The son does all kinds of evil?I sentenced him to be executed all over the house!

Chapter 442 Speed
"See if you dare to be so arrogant." Su Ming shouted angrily, and attacked Xiao Yi again.

"Bang..." Another palm strike, Xiao Yi's body backed up several steps again, he vomited blood from his mouth, and his face turned slightly pale.

Seeing that Xiao Yi was injured, Su Ming was overjoyed.

He had used all his strength in that palm just now, but it was still taken by Xiao Yi, which shows that Xiao Yi's strength is not weak. In this case, his chances of defeating Xiao Yi will increase a lot.

His strength is much stronger than that innate master.

"Boy, I will torture you until you can't survive or die." Su Ming said ferociously, with a sudden leap, he rushed towards Xiao Yi.

What he has to do now is to torture Xiao Yi to death.

"You want me to beg for mercy, that's fine, as long as you are sincere enough." Xiao Yi said suddenly.

His words made Su Ming's body stiff.

Xiao Yi, let him kneel down and beg for mercy, what kind of thing is this, isn't this blatant contempt?

Xiao Yi, but their Su family's enemy, how could such an enemy be easily let go?

"Boy, since you're looking for death, you can't blame me." Su Ming roared angrily, and rushed towards Xiao Yi again.

"Boom." Xiao Yi raised his fist and slammed at Su Ming fiercely.

This time, the two fists collided and a roar erupted.

A terrifying energy gushed out from Su Ming's body and swept towards Xiao Yi.

This scene made Su Ming happy. Xiao Yi's strength was far inferior to his. Xiao Yi's fist should have been broken.

Under the effect of his strength, Xiao Yi's fist suddenly became limp.

"Hmph, boy, although my strength has not reached the innate level, it is almost the same. Now that you are injured, you are no match for me at all." Su Ming sneered, and rushed towards Xiao Yi again.

"Little miscellaneous, see how I deal with you."

Xiao Yi sneered, advancing instead of retreating.

He grabbed Su Ming's wrist, and then his figure suddenly accelerated, taking Su Ming along with him.

Su Ming was taken aback.

His cultivation base is a congenital master, and his physical strength is unparalleled. It is impossible for ordinary Su family killers to compete with him.

How could this Xiao Yi surpass him in terms of speed?
Could it be that this Xiao Yi is very fast?

Xiao Yi galloped all the way, faster than Su Ming, he was like a cheetah, wandering among the mountains and forests.

Su Ming chased Xiao Yi all the way, but his speed was unexpectedly left behind by Xiao Yi.

He felt more and more strange that Xiao Yi's speed was far faster than him, which was simply unreasonable.

You must know that their Su family's heaven-level movement skills are not built, and their speed is extremely fast. Generally, warriors at the seventh level of martial arts can't catch up with them.

However, Xiao Yi's speed soared to such an extent in such a short period of time, this is definitely not the speed possessed by a normal Su family killer.

"Little bastard, what kind of kung fu are you doing?" Su Ming couldn't help asking.

"This is a technique I cultivated, called Lingbo Weibu." Xiao Yi said lightly, "The speed is indeed very fast, but you can't."

"What? You can walk around the waves?" Su Ming was startled.

Lingbo Weibu is a special martial skill of Lingxiao Palace. It is a set of body skills. A cultivator can use his body skills to increase his speed to the extreme, and even double his speed.

It's really shocking that Xiao Yi knows how to take Lingbo microsteps.

Lingbo Weibu is a very rare movement technique. Once learned, it will far surpass others in speed. Even the peak warriors in the early days of Xiantian may not be able to resist Lingbo Weibu's footsteps.

"Boy, which sect does your Lingbo Weibu belong to? My Su family also has a set of Lingbo Weibu." Su Ming asked coldly.

"It's not from any sect, it's just my self-created movement method called Lingbo Weibu." Xiao Yi said lightly.

"Created by yourself?" Su Ming frowned, he was very dissatisfied with the word "self-created".

Self-creation requires not only talent, but also a long time of hard work.

Moreover, Lingbo Weibu is still a kind of movement technique that consumes a lot of mental energy, no matter how hard you practice it, it will not last long.

This set of movements created by Xiao Yi is obviously not as good as Lingbo Weibu in Lingxiao Palace.

"No matter what, this body technique is a good thing." Su Ming pondered for a moment, then smiled coldly, "Now I want you to taste my strength. I will definitely win this Lingboweibu."

As soon as the words fell, Su Ming waved his fist again and attacked Xiao Yi.

With this punch, his speed skyrocketed again.

"Boom." Xiao Yi grabbed his fist.

"Your strength is indeed good." Xiao Yi smiled lightly.

"But if you want to defeat me with this speed, it's really too simple."

Su Ming's heart trembled, his confident fist was firmly controlled by Xiao Yi, and he couldn't move at all.

How can this be?

He is a natural master, how could Xiao Yi have such strength?

"This..." Su Ming looked shocked.

In the next second, he broke free from Xiao Yi's restraint, waved his arms, and punched Xiao Yi.

With a playful smile on the corner of Xiao Yi's mouth, he slammed his palm over.

Su Ming was taken aback.

boom!
The two fists intersected, making a loud noise.

Xiao Yi and Su Ming were both sent flying and fell to the ground at the same time.

Su Ming's chest was instantly dented, and blood spurted wildly.

Although Xiao Yi was hit by Su Ming's punch, he didn't suffer too much damage.

"You lost." Xiao Yi stared at Su Ming with indifferent eyes.

Su Ming gritted his teeth, his face was livid.

He has never met a martial artist who can cultivate his self-created body skills to such a level.

"As expected of Xiao Yi, as expected of a young innate master, as expected of a young talent."

Su Ming's face was extremely ferocious, "Today you offend my Su family, I will cut you into pieces, and then throw you to the mass grave to feed the dogs."

"Hehe, if you really had that ability, you would have already attacked me by now." Xiao Yi sneered, "However, your strength is not mediocre after all."

"Hmph." Su Ming gritted his teeth, "Little bastard, I'm going to kill you, kill you."

"Kill it, do you have the strength?" Xiao Yi said indifferently, with a disdainful expression.

"You..." Su Ming gritted his teeth, his eyes were cold, "Since you want to die, I will help you."

Su Ming's figure suddenly turned into a white shadow, and his speed suddenly accelerated.

"Whoosh." Su Ming's arm stretched out suddenly, stabbing at Xiao Yi like a sharp spear.

Xiao Yi sneered, opened his palm, and a palm print whizzed past.

This palm contained all of Xiao Yi's true energy, and its power was astonishing.

"Bang." There was an explosion, and the two huge palm prints joined together.

(End of this chapter)