The Unparalleled King of War
Duan Ling Xing's
Moult
The young man stood inside the bathtub and slowly stretched his body. His bones let out a clear and melodious sound as they rubbed against each other.
Clutching his hand, the tip of the young man's mouth curved into a smile. “Three more baths Seven Treasures Body Tempering Liquid and I should be able to break through to the eighth level of the Body Tempering stage. Once I break through, my strength will more than double! "
As his cultivation level rose once again, the mood of the young man was extraordinary.
After putting on some clothes, Duan Ling Tian walked out of his room.
With narrowed eyes, he looked towards the young girl drenched in sweat and swung the Purple Meteorite Flexible Sword. Her expression exuded a gentle feeling of love.
He had observed the grueling cultivation that the young girl had experienced in these past few months, and his heart ached.
"Young Master."
When the young girl noticed Duan Ling Tian, she placed her Violet Meteorite Flexible Sword on the sheath on her waist and smiled sweetly as she went to greet him.
"Are you exhausted?" Duan Ling Tian asked.
He stretched out his hand and domineeringly took the young girl's handkerchief from her, then he proceeded to wipe the sweat off the young girl's face with an expression of gentleness.
There was only softness in his eyes.
The young girl lightly shook her head. Her delicate and beautiful face had a happy smile.
As far as he was concerned, for the sake of Young Master, no matter how tired he was, it was not in vain.
“Bos, Boss!”
Just when the young man and the young girl were like a couple staring at each other, two sudden shouts from outside the courtyard broke the happy atmosphere.
Duan Ling Tian's face could not help but become gloomy.
This fat fuck really knows how to pick his time …
The young girl smiled lightly and attentively said, “Young Master, she is looking for you with great urgency. There may be an important problem. ”
Duan Ling Tian nodded and replied, "Come here!"
The little fatty entered from outside and said to Duan Ling Tian, "Boss, you have a guest."
"In my house?"
Duan Ling Tian was in a daze. He did not understand what small fat meant.
“Yes, it's some people from the Duan Clan. There are two people. I heard from outside the audience hall that the Ninth Elder was referring to a middle-aged man as ‘Fourth Brother,’ and he called the Ninth Elder as ‘Third Sister,’ "said the little fatty. He seemed to be looking for a compliment.
“Third brother-in-law? Don't tell me ”
Duan Ling Tian's heart was pounding.
Even in the past of Duan Ling Tian's memories, there was not a single thing about his father.
Clearly, ever since he was old enough to understand things, he had never seen his father, not once.
Towards that mysterious father, although Duan Ling Tian did not miss him, he was still curious in his heart
He wanted to know what kind of man was so cruel to leave his wife and son behind!
“Ke Er, let's see.”
Holding the young girl's hand, Duan Ling Tian walked quickly out of his house.
“Bos, wait for me. You can't be ungrateful! "
Seeing Duan Ling Tian and Ke Er walking out in the blink of an eye, the little fatty started to shout loudly as he hurriedly followed behind them.
The Li family audience hall was close.
Suddenly, Duan Ling Tian's gaze was fixed on the figure walking towards him from the direction of the audience room.
It was a twenty-year-old youth with an expression of arrogance. It was as if the entire world owed him money.
“Bos, he was one of the members of the Duan Clan who came, and he was really arrogant; he even underestimated the Patriarch and the Ninth Elder, respectively, ” said the little fatty to Duan Ling Tian in a light voice when he saw the young man walking over.
Duan Clan!
Duan Ling Tian looked at him again.
At this moment, the young man noticed the three of them.
When his gaze was fixed on the young girl beside Duan Ling Tian, his gaze could not move. He looked at her with a burning gaze mixed with a trace of greed and lust.
The young girl's eyebrows shriveled. As he revealed a displeased expression, a figure stepped forward and like a mountain stood in front of him, blocking the view of that person.
It seemed like he was there to withstand the wind and rain, causing his heart to feel an incomparable warmth.
“Hmm?”
The young man frowned and his expression turned grim.
But when he noticed the facial features of the young man blocking in front of the young girl, his pupils constricted; even his tone became even more hasty.
“You Duan Ling Tian?”
"Do you know me?"
Duan Ling Tian was in a daze. After searching through the memories in his head, he was unable to find anything about the person in front of him.
Why did the young man know him?
“Huh! You grew up having the same moral conscience as your short-lived father, the young man snorted. His eyes started to emit a cold killing intent!
Even Duan Ling Tian did not know why someone he had never met would issue such killing intent to him.
His heart jolted as he recalled how the young man called his father. Don't tell me that this young man has irreconcilable hostility and hatred towards a father I've never met?
“If I'm not mistaken considering your age of fifteen. Fifteen years old and at the seventh level of the Body Tempering stage. You must have inherited your father's short-lived natural talent. But with a strength that is only this big, in my eyes, Duan Ling Xing, you are no different from an ant! ”
As Duan Ling Xing spoke, he took a step forward
His body moved like a flash of lightning straight towards Duan Ling Tian
At the same time, a large amount of Origin Energy gathered in his right hand, causing it to suddenly begin to tremble.
Striking the palm with incredible force!
Instantly, heaven and trembling strength and eight ancient giant silhouettes flourished on it.
The power behind this palm strike was actually equal to the strength of eight ancient mammoths!
Duan Ling Xing was definitely a level six Core Formation martial artist …
Only level six Core Formation martial artists with full strength were able to utilize the power of heaven and earth to evolve into six ancient giant silhouettes.
Before he could completely dodge the attack, Duan Ling Xing's palm strike had already hit his chest.
Instantly, he felt as if he was sent flying by a 10,000-pound rock!
He was thrown like an arrow leaving a bowstring
As he was in the air, Duan Ling Tian's throat was sweet. After a light cough, blood stained the ground. It is unpleasant to the eyes but attracts attention.
"Young Master!"
"Boss!"
The face of the young girl and the little fatty changed drastically as they flew towards Duan Ling Tian and supported him.
Their expressions were filled with anger as they looked at Duan Ling Xing.
Duan Ling Tian took a deep breath. If he had not used the Snake Spirit Movement Technique to lean his body backwards earlier, Duan Ling Xing's palm strike could have easily taken his life.
At that moment, being close to death caused a lingering fear in his heart.
But after his heart stopped pounding with fear, all that was left was a stomach full of anger!
Duan Ling Tian's expression was grim as he stared at Duan Ling Xing. In a very low and deep voice, he said, "I don't think there are any ill feelings between us, so why do you suddenly want to kill me?"
Ever since the young man proclaimed his name, Duan Ling Tian was aware that the relationship between them would not be simple, as their names only differed by one word.
But, he could not understand why the young man was so cruel to him, directly living his life.
“I don't think that you can really avoid 80% of the strength of my palm. I retract what I said earlier; you can be compared to ants. "
Duan Ling Xing took a step forward and looked down on Duan Ling Tian as a grin appeared on his face. “Regarding what you said about no ill feelings, then you are very wrong! Your short-lived father didn't consider the relationship between the brothers that year, crippling my father's Dantian and causing him to endure a lifetime of suffering. Now, can you still say we have no ill feelings between each other? "
Duan Ling Tian took a deep breath. So that's how it is.
After which, he coldly glanced towards Duan Ling Xing while ridiculing, “If you are truly capable, you can go ahead and find the person who crippled your father and take revenge! Throwing it at me just means you're incapable. "
The boy who paid his father's debt!
Duan Ling Xing laughed coldly and waved his hand. As his body shot out, the same palm strike from before struck once again. “I want to see how you dodged my palm strike this time!”
Whooshing sound!
At this moment, the young girl beside Duan Ling Tian moved.
The Art of Drawing the Sword!
An extremely quick purple sword flashed, moving to intercept Duan Ling Xing's palm strike …
Duan Ling Xing's smile became even colder as his hands clenched and caught the young girl's sword.
Origin Energy exploded, he struck the sword with his palm!
Immediately, the delicate figure of the young girl began to tremble, then she let out a mouthful of blood and her sword was thrown.
The young girl used a sword to support herself as she managed to stand up with great difficulty. His face is as pale as paper.
To Er!
The injured young girl caused Duan Ling Tian's face to change drastically and her eyes emitted a powerful killing intent.
Using the Snake Spirit Movement Technique, he instantly appeared in front of Duan Ling Xing.
With his right hand touching his waist, the Sword Drawing Technique!
"Huh, you're overestimating yourself!"
Duan Ling Xing let out a cold snort as his hands stretched out once more.
Immediately, Duan Ling Tian was blown up like that young girl.
Duan Ling Tian, who was already severely injured, once again fell to the ground violently. It was even difficult for him to stand up.
"Young Master!" Ke Er shouted sadly. His delicate body trembled and he fell to the ground as the sword in his hand was unable to sustain him any longer.
Even though he fell to the ground, Ke Er, whose clear eyes were filled with tears, was still crawling painfully towards Duan Ling Tian.
When he saw this, incomparable jealousy surged in Duan Ling Xing's eyes.
His legs trembled as he flew towards Duan Ling Tian. A killing intent began to radiate from his eyes as he sent out a palm strike with incredible force!
Above Duan Ling Xing were eight ancient giant silhouettes
"Boss!"
Right at this moment, accompanied by a loud cry, a ball-like figure blocked Duan Ling Xing's path, taking over his palm strike. He flew backwards over ten meters before falling to the ground. He didn't make a single sound after that.
"Li Xuan!"
Duan Ling Tian's disciple shriveled and his expression changed greatly. His voice sounded sad and cold, and his slightly immature face began to tremble.
He never expected Li Xuan to receive Duan Ling Xing's palm strike for him!
At this moment, boundless regret surged within his heart …
He hated himself for not being able to!
He hated himself for not treating Li Xuan better!
"Does it hurt?"
Seeing this, Duan Ling Xing laughed as he looked at Duan Ling Tian with a mocking expression.
Duan Ling Tian did not say anything, but his gaze towards Duan Ling Xing was filled with a bloodthirsty chill, and his body emitted a bloodthirsty killing intent.
This killing intent melted into the air, causing Duan Ling Xing's expression to change. He subconsciously took a step back.
After all, Duan Ling Xing was only a twenty-year-old young man.
How could he suddenly be able to withstand the extremely bloodthirsty killing intent of Duan Ling Tian from his boundless slaughter in his previous life
"Junk!"
Duan Ling Tian's mouth curled up coldly, as if ridiculing Duan Ling Xing's cowardice.
"You"
Duan Ling Xing's expression turned grim. Never did he expect that he would be forced to retreat in such an imposing manner like a fifteen year old child. Shame made him instantly enraged, then eight ancient mammoth silhouettes appeared on it.
A merciless palm strike would go straight towards Duan Ling Tian!
"Young Master!"
Ke Er let out a shrill and sad cry.