Zhang Ling slapped out his palms, and a dark yellow true qi and a spiritual power blasted towards the mysterious man in unison, domineering, and powerful, and before the power arrived, the mysterious person was shocked.

"I didn't expect him to be just a parasitic realm, but the power he sent out was so domineering, he could indeed be regarded as a genius, but Zhang Qian a hundred years ago couldn't beat me, and with your strength, I would never take it seriously. ”

The mysterious man saw that Zhang Ling's momentum at this time was completely different from just now, it seemed that a sleeping beast suddenly woke up, and the two forces were by no means something that ordinary disciples could fight, and he couldn't help but be surprised in his heart, but even so, he still felt that he had a chance to win, no matter how Zhang Ling struggled, he was definitely not his opponent.

In the dark thoughts, seeing the two forces surging, he still shook his hand lightly, and a wave of Sensen demonic qi shot out from his sleeve, instantly flooding Zhang Ling's true qi and spiritual power, and the demonic qi was about to touch Zhang Ling's body.

And at this time, the mysterious man seemed to be serious, he didn't stay in place like before, but his body flashed, came to Zhang Ling's body, and while Zhang Ling was resisting the demonic energy, he slammed his palm into Zhang Ling's chest.

Zhang Ling originally consumed a lot of his true qi to resist that demonic qi, but at this time, he was unprepared and was hit by the opponent's palm, and in an instant, he flew straight back, and a mouthful of blood spit out of his mouth.

And the divine sword suspended behind him was contaminated with a few drops of Zhang Ling's blood at this time, and it instantly burst into brilliance, and immediately came to Zhang Ling's body, stabbed it with a sword, and blocked the second bombardment of the mysterious person for Zhang Ling.

"Huh, this sword doesn't seem to be mortal?"

The mysterious man saw that Zhang Ling was knocked away by his own palm, and was originally about to meet him and kick him to the ground, but he didn't expect that at this time, a long sword with an extraordinary texture suddenly burst out from behind Zhang Ling, and then pointed a sword at his body, interrupting his attack.

From the moment he made contact just now, the mysterious man felt the difference in this sword, whether it was from the texture and style, or the faint energy protection around his body, he could see that this sword was definitely not a mortal thing.

"I didn't expect this kid to have an artifact? No wonder the centipede didn't report me in advance, but delayed it for so long and let himself end up in ashes, presumably just to get this divine sword privately.

And when this kid's blood splashed on the sword, the sword reacted, it seems that the spirit of the sword was inspired by this kid, and suddenly burst out of power, it seems that I can't underestimate the enemy, it's best to find an opportunity to take the sword over, this sword is more precious than all the gods in this barren mound, if it is handed over to the master and his old man, I may be able to reach the realm of true immortals, and then feather soar into the heavenly realm. ”

The mysterious man was repulsed at once, and he did not rush up to attack Zhang Ling again, but looked at the long sword hanging in front of Zhang Ling from a distance, and a trace of greed appeared in his eyes.

This kind of greed is the same as the centipede just now, which makes Zhang Ling extremely disgusted.

"I know that your skills are profound, even if it is just the arrival of spiritual sense, I may not be able to win, but you beat Yuan Lao to ashes This is something I can't tolerate, originally I just wanted to find a chance to escape, I didn't want to entangle with you, now, I must make you pay the price, let's come again!"

Zhang Ling is a smart person, knowing that the other party has already started the idea of the divine sword, and he also perceives that the origin consciousness of the divine sword is affected by his own blood, so at this time, he has to make good use of this power in order to be able to compete with the mysterious person.

Thinking of this, Zhang Ling's body moved again, and in an instant, he came to the mysterious man's body again, and used the technique of moving and fighting, and the left and right palms kept using their own skillful exercises to blast out against the opponent, and the divine sword was under the control of Zhang Ling's spiritual sense, and coordinated with his own attacks, so that the mysterious man was trapped in his own intensive attack.

Although it is not a high-level exercise, its greatest advantage is that it has a good ability to move to avoid and defend, which can make the opponent unable to see his own trajectory and timing of his actions, and this technique has almost reached a very high level under Zhang Ling's tempering in the past few years, and it has integrated attack and defense.

And those skilled exercises are also helpless to use them at this time, because Zhang Ling has already used that fusion technique twice, although the power of that exercise can reach the heavenly level, but it is extremely consuming of true qi, and at this moment Zhang Ling has no extra skills to use this trick again.

However, even if there is no fusion technique, Zhang Ling can use a few exercises that he is very good at in a very fast time, and it is also a good way to attack the mysterious person intensively.

Coupled with the cooperation of that divine sword, the mysterious man could be a little afraid in his heart and not dare to attack rashly, which also gave Zhang Ling a chance to breathe and fight back.

In this way, Zhang Ling and the mysterious man fought for dozens of moments, and neither of them took advantage of the other party, but due to the long-term battle, Zhang Ling's true qi was obviously insufficient, and his chest fluctuated between attacks, and his breath was already chaotic.

The mysterious man noticed this, so he directly attacked with one palm, forcibly shaking Zhang Ling's body back, and the divine sword above Zhang Ling's head gradually lost its power because of the blurring of Zhang Ling's spiritual sense at this moment, and it could no longer pose a threat to the mysterious man, and was bounced away by his demonic qi in one fell swoop.

Zhang Ling, who was shocked back, covered his chest, his face seemed to be depressed, it was obvious that even with the blessing of the spiritual power of the star cloud map in his body, the divine vein true qi could not withstand his high-intensity consumption, at this time, the divine vein true qi could no longer be urged, and even his consciousness began to be a little blurred.

"You better give up, otherwise you will end up with the spirit just now, admit defeat at least and survive, your cultivation so far, it is not easy, why bother not to get along with yourself?"

The mysterious man glanced at Zhang Ling deeply, and did not take advantage of the situation to go up and end up with Zhang Ling, although at this time he wanted to go up and grab the divine sword, but he was afraid that Zhang Ling would suddenly make a powerful killing move, so he did not act rashly.

In addition, he really wants to win over Zhang Ling, after all, with Zhang Ling's performance today, he is better than any of his subordinates, and he is very sorry for his talents.

"I won't leave easily today, since you framed my dear relatives a hundred years ago, even if you can't kill your true body today, I will make you pay a price. ”

In the mysterious man's speech, Zhang Ling secretly breathed, his breath has gradually stabilized, although the true qi of the divine vein can no longer be urged, but he did not choose to give up, he still has the blessing of the martial god body, and there is also the divine sword in his hand, until the last moment, he will never admit defeat.

"You?"

Just when the mysterious man was about to continue the temptation, Zhang Ling didn't listen to him at all, and directly cut his palm with the divine sword, and after the blood flowed to the body of the divine sword, the brilliance that bloomed was even stronger than before, and even the sound of the dragon roaring in the divine sword could be faintly heard.

This scene made the mysterious man extremely jealous, he knew that the power of the artifact was huge, after all, he was only a spiritual sense, if he was really stimulated by Zhang Ling's full potential of this artifact, then his situation would be really dangerous.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, and immediately came to Zhang Ling's body in a flash, wanting to stop Zhang Ling's move, but he found that he was late.

He was shocked to find that under the endless anger and war intent, Zhang Ling's speed at this time did not decrease but increased, and he actually dodged his own blow sideways like a ghost, and then at this moment, Zhang Ling swept with a blood-stained divine sword and swept past the mysterious man's neck.

The mystery man was simply shocked, but fortunately, he was a great power, experienced in fighting with masters, and his instinctive reaction was very quick, and he happened to dodge the blow, but it scared him a lot.

Although it is only the spiritual consciousness that comes, for those who have cultivated deeply, the spiritual consciousness or the primordial spirit is their second body, and if the spiritual consciousness is injured or destroyed, it will be difficult for their cultivation to advance in the future, and this will undoubtedly have a huge impact on him.

It is precisely because of this that mysterious people are so jealous.

"I don't understand why my blood will work on this sword, but as long as it can hurt you, even if I shed more blood, I am willing, and today, I will not let you leave safely. ”

Zhang Ling saw that after the mysterious man dodged his blow, he jumped away in a panic, and a trace of panic appeared in his eyes, he knew that his opportunity had come, and he was ready to face the attack, and he would not let him have a chance to leave in style.

He threw the sword into the air again, levitating it above his head, using his spiritual sense to control the sword, and then used the power of the Martial God's rudimentary form to prepare to give the mysterious man a dense attack.

The figure flashed, Zhang Ling broke through the wind again, this time he used the power of the martial god body, waved his hands and feet, and the strength was even more domineering, coupled with the cooperation of the Teng Movement Fighting Technique, after several battles, it actually made the mysterious man a little flustered.

"Another extraordinary power, it seems to come from the limbs of his body, how many secrets does this kid have?"

Although Zhang Ling's martial god body at this time is only a prototype, it is a powerful inheritance after all, and the spiritual power contained in it is unfathomable, and Zhang Ling is angry at the moment, and the potential power of the martial god body is completely stimulated between the surging emotions.

Because he could clearly feel that this force seemed to be born to restrain the Demon Dao Exercises, which was a kind of suppression of the Origin Momentum.

In addition, at this time, the divine sword above Zhang Ling's head would sneak attack him from time to time, which suddenly made him scramble, and gradually, he seemed to have a retreat.

"Hmph, if you want to leave, it's not that easy, I said, today, I have to make you pay something. ”

Seeing the mysterious man retreating while fighting, Zhang Ling couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and the movements and skills in his hands were even higher to a higher level, because he had already secretly made up his mind that he must avenge the old man.