincible. You know, their realm is higher than Ling Dao, so they are forced to retreat by Ling Dao, and their faces can't be hung up.

The problem is that if you don't retreat, you are likely to be hurt by Ling Dao's fist. Ling Dao's opponent is not them. If they are hurt by Ling Dao's fist again, their faces will be even more unbearable. Although they didn't say anything on their mouths, they already scolded Ling Dao with a dog blood spray in their hearts.

"you!!"

The boy in white apparently did not expect that Ling Dao's attack was so powerful. Fortunately, he did not encounter such a demon as Ling Dao. Otherwise, he would not even have the hope of preaching the emperor, because he was killed alive by Ling Dao before he became a preacher.

I saw Ling Dao's double fist, severely broke the white boy's sword. That's right, Ling Dao not only smashed the holy war sword of the white boy, but also broke the holy war sword of the white boy. The white boy's strength is not weak. The problem is that he has encountered a stronger strength.

Immediately afterwards, Ling Dao's fists were invincible, hitting the white boy's chest in an unparalleled posture. The chest of the boy in white was sunk in immediately, and the sound of crisp bone fractures sounded one after another, and the bright red blood surged out of the boy's mouth.

"Did I read that right? The young emperor failed to block his punch?"

"Are you sure that boy in white is really the emperor of his youth? If he was the emperor of his youth, what is the warrior of the dragon clan? The emperor killer?"

"I don't believe it! The young man in white is definitely not an emperor in his youth. Otherwise, how could he be defeated by the warriors of the Dragon race?"

Although the sacred king martial warriors present witnessed the whole process of the battle, they still did not believe that Ling Dao could defeat the white-boy in the same realm with one punch. No, to be precise, not to defeat, but to kill the young man in white in the same realm.

"The boy in white is dead, he failed to block the punch of the dragon warrior!"

The sacred king martial arts murmured that the other martial arts present were silent. The holy kings of the warriors who had previously shot were not the opponents of the white boys at all, and they did not even have the strength to force the white boys to pull their swords. However, in the face of Ling Dao, even the young boy in white who pulled the knife died tragically under Ling Dao's fist.

Soon, another young boy in white appeared in front of Ling Dao, but he did not mean to fight Ling Dao at all, because Ling Dao had already won. Ling Dao killed him alive. If not, who can win him in the world?

"You can go out of my formation. I have no qualifications to leave you."

The boy in white said chicly that, anyway, he was just an illusion of the formation, and when he lost to Ling Dao, there would not be any fluctuations in his mood. To be precise, he will not have any mood at all, and he can not defeat him in the same realm. He has not encountered it before.

However, compared with Ling Dao, those demon evils he encountered before are still different. Ling Da not only defeated him, but also killed him with a punch. This strength is really terrible.

The sacred kings of the elephant tribe could not help but be fortunate. Fortunately, Ling Dao's state is not high. If Ling Dao had seven temples, they would find Ling Dao to take revenge, and they would all have to die in Ling Dao ’s hands. Ask yourself, when they were in the early days of the Holy King, they had absolutely no strength like Ling Dao.

Even when they were in the early days of the Holy King, they did not have the same strength as white boys. One punch in Ling Dao can kill white teenagers in the same realm, and naturally they can also kill them in one realm.

"Brother is really great, if I have the same strength as a brother, I can leave this formation soon."

Feng Lingyue was depressed. She was a young man in white in the early days of the Holy King, which brought her a lot of pressure. It is not easy to beat the white boy in the middle of the Holy King Realm. The problem is that she is a mid-level samurai warrior, and her opponent, the young boy in white, will only be a mid-level samurai warrior, not a pre-sacred warrior.

"It's okay, I believe you. With your strength, I'm afraid I will soon meet me in the next formation."

After Ling Dao said this sentence, it disappeared before Feng Lingyue's eyes. The sacred kings who were present at the scene looked at the place where Ling Dao disappeared. They should envy how much they admire. Unfortunately, they did not have the abnormal strength of Ling Dao.