Chapter 35 Revenge (2)

  Returning to Music Valley once again, the four members of Ling Tian Yao arrived with a vengeful mindset. As they took action, their momentum was like a rainbow, not giving Qin Shou any chance to react.

  As Qin Shou let out a loud roar, his body flashed and in the blink of an eye he had already charged to Liao Ke Yang's front. Although it was Liao Ke Yang who made the first move, the difference in speed between them was too great.

  Qin Shoushun dodged to the side, closely followed by raising his arm and forcefully pushing Liao Ke's shoulder, thus resolving Liao Ke's first strike.

  Tie Shan Kao is a very old martial art. Practitioners of Tie Shan Kao must have strong physical fitness, and after practicing, their strength will be many times that of ordinary people. The impact force when running is unimaginable.

  It is said that a beginner who has just started practicing Qigong can easily knock down walls with his body, and if he knocks into someone, the person will either die or become disabled.

  Liao Ke's cultivation is precisely this kind of fierce and powerful mountain-clinging technique, and Liao Ke has mastered the entire set of mountain-clinging techniques. That's why his mountain-clinging technique is extremely powerful when he uses it.

  As Qin Shou easily dodged his attack, Liao Ke Yang didn't rush, his body spinning half a circle along with Qin Shou's force, seemingly about to fall over.

  Just as Qin Shou was about to take advantage of the situation and launch a counterattack, Liao Ke's body, which had fallen to the ground, suddenly stopped moving, then sprang back with an unimaginable movement.

  Not far away, Ling Tian'ao could feel a faint wave of internal energy fluctuation within Liao Ke's body, and Qin Shou's face changed suddenly.

  No matter what, he never thought that Liao Ke Yang's young body would have internal energy, this was far beyond his imagination. Although Liao Ke Yang's internal energy wasn't much, but after using the internal energy to stick to the mountain and rely on it, his power would increase several times over.

  Boom!

  Liao Ke Yang was hanging with a loud whirring sound, his shoulders were exceptionally strong and he crashed into him.

  Qin Shou let out a light cry, not daring to be careless in his heart, and quickly circulated his inner energy. His right hand suddenly shook, four fingers closed together, and instantly, a thread of coolness burst forth from the tips of his four fingers.

  "Be careful!"

  Ling Tian's gaze was disdainful, if he wasn't mistaken, this move should be the Shadow Wind Spear.

  Yin Wind Cone, as the name suggests, places the internal dark energy within the body onto the palm of one's hand and drives it out. Those who are hit by this move will either be severely injured if they're lucky or die instantly if they're not - it can't be said that it's not poisonous!

  Whoosh!

  As soon as Ling Tian's words fell, Qin Shou on the side also swung his hand and released a dark wind cone. A pale white transparent air flow rushed past Liao Ke's shoulder and flew over.

  Originally, it was impossible for the naked eye to see the dark vortex, but Ling Tian and others were all ancient martial artists, so their eyesight was naturally beyond that of ordinary people.

  Liao Ke Yang had already heard Ling Tian Yao's reminder and had also seen the dark wind cone flying quickly towards him, but the speed of the dark wind cone was too fast, he basically couldn't dodge.

  "Not good!"

  With a low shout, Ling Tian Ao no longer hesitated. His body shook and he raised his hand to wave it. A pale purple airflow flew out in the blink of an eye, rushing straight towards that white transparent whirlwind.

  In an instant, two internal forces collided and shattered instantly.

  Qin Shou's face changed greatly, and he hastily rolled to the side, continuously rolling on the ground for two rounds before narrowly avoiding Liao Ke Yang's shoulder.

  Qin Shou did not expect that Ling Tian'ao would have such a strong inner power, his own inner power had been cultivated for over ten or twenty years, and he had also taken many elixirs to increase his inner power during this period. However, this young man's inner power was even deeper than his own. If Qin Shou hadn't reacted quickly, he would probably have died here.

  Liao Ke Yang was left hanging again, which made him a bit unhappy. Damn it, his two quick attacks were dodged by the opponent, no matter how much their strength differed, he would still feel a bit displeased.

  Seeing that sticking to the mountain won't work, he directly changed his move, his fists suddenly clenched tightly, and his aura on his body suddenly changed. His feet tapped the ground, and his body 'zoomed' towards Qin Shou.

  "You little scamp! You're asking for trouble!"

  Qin Shou was furious at this time. He was actually beaten so badly by a young whippersnapper, if this got out, how could he still lead his men?

  In the blink of an eye, the two rushed together. Liao Ke Yang only had a low-level Seven Wounds Fist, and facing Qin Shou's two-layered Red Practice Divine Palm, he was slightly at a disadvantage.

  Ling Tian frowned, if they were allowed to continue fighting like this, who knows when it would end!

  "Fight quickly and end quickly!"

  Ling Tian Ao gave a loud shout and rushed up, with the Purple Mist Divine Art on his body, he was fearless. Moreover, he had a complete set of high-level Ling Family Fists, paired with the Purple Mist Divine Art, he thought Qin Shou was no match for him!

  Ling Family Fist is a simplified version of the research done by Ling Tianao's ancestors over hundreds of years. All the moves are very simple, but Ling Family Fist is extremely overbearing and ruthless, with every move being fatal!

  Ling Tian Ao took two arrow steps forward, and when he was still three meters away from Qin Shou, his feet touched the ground, his body soared into the air, and his right fist struck down towards Qin Shou's back.

  Wow!

  Fists break through the wind, the sound of the wind pierces the ears!

  Ling Tian's fist was powerful and heavy, with a speed that was incredibly fast. Although he didn't use his full strength, at least 80% of it was evident.

  Qin Shou heard the evil wind behind him, knew it was bad, didn't dare to move or stay, instantly turned around, regardless of the situation behind him, suddenly lifted his right leg and kicked at the black shadow in front of him.

  Boom!

  Ling Tian Ao showed no mercy, and as Qin Shou's foot kicked over, he didn't hesitate at all. With a turn of his fist, he directly smashed it onto Qin Shou's thigh.

  Crack!

  Ah!

  A crisp sound, Qin Shou let out a loud cry, and his body suddenly went limp and fell to the ground. When he looked at his thigh again, he was shocked to see that Ling Tian Ao had punched a fist-shaped hole in it, with fresh blood rapidly seeping out.

  Qin Shou hugged his own thighs and kept screaming, the taste of having one's bones broken by someone was not something that everyone could endure, let alone at this moment when Qin Shou felt Ling Tian's fist had smashed into his thigh.

  "Shut up!"

  Ling Tian's eyebrows furrowed, he walked over and lifted one foot to kick Qin Shou directly in the mouth.

  Plop!

  This kick was also not light, and Qin Shou's wide-open mouth couldn't utter a single sound, but his lips trembled as a large amount of fresh blood spurted out.

  Ling Tian's kick almost broke his neck. If he hadn't used a bit of strength to block it, he would have died on the spot!

  Xiao Ruoxi and Zhang Wenyao looked at Ling Tian'ao with complex eyes, after all, they had seen the timely strike of Ling Tian'ao just now. Although they didn't understand, they also knew that it was internal force, and not a weak one either. Could the internal force that could easily disperse the dark wind cone be weak?

  Moreover, the faint purple gas on top of their internal energy was even more apparent. This is what made them truly unusual. Ling Tian's level was higher than theirs, and having slightly stronger internal energy was normal, but having purple gas attached to their internal energy was not!

  "What kind of people are you! Do you know what this place is?!"

  Three people were considering it when a door in the corridor opened and a man in his 40s jumped out, staring at Ling Tianao with an unpleasant face.

  Musha shijū ten!

  The information says that the ancient martial artist's level is only two or three levels, right?

  Without hesitation, Ling Tian'ao flew over directly and raised his right hand to slap him down mercilessly.

  "Kid! You're asking for trouble!"

  This man with a ferocious face shouted loudly and suddenly his body shook. In the blink of an eye, he had vanished!

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