"Up"

Ling Tian let out a loud shout and rushed towards Morey, who was the first.

At this point, there was nothing to say at all, and it was time for the grievances between Ling Tian and them to be resolved.

This battle is either you die or I live.

For the appearance of Morey and the others, Ling Tian didn't take them seriously, but he still took the lead, because Sun Zhicheng's roar was probably already noticed by many people here, and later it would change, and he couldn't stay here any longer, so Ling Tian wanted to strike first, get rid of Morey and the others, and then leave here.

Moreover, Ling Tian had a bad feeling haunting in his heart from just now.

Ling Tian carried the black sword on his back, clenched his fists with five fingers, and attacked Morey and the others first.

Sun Zhicheng also pulled out the ordinary fine iron long knife, and the crimson force spread from his hand, attached to the blade, and followed closely behind Ling Tian.

The fat man's figure was not slow, and when Ling Tian shouted, he followed Ling Tian's side to meet him.

"Is it reasonable to give them to me and be here forever? Morey shouted angrily.

Since they appeared, instead of having the frightened expression he imagined, Ling Tian had a contemptuous look on his face, which had already made Morey very angry, and now that Ling Tian actually dared to take the lead, Morey felt that this was a provocation to him, a naked insult. The fact that an ambushed man despised him so much made Morey intolerable.

Li Jiaxing had already drawn his sword when Ling Tian rushed up, and the golden force enveloped the long sword, and the sharp light poured out on the tip of the sword.

Compared to the last time he fought against Ling Tian, his strength at this time was obviously stronger.

Li Jianhao, who was closest to Ling Tian, had already opened his feet and rushed towards Ling Tian, his fists clenched, the earthy yellow force swirling around him, and the smile on his face seemed to feel the pleasure of ravaging Ling Tian to the fullest.

Broke through to the samurai?

Ling Tian looked at Li Jianhao's wilting force in his hand as he rushed towards him, and a moment of astonishment flashed on his face, but it also disappeared in an instant.

So what, it's just a samurai, and it's not like I haven't beaten it!

Li Jianhao saw Ling Tian's still indifferent expression on the other side, and suddenly became angry in his heart, and shouted: "Hmph, the true strength of a warrior is not something that a miscellaneous waste like you can understand, feel the absolute power of a warrior!"

Immediately, a punch slammed into Ling Tian's face, and the earthy yellow force was a little thicker than just now.

Absolute power?

Ling Tian heard Li Jianhao's ghost scream, and his heart was even more disdainful, how many two is this kid!

Don't you know how Li Jiaxing was defeated by me?

Indeed, Ling Tian was a person who could even be beaten apart by a high degree of condensation with special methods, that is, martial arts, and it would be strange if he felt it in the face of a fist that was only wrapped in force.

Facing the oncoming fist, Ling Tian also waved his fist calmly, the fist was smooth and white, not like a man's hand at all.

"Look for death!" Li Jianhao saw that Ling Tian didn't dodge or dodge, and he also swung his fist at him and shouted.

At the same time, the punch force was a few points heavier, and the output of the earthy yellow force also reached his maximum peak.

The smile on Li Jianhao's face was even more hideous, as if he had just arrived at the scene where Ling Tian vomited blood and flew upside down.

Rumble!

The two fists collided firmly, but Li Jianhao's imaginary scene of Ling Tian flying out upside down did not appear, but he himself felt a huge force rushing from Ling Tian's fist.

Suddenly, before Li Jianhao could react, he flew out upside down.

One punch!

Li Jianhao, who had become a warrior, was actually knocked away by Ling Tian's punch.

You must know that a warrior is a person who can use force, that is the real starting point of a martial artist, and there is a qualitative gap between a warrior who only relies on physical strength to fight, that is an insurmountable gap, theoretically speaking, even a person who has just entered the warrior has the strength to single-handedly fight five ninth-order martial artists, but now these common senses seem to be no longer valid in Ling Tianna.

This is the domineering of the secondary quenching, with the physique of almost a warrior, without fear of force, coupled with Ling Tian's huge strength, a low-level warrior can be second to every minute.

In the past, although Ling Tian also had the record of a hard warrior, it could also be said to be a trick, because Ling Tian borrowed the particularity of the black sword to absorb force, so he had the record of hard shaking the warrior and breaking up the martial arts, but he had never really touched the opponent's force with his body, but now it was different, Ling Tian repelled Li Jianhao who used force with his physical strength alone.

The current Ling Tiancai is truly qualified to say that he can defeat a warrior with the power of a martial artist.

"How is it possible?!" Flying out upside down, Li Jianhao's face was full of horror, he had no power to resist Ling Tian's punch just now.

And the fist that collided with Ling Tian had already opened its flesh and skin, and he didn't feel the blood flowing, because his entire arm was paralyzed.

"Huh, it's just this effect?" Ling Tian was also surprised to see that he could only knock Li Jianhao away with one punch.

Not because it's powerful, it's because it's so small that it's not as powerful as it could be. In Ling Tian's imagination, this punch should be able to directly abolish Li Jianhao's arm, but now it was only injured.

Ling Tian has successfully completed the second quenching in the past month, but the strength of his flesh has soared to the strength of five thousand in one arm, you must know that before the second quenching, Ling Tian is only in the state of three thousand in one arm, and at that time, Hou Ling Tian can already beat low-level warriors.

This Li Jianhao had obviously just stepped into the samurai, and Ling Tian had already used all his strength with one punch just now, in order to end the battle quickly and leave here. But now, Li Jianhao was only damaged in combat effectiveness, and he was not hurt too much.

"Worthy of a samurai! Ling Tian thought about it and understood.

"Damn!" Li Jiaxing scolded secretly when he saw that Ling Tian was so simple.

"Accept your life!" Then he leaped up and slashed down with a long sword of force.

As soon as Ling Tian wanted to dodge, several flying needles flew from behind him, and what surprised Ling Tian the most was that there was still a trace of silver light flickering on it.

Thunder attribute force!

Ling Tian could see it at a glance, and then Ling Tian felt something, and when he turned his head, he saw that the fat man's chubby hand was holding more than a dozen iron needles, all of which were flashing with electric light.

The fat man has broken through the samurai!

It seems that only he is still a martial artist!

Ling Tian's heart was like electricity, the few people he was familiar with had already become warriors, and only he was still in the realm of martial artists.

It seems that I'm hurrying!" Ling Tian said darkly, not feeling discouraged.

Ling Tian had now completed the second quenching, and the rapidly growing power of the original realm had slowly stabilized, and then Ling Tian only needed an opportunity for him to break through to the realm of warriors naturally, and Ling Tian felt that this day was not far away.

Ding Ding Ding ~

In the face of the flying needle shot by the fat man, Li Jiaxing didn't dare to be careless, so he had to withdraw the long sword that slashed towards Ling Tian to resist the flying needle.

Ling Tian also took the opportunity to sideways and avoided the side.

After Li Jiaxing blocked the fat man's flying needle, he wanted to raise his sword and slash at Ling Tian.

At this time, Sun Zhicheng on the side rushed up and blocked Li Jiaxing.

Bite!

Swords intersect.

"Little star, your opponent is me!" Sun Zhicheng said with a laugh.

"Hmph! It happens to be surnamed Sun, the new account and the old account are calculated together, and I will double the amount you gave to me last time. Li Jiaxing wanted to see it, and there was a wave of anger in his heart. When he entered the Wujimen assessment competition, Sun Zhicheng felt a sense of humiliation for what he had done, and the anger rising in his heart became more intense, sublimated into killing intent.

"Suffer death!" The golden force of the long sword in Li Jiaxing's hand was even more intense.

Sun Zhicheng instantly retreated to the rear, avoiding the edge of the long sword.

"Yo yo! dare not be ashamed, have you forgotten that the flowers are so red!" Sun Zhicheng remembered that day, and he was also embarrassed, although it was just an accident at the time, Sun Zhicheng was still willing to use this incident to make fun of Li Jiaxing.

"Go die!" Li Jiaxing swung his long sword and attacked Sun Zhicheng, his eyes full of murderous intent.

Li Jiaxing has always wanted to kill Sun Zhicheng, but he couldn't do it in the Wuji Gate, but now it's different, no one cares about killing him here.

"Waste, let's die!" Morey held a strange long knife in his hand and slashed towards Ling Tian.

This knife is different from ordinary long knives, only to see that the long knife is slender, and there are many scales on it, just like a long knife is broken into more than a dozen sections, and then put together.

"It's good to come. Ling Tian looked at Morey, who had come to him, and snorted lightly, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

Then, Ling Tian was bare-handed like he had just done before, and with his backhand, he drew the black-veined sword behind him to meet Morey's strange long knife.

Bite!

One-touch to part. Unsurprisingly, Morey took several steps backwards before stopping.

On the other hand, Ling Tian was dressed in white, holding a black sword in one hand, still indifferent, and the black-veined sword weighing five hundred catties was as light as nothing under the power of Ling Tian's arm of five thousand.

This feeling made Ling Tian enjoy it very much, the easy use of the Black Pattern Sword was something he had been looking forward to since he got the Black Pattern Sword, and this day he finally did it.

Now he is the one who really exerts the power of the Black Stripe Sword. It can no longer only be used as a shield as before, or can only be used as a defensive offense, and dare not easily use the black stripe sword to attack, because that would be too burdensome.

"Damn, he's just a martial artist, how can he be so strong?" said Morey as he stopped recoiling and looked in amazement.

There was no fluctuation of force on Ling Tian's body, which meant that Ling Tian had not yet broken through to the martial arts, and everyone could see it, but the strength that Ling Tian displayed was shocking.

"Tsk, the eldest brother is really a pervert!" Sun Zhicheng, who was fighting with Li Jiaxing on the side, saw Ling Tian slash back with a sword, and Mo Lei was secretly speechless.

"Damn, dare to be distracted when fighting with me!" Li Jiaxing saw that Sun Zhicheng was distracted, and immediately seized the opportunity, and waved his long sword horizontally, seeing that he was about to cut Sun Zhicheng's throat.

Sun Zhicheng also felt something, took a step back, and just avoided the blade, but the sharp force still made Sun Zhicheng feel a tingle.

Suddenly, Sun Zhicheng's back felt a strong wind blowing, and he hurriedly flashed aside.

Sun Zhicheng had just dodged away, and a fist covered with earthy yellow force grazed Sun Zhicheng's robe.

"Damn, why are you here to beat me!" Sun Zhicheng screamed after seeing the owner of the fist.

Because the owner of that fist is Li Jianhao.

Before Sun Zhicheng's words fell, Li Jiaxing and Li Jianhao actually tacitly attacked Sun Zhicheng at the same time.

"!" Sun Zhicheng scolded lightly, holding a long knife and blocking again and again, although he was pressed and beaten by the two, he didn't see the slightest panic.

Woohoo!

Just when Li Jiaxing's long sword was about to stab Sun Zhicheng, several flying needles flew from behind Sun Zhicheng's side, directly hitting Li Jiaxing's eyes and other vital places, which was supported by the fat man.

Li Jiaxing also had to give up his attack on Sun Zhicheng again at this time, and returned to his sword to block those flying needles.

And not far behind the fat man, Brother Ming's three soy sauce players were lying on the lift and convulsive, and they were taken care of by the fat man with a few flying needles.

"Fatty, come and help. Seeing this, Sun Zhicheng hurriedly shouted.