After the Ling family entered the Jade Spirit Mountain Range, they received news that there was a powerful organization in the mountain, snatching the Spirit King Secret Realm Teleportation Banner in the hands of the major families and small sects that had entered the Jade Spirit Mountain Range, so they wanted to quietly detour, but they didn't expect to be blocked here.

"Hand over the teleportation flag, or die, there's seven breaths left." Ling Baifeng's question, the person who came didn't pay attention to it at all, the handsome young man's eyes burst out with a monstrous coldness, and as he spoke, the breath on his body exploded, and a powerful momentum burst over.

At the same time, the four people behind the handsome young man also spread their aura at the same time, and they turned out to be powerhouses in the middle of the Xuan Realm.

"One late Xuan Realm, four Xuan Realm mid ......" Ling Baifeng felt the other party's Xuanyuan coercion, and his face was full of shock.

Although he is the head of the Ling family, he is only the seventh layer of the Xuan Realm now, and there are three masters in the clan behind him, two in the early stage of the Xuan Realm, and one in the middle of the Xuan Realm, which is already the strongest strength that the family can take.

"The head of the family, we will drag them down, you take the young master to go first, as long as you enter the secret outer perimeter, it will be safe." The old man in the middle of the Xuan Realm behind Ling Baifeng quietly transmitted a message to Ling Baifeng.

"Dad, we fought with them, although my Ling family is not the top ten, how can I ever be afraid of others? Big deal, die! Before Ling Baifeng could make a decision, the only young man among the five shouted loudly.

This young man is about twenty years old, and the aura exuded from his body is the pinnacle of the Zhuyuan Realm, but his face is delicate, his eyebrows are slightly thin, his lips are thinner, he looks a little young and childish, and his eyes are as stubborn and fierce as a teenager.

"Ling Jia, shut up, there's no place for you to talk here." Ling Baifeng shouted, and at the same time as the shouts came out, he had already made a decision, and secretly ordered the two early stage elders of the Xuan Realm to let the two of them take Ling Jia away, while he and the old man in the middle of the Xuan Realm were going to stop the five of them.

"And four breaths." The handsome young man turned a blind eye to the reaction of Ling Baifeng and the others, and said indifferently.

"Come to Uncle, take Jia'er away!" As soon as the handsome young man's words fell, Ling Baifeng suddenly shouted, the breath on his body burst out like a raging sea, and the breath of the seventh-layer powerhouse of the Xuan Realm swept out, and at the same time, a spirit sword appeared in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, a sword light like a scorching sun slashed at the five handsome young people.

At the same time, the Ling family boss in the middle of the Xuan Realm also shot at the same time, and in his hand was also a spiritual weapon, which was a flame halberd that bloomed with flames, and the spirit weapon was sacrificed, and a huge flame aura shrouded the four mid-Xuan Realm powerhouses behind the handsome young man.

"Xiao Jia, let's go!"

At the moment when Ling Baifeng and the two of them made a move, the Ling family boss who called Uncle suddenly grabbed Ling Jia and flew away, another master of the clan.

"Don't, Fifth Uncle Ancestor, let me go, I want to help my father ......" Ling Jia struggled hard, but where would the clansman listen to him, grabbing him and grabbing him and rushing away.

"Look for death!"

When the handsome black-robed young man saw the actions of Ling Baifeng and the others, a wisp of fierce murderous intent burst out from his eyes, and when he met Ling Baifeng's sword, he slapped it with one palm, turning into a ten-meter-long black Xuanyuan giant palm, and slammed it towards the sword that Ling Baifeng slashed out.

The black Xuanyuan giant palm is like a substance, the palm lines on it are clear, and the outer layer is a layer of black gas, as soon as the black gas touches the sword, the sword immediately melts away like rust corroded by sulfuric acid.

"Bang"

In an instant, the palms and swords intersected, and Ling Baifeng's sword was directly collapsed by the black Xuanyuan giant palm, and the terrifying aftermath was inexhaustible, and he continued to slap towards the spirit sword in Ling Baifeng's hand.

"Black Corrupted Wind Palm!"

Ling Baifeng saw that his sword instantly collapsed, and he couldn't help but exclaim, and the spirit sword in his hand slashed three swords in a row, only then did he smash that giant palm.

It's just that Ling Baifeng was cold in his heart at this time, the moment he recognized the other party's palm, he knew that they were in a catastrophe today, if the other party revealed his identity earlier, maybe ...... He regretted it a little at this time.

The teleportation banner of the Spirit King's Secret Realm is important, but if it arouses the killing intent of the other party, they may not even be able to save their lives.

Over there, the flame aura sacrificed by the Ling family's mid-Xuan Realm clan was also shattered almost instantly by the four mid-Xuan Realm magic weapons behind the handsome young man, and the four of them shot at the same time to break through the flame aperture, almost as if it was devastating.

And in this short gap, the handsome black-robed young man pinched the trick in his left hand, and a spirit sword flew out, turning into a nine-inch small sword, and slashed at the three of Ling Jia who fled, and shouted in his mouth: "Since you choose to die, the deity will fulfill you!" ”

"Don't"

Seeing this scene, Ling Baifeng was extremely frightened, and it was too late to intercept him.

The nine-inch flying sword, as if shuttling through the void, arrived behind Ling Jia and the three of them in the blink of an eye, the Ling family guy behind the hall raised his sword to greet him, and the superb magic sword in his hand was like a rotten wood that instantly shattered, and with a snort, the small sword passed through his eyebrows and shot towards Uncle Lai who was holding Ling Jia.

Uncle Lai's body was like a rainbow, and a superb magic sword flew out and faced the little sword, but there was also no accident, the best magic sword he sacrificed shattered in an instant, and the small sword suddenly bloomed, turning into a sword rainbow of several meters, and at the same time, Uncle Lai and Ling Jia slashed down, the sharp sword intent, when the sword rainbow did not fall, countless sword marks had been drawn on the ground.

"Xiao Jia go!" Uncle Lai threw Ling Jia out violently, and he instigated the whole body Xuanyuan, and pounced on the sword rainbow without hesitation, actually wanting to block this terrifying sword rainbow with his flesh and blood.

"Poof"

Everywhere the sword rainbow passed, Uncle Lai's body was split into two, blood spurted out, and blood stained the sky.

"Five Uncles"

Ling Jia, who was still in the air, saw this scene, his liver and gall were broken, his mouth let out a terrible cry of sorrow, and his eyes were instantly full of blood.

"I'm fighting with you!"

From the handsome young man sacrificing the flying sword to the fall of the two Ling family bosses, Ling Jia's sad cry was just a breathing effort, and he was powerless to change the anger in Ling Baifeng's heart, Xuanyuan burst into flames, the human sword was one, and he roared and slashed towards the handsome young man.

"Don't think you'll be able to win time for your little mess to escape, naïve! I will let you know how merciful my mention was and how sad the result of my transgression was! ”

Facing the angry Ling Baifeng, the handsome black-robed young man's face was as cold as ever, without the slightest change, his right hand probed into the air, and he actually grabbed Ling Baifeng's spirit sword directly with his palm, and with a pinch of his left hand, the flying sword in the distance shone again, turning into a rainbow arc, and slashed towards Ling Jiafei who was still in the air like lightning.

"Ah no"

Ling Baifeng's divine sense swept to this scene, and the whole person was like falling into an ice cave, his heart was full of helplessness and despair, and he only felt that this world had instantly turned gray.

Because he knew that Ling Jia would definitely not be able to dodge this sword.

When the sword ended, it was when he sent the white-haired man to the black-haired man.

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