After this Golden Chain Flower Killing Star fell, the five companions behind him looked at Qin Sheng in horror.

They suddenly felt that this swordsman was so cold that every pore exuded a thick murderous intent.

The smell of blood grew.

These five Golden Chain Flower Killer Stars stopped suddenly, and their hands holding the Killing Star Steel Knife had already begun to tremble violently at this moment.

They subconsciously looked around, and they found that the original group of companions had now fallen in pieces, and there was a deathly silence behind them.

These five Golden Chain Flower Killers looked sadly at their feet, one by one their companions who were still struggling in pain on the verge of death.

These five Golden Chain Flower Killers raised their heads to the sky and let out a long howl, this long howl was like a heart-rending wail in the dark night.

They know very well that tonight will be the last swan song of their Golden Chainflower Killer.

Think about back then, how majestic the Golden Chain Flower Killing Star was in Southeast Asia.

"Killing stars attacked, invincible", this sentence completely said that the golden chain flower killing stars were famous in Southeast Asia back then.

The Golden Leopard King looked at him before and after, the original three hundred Golden Chain Flower Elite Killers had turned into a pile of corpses without breathing.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the eerie surroundings around him were terrifying.

A cold light flashed, and several more Golden Chain Flower Killers fell to the ground.

The Golden Leopard King fought a cold war, and he was now completely convinced why Ling Yun was so contemptuous of these dozens of Golden Chain Flower Killing Stars.

Although the Golden Chain Flower Killing Star is all a master of the sword, it also occupies a very high position in the rivers and lakes.

However, tonight's duel made the Golden Leopard King truly feel that the four fierce generals under Ling Yun were the real peerless masters.

He subconsciously stroked the leopard-headed golden steel sword in his hand, and his hand suddenly trembled a little.

The Golden Leopard King raised his eyes to look at Ling Yun, as if this red wolf was like an iron man who never tired, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became.

At this time, Ling Yun and the three desert ghosts were in the middle of a fierce battle.

The back of the Desert Five's Ghost Head Knife had a finger-like thick steel ring emitting a deep crashing sound, as if it was a horn to charge at the opponent.

This horn of the charge is a signal to the opponent to fight to the death.

This signal, there is no hesitation, nor any timidity, only between life and death, the final choice!

Ling Yun cast an approving glance at the desert ghost, which was a kind of respect for his opponent, and it was also a heartfelt admiration for a swordsman who dared to show his sword in front of a powerful opponent.

The chilling sword in his hand, in the breeze of the middle of the night, like a sword god elf, jumped a few times excitedly, and made a few ethereal crisp sounds.

These ethereal crisp sounds are the most direct tribute to the opponent.

In the eyes of these three desert ghosts, there was no longer hatred, only respect for a supreme martial artist.

In their logic, only ending the opponent, or being ended by the opponent, is the expression of the highest respect for one supreme martial artist to another supreme martial artist.

The cicada sword in Ling Yunsha's hand pointed at the five ghosts of the desert, and lifted it to the right obliquely with one foot, as if he heard the rooster dancing, like the wind shaking the willows.

The desert ghost surged in an instant, and in front of Ling Yun, he stood in a zigzag shape.

Three golden steel knives, like three sword mountains, whirlwind towards Lingyun Platoon.

Where the golden steel knife slashed, a cloud of dust rolled up, and between the clouds, the three desert ghosts let out a piercing howl of ghosts crying wolves like the powerful ghosts of the Hades Palace.

In this piercing howl, in an instant, the yin wind was blowing, and the people around seemed to be in the horror of the underworld.

The Golden Leopard King was also taken aback by the momentum of the five ghosts of the desert.

In his opinion, these howls would have been impossible to achieve without more than ten years of skill.

The Golden Leopard King glanced sideways at the two cronies beside him, these two people had been beaten by the desert five ghosts, carrying the howl of this strong internal force, and the seven orifices were bleeding.

He didn't feel a little afraid, he had only heard the names of the five ghosts of the desert before, and he only knew that they were peerless martial arts masters, but now it seems that these five peerless masters are far more terrifying than he imagined.

The Golden Leopard King looked at Ling Yun's swordsmanship, which was not too strong, and a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes in an instant.

Judging from the current momentum, the five ghosts of the desert are fully capable of defeating Ling Yun, if this is the result, he will save a lot of trouble as the Golden Leopard King.

However, the Golden Leopard King suddenly found that Ling Yun's figure of dancing the Chilling Cicada Sword was calm and elegant.

Ling Yun didn't seem to be engaged in a life-and-death duel, but was enjoying the cruel agility between the sword and the sword.

He was taken aback, Ling Yun seemed to be between the three leopard-headed golden steel knives, and his momentum was not stronger than that of his opponent.

However, every time he flashed and moved, he did it so lightly.

Perhaps, only a martial artist with profound skills can see that the sword in Ling Yun's hand, the moment when the cicada was terrified, there was a faint cold light of the sword blade.

This faintly flickering cold light seems to be unfazed, but in fact, the moves are all calculated in the slightest millimeter, stabbing at the fatal place of the opponent.

This is a fierce battle of absolute endurance between masters.

Victory or defeat is just a matter of seconds, and even a one-in-10,000 mistake will cost the opponent his or her life.

Just when the Golden Leopard King was frightened, there was a crisp sound of "Canglang", and three ghost-headed broadswords instantly condensed in mid-air.

At this moment, the night wind suddenly stopped, the sound was still, time froze, and everything was suffocated in the moment when the Chilling Cicada Sword flashed.

The world froze into a posture, and the Chilling Cicada Sword flashed like a white light in a burst of blood-spattered cold wind, instantly slashing a life to the end.

This desert ghost couldn't resist it after all, and with the temptation of this flaw that Ling Yun sold, a leopard-headed golden steel knife stalled between the square inches of Ling Yun's throat.

However, this was the limit of his action, he didn't cut it, he looked at Ling Yun unwillingly, and suddenly his whole body condensed and stiffened.

Then, from his leopard-headed steel knife, he saw his throat slowly split.

A surge of blood hit his nose, he wanted to see this familiar world again, he suddenly found that at this moment, all the beauty had just begun, but he didn't have time to appreciate it slowly.

With a "clang", the desert ghost fell to the ground with a bang, kicking up a burst of dust, and the leopard-headed golden steel knife fell heavily to the ground.

The Golden Leopard King's whole body trembled, and he could already smell the breath of death.

Just before last night, the Golden Leopard King confidently promised in front of Chen Manli and Vic Shah that this time he would definitely kill Ling Yun and rob King López.

However, looking at this thick night, there are very few killers left of the Golden Chain Flower Organization, and even the ace killer of the Golden Chain Flower Organization, the Golden Chain Flower Killer, was killed by a few people in the Iron Hand.

It seems that these Golden Chain Flower Killing Stars, in front of the Red Wolves, are not masters at all, and it is really a great sadness to meet them.

At this time, the remaining two desert ghosts glanced at their fallen companions, they were not angry, but after a short pause, they looked at Ling Yun indifferently again.

In their eyes, it was a desperate showdown, and even if there was no hope, it was necessary to get this part of the way.

Ling Yun took a few steps forward, he didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, he looked at the indifferent desert ghost in front of him expressionlessly, and said: "Desert ghost, this battle is no longer necessary, you can choose to leave, I will respect you like a red wolf!" I'll wait for you to rest and fight again! ”

The two desert ghosts looked at Ling Yun indifferently, and after a pause, they said, "There is no need to rest, it is our honor to be able to compete with an opponent like you in this life!"

We know that today's defeat is decided, and even if we cultivate for another ten years, it will not be as good as the Red Wolf's chilling sword technique.

We are determined to fight to the death, and to be able to die under your sword will not be ugly. Even after many years, when the fate of our five desert ghosts is mentioned on the rivers and lakes, it will not disgrace the reputation of our five desert ghosts because they died under your sword!

Come on, Red Wolf take out your unique skills, and we'll fight for another round! ”

After speaking, the two desert ghosts tidied up their clothes, let out a long sigh of relief, waved the ghost head knife in their hands, and slashed towards Ling Yun's head.

Two huge sword qi, mixed with a heroic attitude of generosity to death, rushed towards Ling Yun.

Ling Yun sighed, shook his head, and said to himself, "Why bother? There is too much helplessness in this world, you can start from the beginning, but the bet of life can't be turned back! ”

Just as Ling Yun looked helplessly, when these two desert ghosts who were bent on dying, two ghost-headed broadswords had already arrived in front of him.

Ling Yun let go of the desert ghost's kill, raised the cicada sword and gently lifted it, and if he looked at the sword with a lamp, he sent the two ghost head broadswords out.

Just as the desert ghost used all his strength to slash at Ling Yun's neck, Ling Yun's chilling cicada sword had already hit the desert ghost's wrist.

As soon as the desert ghost's hand was released, the ghost-headed broadsword in his hand fell to the ground.

Ling Yun pointed the chilling sword in his hand at them and said, "That's it for today's decisive battle, there's no point in fighting again!" ”

"Red wolf, do you look down on our brothers? You're too deceitful! Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated! ”

When the desert ghost saw that Ling Yun hadn't killed them, he jumped like thunder in anger, and angrily picked up the ghost head knife on the ground and slashed at his neck.

Ling Yun swung the Chilling Cicada Sword in his hand and shot down the Ghost Head Broadsword in their hands.

The desert ghost's two hands were all hit by Ling Yun's chilling sword, and he was unable to pick up the knife again to kill himself.

They roared angrily at Ling Yun: "Red wolf, we hate you, you don't even give us the last dignity, what kind of hero are you!" ”

With that, the two desert ghosts hit each other with their heads, begging for death.

Ling Yun sighed helplessly, turned around, and the Chilling Cicada Sword in his hand slashed behind him.

A satisfied smile appeared on the face of the desert ghost!