Lin Ling clearly said 'dead people', but Fang Zhan heard it as 'four people', which showed that their three-person team had already captured the time runes of four people.

However, after the time rune was seized, shouldn't they leave this Yunmeng Mountain Sea Chart immediately? Even if it didn't disappear, wouldn't the three of Fang Zhan feel strange at all!

Mo Le'an's sword was not the flowing cloud six swords, but it seemed a little stiff, but in this moment, Lin Ling's actions were forced into an extremely embarrassing situation.

Originally, he was going to jump up to avoid this sword, but unexpectedly, this sword bent in the air and slashed down again. If he really jumps, he will be in his way.

The original exquisite swordsmanship, although it is no longer so wonderful in his hands, is definitely a swordsmanship that he can control.

The swordsmanship that suits you is the best swordsmanship.

Lin Ling's heart secretly praised that he was able to give up the original subtle moves and simplify the complex, so that he could improve his strength to the highest. To have this kind of courage, this Mo Le'an can also be regarded as a talent.

However, although his swordsmanship is wonderful, the strength in it, even if it is carried with spiritual power, still cannot be compared to the claw of the wolf elephant.

Behind him was the darkness that was constantly approaching, Lin Ling didn't want to waste any more time, and faced the sword with great spiritual power, and hit it in the chest!

"Is he crazy!" Kang Pengshan and Fang Zhan exclaimed at the same time, although this outer disciple was just a cannon fodder character, they never dreamed that this was a stubborn junior disciple who would rather be broken than broken.

Fang Zhan immediately sneered, "Even if it's dead, it's his own doing!" Elder and Shouzao asked, it has nothing to do with us, at most it's Mo Le'an's own business!"

Kang Pengshan and Fang Zhan are both in the same physical training department, and the two have a good relationship, but this Mo Le'an just met halfway.

Kang Pengshan heard Fang Zhan's words, couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and lowered his head.

Mo Le'an was also taken aback by Lin Ling's actions, and it was too late to put away the sword!

Only a crisp sound of "dang" was heard, and Mo Le'an's sword seemed to have stabbed a steel plate, and the trembling hilt shook his tiger's mouth to the point that his palm was numb.

A sword against the chest!

Mo Le'an shook his head, and Lin Ling immediately grabbed the sword with his backhand!

The strong horizontal force of the training body easily snatched the sharp sword in Mo Le'an's hand.

With the long sword in hand, Lin Ling's momentum rose again, as if a fierce beast began to grind its teeth and roar.

Mo Le'an's heart trembled inexplicably, without the sword, he lost his greatest reliance.

"You, how is it possible!" Mo Le'an looked at Lin Ling's unharmed chest and retreated again and again.

Lin Ling's torn clothes revealed a hint of pitch-black color, Fang Zhan stared at it for a long time, and then he gasped and said, "That's a weight-bearing vest commonly used for physical training!

"It's good that you can choose the swordsmanship that suits you!" Although Lin Ling was a head shorter than Mo Le'an, his words were still domineering, "But your talent has already restrained your swordsmanship, but I don't have time to talk to you now!"

Lin Ling's punch is like the wind, with the momentum of thunder!

Mo Le'an was originally practicing gas quality, but now that he has lost his sword, he is even more at a loss in his heart.

This punch came extremely fast, and before he could react, Lin Ling turned around and snatched the scabbard from his waist suddenly, and at the same time increased his speed again, running towards the center of the range.

Since the three people in front of him didn't listen to his advice, Lin Ling also felt that he was benevolent and righteous, and because he heard superhuman hearing, he heard Fang Zhan's words.

With a blade like a scabbard, Lin Ling did not hesitate and accelerated to run.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed, and two figures blocked Lin Ling's way.

These two tall and burly figures forcibly sealed the route that Lin Ling had left.

It had been nearly an hour since he entered the Yunmeng Mountain Sea Chart, and after Fang Zhan had hastily formed a three-person team, he had only met four of his fellow disciples, but this was also what had just happened.

Therefore, counting the time runes that the three of them took away from those four people, in total, their time was only half an hour.

So, time is the most precious!

A hint of coldness flashed in Lin Ling's eyes, and the surging anger slowly accumulated in his chest.

Lin Ling said angrily: "Don't get in my way! I don't want to say it a second time!"

"Joke! A mere outer disciple would dare to look at no one like this! I really don't know what this outer disciple has taken a fancy to you in this once-in-a-decade trial! Phew!" Fang Zhan snorted heavily, his face full of disdain.

The sword is out of the sheath, and the frost is piercing.

Under the originally gloomy sky, a faint rain fell faintly.

"Up!" Fang Zhan glanced at Kang Pengshan, "It's just your luck to be able to take away the matching sword from Mo Le'an, hand over your time rune quickly!"

Kang Pengshan rushed towards Lin Ling like a bullet, roaring the madness of battle in his throat!

Raise your sword, the wind rises!

The sword in Lin Ling's hand sounded with gusts of wind and thunder, but he didn't use a trace of spiritual power, and forced Kang Pengshan in the middle stage of refining his body to retreat step by step!

"Fengyun Sword! No, there is also the Thundercloud Sword! There is also the Phantom Cloud Sword! and ......" Mo Le'an, who was carefully staring at Lin Ling's sword, stared at it in disbelief, "The six swords in the six swords of Liuyun penetrate each other, but how can he be so coherent!"

Although Fang Zhan was a physical cultivator, he had naturally learned the Liuyun Six Swords as the basic swordsmanship of the Cangji Sect.

However, without cooperating with Qi cultivation, it was impossible to fully exert the power of the Liuyun Six Swords. The person in front of him is only an outer disciple, and he is also practicing physical cultivation......

Fang Zhan suddenly remembered something, and a trace of shock appeared on his face.

A year ago, I heard that in the martial arts training square, their senior brother Chen Ma, who usually gave to his disciples, had been defeated by the sword of an outer disciple, and he was also defeated by the hands of Liuyun Six Swords.

But everyone knows that the outer disciple did not teach the Liuyun Six Swords, and the outer disciple who defeated Chen Ma wrote it down by himself after watching Chen Ma's attack on the spot!

Could this be him?

This time, Fang Zhan's eyes finally became jealous, and he roared violently: "I'll come too!"

"Senior brother, you ......" Mo Le'an, who was standing not far away, shouted anxiously, and then stopped abruptly, and his next words may always be known only to him.

The sharp pain in his chest swallowed his words back, and it was a sword that pierced his chest without warning, and the slippery drops of blood turned into broken jade beads along the blade and dripped to the ground.

"Are you...... Shu Nan ...... "Mo Le'an turned his head in despair, and his gaze finally touched the face that was as cold as frost.

Slight raindrops fell on Lin Ling's face, a little cold and a little fishy.

Fang Zhan and Kang Pengshan froze, and Lin Ling touched the raindrops on his face......

It was a scarlet stain of blood.