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Volume 5: Fierce Murderous Intent Chapter 524: The Old Man with Withered Hands

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    It was probably the first time for the strong men present to see a person who was one foot tall. It was so shocking!  Look at his long hands and feet. In front of him, the long-handed people are nothing.

    What¡¯s even more frightening is that this guy¡¯s hair is green and his eyes are a little golden. He looks weird!

    The aura exuded by this person was very powerful. Ling Fan knew that this was the arrival of the true peak of fighting spirit!

    "Master." After the old man appeared, the six fighting spirits immediately kowtowed to him respectfully!  Don't think that this is an ordinary peak fighting spirit. In front of him, even two peak fighting spirits may not be his match. This is a terrifying super strong man!

    "Brother Ling, be careful." Xuan Jian frowned and reminded, he had completely felt how scary this person was.

    "It's useless to be careful. If this person appears, we will definitely die." Ling Fan's senses are more sensitive than Xuan Jian: "But there must be some reason why he didn't show up until now."

    The battle has been going on for so long, and this person just appeared. There are only two reasons.  Either he has just arrived, or there is some reason why he cannot show up easily. Which one will it be?

    "You bunch of wastes, hurry up and take action. My true form has arrived. With this temporary seal, how can I isolate my breath? If you don't hurry up, the powerful spirits fighting in the Imperial Realm will find out. Don't talk about you then.  Even I will die here, so you go deal with those fighting kings quickly and leave these two to me."

    "Yes, Master."

    The six Dou Ling experts smiled bitterly. However, they had been beaten into this state by Ling Fan. At most, their strength was only a little bit more powerful than Dou Wang's peak. Although their joining Dou Wang's battlefield was a big help, it was definitely of little use for the time being.  After so many achievements, the biggest trouble now is this astonishingly tall old guy.

    "Brother Ling Fan, I can still fight ahem"

    Mu Ling reluctantly stood up from the pool of blood. She tried to walk to Ling Fan, but her strength simply didn't allow it.

    "Take my pill and it will help you regain your strength." Someone suddenly shouted in the void.  Then an elixir was thrown down. It was Master Yaoyan. He actually dropped the seventh-grade elixir he had just refined.

    "No!" Ling Fan secretly scolded this guy as an idiot.  He took the elixir quietly, why was he so blatant?  Are you afraid that others won¡¯t know?  It seems like it¡¯s really about refining medicine.

    Without any time to think about it, Ling Fan immediately shot through the air, trying to catch the elixir.  But before him, the void had opened, and a skinny figure protruded directly from the space, grabbing the elixir in his hand.

    Ling Fan was shocked and quickly backed away.  However, the speed of the withered hand did not slow down, and he struck with a light palm.

    Ling Fan would never dare to neglect a seemingly ordinary palm!  He didn't even think about resisting, and immediately activated his spiritual essence, making his body transparent, and the palm wind penetrated directly through his body.

    "oh?"

    In the void, the old man with withered hands walked out. He never thought that his attack would be ignored by Ling Fan.  It seems like this guy really has some skills.  No wonder his apprentice ended up in such a miserable state.

    The appearance of this old thing.  This undoubtedly made the Dou Wangs feel depressed, but they would not give up. They hoped that Ling Fan would create a miracle.

    As for Tai Cang and others, they were naturally overjoyed. They did not expect that the third prince Fei Ying was so determined to kill Ling Fan, and even sent out a strong man at the peak of Dou Wang.

    You must know that once his breath is captured by the peak fighting spirit of the Imperial Realm.  That would be another scene, one can imagine.  The Imperial Realm will definitely seize this opportunity and go to the Emperor Realm to ask for an explanation.  It¡¯s hard to say what price the Emperor Realm will pay at that time.

    In order to kill Ling Fan, the third prince Feiying was already going crazy. He was frightened by Ling Fan's magical skills and absolutely didn't want Ling Fan to grow up.

    Ling Xinyu and others were far away from the battlefield at this moment, but they still knew the changes in the battle situation. When Ling Fan was about to kill Dou Ling, they thought things would turn around, but when the old man with withered hands appeared, their hearts fell to the bottom.  .

    "Mom, brother, will he be okay?" Ling Xue held Ling Xinyu's jade arm tightly, her beautiful eyes full of worry.

    "Fan'er is a lucky person, everything will be fine, don't worry." Ling Xinyu told a lie that even she didn't believe.

    Xingyue Ruohan, Gongsun Xueer, Xing Haiyi and others also became completely solemn. It was unclear whether they were worried about themselves or others.  Even Princess Yaoxiang is biting her red lips at this moment. In the medicine refining competition, she couldn't even summon flames. She also saw Ling Fan's super performance. Now she thinks she is a self-righteous fool.  But we encountered this battle that destroyed everything

    "Boy, you do have some abilities, but I won't give you any chance, so just die."

      The old man with withered hands was indeed afraid. He did not dare to waste time, and shot through the air directly towards Ling Fan and Xuan Jian.  At this moment, it is extremely difficult for Ling Fan and Xuan Jian to mobilize their fighting spirit under the pressure of the withered-handed old man, let alone fight?

    At that moment, the old man with withered hands still controlled the power of space. The void was like a shackle, locking Ling Fan and Xuan Jian tightly. The two were unable to mobilize their power, and they were unable to move. They were almost at the point of death.

    This old man with withered hands was a sure kill as soon as he made a move, not giving Ling Fan and Xuan Jian even the slightest chance.

    Ling Fan and Xuan Jian are both working hard, but their strength is really not enough. How can they fight with the old man with withered hands?

    "Oh my, what kind of kid dares to act wild in front of this king?" But at this moment, Ling Fan's space magic weapon suddenly made a cute sound, and the next moment, Xiao Du's voice came from Ling Fan's mind.  It sounded: "Boy, let me out quickly and let me kill this arrogant old man."

    "You? Why are you his opponent?"

    "Oh, you kid, are you still looking down on me? After absorbing a life-sustaining pill, my strength has skyrocketed. Let me out quickly. You guys want to die."

    "Go to hell for me." The wind from the palm of the old man with withered hands had arrived. At this moment, Ling Fan dared not linger. With a thought, Xiaodu immediately shot out from the space magic weapon.

    The yellow light flashed and condensed into a golden shield in front of Ling Fan and Xuan Jian. Listening to a loud "bang", the old man with withered hands felt that his hand bones were about to be broken. He was going to kill Ling Fan and Xuan Jian.  The sword's palm wind was completely blocked by the shield.

    "Get out of here, sister!" With a curse word, a golden light burst out from the shield, viciously hitting the withered-hand old man's right eye.

    The old man with withered hands reacted very quickly, and immediately dodged and shot towards the back: "Who is coming, dares to interfere with the affairs of our Emperor Maple Valley?"

    "The person coming is your grandfather!"

    A milky sound sounded, and in the void, the golden shield spun around, quickly twisted and deformed, and finally turned into a human figure.

    When he saw this figure, even the cold Xuan Jian almost laughed out loud!  This was actually a little kid less than three feet tall, with a golden pacifier in his mouth and only five black strands on his head.

    "Hey, I'm still so handsome." What's even more speechless is that this little kid actually held a mirror in his hand. After looking at it, what he said made people vomit blood.

    Ling Fan and Xuan Jian smacked their lips at the same time. The Dou Wang in the void shook his head neatly. Ling Xinyu and others who were watching the battle from a distance wiped their eyelids. Everyone was stunned by this scene.

    Where did this little brat come from?  He actually defeated the old man with withered hands!  Why is this guy so funny?  He is obviously a child, but he calls himself handsome.  Well, the pacifier in your mouth is quite handsome. It is made of gold. How much is it worth?

    "Hey, why are you still standing there? Didn't you see those broken-arm fighting spirits causing trouble? Go deal with it quickly. As for this kid, leave it to me, the king."

    The little boy glanced at Ling Fan and Xuan Jian, pointed at the six fighting spirits in the void who were killing them, and said with a smile, he actually had a look of disdain on the old man with withered hands not far away.

    "Is he okay?" Ling Fan didn't say anything, but Xuan Jian's message had already come over.

    "Hey, who do you think can't do it? Believe it or not, I will drain your life force?" What shocked Xuan Jian was that this little kid actually heard Xuan Jian's voice transmission. He clearly only transmitted it to Ling Fan. Why?  Will this little brat hear it?

    ¡°Brother Xuan, leave it to him, let¡¯s deal with those six people, let¡¯s go!¡±

    Ling Fan has no time to think too much. Any time wasted will lead to the loss of life.  He and Xuan Jian broke through the air together, and with the cold sword intent, they killed the six fighting spirits.

    "Where are you going!" The old man with withered hands narrowed his eyes and slapped the two of them with one palm.

    "Hey, you old and immortal little thing, your opponent is this king." The little boy roared angrily, and his body was in the void knight. The next moment, he appeared in front of the palm of the old man with withered hands, and he condensed his fist in front of his mouth and blew.  The tone was so direct that he blasted away.

    boom!

    With a violent sound, the body of the old man with withered hands fell directly into the void due to the punch, and hit the ground below, creating a big crater.

    This scene is too fast and too shocking!  At the peak of his fighting spirit, he was punched to the ground by a little kid.

    "Tch, being tall is useful. It's not like you can't block a punch. Ugly losers like you who only have height, come and beat a few of them. If you can, I can come with a hundred of them. That's it.  This king is the one who fights well."

    The little kid showed off his fists, looking like he was invincible, which made everyone in the arena smack their tongues.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?Beside, Ling Fan and Xuan Jian had already entangled six fighting spirits. At this moment, the six fighting spirits had broken arms and were seriously injured. Ling Fan and Xuan Jian were already able to fight on par with them.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? !

    With three roars, the withered-handed old man below was completely angry. However, the power of the punch had already made him feel how terrifying Xiaodu was, and he knew that he was no match at all.

    The old man with withered hands held a plate of strange yellow runes in his hand, and there was a hint of ferocity on its face. Even he did not expect that things would develop to this point. Not only did the fighting spirit Mu Ling appear, but also  A more terrifying child!

    "If you want a hundred, I will get you a hundred, teleportation talisman, explode!"

    All the runes exploded, and spaces opened up around the old man with a withered hand, and a peak fighting spirit stepped out of it. They were all the same as the old man with a withered hand, one foot tall and as skinny as a stick. After careful analysis, they actually stepped out.  Reached the peak of one hundred fighting spirits!  (To be continued)

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