While speaking, Song Ling'er was attacked by everyone. After all, she was unable to defeat four hands with her fists and was soon forced into a dead corner.

Except for Kou Zhengqing who has achieved some foundation building, the others are high-level warriors of eighth-level and ninth-level warriors in Ningzhou Martial Arts Association. Each punch and every palm are powerful and powerful.

There are countless deep and shallow fist marks, palm marks, and footprints left on the broken walls around.

A series of qi and energy enveloped Song Ling'er's body, intertwined into an airtight attack network.

Song Ling'er used the star steps to flicker, rushing left and right, without any power to fight back, and in a blink of an eye, she got several moves.

boom!

A powerful and unparalleled energy broke through the air. Song Ling'er couldn't dodge her. She was punched heavily in the chest, and her small body flew backwards like leaves falling.

The senior executive of the martial arts association who punched this punch was a man in his thirties. Seeing that Song Ling'er had no power to resist, he quickly took a few steps forward and so he wanted to make up for it while Song Ling'er was not yet firm in his foothold.

Song Ling'er was in mid-air, and a black shadow fell from the sky, holding her in her arms, a familiar breath came into her nostrils, a warm current in her heart brushed through her. When she looked up, she saw Xiao Shun's face that was not handsome but made her yearn for.

She looked at Xiao Shun with tenderness in her eyes. In his arms, the pain on her body seemed to suddenly disappear.

At this time, Xiao Shun's face was covered with frost, his eyes were like a knife, and his murderous intent was scattered.

The man in white came overwhelmed with a storm, and Xiao Shun calmly raised his palm to fight.

boom!

The air waves were rolling around him, and he stood there like a wall of iron, towering and unmoving.

The man in white looked trembling. Just as he was about to change his offensive, Xiao Shun grabbed his fingers and buckled his ankle like lightning. With a fierce force, he heard a scream. One of the legs of the man in white was immediately twisted into a twist.

He flew up and hit the chest of the man in white, and the strong body of the man in white immediately flew out like a white shell.

Boom boom!

He pierced through two thick walls in a row, fell to the ground with a bang, and then left silent.

The man in white was a ninth-level warrior of the Wushun Association. He was actually killed by Xiao Shun's blow. Kou Zhengqing, Yang Zinuo and others' faces suddenly changed, and a chill surged into his heart, and he hurriedly stopped the attack.

They had never witnessed their Lord Xiao taking action before. They had just fought with the little girl and thought they had a rough understanding of Xiao Shun's strength.

At this time, he killed a ninth-level warrior with one move, so powerful that it was far beyond their expectations.

"Are you okay?" Xiao Shun looked down at Song Ling'er in his arms, his eyes full of distress. Even if the warrior was injured, it was like a common occurrence, but Song Ling'er was his apprentice. Not just an apprentice, but a little sister.

Song Ling'er quickly withdrew her gaze, her face turned red, her little head shook twice quickly like a rattle, and pursed her lips and said with shame: "Master, there are too many of them..."

She wiped the blood stains from the corner of her mouth with her sleeve and said stubbornly: "I can still beat her."

Xiao Shun smiled gently, let go of the big hand that was holding her shoulder, and helped Song Ling'er tidy up her messy hair. He glanced at Yang Zinuo and others casually, and said lightly: "I'll do it, you're injured, take a rest."

Song Ling'er nodded obediently, walked to the side, stroked her chest that was beating wildly, and her face turned red.

Xiao Shun turned around, his eyes full of murderous intent, which made Yang Zinuo and others take a step back involuntarily.

"What are you afraid of? There are so many of us, and there are Qinglong envoys here. Can't you still take this person with the surname Xiao?" Yang Zinuo had recovered some of his strength at this time and said gritting his teeth.

"Go! Kill him!"

Several senior officials of the Wushu Association gritted their teeth and rushed towards Xiao Shun with their teeth, and they all showed their unique skills to greet him.

Xiao Shun's eyes turned cold, he walked forward and faced him head-on.

The eighth-level and ninth-level warrior of the Wushen Association is like Sikong Chen, which is not enough in Xiao Shun's eyes. As soon as he enters the battle group, he is like a tiger pounced into the flock of sheep.

A punch was shot out, and it was like thunder on the ground. A guy who didn't know the depth actually took it, and his muscles and bones were broken and he was killed on the spot.

"Don't fight him head-on! We can even use him to death!" Someone was alert and shouted quickly.

In the face of absolute strength, any combat skills appear pale and powerless.

To waste? Then you have to have a chance to waste it!

Xiao Shun rose into the air and pointed to a sword. He easily made a freehand stroke. A fan-shaped green light roared out of the air and broke out. The air around him seemed to tremble.

What's this?!

Several high-level warriors of the siege of the Martial Arts Association all burst into question.

As warriors, they have some understanding of the realm and strength of martial arts cultivation, and may even have seen it with their own eyes.

The peak warriors in the Foundation Establishment Stage can release their true energy. When they enter the peak of the acquired realm, they can condense the energy and form it. Then there will be a state that 99% of the warriors can be out of reach.

The strength shown by Xiao Shun at present... Could it be that he has broken through the acquired realm and entered the innate realm?

How is this possible? He is so young, it is absolutely impossible.

The green light surged more than ten meters in a blink of an eye, and instantly spread throughout the audience. Several high-level martial artists from the martial arts association had no way to avoid it.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The three high-level warriors who were hit by a train fell out of the air for more than ten meters. With a muffled groan, they could never get up again.

Gu Baiyi's eyes were closed, and she silently watched the battle situation, and also observed Xiao Shun's strength.

He ranks in the top ten in the military association's combat power, or to be precise, the president does not participate in the ranking, so his combat power is only below the four major general leaders.

The four major altar masters have not been openly fighting with others for many years, and it is unknown whether Gu Baiyi's combat power is above a certain altar master. It makes sense that Nie Jiuchong valued him so much and intended to hand over the Southeast Martial Arts Association to him.

Although Xiao Shun showed his strength, Gu Baiyi was surprised, but he did not think he was his opponent.

Seeing that the few wastes in Ningzhou Wushen were as vulnerable as playthings under Xiao Shun, he jumped into the battle with a flash.

The remaining high-level warriors were already scared when they faced Xiao Shun. At this time, Gu Baiyi finally showed up and they hurriedly retreated.

"You surprised me." Gu Baiyi said with a smile on his lips and looked at Xiao Shun.

"I'm sorry." Xiao Shun said expressionlessly.

"If you didn't hurt my brother Yue, I would be happy to make friends with you. Maybe it's a good opponent, but now..."

Gu Baiyi paused for a moment and shook her head and said, "You must die."

"You can't kill me with nonsense." Xiao Shun said.

"I will convince you if you are overestimated."
Chapter completed!