Chapter Forty-Eight, Victory

"Bastard! bastard!" Wang Ba shouted unwillingly. "Why?

Wang Ba didn't expect that his idea would turn into a dream bubble just after it was born.

At the same time, he was also unwilling, but he didn't expect that he had worked hard for nearly ten years, and in the end, he couldn't compare to the kid who didn't dry up.

"Let's go!" Wang Ba resolutely decided to run away. Although he is impulsive, he is not a fool, and now this situation is obviously unbeatable, and if he doesn't run, he will have to wait for death.

In fact, the pale young man turned around and ran when Ling Tian landed his sword on the black-clothed youth, and at this time he had already run five or six meters.

When Wang Ba turned around, he found it, and scolded: "Fuck, bastard!" But he didn't dare to stop and run away.

Ling Tian turned his head to find the two people who had escaped, "Yo ho!

Ling Tian chased after him, they all forced themselves to use their hands with heavy strength, this load was very large, if they didn't take some returns and ask for some interest, it was not Ling Tian's style.

"Little Wang Ba, what are you running?" Ling Tian shouted as he chased, "Wasn't it quite horizontal just now, why did you run?"

"Kind of stop and fight with me for 800 rounds. Little Wang Ba!"

There are still 800 rounds, and now he can't even take a single move. Wang Ba really felt like he had eaten in his heart at this time, and he was holding back a breath of anger in his heart but had nowhere to release it.

I can only say in my heart, little bastard, one day I will trample you under my feet.

Kang Feng and Yang Ye were really dumbfounded at this time, they were still besieged just now, and now they were completely reversed so quickly, two dead and two escaped, and the people who were still nightmares for the three of them before, let the three of them fall into a desperate situation for a while, but now they are being hunted down and killed like lost dogs.

At this time, they were full of admiration for Ling Tian, a savage-like person who suddenly descended from the sky. The nightmare that he could barely resist came to the hands of this person, and the dead and wounded fled and fled.

In fact, this is not because the strength of these three people is very different from Ling Tian, in fact, the cultivation of each of the three of them is above Ling Tian, and the main reason why they can't beat the people of these mercenary groups is because of the common problem of these martial disciples in the sect - lack of actual combat experience.

These martial disciples generally don't have any tasks to do in the sect, they are generally doing penance in the hope of becoming warriors as soon as possible, and they usually cut with the people of the same sect at most, so there can be no danger, so they don't have much experience. And this mercenary is different, they are facing danger almost every day, fighting with death every day, these experiences are incomparable to the disciples of the sect who live in the ivory tower, plus the people who were attacked at the beginning so they couldn't beat the mercenary group is also understandable.

And Ling Tian was different for more than two months, every day he was under Han Ning's high-intensity perverted training, every day he was fighting fierce soul beasts, as well as the anti-heaven skills taught by Han Ning, plus Shocking Heaven was originally a combat genius, so there was no problem at all in abusing these people, Ling Tian even had a feeling that he had almost no opponents under the warriors.

"Don't run!" Ling Tian shouted.

Ling Tian strode forward with the Black-Striped Sword, leaving a footprint about half an inch deep on the ground with every step he fell.

Wang Ba and the pale young man heard the sound of getting closer and closer, and the more anxious they became.

"Bastard, don't follow me!" the pale young man scolded, but not to Ling Tian but to the king behind him.

After speaking, he changed direction and wanted to run in the other direction, and pointed at Wang Ba as he ran: "Strong man! No, handsome man, there is a debtor and a master, everything was told by this bastard to do it." I'm going to look for you and find him!"

But unexpectedly, as soon as the pale young man wanted to change direction, Wang Ba chased after him with both feet, grabbed the pale young man's shoulder, and said viciously: "Since this is the case, then you should die!"

Wang Ba grabbed the pale young man and threw him back, but the pale young man was thrown away before he could react, and smashed straight towards Ling Tian, who was chasing.

Ling Tian raised his sword in surprise and swept the pale youth aside.

This seems to be a random sweep, but it is not ordinary to act on the defenseless pale youth, after all, the sword is so heavy and the power is so great.

But when Ling Tian swept the pale youth over, Wang Ba had already struggled to run wildly again. Seeing that the distance was getting farther and farther away, Ling Tian suddenly stopped, exerted his strength with both hands, and threw the black-veined sword out.

The black-veined sword turned into a black shadow, like a predatory beast, breaking through the air flow and rushing towards Wang Ba.

Wang Ba heard the violent wind, looked back, his pupils shrank sharply, and he quickly turned around and put the big knife in front of him. Just kidding, he had tried the power of this sword just now, and if he was hit, it was estimated that even he would split it in half.

"Bang!"

The black-streaked sword did not completely hit Wang Ba, but grazed it from the side, but this was also uncomfortable for Wang Ba, and the big knife in his hand was taken off, and he was also shocked away.

Wang Ba fell to the side, and after rolling a few times, Wang Ba spat out a mouthful of blood, not even daring to take the weapon, and glanced at Ling Tian's seriously injured body with resentment and burrowed into the woods.

The pale young man went to the ground, blood foam gushed out of his mouth, stared at the direction where Wang Ba was gone, and moved his mouth, if he could speak clearly, he would definitely say, I will not let you go if I die.

Ling Tian watched Wang Ba go away and stopped chasing him, because at this time, Ling Tian's body and soul had almost reached the limit.

Ling Tian's hands could already feel a clear pain, and they were already shaking slightly. Moreover, Ling Tian already felt a little dizzy. I'm afraid it's not good for him to chase him any longer, and besides, in this dangerous soul beast mountain range, he can't rest assured that the injured fat man trio.

Ling Tian sat on the ground gasping for breath, using heavy energy was very physically exhausting.

Ling Tian hurriedly let his tense muscles and soul relax, so that he could feel better, but despite this, Ling Tian still recovered after a while.

Ling Tian went to retrieve the black-veined sword, and made up for it when he passed by the pale youth, because Ling Tian could still see the ups and downs of his chest, and now that he had become a mortal enemy, he couldn't let it go, otherwise he would leave a hidden arrow for himself, and maybe when he would suddenly appear and give you a fatal blow.

Ling Tian came to the fat three and saw that their wounds had been bandaged.

Warriors will bring some healing elixir when they walk outside, after all, warriors are a group of people who are often injured, just now they were just patronizing and running for their lives and had no time to deal with their wounds.

The fat man has fallen into a coma.

Seeing Ling Tian's arrival, Kang Feng hurriedly stood up, his body was still a little shaky, his face was still pale but his spirit was good. Yang Ye didn't have much trouble except for the injury on his hand, he also stood up and looked at Ling Tian with a curious expression behind Kang Feng.

Kang Feng said: "Thank you senior brother for saving me!" In Xia Kangfeng, this is Yang Ye, and the fat man is Tian Yu. May I ask what is the name of the senior brother?"

"Oh, don't call me Senior Brother, I'm the same age as you, just call me Ling Tian. Ling Tian smiled and muttered in his heart, Now I am still a miscellaneous disciple, and I want to divide the seniority, it is estimated that I am still one step behind you!

Ling Tian originally thought that he was going to break away from the Wuji Gate, after all, he had already apprenticed to his master, but he didn't expect that Shizun would let him go back, what Shizun said as long as he didn't worship others as teachers, it would be the same, Ling Tian also listened to Shizun Han Ning say that he wanted to pit some old turtle and order something. It didn't matter if Ling Tian saw that his master didn't care about him, after all, he had lived there for nearly five years, and he still had a certain amount of feelings.

"Ling Tian!" Yang Ye murmured softly behind Kang Feng.

"Then I'll call you Brother Ling?" Kang Feng said heartily.

"Whatever!"

"As for those people, it's a little meaning, I also look at those people very unhappy, and I have a grudge against that little Wang Ba, I didn't expect that stinky and shameless little Wang Ba to actually beat three out of six and sneak attack. So it's just a matter of picking them up and don't care. Ling Tian continued.

"How can you not care about the grace of saving your life! Brother Ling, in the future, as long as there is something useful to us, just open your mouth, and there will be no ambiguity. ”

"Okay, I'll remember your words. If there is anything you need help with in the future, you will definitely find Brother Kang, don't postpone it in the future. Haha!" Ling Tian felt that this Kang Feng had been letting the seriously injured person and the girl go first just now, and he was a rare person worthy of intersecting.

"Definitely won't postpone!" Kang Feng affirmed.

"By the way, Brother Ling, do you know the fat man?"