From seeing it

Xiao Ling punched three times in a row, the man swayed, avoided his three punches, then waved his right hand, and was about to fight back, Xiao Ling suddenly flipped his hands, and it seemed that seven or eight arms had sprouted in an instant.

"Huh?" The man who looked exactly like Xiao Ling suddenly moaned softly, with a hint of surprise in his tone.

What happened at this moment was too fast, Xiao Ling had accumulated it for a long time, and the "blocking flow" passed down from the ninth generation of Yan Emperor Yuwang finally came out.

As the name suggests, this "blocking" is so powerful that it can stop the water of rivers and rivers. When Xiao Ling opened his hands, he felt that all the power in his body was sucked away in an instant. This can be called a terrifying "blocking" move. He heard it clearly With a "chi" sound, it seemed that the space in front of him was intercepted and torn apart, splitting into two.

He heard a "bang" in an instant, and he hit the black robe of the person in front of him firmly with both hands.

The man let out a muffled grunt, with a faint low smile, and a hiss. Xiao Ling felt that the black robe was hollow, as if there was no body inside. The robe was torn from it, but the inside was empty, nothing at all.

Xiao Ling felt as if all the strength in his body had been drained, and he stared into the distance with an ugly expression.

But he saw a figure standing under a big tree twenty meters away from him.

He looks exactly like Xiao Ling, wearing black clothes, the black robe that was originally on the outside has disappeared.

"Okay." The man nodded and said, "I've made progress..."

Unexpectedly, Xiao Ling saw a look of appreciation in his eyes.

Xiao Ling's heart moved, and he suddenly felt that this person didn't seem to be malicious to him, but why he looked exactly like himself, and was full of mystery, who is he?

Xiao Ling didn't continue to attack. In fact, the "blocking" just now drained all his strength, and now he is barely standing. He seems to be calm on the surface, but his legs are actually weak.

Although he failed to hurt this person, looking at the black robe that was torn apart by him, Xiao Ling could feel his progress. The gap between himself and this person was shortening. At least this time, he really touched the other person. .

"Who are you?" Xiao Ling finally spoke, and asked this sentence again in a low voice.

The man smiled and said: "Sooner or later, you will know, I hope this day will come sooner..."

When he said this, he raised his head and looked towards the sky.

The rain in the sky was getting heavier and heavier, Jiang Leitian followed Xiao Ling closely, like a loyal guard, his hands were tightly clenched into fists, and the expression on his face was extremely dignified.

He could tell that this person, who looked exactly like Xiao Ling, was extremely terrifying in strength.

The current Xiao Ling is already strong enough, especially the last blow "Stopping", which is even more terrifying. It can be said that his attack has increased several times in an instant, but even so, it can't hurt this person. The horror of this man is beyond imagination.

The man looked up at the sky, then suddenly lowered his head, looked at Xiao Ling, and continued, "I came here just to remind you, remember, don't trust anyone, including the people closest to you."

After saying this, he swayed and disappeared into the rain. Although Xiao Ling opened his "eye consciousness", he couldn't see how he left.

"Don't trust anyone? Including the people closest to you? What does this sentence mean? He is implying something... But who is he referring to..." Xiao Ling felt a sense of awe in his heart. For some reason, he felt a hint of saying no. Come out chill.

"This man is so strong, he looks exactly like you, Emperor Yan." Jiang Leitian's voice sounded from beside him, Xiao Ling came back to his senses, turned his head to look at him, and found that Jiang Leitian's face was ashen, his hands clenched into fists, and he It was also drenched into chicken soup.

Xiao Ling's "eye consciousness" can observe the subtleties, seeing Jiang Leitian's facial muscles trembling slightly, he knew in his heart that he was shocked by that mysterious person.

"I've met him a few times, but I never knew his identity." Xiao Ling frowned slightly, but what he recalled in his mind was the process of just performing the "Stop" attack, which was the first time he had done it in actual combat. Using "Intercept", the attack was so powerful that it exceeded his imagination.

He remembered the last words of the mysterious man, but he didn't know whether the man said it casually or meant something. The words in this sentence can't trust anyone, including the closest people around him. who is it?

parents? Zhou Kesheng? Or is it Jiang Leitian? Or other relatives and friends?

Xiao Ling secretly sighed, unable to think about it in the end, he could only take Jiang Leitian home together.

He introduced Jiang Leitian to his parents, saying that he was his friend and would come to stay at home for a few days.

Xiao Hairong and Song Fengqin were very enthusiastic and entertained Jiang Leitian, while Jiang Leitian seemed very reserved, after all, what he was facing now was Emperor Yan's parents.

Three days later, on the appointed day, Xiao Ling found an excuse to go out for a few days and got Xu He from Song Fengqin. Afterwards, he packed some change of clothes, went out with Jiang Leitian, and rushed to meet Zhou Kesheng's villa in the suburbs.

Jiang Leitian was like a loyal servant, even helping Xiao Ling carry the box containing the mother-child knife on his back.

Now that Xiao Ling has the power tool Xiyang, he doesn't care so much about the mother-child knife.

Xi Rang is a divine object, which can have infinite changes. As long as he moves his mind, it can be condensed into the shape of a mother-in-law knife, or it can be turned into a shield for defense. Its shape is ever-changing, and it changes according to his mind.

Although the Zimu Knife is priceless and can be regarded as the crystallization of today's top craftsmanship, it is after all artificially crafted. Compared with Xi Rang, it can only be regarded as a pile of ordinary iron.

When he arrived at the villa, Xiao Ling found that everyone had gathered in the hall. Besides Li Zhibao, Hu Shengzhe, Wang Lei, Yu Tingting and Pang Yan who were there before, there were four more people.

Of these four people, Xiao Ling knew two of them.

One is Cao Mingyi who went to "Shennongjia" together before, and belongs to the master who has just touched the threshold of "darkness", and the other is Guo Yongchang, a boxing instructor in the "Black Fire Training Camp".

Seeing Guo Yongchang, Xiao Ling was very happy and hurried to greet him.

This Guo Yongchang had a cold face and a warm heart. When he left the training palace, he gave him a prescription. Based on this prescription, Xiao Ling made a great tonic pill. The effect was very good, and he was very grateful.

"Instructor." Xiao Ling stepped forward, still using the title of "Black Fire Training Camp".

Guo Yongchang nodded slightly as a greeting.

Then Xiao Ling called Uncle Cao again.

Cao Mingyi wore a hat with the brim pressed down very low, he smiled at Xiao Ling and nodded.