"Three?" Lin Ling has been exhausted in physical and spiritual power after two battles, and now this old shrimp is deliberately showing weakness, just giving himself a step to go down, maybe he can avoid fighting this strange man.

But Lin Ling's eagerness to fight made him inexplicably excited, and even he himself was surprised by his words: "Haven't you lost yet? If you lose, I will let you know that you have lost!"

The old shrimp snorted coldly and shouted, "What a big breath! What if I win?"

Lin Ling bowed his body, fully guarded, and said coldly, "You can't win! I must avenge Fluttershy's revenge! Let you Dahe Sanxian become the real Sanxian today!"

Lin Ling's face was wrapped in layers of cloth, and the only thing he could see was his chilling eyes.

These eyes, like a fierce beast, firmly locked on the old shrimp, which made him uncomfortable.

The old shrimp bent up suddenly, and said angrily: "If I win, I will gouge out your eyes, so that you will never see the sunset today!"

The old shrimp's crooked body suddenly bounced away!

Three cold rays sprayed in Lin Ling's direction like bows and arrows off the string.

The wind was howling, and under the scorching sun, the three cold blades were like water droplets, small but with a chill, shooting at Lin Ling not far away at an extremely fast speed.

If it weren't for Lin Ling's cultivation of the Qingfeng Technique day and night in the past month, and subtly strengthening his senses several times, otherwise he would never have been able to see the 'hidden sword' of many heroes that Lao Shrimp had slashed with him.

But what if you see it clearly?

Fifteen steps away, when Lin Ling reflected, it was only a matter of three steps.

The three blades shot at Lin Ling's head, chest, and abdomen respectively, and sealed the space for sideways dodging in a triangular snake shape.

This killer move can not be described as unclever.

It can be seen that the exercises practiced by the three of them at the beginning were not general.

Since he couldn't dodge left and right, Lin Ling made a quick decision and immediately lay down on the ground!

The three cold rays of light reflected the scorching sunlight and flew away from Lin Ling's eyes, as long as he was at night for a second, he would inevitably be stabbed by one of the blades.

Just as Lin Ling came back to his senses and was about to fight back, the flying knife that was originally shooting at his abdomen suddenly drew a strange arc, and the sword turned ninety degrees and slammed down.

Towards Lin Ling's forehead, he galloped down!

Cultivating Qi in the middle of the vein! It's the same as Li Huai's cultivation, but his actual combat is many times higher than Li Huai's!

"Imperial Qi?!" A spirit in Lin Ling's mind quickly aimed the imperial qi that usually acted on the weight-bearing vest at the flying knife that stabbed him.

As soon as the thought arrived, Lin Ling's mind felt that it had been hammered heavily by a sledgehammer! The flying knife actually paused for a moment because of this.

But his own imperial energy was like a nail, and he was hammered back by the other party.

It can be seen that the gap between his own imperial qi and the other party is too big, and Lin Ling hurriedly rolled on a donkey.

Without Lin Ling's imperial qi and mental power, the flying knife stabbed into the soil like the claws of a giant beast, deep into the hilt!

Before Lin Ling could come to his senses, his sky suddenly darkened, and it was clearly an old shrimp jumping into the air.

At this moment, his body is no longer curled, but more like a straight spear, murderous!

Out of nowhere, he found two daggers in his hands, and there were still five sharp knives on his chest, the blades were outward, and the handles were not inside his clothes.

The cold light has no sunlight reflection, only the icy temperature of death.

Lao Shrimp's slightly wrinkled face showed layers of wrinkles because of pride: "There is a way in heaven that you don't go, and there is no door in hell for you to break in." Little brother, this is the end of your nosy!"

"Hold the moon and kill!"

Before Lin Ling could recover from that thrilling moment, the old shrimp fell from the sky like a goshawk.

Five knife tips in his arms and two daggers in his hands.

Just like that, fiercely, tightly hugged Lin Ling!

The two daggers in his hands stabbed mercilessly into the ribs!

"In the early stage of physical training, hehe, don't think about being invulnerable. Little brother, you're going to die!" Old Shrimp's body finally ended the day's bending, and he enjoyed the pleasure of stretching.

That's the joy of killing......

A trace of panic flashed on Lin Ling's face, this old shrimp's attack was too weird. At the moment of lightning, who would have thought that hugging others like this would be his killer move?

Five long knives entered the body, and two daggers were inserted into Lin Ling's ribs, a certain death! Even if the master in his mouth came, there was no way to stop the two of them from sticking to each other's bodies!

"I see if you have anything else to say!" Old Shrimp's face twisted and smiled, and there was only Lin Ling's heavy panting sound under him.

Lao Shrimp had already made a plan in his heart to wait for the dog cub to die before taking his body away and throwing it into the river, so that even the master in his mouth would have no way to find out his whereabouts.

But I'm really curious, why is this guy wrapped in strips of cloth all over his body, and how ugly is this?

But it doesn't matter, no matter how ugly it is, it's just a corpse!

Until the body under him suddenly stopped struggling, just when the old shrimp thought it was successful.

It was so cold that it seemed to crawl out of hell, and a whispered mockery came from under the old shrimp.

"Didn't you say you wanted to gouge out my eyes?"

"No, it's impossible...... At this moment, the old shrimp hugged Lin Ling's body hard again, so that the tip of the knife in his chest stabbed into his body fiercely, and the two daggers in his hands were forceful, forceful......

But he couldn't move forward a bit.

There was despair in the eyes of the old shrimp, but he finally understood something: "What is the strip of cloth on your body?"

There was no wordless answer, just a fist with a terrifying roar, which slammed hard into his temple!

The old shrimp's body rolled five or six times along the fist, and then finally stopped, and the dazzling scorching sun shot again so that the old shrimp couldn't open his eyes.

The two daggers in Lao Shrimp's hands had been scattered to the side, and only the five swords on his chest were still glowing with cold light and faint bloodstains.

The ground he rolled on also left deep knife marks and shallow blood marks.

It was Lin Ling's blood.

The old shrimp struggled to prop himself up, and his eyes, which were originally shining, were dull and sluggish.

Although Lin Ling's punch did not have the power of a trembling fist, it also had a strength of nearly a hundred catties. And Lao Shrimp is just practicing Qi into the pulse, and his body is weaker than his body, and this punch is enough to make him in a trance.

Scarlet blood slowly overflowed from the old shrimp's seven orifices, his body shook a little, and finally he fell to the ground heavily, and hoarse breathing sounded in his throat, proving that he was not dead.

The head was squarely hit by Lin Ling's nearly 100 catties of fists, but he didn't die on the spot, which shows the depth of this old shrimp's cultivation.

Lin Ling stood up, his eyes were cold, five blood stains on his chest flowed out of his brown coat, and the blood stains on his ribs slowly dripped onto the loess along the corners of his clothes.

"It seems that the one who can't see the sunset today is you!"