The most powerful master of the city

Chapter 529 Three Kings
Elder Chen's face changed wildly, and his mind was shocked.

The eyes of the others were also focused on Ling Yu, full of horror.

The audience was silent, everyone was stunned and couldn't believe it.

This is so incredible that it is unacceptable.

This is like a patient who can't be cured by a team of medical experts with the most advanced equipment and the most expensive medicine, is alive and kicking after a young man in pajamas yawns and casually touches him twice!

It's a miracle!

At this moment, Cui Shan realized what kind of stupid thing he had done. Ling Yu was not only a master of martial arts, but also a master of formations. Recalling his attitude towards him, it was simply disrespectful!
"I'm sorry!" Cui Shan bowed to Ling Yu in awe, very sincerely.

Xu Huaiming nodded with a smile, very satisfied with the big disciple's move, and looked at Ling Yu with more respect.

Elder Chen and the others were too angry earlier, so they were cold and gloomy. They were not sharp and mean people. Now they realized their short-sightedness, and expressed their apologies to Ling Yu and gave him the greatest respect.

"There are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky. Compared with Mr., we are still far behind!"

Yuan Zhai smiled, secretly affirming that it is necessary to establish a friendly relationship with Ling Yu, and it is a very correct choice.

"The road is open, let's go?" Guo Yi asked.

Ling Yu shook his head, "Wait a minute."

"Why?" Guo Yi was puzzled.

Ling Yu didn't answer, but cast his eyes in a certain direction, Xu Huaiming and Yuan Zhai also looked over, thoughtful.

"Sure enough, you are quite capable, no wonder you can hurt the Holy Son and Lao Huang like this!"

A dull thunderous voice resounded, like a thunderous bell, with a mighty momentum.

A man with a height of more than two meters came out from behind. His gnarled muscles were like poured steel, full of visual oppression, like an indestructible hill.

There are two people beside him, one of them is carrying a big sword on his back, his eyes are sharp and sharp, like a peerless sharp blade that can cut everything, and his scalp will feel numb if he looks at him, like a light on his back.

The other person was thin, wearing a black shirt, and lowered his head. No one could see his appearance clearly, and he seemed to have no sense of existence.

However, the person with the least sense of presence is the most dangerous, because when he kills you, you don't even know anything.

Those with discerning eyes can see that his footsteps are light, he hardly makes any sound, and his breathing rhythm is completely in line with it. The whole gives people a rather strange feeling, like a ghost.

The three stood still in front of Ling Yu, the atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the air seemed to be filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Behind the three, two more people slowly walked out.

An old man and a young man staggered a bit, all of them were seriously injured, their faces were pale and weak, it was none other than Chen Hui, the holy son of the War Temple, and his elder Uncle Huang.

"Unexpectedly, we are still alive. At the critical moment, the three kings rescued us." Uncle Huang said sadly, staring at Ling Yu with serious eyes.

"Are you regretting it?" Chen Hui's voice was hoarse, his smile was cold, and his tone was full of joy and hatred, "You are about to pay the price for it. If you killed us right then, the revenge will come back eventually, but it won't happen." It's so early, hehe..."

"You are..." Xu Huaiming frowned slightly, aware of their hostility towards Ling Yu.

"For me, I don't know how to turn the truth upside down when I tell these people!" Chen Hao stood up and glanced at Chen Hui, "This guy is probably an idiot, he wants someone to give him something good when he sees it... ..."

Chen Hui: "..."

While Chen Hao was speaking, Yuan Zhai secretly sent a voice transmission to Ling Yu, telling him the identities of the three.

The one as strong as a mountain, named Kong Yan, is the power king of the strongest group "Blade of the Eight Kings" in the Battle Temple. It is not an exaggeration to use his infinite power on him.

The one carrying the big sword is named Ji Feng, and he is the sword king in "Blade of the Eight Kings". His sword skills are superb and his fighting power is terrifying. He is known as "slashing everything"!
The last person seems to have the least sense of existence, but in fact he is the most dangerous one. His name is Yuan Kai, and he is the shadow king in "Blade of the Eight Kings". The agility is astonishing, no one present can match it, at most equal.

The three of them were ordered by the Saint of War to enter the folding space together with Chenhui. Although none of them reached the Wutian realm where Taoism and martial arts were united, they were all outstanding in the same realm. It is not impossible for the strong in the heavenly realm.

"It's over, is there any water?" Chen Hao said dryly.

"Yes." A big furry paw handed over a glass of water.

"Thank you." Chen Hao drank it down, smacked his lips, "Why does it taste weird?"

Bai Hu said indifferently: "This king took a sip, found it unpleasant to drink, and vomited it back. I think people and tigers have different tastes, and I thought you would like to drink it. Now it seems that you agree with this king on this aspect. You should feel honored."

"It's an honor for you, uncle!" Chen Hao cursed, retching again and again, and rushed up to fight Bai Hu desperately.

For some reason, as timid as a white tiger, Chen Hao didn't feel the slightest bit of fear in front of him, one person and one tiger wrestled together.

Everyone: "..."

Xu Huaiming exclaimed how good it is to be young, and then returned to the topic with a solemn expression, "If it is true as he said, this matter can be turned into a big deal and a small matter. It's because little friend Chen made a mistake first. Mister seriously injured you and basically equalized. When is the so-called retribution..."

"Sect Master Xu, please stop here!" Kong Yan, the king of strength, interrupted him in a deep voice, with a firm attitude, "My holy son of the Battle Temple almost died. !"

"Could it be that the old master wants to stand on the opposite side of our Battle Temple for him alone?" Sword King Ji Feng's voice was indifferent, like Xuanbing.

"Battle Saint led the remaining four kings to fight in another folded space, and will return soon. The old master knows him well, and he should be able to imagine the look..." The Shadow King's voice was indescribably sharp, like metal. Rubbing harshly, with a faint smile, "You look furious?"

Xu Huaiming's complexion changed, he frowned and said, "Are you threatening me?"

"It's not a threat, it's just stating an objective fact, Grandpa Xu." Chen Hui chuckled while coughing, "Please think carefully, you didn't even know each other, did you?"

"You guys, have you forgotten me?" Yuan Zhai said suddenly, his face indifferent.

"Sect Master Yuan, what do you say?" Uncle Huang frowned and asked in a deep voice.

Yuan Zhai glanced at Ling Yu, nodded slightly, and said in a firm tone, "Mr. Ling is my friend, and targeting him is targeting me."

He trusts his decisions.

"You..." Kong Yan and the others hesitated.

The Xuanxin Sect and the Taiji Temple are both forces at the same level as the War Temple!

　Sure enough, I failed...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)