"Fatty, come and help!" Sun Zhicheng was overjoyed when he saw the fat man on the side, and shouted.

Sun Zhicheng's cultivation at this time has already reached the realm of a third-order warrior, but the other party is not a weak chicken, especially Li Jiaxing, if he is not careful, he will be injured, just now is the best proof.

But if you add the fat man, it's different. The fat man's flying needle Sun Zhicheng has seen it a long time ago, although it is a little difficult to cause harm to the other party, but it is better than surprise, if it is used to harass, it is very powerful, if the two of them join forces, Sun Zhicheng has the confidence to crush Li Jiaxing and them.

The fat man glanced at Ling Tian, who was confronting Morey with a sword in one hand, and did not hesitate, and immediately joined Sun Zhicheng and Li Jiaxing and others to fight.

He could see the collision between Ling Tian and Morey just now, Ling Tian had the upper hand, so he didn't need to worry.

"That's not going to work, wasn't you very confident just now!" Ling Tian held the black-veined sword in one hand and pointed diagonally at the ground, and smiled at Morey with the other behind him.

Morey's face became ugly when he heard this, but he was still not to be outdone, "Hmph, it's just brute force, I'll let you see the power of the samurai." ”

Immediately, light cyan force poured out of Morey's body, gathered in his arms, and spread on the strange long knife, forming a layer of pale cyan film.

"The subtlety of force is beyond the comprehension of a waste like you. Morey shouted and attacked Ling Tian with a strange long knife.

"You'd better die obediently!"

The look of astonishment on Morey's face as Ling Tian's blow knocked him back disappeared and was replaced by a bloodthirsty sneer.

He was repelled just now because he didn't use force to compete with Ling Tian with the strength of his pure body, although he lost slightly, but that only showed that Ling Tian's body was relatively strong, and the foundation of a martial artist was still force after all.

Now Morey is very confident, because he used force, or all the force cultivated by a third-order warrior, and it is an iron law that a warrior can't beat a warrior, no, this is a law! Not to mention that he is still a warrior who has already stepped into a third-order warrior and even touched the threshold of the fourth-order, and Ling Tian, who is still in the realm of martial artists, is completely different, Morey believes that as long as Ling Tian does not dodge, he will definitely be cut in half by himself, as for Ling Tian, will he dodge, is he dodging? The speed of his wind attribute is not covered.

Therefore, Morey was very confident that Ling Tian would definitely die no matter what.

Thinking of this, Morey's smile was even more calm, and his rather handsome face gradually distorted.

Ling Tian faced Morey who was rushing towards him, the smile on his face was still there, but his eyes had already become solemn when Morey used force, although Morey, who had become stronger, was not a threatening existence in the eyes of Ling Tian now, but Ling Tian would not despise him, because despising the opponent Ling Tian would not do, no matter who the opponent was, no matter how sure he was to outperform the opponent. Because when he was in the Soul Beast Mountain Range, he had already tasted the consequences of despising his opponent.

The taste of capsizing in the gutter, Ling Tian didn't want to taste it again.

At this time, Ling Tian, who was originally holding a sword in one hand, had also become a two-handed sword.

Stomping on the ground with the soles of his feet, Ling Tian also rushed towards Morey with the black-veined sword in both hands, Ling Tian didn't plan to hide, it was his goal to quickly deal with Morey and the others.

Hey, hey, stupid, you're dead!

Seeing that Ling Tian didn't hide but rushed up against him, Morey smiled secretly.

In that case, I will fulfill you.

Suddenly, the thin film of force adhered to Morey's long knife actually swelled up violently, but in an instant, the knife became like a small tornado was rolling.

Martial arts?!

Ling Tian saw the sudden change of force on the long knife, and his heart immediately had a conclusion.

"It's also your honor to die under the 'Stormy Wind Slash'. Mo Lei, who came to Ling Tian, sneered, and without hesitation, he slashed the strange long knife containing martial arts in his hand.

Morey's words confirmed Ling Tian's conjecture, and then Ling Tian secretly said in his heart, since this is the case, then ...... One weight!

The muscles and bones on Ling Tian's arms moved in a strange but rhythmic rhythm, and in an instant, a sense of surging power filled Ling Tian's arms.

10,000 for one arm, 20,000 for both arms!

Ling Tian's eyes flickered with essence as he swung the black-veined sword in his hand and slashed at it.

In an instant, strange swords and black swords intersected, and there was no sound of metal colliding, only the sound of the wind rolling in martial arts.

The tornado on the strange knife rolled even more violently when it came into contact with the black sword, as if it was about to tear the black sword in front of it apart.

The robe on Ling Tian's body was also blown close to his body by the wind, and his face was also painful by the residual wind.

Ling Tian's hand holding the sword was as if he had been whipped by a whip, and his arms were also shaking with the tremendous force of the strange knife.

Ling Tian actually slipped backwards little by little at this time.

Morey was also surprised to see that Ling Tian could actually hold up the power of the 'Chaotic Wind Slash'. You must know that 'Chaotic Wind Slash' is a mid-grade martial art of the mortal rank, and its power is not bad, but at this time, it was blocked by a martial artist, which made him not surprised.

However, Morey saw that Ling Tian was constantly retreating, and sneered, "Go die!"

Immediately, the output of force instantly reached the limit, and the tornado on the sword body also immediately swelled up, and he wanted to crush Ling Tian alive.

Facing the swollen tornado, Ling Tian's eyes froze, and he shouted in his heart: This is not enough......! Double!

More powerful power erupted on Ling Tian's arms, the arms hidden in the sleeves only swelled slightly, and the contours of the muscles were more obvious, and they didn't directly tear up their clothes like last time.

Break it for me!

Ling Tian stomped on the ground to stop his retreating figure, and with his arms swinging the black-veined sword, he actually broke through the tornado in Morey's terrified gaze.

Before Morey could react, the Black-Striped Sword smashed into Morey's chest.

"Poof!"

Morey spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew upside down, making a long mark on the ground before hitting a large tree before stopping.

Ling Tian didn't stop, holding the black-veined sword and walking straight towards Morey step by step, Ling Tian was going to kill him here.

Morey threatened Ling Tian to do things for him when he didn't know Ling Tian, refused to cooperate and injured Ling Tian, and now he still wants to kill himself, Ling Tian naturally won't show mercy to his subordinates.

Morey was half-leaning on the trunk of a tree, and a bloody sword mark spread from Morey's left shoulder to his right lower abdomen, and blood kept oozing from it.

As soon as Morey reacted, before he could fully feel the pain in his chest, he saw Ling Tian's figure constantly enlarging in front of him, and said angrily, "Bastard, you dare to hurt me?"

"Huh, you're going to kill me, why don't I dare!, okay, now you're going to die!" Ling Tian teased, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes. Ling Tian never took the initiative to cause trouble, but since others provoked him, he had to pay the corresponding price.

"You ......"

"Hahaha! You want to kill me?" Morey was not afraid at this time, and laughed a little crazy, "Do you really think you can kill me?" Hahaha~

"Oh! Why?" Ling Tian smiled playfully, still approaching Morey step by step, and Yu Guang saw that Li Jiaxing and Li Jianhao were also gradually suppressed by Sun Zhicheng and the fat man, and now no one saved him at all.

Morey stopped laughing wildly, clutching his bleeding chest, staring at Ling Tian with his eyes like poisonous snakes, and said viciously, "Hong Shuang, kill him for me!"

"Hong Shuang?" Ling Tian said darkly.

And anyone?!

The bad premonition in Ling Tian's heart was even stronger.

"Hmph, I can't keep you!" Ling Tian quickened his pace, raising the black-veined sword and was about to slash it.

Morey's pupils shrank sharply, he wanted to escape, but his body was weak, his legs were not obedient, he could only watch the blade of the black striped sword continue to enlarge in Morey's eyes, at this time Morey felt the threat to his life, and finally panicked, "Bastard, do you know who I am? You dare to kill me? You ......"

Ling Tian was unmoved, and the black-veined sword in his hand still fell fiercely.

Sou!

Just as the black-veined sword fell, an inch away from Morey's head, a white figure flew out of the dense forest behind Morey.

This was followed by the sound of metal intersecting.

At the last moment, a silver spear head resisted the momentum of the black-veined sword falling, and there was still undried bright red blood on the root of the spear head, I don't know if it was a human or a soul beast.

Suddenly, a huge force came and Ling Tian was violently pushed back several steps, Ling Tian suddenly felt even more dangerous, and saw that the spear turned into several afterimages in a flash, stabbing several spear heads at him in a row, Ling Tian hurriedly put the black-veined sword in front of him.

Ding Ding Ding ~

A dense sound of gold and iron intersecting sounded.

Ling Tian immediately took a few steps back and pulled the distance, looking at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him.

I saw that the person who came was wearing the same white outer disciple clothes as Ling Tian and the others, with a sturdy body, a head taller than Ling Tian, with an ordinary appearance but an indifferent expression, but a pair of eyes were as sharp as a falcon, holding a silver spear, blocking in front of Morey.

"Are you Hong Shuang?" Ling Tian looked at the person in front of him, and said in a tone that was not salty or light.

"Quick, kill him, kill him for me! Hurry up!" Morey shouted frantically when he saw Hong Shuang.

"You're special. Hong Shuang didn't pay attention to Morey's frantic shouts, but stared at Ling Tian and said lightly.

"Oh, is it!" Ling Tian could feel a faint sense of oppression, this Hong Shuang's strength was not ordinary, at least Ling Tian had never met anyone who could give him such a feeling, but Ling Tian did not panic in the slightest, squinted his eyes and replied calmly.

"Hong Shuang, I asked you to kill him for me, you didn't ......"

Hong Shuang suddenly turned his head to stare at Morey, who was instantly frightened and didn't dare to say another word.

Then, Hong Shuang said lightly: "I want to increase the price!"

"As long as you kill him for me, I'll give you whatever you want!" Morey calmed down, his eyes were blood-red, staring at Ling Tian full of malice, he almost died at Ling Tian's hands just now, he had never been so close to death, Morey agreed to Hong Shuang's request without thinking about it.

"Now that the conditions have been negotiated!" Hong Shuang turned his head, raised his blood-stained spear and pointed it at Ling Tian, and said lightly, "Then...... Next, please die!"

"Then it depends on whether you have the strength or not!"