After a thousand moves, the volley is left and right, the defeat has been revealed, and the fight for another fifty rounds will undoubtedly be defeated. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, a black shadow stood on the opposite side, waving his hand at Ling Tian and shooting three meteor darts, Ling Xuzhen was shocked, and hurriedly hit it with one hand, a domineering strong wind collided with the meteor dart, and the meteor dart was about to hit Ling Tian when it was excited by the wind and rose into the sky, flying straight into the sky without a trace.

That black shadow is Ji Wuying, he saw that the old man in the robe had such strength, he was in all difficulties with the enemy, so he fled straight to the rear without saying a word, Ji Wuying was the second killer in the Desperate Palace, the assassination technique was extremely skillful, and the light skill was like a ghost, and countless people died under his hands, and in an instant he had run out of dozens of meters, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

"Poof!" Ji Wuying's body flew straight forward seven or eight meters, and fell heavily to the ground, spitting blood. It turned out that Ling Xuan was really faster than him, not only that, but he could also swing his powerful palm power in the middle of Ji Wuying's back heart, the back heart is one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body, obviously Ling Xuan wanted to stay alive and control his strength, otherwise Ji Wuying would have his life at the moment?

"You are actually the Seventh Rank of the Martial God!" Ji Wuying's eyes widened, surprise and horror revealed in his eyes, as a cold-blooded killer, Ji Wuying had long been unconcerned about his life, so most of them were surprised, but there was no doubt that he had provoked people who should not be provoked.

"Who are you! Who instructed me to come and hurt my beloved disciple!" said!" Ling Xuzhen hated the villain who hurt people with dark arrows the most in his life, not to mention that it was his own beloved disciple who wanted to be injured? The martial arts skills poured out without reservation, and Ji Wuying, who was seriously injured, was even more breathless, and told Ji Wuying with a majestic and solemn look that if he didn't give an explanation, he would not stop.

"If you want to kill, you will kill, don't want me to reveal the identity of my employer. After saying a word, Ji Wuying's life was even less than half.

"That being the case, take your life!" Ling Xuan didn't ask any more, and slammed his palm with the power of opening mountains and splitting stones towards Ji Wuying's flesh and blood

At the same time, Ling Tian felt tightness and discomfort in his chest, his whole body's breath was blocked, his true power was not running smoothly, the Xuanjin heavy sword became heavier and heavier, but Ling Kong seemed to be unaware of it, and began a new round of onslaught.

"Stop it, just pass on the position of disciple to you, don't hurt the friendship of the same family. "It turned out that Ling Tian was a very smart person, before the competition, Ling Kong had brought him a cup of tea, Ling Tian didn't think about it and drank it all, he didn't feel strange, he just didn't want to doubt his junior brother, and now he knew everything when he saw his junior brother's hideous face.

The poison plan of Ling Kong and Ji Wuying can be described as seamless, first using Ling Tian's trust in himself to drink the dissolved and inhibiting the flow of true power in the body, when Ji Wuying is about to attack, Ji Wuying launches a meteor dart, if it hits, it will be done, and if it is hindered by Ling Xu's real person, Ji Wuying is responsible for luring Ling Xuan away, and Ling Kong will personally attack.

"Hmph! I was still discovered by you, but unfortunately you are now a dying person, and you are not qualified to negotiate terms with me!" volley could not hide his proud and arrogant look. Ling Tian chose to back down, but the volley pressed forward step by step, making Ling Tian unable to retreat.

"Die, senior brother, I will definitely come to your grave to worship in the coming year!" The already red-eyed volley raised the pseudo-demon sword high, and slashed at Ling Tian with all his strength, Ling Tian instinctively crossed the sword above his head in order to protect himself, and once again the swords struck, and the sword struck each other again, and the swords struck each other as the source of the force, and the fluctuations of the force spread and became more and more intense, and the shaking made the wooden bridge sway, and the wooden planks around Ling Tian's feet could not withstand the pressure and all of them broke, and they fell straight down the cliff like a bird with broken wings!

Hahahaha! No one can stop me from becoming a generation of martial gods! The goal has been accomplished, and he laughed proudly in the air.