The most powerful master of the city

Chapter 611 Is it worthy?

The blond hair was like a waterfall, falling down to the waist, and a beautiful face in the prosperous age was displayed in front of everyone.

Everyone almost stopped breathing, staring at Ling Yu, their eyes trembling violently, feeling unbelievable at this sudden change.

Whether it is temperament or appearance, earth-shaking changes have taken place.

Some women present looked at the golden figure with uncontrollable fascination. Even some old women felt that they had regained their girlish hearts.

Yudie, Feng Yuyue, Yingying and other women all had peach blossoms in their eyes, thinking that they must confess to Ling Yu after this incident.

Even Dong Yingyu looked at Ling Yu like a nympho, "What a handsome man..."

"Pervert!" Dong Yuying scolded, but she couldn't take her eyes off Ling Yu, "Ah..."

A sound of exclamation and groans echoed.

The sword light hit, Ling Yu pointed his finger, and the golden light danced at the fingertips, but at this moment it bloomed like a scorching sun, burning everything!

boom!
Amidst the deafening bangs, the heat wave roiled, Miyamoto Zhan and Miyamoto Xuan both showed extremely horrified expressions, Miyamoto Musashi retreated suddenly, and he didn't know what was the reaction under the mask.

"Is this still the same person?"

"Why did you suddenly change?"

"..."

Many people's cognition suffered a huge shock, they kept shaking their heads, and their hearts were shocked.

"Could this be the real attitude of Mr. Ling?"

Some people who knew Ling Yu exclaimed in awe.

The vast power of a single blow, the majesty of the emperor standing proudly in the void, this scene set off monstrous waves.

Today will be a day that everyone will never forget.

The Holy See of Light and the law enforcers seemed to have a tacit understanding, they stopped fighting at the same time, and looked over at the same time.

The Pope showed horror, his brows were tightly frowned, and he felt a terrifying suppression from the dazzling golden light on Ling Yu's body.

The corners of Ji Feilong's mouth rose, as if excited, "Let the world see your invincible power!"

Ye Yunming showed fanatical admiration, "It's great! It's great! It's Mr. Ling!"

Dr. Y's voice trembled slightly, showing excitement, "It's really an honor to have such a powerful ally!"

"Tell me your name."

At this moment, Miyamoto Musashi spoke in a deep voice.

Ling Yu's eyes were indifferent, without the slightest emotion, and he didn't answer his question. The golden brilliance permeated his whole body, as if he had been covered with a layer of golden emperor's robe, and even Xiaobai who was seated was welcomed by him. Transformed into a giant golden retriever tiger, domineering and mighty.

"court death!"

Seeing that Ling Yu didn't answer his own words, Miyamoto Musashi was very angry. He understood the strength of this enemy, and he was very confident in his own strength.

He slashed continuously with his knife, cutting out tens of thousands of knives in an instant, fearing that people would be horrified, amazed at the horror of this island god, this is simply a speed beyond the limit of human beings!

The overwhelming sword light criss-crossed, forming a strangling tornado like destroying the world.

"Roar!"

Ling Yu didn't move, but Xiao Bai roared wildly, like the thunder of the nine heavens, roaring the world, majestic as the sky, with the power to tear apart this violent tornado of swords and lights.

"how so!"

There was a shocked emotion in Miyamoto Musashi's voice.

An animal that deciphered his attack with just a roar? !
At this time, Xiaobai's eyes are indifferent, his golden hair dances lightly in the wind, he is majestic and majestic, real, without any pretense anymore, the inherent kingly temperament in his blood is thoroughly stimulated.

This is... a gift from God!
The king of all beasts stands proudly in the void, and Ling Yu sits on top of the beast king, like a supreme master who controls the reincarnation of the world and the shattering of all things. The bright golden light pervades and reflects everything, as if there is only one color left in the world.

At this moment, everyone was in a trance, and a desire to surrender and worship came from the depths of their souls.

"Cut the sky!"

Miyamoto Musashi suddenly yelled, and slashed at Ling Yu with a sword. The light of the sword swelled against the storm. In an instant, it was [-] meters across the sky, the sky and the earth trembled, and a terrifying power surged.

Ling Yu didn't care, his expression remained unchanged, he stretched out a finger, and poked at will.

This poke was extremely powerful, and it shattered the Hengtian Daomang at once, and sent Miyamoto Musashi flying. The remaining prestige was gone, and it went directly to the sky, tearing away the layer of clouds, as if poking out the sky. A hole!
"Cough cough..."

Miyamoto Musashi coughed heavily, the black mask shattered, and blood gushed out through the cracks.

"This is impossible!"

He didn't believe it, he was a living myth, how could he be beaten until he vomited blood?

His pride doesn't allow it!

Ling Yu was expressionless, looking at Miyamoto Musashi as if looking at a stupid ant, there was no pity, only disdain.

"Don't look at me like that!"

Miyamoto Musashi roared, and a terrifying aura erupted from him. The mask on his face shattered, revealing a terrifying face that was almost like a skeleton.

He had lived for too long, so long that he could be buried in the ground at any time, and the flesh on his face had gradually festered with the passage of time.

Click!

Amidst the crisp crackling sound, his clothes shattered, revealing his withered muscles. His seemingly burly body was actually just pretending.

Everyone looked at the real him and was shocked.

They really couldn't imagine how such a powerful force could be contained in such a dilapidated body?

Soon, his body changed, and a steady stream of vitality poured into every cell, activating them.

His muscles are rapidly plumping up, and his face is also recovering rapidly. His white hair has regained its vitality, and it has become pitch black like ink stains.

"This is a secret technique, a secret technique that can store youth!" Someone exclaimed, "On weekdays, showing people an old appearance, and showing a real posture when necessary can greatly save vitality, which is why he can live for so long! "

Not long after, Miyamoto Musashi transformed from a withered old man into a middle-aged man in his prime. His body was full of muscles, with a metallic luster, like pouring molten iron, full of explosive power, and his sharp muscle lines were like Every corner exudes wild charm.

The long black hair hangs over his shoulders, and the sharp eyes are as sharp as knives. When Miyamoto Musashi slashed with his knives, a huge crack appeared in the ocean below, which was thousands of meters long and [-] meters wide, like an invisible hand of God. Beneath the sky, tear the ocean apart.

Great visual impact!
"This is... the mighty power of God!"

Miyamoto Zhan and Miyamoto burst into tears, unable to control themselves.

"Tell me your name, you and I... fight to the death!"

Miyamoto Musashi looked at Ling Yu with a majestic voice, revealing an undoubted overbearing.

However, Ling Yu looked indifferent, ignored him, and slowly raised his hand.

Fight to the death?

Does he deserve it?

(End of this chapter)