Sure enough, he is a first-class master, his moves are sharp, the knife style is pure, and the steel knife walks in the air flow without the slightest noise.

Ling Yun couldn't help but applaud secretly.

Because, from the pure and quiet knife wind of these island country killers, it can be seen that their knife speed is extremely fast, the knife path is accurate, there is no mud and water, concise and crisp.

Ling Yun didn't hesitate, supported with one foot, kicked forward with one leg, rolled his body backwards, and stabbed backwards with a sword swing with one hand.

Only a scream was heard, and the chilling sword in Ling Yun's hand grazed the steel knife of the island killer behind him, stabbing directly into his throat.

A forward kick slammed into the wrist of the killer who was attacking from the front, and the steel knife in the killer's hand was knocked to the ground, and he took a step backwards in severe pain.

At the same time, the island killer who attacked Ling Yun from the front and went straight to Ling Yun's head with a steel knife had already fallen from the sky and slashed straight at Ling Yun's head.

The island killer behind him who attacked Ling Yun's lower plate, the steel knife also swept towards Ling Yun's legs.

At this time, the island killers who attacked from the left and right sides of Ling Yun also quickly slashed at Ling Yun from the upper and lower angles with sharp steel knives at the same time.

Ling Yun did not immediately launch a counterattack, but quickly held his breath and listened, this gap could not tolerate the slightest mistake, even the slightest distraction, would put him in a situation from which he could not recover.

The seven steel knives hung in the cold wind of the night, whistling with an eerie murderous aura, and with the momentum of the black clouds, they struck at the various deadly parts of Ling Yun's body like lightning.

Ling Yun, who was accustomed to bloody killings, was not disturbed by this thick killing machine in the slightest.

In this overwhelming steel knife, he still calmly maintained his calm ability to discern, calmly and accurately judged that these seven island killers came from each attack point of the four three-dimensional attacks.

After an extremely short period of discrimination, Ling Yun suddenly, as if possessed by the god of war, his whole body instantly erupted with an incomparably shocking battle intent!

Ling Yun's leaning back body made a beautiful backward flip, passed over the killer behind him, and stood behind the killer.

At this moment, Ling Yun did not hesitate at all, and the chilling sword in his hand slashed through the back of the killer's head like lightning.

In an instant, a stream of blood gushed out, and the sharp blade of the Chilling Cicada Sword slashed through the back of the killer's head like lightning.

The speed of the Lingyun Chilling Cicada Sword was so fast that the killer didn't feel the slightest pain at all.

The killer was desperate to get a glimpse of his opponent before he was about to die.

He really didn't understand how his opponent could break out of the encirclement and kill him in such a dead game, and how he did it.

However, before he could turn his neck, half of his head rolled down without a fight, and his brains spilled all over the ground, and then, his whole body fell down with a bang, but those eyes were still trying to find Ling Yun's figure.

Solving the threat behind him, Ling Yun violently ripped off the blindfolded strip of cloth and slowly wiped the blood stains on the Chilling Cicada Sword.

The other six island country killers, looking at Ling Yun's ruthless methods, their originally confident hearts began to waver.

Although their faces did not show any fear, their eyes had unconsciously revealed infinite horror.

They knew that the number one warrior standing in front of them would never be able to kill anyone who wanted to!

They had already begun to fear Ling Yun, but that kind of dignity of a warrior made these island killers still point their steel knives at Ling Yun without hesitation

After completing the first wave of attacks on Ling Yun, they faced Ling Yun in a semicircle.

Ling Yun looked at the six island killers who were still murderous, he shrugged his shoulders, shook his head at them, sneered, and pointed at the two killers on the left with his chilling sword.

The two killers shuddered all over, and from Ling Yun's sharp eyes, they seemed to see the bloody head of their companion rolling to the ground.

They clenched the steel knives in their hands and moved cautiously forward.

Obviously, Ling Yun's fierce skills had completely shocked them.

However, although these six island killers knew that their chances of winning in front of Ling Yun were very small, they did not get out of trouble because of the good quality of professional killers.

It was only after a short stay of twenty seconds that the six island killers waved the steel knives in their hands in perfect tacit understanding, and rushed towards Ling Yun at the same time.

This time, the six steel knives launched a more rapid attack in the three directions and the upper, middle and lower lanes of Lingyun.

Ling Yun coldly watched the six killers approaching step by step, but his eyes never left the two killers on his left.

Judging from Ling Yun's eyes and movements, these six killers almost judged that Ling Yun was going to break through from the left side this round.

Therefore, at this moment, the other four killers, they all have a common idea - to take advantage of this gap to kill Ling Yun.

A second later, they were already approaching Ling Yun, and the six island killers with their different ideas stabbed the steel knives in their hands at Ling Yun from six angles.

The two killers on Ling Yun's left side were more defensive in their knife techniques, while the other four killers were basically opening and closing to launch a deadly attack on Ling Yun.

At the moment when the two sides fought, Ling Yun threw aside the defense on the left side, his body quickly rotated to the right, and the blade of the chilling sword in his hand suddenly struck at the throat of the killer on the outermost part of his right.

This killer never dreamed that Ling Yun's sword technique would change so quickly, and it was too late to retract the attack he sent out with all his strength at this moment.

I saw a flash of cold light, accompanied by a miserable howl, and the chilling sword was stabbed into the killer's heart.

Ling Yun smirked coldly at the killer, and after spun the Chilling Cicada Sword in a sharp circle, it pulled out of the killer's chest like lightning and quickly flipped to the right.

In an instant, a thick stream of blood burst out with a "poof".

Ling Yun stood diagonally opposite the five killers, watching the killer slowly fall, the chilling sword in his hand still dripping with the killer's blood.

The five island killers who were still alive looked at Ling Yun and the blood-dripping sword in his hand in horror, and they knew that tonight might be their last battle.

At this time, the two sides were facing each other tensely, and the five island killers and Ling Yun looked at each other without any expression.

The thick dark night was quiet again, and at this moment, in this field in the southern suburbs of Linhai City, there was no sound, only the sound of the night wind blowing through the leaves.

The empty night, the silence is terrible.

Both sides are capturing every slightest movement of the other's body, looking for the right moment to launch a deadly attack at any moment.

After two seconds of confrontation, an island killer in the middle raised the long knife in his hand to the upper left, and then quickly pointed to the lower right.

Suddenly, the two island killers standing on his left side rose into the air at the same time, pointing the steel knives in their hands at Ling Yun's head.

The two island killers standing on his right side quickly rolled forward on the spot and attacked Ling Yun's lower plate.

The killer standing in the middle rushed forward, clenching the steel knife in both hands and stabbing straight at Ling Yun's chest.

These five island country killers, this time, took a net-like attack on Ling Yun.

Obviously, their actions are extremely tacit.

However, these fancy tactics, in Ling Yun's eyes, were nothing more than an inferior way of attacking.

The style of playing against the island killers has an absolute deterrent effect on ordinary opponents, both mentally and in terms of momentum.

If the opponent was shocked by their overwhelming formation and hesitated slightly, then he would definitely not be able to escape the fate of being killed.

In the face of this kind of attack, Ling Yun did not dodge in the slightest, but rushed forward with the fastest speed in the posture of the island killer in the middle, and at the same time, poured the true qi in his body into the chilling cicada sword, and fiercely pointed at the killers who rushed towards him.

The island killer who attacked Ling Yun's middle lane, seeing Ling Yun take such a hard-hitting attack, a smug smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

Because, in his opinion, Ling Yun's attack method was completely putting himself under siege, there was no way to retreat at all, and the up and down paths were also blocked.

In this situation, the only chance of surviving is to take out the killer who attacked him in the middle.

The killer looked at Ling Yun, who was getting closer and closer, and suddenly, he became a little nervous again.

At this moment, he couldn't see a trace of panic from Ling Yun's eyes at all, only killing intentions!

However, when he saw that Ling Yun's chilling sword was half the length shorter than the steel knife in his hand, the nervousness and fear he had just now quickly disappeared again.

The killer had forgotten that the potential of a demon-trained warrior like Ling Yun in the face of danger could instantly inspire him to an unimaginably strong level.

No matter how powerful their offensive is, no matter how invulnerable their attack is.

However, it is definitely not an easy thing for the killers of these island countries to kill him.

At this moment, the cells in Ling Yun's whole body were feeling every subtle movement around him, and the four steel knives that were attacking his head and feet were already infinitely close to him.

Ling Yun looked at the steel knife that the killer on the opposite side stabbed in, and sneered at the killer, and suddenly, the body that was speeding forward in mid-air rolled over extremely quickly, allowing it to pass the killing point stabbed by the killer steel knife on the opposite side.

It was only a few tenths of a second later, and the chilling sword in Ling Yun's hand had already plunged into the killer's throat.

After Ling Yun killed the killer, he rolled over and landed on the ground, standing five meters away from the other four kills.

Ling Yun didn't look behind him, but sneered, lit a cigarette, and took a deep breath.

The night wind blew the thick smoke into ghostly smoke rings.

In the night wind, the sword of the cicada, which was full of fighting spirit, was still dripping with the blood of the killer.

Ling Yun didn't turn around, but quietly listened to the sound of cigarettes rising......