I'm going to say, what can you do..."

puff.

The man in black said disdainfully, before he could speak halfway, he suddenly widened his eyes and stayed in the field.

When did the big sword that he had always regarded as a treasure become so fragile? How could the sword in the other party, which looked a little bit colored and nothing special in his hand, be so sharp? Why did the opponent's power suddenly soar?

Ling Zhi sneered, and the Mo Jian directly penetrated the other party's big sword and stabbed into the other party's body without any obstacles.

The ink sword slashed through the big sword, and the two forces collided, and the black part on the ink sword began to fall down again.

The last time when the decisive battle between Fengcheng and Lu Kang was in the final battle, the black substance was shaken off, and the exposed white sword body part was extremely sharp.

After so long, the remaining black part finally started again.

Today, the ink sword, except that the hilt of the sword is still pure black, the sword body is shiny all over, exuding a sharp feeling that seems to be space-oriented.

Ling Zhi sneered, turned his hand, and the Mo Jian turned around in the other party's body, completely shattered the other party's big sword, kicked the other party's body, and pulled out the Mo Jian.

"It's a pity, I seem to be able to do anything to you."

Leaving a word, Ling Zhi didn't even look at him, and he coldly swept around these people.

"Those who dare to hurt me must pay the price and pay the price of bleeding." Ling Zhi killed one person with one sword, and the murderous intent not only did not decline at all, but became even stronger.

These murderous intents surged into his eyes, causing his eyes to turn red and to his body, causing his muscles to bulge.

Only when he reaches his sea of ​​consciousness can he stop. His soul body is extremely condensed and cannot invade his soul body.

So he can be both lethal and rational.

Tianyan's eight steps can make his body movements faster and more flexible, and his strength gradually superimposed. Ling Zhi's power is already stronger than any of them. With this superimposed, this powerful power instantly became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"Hmph, brothers, don't be afraid, he's just alone. If we go together, I don't believe that he can resist all of us at the same time. As long as you miss a blow, you can kill him."

The person holding the sword should be the commander-in-chief of this operation, so he shouted, gritted his teeth and cheered up, and took the lead in rushing up.

"Haha, is there too many people? Is it great to have too many people?" Ling Zhi laughed contemptuously.

Ling Zhi, who had been surrounded by them, suddenly disappeared.

Every step under his feet happened to step into this group of people, and it was the precise steps he had been practicing in the yard when he was practicing the eight steps of Tianyan.

ah!

A scream sounded, and behind the group of men in black who were rushing forward, suddenly one of them covered their chests, and blood sprayed out of their chests without any money, and fell to the ground.

They turned around hurriedly and looked back with caution.

"Be careful!" The two remaining nine-level realms could barely figure out Ling Zhi's figure and shouted angrily.

puff.

Unfortunately, in the direction they reminded them that although those people raised their weapons, they could not capture Ling Zhi's figure at all.

Ling Zhi just held the Mo Jian horizontally in his hand and shuttled through them, with big and beautiful heads flying into the sky.

The heads of these people flew in the air, their eyes were still open, and their faces were still alert. Until they died, they did not realize that Ling Zhi had arrived by their side and the long sword had been smeared on their necks.

Even with the powerful body of a seventh-level warrior, it cannot cause any obstacle to the current ink sword.

Ling Zhi held the ink sword and shook it gently. All the blood stained on the ink sword sprinkled away. The sword body was once again extremely bright, without any trace of dust.

"hey-hey."

Ling Zhi's sneer sounded from the field. For a moment, everyone in black protected themselves and everyone was in danger. The two people in the nine-level realm stared at the field, turned around constantly, and reminded each other anxiously.

But their reminder fell into the man's ears every time when Ling Zhi had stopped and stood beside the man.

So only the dead can hear it or not.

The two of them were angry. Whenever Ling Zhi appeared, they rushed over, but they could touch Ling Zhi's body there.

Ling Zhi of the sixth level can fight against the nineth level. Now he has taken the spiritual array of a thousand-year-old agarwood into his body and broke through to the late stage of the body realm. With the skills of the top-level Xuan-level martial arts, this group of people instantly became native chickens and tiles!

"Didn't you think it's amazing because of the large number of people? Why are you standing there and not daring to move?" Ling Zhi stopped and stood a few feet away in front of them.

The ink sword was hung on the ground by him, and bright red blood dripped down from the sword.

The Mo Jian began to shake himself more and more violently in his hands, as if he was really smart, like a magic sword, beginning to awaken!

Ling Zhi naturally noticed this, and he looked down at the Mo Jian in his hand, "Why, even you are so excited, do you want to kill them so much?"

This was the first time that someone had sacked one of his friends' arms in front of him and even almost killed his friends. Ling Zhi's anger almost reached the extreme.

He attaches great importance to his relatives and friends!

"kill!"

Perhaps influenced by Lingzhi, Zhang Yi suddenly roared.

"kill!"

"kill!"

...

Qu Tian, ​​Nie Kang, and even Yan Ji and Qin Binglan all shouted this word!

Ling Zhi moved again.

Every time his body appears on the field, the ink sword will pierce into a person's body.

He moves in motion, and kills without restraint and willfulness.

In this regard, Ling Zhi's cultivation level that had just stabilized began to move and rushed towards the eighth level realm.

During this rush, Ling Zhi's murderous intent began to gather together and rushed into his body. Qingming's soul body suppressed these murderous intents outside, and these murderous intents rushed towards his dantian.

Warriors have two places to reserve power, one is the Dantian that reserves spiritual power, and the other is the Divine Court that reserves soul power.

The murderous intent rushed into the Dantian and poured into it, and the dragon-like stele vibrated first.

Those murderous intents poured into the dragon-like monument.

Outside, Ling Zhi was covered in blood, full of the enemy's blood. He stood there, with the enemy's corpses everywhere on the ground, and in front of him were two nine-level warriors who were almost desperate.

Such a powerful and shocking force was just to deal with a warrior in the form of the body, but it was almost completely destroyed. Their bodies were trembling and their eyes were full of horror.

"Give you a chance to live, and the first one to tell me who sent you, can leave alive."

Ling Zhi stood there covered in blood, looking at the two of them coldly, and said.
Chapter completed!