The most powerful master of the city

Chapter 461 Battle

The two masters looked at each other. On the surface, the situation was calm, but in fact, the undercurrent was turbulent, and murderous intent was pervasive.

"Madam Ling told me something about my children." Link said with a smile.

"Really?" Song Changfeng glanced at Ouyang Lingyue and said with a smile: "They provoked someone who shouldn't be provoked, and I deeply regret what happened to them."

Ouyang Lingyue was expressionless, and said calmly: "Changfeng, as for what happened, you and I are both clear, stop talking nonsense, let that guy come out."

Song Changfeng didn't change his face, and said with a smile: "Seeing the situation clearly, this is not only the Song family, but also some other heavyweight families in the imperial capital, as well as some not weak warriors and Taoists. They all came for Mr. Ling, only Ouyang The family and the Lin family... are not enough."

With a numb smile on the corner of Link's mouth, he said: "That's why we had to put all our eggs in one basket. Mr. Sikong's grief was no less than mine when Chen'er died. If that guy refuses to fight, he will forcefully fight here."

Ouyang Lingyue added: "You have heard about Mr. Sikong's strength. If you strike with anger, this place will be destroyed, and most of the Song family will be killed or injured."

"He can't afford to kill in the imperial capital!" Song Changfeng's face changed, and his voice was cold.

There was sarcasm in Linke's smile, "You can't negotiate the price with an old man who lost his lover, for revenge, he fears nothing!"

Song Changfeng fell silent, his smile disappeared, he stared at Linke Qu and Ouyang Lingyue, and slowly clenched his fists.

"Don't underestimate women." The corners of Ouyang Lingyue's mouth rose, with a half-smile, with a touch of complacency.

"Don't underestimate a father who has lost his child." Link Kequ put away his smile and his face became extremely gloomy.

"Fight!"

At this moment, a voice like Hong Zhong Dalu exploded in the sky, with a majestic momentum, shaking the world.

Everyone felt a towering mountain-like pressure, and raised their heads one after another, only to see a figure like a god and demon standing proudly in the void, with a strong white light gushing out from the whole body, illuminating the entire night sky, like a small sun bloom!

"Master Yunding, Sikong Wuming!"

"He came to duel with Mr. Ling?"

"Where is Mr. Ling, this will definitely be a wonderful battle!"

"..."

The heated discussions of anticipation spread, and Song Changfeng felt anxious, wanting to tell everyone the truth, but also worried that Sikong Wuming would break the jar and kill.

When Song Changfeng was struggling, Ling Yu drank the last sip of wine, stood up slowly, and his calm voice rang in the ears of the Song family.

"He is looking for me, and has nothing to do with you."

Immediately, everyone found Ling Yu's figure in the air, and he stepped on the void, walking towards Sikong Wuming like walking on flat ground.

"He accepted the challenge, very good!" Link said excitedly.

Song Changfeng said coldly: "Why do you think that Sikong Wuming will definitely win?"

Link Kequ sneered: "You don't understand..."

boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling flame exploded in the air. Amidst the exclamation of the crowd, a figure flew upside down from it, crashing into the open ground outside, and earth and rocks splashed violently.

In the air, there was only one person standing calmly with his hands in his pockets, and it was Ling Yu!
In Linke's widened eyes, the pupils shrank sharply, full of shock.

"What do I not understand?" Song Changfeng said, suppressing a smile.

Link Kequ opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word, his face turned dark.

"Don't worry, it's not over yet!" Ouyang Lingyue said in a deep voice.

Sikong Wuming stood up from the dust, his eyes were covered with scarlet blood, full of anger and killing intent, ignoring the pain and bleeding, he rushed to the sky with a wild laugh, "I don't deny your ability, but you will definitely die! "

His body surface was radiant, like the sun was burning, filled with blazing high temperature, the strength of his body was terrifying, and it was hard to beat Ling Yu.

Ling Yu exerted pure physical strength, and the fist wind stirred up, forming a terrifying impact.

The two fought fiercely in the sky, and everyone below could feel the palpitating fluctuations.

"puff!"

Sikong Wuming's throat was sweet, and he spit out a mouthful of scarlet blood. He was always at a disadvantage, he was beaten with scars, and his whole body was covered in blood.

However, his fighting spirit became even crazier, as if he had been injected with chicken blood, the more he fought, the more courageous he became.

"Mr. Ling is really strong, and none of the Master Yun Dian is his opponent."

"Not necessarily, don't look at Master Yunding's current disadvantage, there will definitely be a reversal in the future."

"Yes, his aura has not decreased but increased, this is the best proof..."

Everyone watched the battle situation nervously and expectantly, and there were heated discussions.

Song Changfeng, Lin Kequ and others also shed sweat. The outcome of this battle is also the outcome of the battle between them.

"cut!"

Sikong Wuming brandished his palm as a saber, the flames ignited, burning the sky and boiling the sea, and slashed at Ling Yu.

Ling Yu's expression remained unchanged, he was calm and indifferent, his opponent was tough and gave him a chance to exercise after dinner.

His fists are simple and unpretentious, just expounding absolute speed and strength, piercing the sky in the dark night, bursting the air, setting off a hurricane, and shattering everything!
boom!
A loud noise shook the world, and the sound wave swept away like a storm. The buildings below trembled, and people covered their ears in pain.

Sikong Wuming was shocked and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

The flaming sky-burning knife he condensed most of his true energy and cut out turned into nothingness just under the wind of the opponent's fist!
The punch was crushing and invincible, and it hit him.

In an instant, with this point as the center, a circular area spread out, and all the flesh and blood within the area seemed to be put into a meat grinder, shattered into pieces, peeled off from the bones, and a fountain of thick plasma gushed out. out.

This was the result of Sikong Wuming's full defense at the last moment!

At this time, only the blood-stained skeleton and the protected internal organs remained on the small half of his body, exposed to the air and everyone's vision, shocking!

This blow is full of visual shock and interprets the aesthetics of violence. It is a punch that can be called art!
"How could this happen, it shouldn't be..." Link's eyes trembled, his face turned pale.

"You put too much faith in Sikong Wuming's strength and underestimated Mr. Ling's strength!" Song Changfeng said coldly.

"The outcome hasn't been announced yet, where does your confidence come from?" Ouyang Lingyue sneered.

"What?" Song Changfeng frowned.

"Look!" Someone stared at Sikong Wuming and exclaimed.

"What a powerful force!" Sikong Wuming's white hair danced wildly, his expression was fierce and cold, his face was covered with blood, and he looked terrifying, "I don't know if you have heard a word."

"What?" Ling Yu asked lightly.

"How much pain you endure, how much strength you can explode!"

Sikong Wuming yelled loudly, his pupils were stained with a layer of crazy blood.

(End of this chapter)