Uncle Jiu: I punish the criminals according to the will of Heaven, and you say I’m arrogant?

48

There was alertness in Yang Lingxiao's eyes, but there was no panic at all. There was only silence like stagnant water.

There was murderous intent in the sky, but before that there was no fierceness at all.

When the real killing move lands, there will be no signs.

The two men fought again, and they collided violently. Soon, Yang Lingxiao's body was covered with extremely hideous scars, and his chest seemed to be slightly collapsed.

The faceless man in black had eighteen obvious fist marks on his body.

"Ants are ants!"

"There's no murderous intent in your fist. It's so soft, who can you kill? Do you think you can kill me, or a group of enemies who are born immortals?"

"Ant, die!"

The faceless man stretched his muscles like a vicious dragon, and rushed towards Yang Lingxiao again as if carrying a mountain. This punch could carry a mountain.

It can also suppress the enemy!

An extremely burning desire to fight appeared on Yang Lingxiao's face. Even though he knew the outcome, he still went forward without hesitation, whether it meant exchanging injury for reputation or making a dying struggle.

He could feel a particularly hot breath in his body, which rushed into his blood and made it boil.

The more the fight gets, the more intense it gets!

until!

The enemy dies and his soul dies!

Looking at the breath that kept rolling on his master's body, Fu Meng's pair of dog eyes once again showed a trace of jade-like fluorescence. Following his eyes, the blood in Yang Lingxiao's body seemed to have turned into golden light.

Is this reasonable?

Sorry, everything is under control here at my master's place.

"little things!"

At this moment, a thief-like figure suddenly appeared, holding a bone stick in his hand and with disheveled hair. It was Xiaotian Dog who used the excuse of going home to cook porridge.

"My Lord, why are you here?"

Fu Meng's eyes suddenly lit up and he hurried over.

If it weren't for Xiaotian Dog, he would still be just a white dog with a small amount of Diting blood.

Listen carefully, there is only one!

But the Di Ting clan has a lot of members.

Xiaotian Dog gently touched Fu Meng's head, then carefully looked at Yang Lingxiao who was sitting cross-legged. As time went by, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

My third eye has never been revived!

Then how did he use the power of the Heavenly Eye?

The master never said anything... I feel like I'm going to have a brain growing on my head.

"Lord God, I think the master needs to use his magic power to draw out the Heavenly Eye!"

Looking at Xiaotian Dog with a helpless look on his face, Fu Meng on the side reminded him weakly.

Mana?

Yup!

Thinking of this, Xiaotian Dog mobilized a trace of magic power and pressed it towards Yang Lingxiao's eyebrows.

Just as that trace of magic power was about to touch Yang Lingxiao's eyebrows, in an instant, a weak but extremely cold divine power quickly spread out.

While shattering a trace of magic power, it left two divine patterns of gold and silver between his eyebrows, and then disappeared in a flash.

The Heavenly Eye, it is indeed the Heavenly Eye!

Roaring Sky Dog almost cried out. He could mistake anything, but he would never make a mistake with Sky Eye.

He is the only one who has seen his master grow from weak to strong, and then from a mortal to the god of justice.

This is the aura of the Heavenly Eye, exactly the same as that of its owner!

But it's still a little weak.

But that's enough!

No one could be happier than Xiaotian Dog at this moment. The title of Xiansheng Zhenjun should not be given to a person who only knows how to travel and has no achievements.

It’s not scary when others play with you!

The scary thing is that you took it seriously.

Before the joy on Xiaotian Dog's face faded, an extremely familiar aura emanated from Yang Lingxiao.

Danshan Fist!

This is the boxing technique that the master once practiced, but where did the Danshan boxing technique in me come from? Could it be that the master already knew everything and then secretly taught me the technique?

impossible!

He knew his master's temper all too well.

If he knew everything, there would be no way I would be so calm, and the sky would be dyed red by him.

"Little thing, follow me well, and you will definitely get a lot of benefits in the future!"

After he finished speaking, Xiaotian Dog disappeared silently again. It came quickly and left quickly.

What is this?

Fu Meng shook his dog head, then lay down next to his master again. The divine pattern between his eyebrows emerged, and a soft and gentle aura was released from it, enveloping Yang Lingxiao.

This is his talent, which has the effect of calming the mind and suppressing the inner demons.

He, Fu Meng, is a loyal minister!

How can a loyal minister get together with Shi Shaojian and his rebellious fellows? Get out of here!

But the roast chicken smells too strong...

"boom!"

As the final blow landed, Yang Lingxiao's entire body was thrown to the ground by the faceless man like a torn sack full of holes. "An ant is an ant. No matter how much you hop around, you're still an ant!"

"is it?"

Yang Lingxiao's face was covered in blood, and he looked at the faceless man's chest with a sneer.

I saw that a huge bloody hole had appeared on the faceless man's chest at some point, the size of which was just right for Yang Lingxiao's fist.

"What a talent, what a talent! Apart from the True Lord, you are the most talented person I have ever met!"

"Keep going, maybe you can get all the inheritance of the True Lord!"

The faceless man suddenly restrained his contempt and coldness, and instead calmly instructed Yang Lingxiao like an old friend, then exploded into a handful of mysterious light and merged into his body.

That burst of mysterious light was exactly the boxing technique practiced by Xiansheng Zhenjun, the Danshan Fist.

The reason why he was able to defeat the Faceless Man was due to the boxing techniques he learned from the Faceless Man.

The True Lord holds a whip to drive the mountains and rivers, and his divine power is as strong as a prison that holds up the sun and the moon.

The complete Danshan Fist technique consists of seventy-two moves, each of which emphasizes the use of wide openings and closings, extreme masculinity and strength. When practiced to the extreme, it is powerful enough to split mountains and crack peaks.

It's just dawn.

"Fu Meng has become an immortal!"

Yang Lingxiao, who had just come out of his training, let out a long breath, then slowly leaned close to Fu Meng's ear with a somewhat evil smile.

Become an immortal?

"Master... Master, I am done?"

Fu Meng jumped up, his dog eyes full of wisdom.

"How can you sleep at your age? Get up and go back to sleep!"

Fu Meng: “…”

My master is good in every way except that he likes to act like a rude person in front of me.

I may not be a purebred dog, but master, you are really not a human being!

"Stop talking nonsense and listen carefully!"

After rubbing Fu Meng's dog head, Yang Lingxiao set his sights on another purple-gold entry.

Atavism!

Including entries will cause people to revert to their ancestral lineage.

This entry seems useless to him, but if it is given to Fu Meng, the function of this useless thing will no longer be useless, but a great opportunity.

Fu Meng was originally Di Ting, and if he reverts to his original form, he will only become Di Ting!

However, granting this entry also has significant side effects.

"Fu Meng, I have something that can restore your bloodline to your ancestral lineage and allow you to become a true Di Ting!"

True listening?

A gleam of wisdom appeared in Fu Menggou's eyes again.

This, is this something I can hear?

Master, I really want to make progress!

My dear ancestor, I also want to knock you down with one hand!

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