This sturdy baboon is worthy of being called the existence of the Scarlet Corpse Crusher, its strength and agility are far beyond ordinary people, and this grandson can also pick up props, and pick up the long sword in the middle of the field before Jiang Ling, which is really beyond Jiang Ling's expectations. Although it was wielded in a disorderly manner, after all, the attack distance was extended, and Jiang Ling could only deal with it carefully.

Originally, Jiang Ling thought that the iron lock punch just now would make the baboon stunned for a moment, but the speed at which the baboon reorganized his posture exceeded Jiang Ling's expectations, and he carelessly let him grab his neck and make a return throw.

The baboon was so powerful that it threw Jiang Ling out like a chicken, and then turned around and slashed with a sword, intending to cut Jiang Ling in half before he landed.

Fortunately, Jiang Ling's reaction was not slow, and he released his spiritual technique at the moment he was thrown out, and a vine rose from the point where he was about to fall, stretched straight like a pillar, Jiang Ling reached out and grabbed the vine, borrowed his strength in mid-air, and forcibly turned over again, falling three steps away.

And the baboon split the sturdy vine with a single sword, and then roared in annoyance, swinging his sword again and slashing at Jiang Ling.

"You're not done yet, are you?" Jiang Ling was also annoyed, and it was a great shame to be chased and cut by a baboon with a sword in front of the public.

From time to time, there were bursts of cheers and cheers from the audience in this gladiatorial arena, but the main object of their support was the baboon...

The host's bright voice also sounded: "Wow, it seems that this time our organizers have really invested in buying a spirit master with good strength, this time there is a good show." ”

"Look at your brother-in-law." Jiang Ling cursed secretly, and at the same time dodged and let go of the slashing long sword.

To be honest, if Jiang Ling was at full speed and didn't care about consumption, even if he didn't summon Zhou Yu, he was sure that he would kill this baboon in a short time.

After all, this baboon is at most the level of a peak martial artist of the earth's turn.

And Jiang Ling has successfully reached the Heavenly Change Realm.

Yes, after Jiang Ling's unremitting efforts, he broke through the threshold without danger and entered the ranks of the Heavenly Change Realm, and he can truly be called a strong man.

The upper limit of his spiritual power and the efficiency of his spiritual operation have made a qualitative leap.

But Jiang Ling doesn't know how the next plot will develop, at least his current battle is very likely to be watched by other players, and there may be continuous battles waiting for him for a while, so at present, he has shown his strength that is still only the upper realm of the earth, leaving plenty of hole cards.

"But it's not good to consume it like this, so let's be a little more serious." Jiang Ling looked at the baboons that were culled, and his eyes were a little solemn.

When the baboon's figure came two meters away from him, Huo Ran unleashed his spiritual power, and four sharp vines at the front of his feet stabbed diagonally, like spears stabbed by the knight guarding the throne, breaking through the wind.

The baboon was swinging its sword to slash, but the four vine spears burst out suddenly, and even though the baboon reacted quickly, it was still stabbed by two of them, one of which left an inch-deep hole in its chest, and the other stabbed its sword-wielding arm, nearly piercing it.

The sword was thrown away, and it happened to be stuck diagonally beside Jiang Ling.

The baboon stared at Jiang Ling, its eyes showed a fierce light, it roared sharply, waved its claws and tore open the vines, and slaughtered Jiang Ling,

A wild and dangerous aura came to his face, but Jiang Ling didn't move, just reached out and grabbed the sword over there.

"Our Crimson Corpse Breaker is already angry, can our psychic warrior resist its wrath!?"

As soon as the host's words fell, the baboon had already come to Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling's figure instantly "bounced" from the ground.

The baboon pounced on the two vines that rose from the ground, and the sharp claw blades tore through the vines in an instant.

In the next moment, the cold light flashed, and before the baboon could raise its head, it was slashed by the blade of the sword.

"Extreme! Shura plays martial arts! Jiang Ling stared at his eyes and shouted in a straight voice, as if he had put a special move. Of course, in fact, he just riveted enough strength and attached his mind qi to cut it out, and the name of the move was casually beep, the purpose was to confuse others, and there was also an element of the second illness.

In any case, the blow was not light.

The baboon's skull was hard and not split in half, but an open wound appeared on the top of its head.

Then Jiang Ling fell, his feet did not touch the ground, because two more vines rushed out of the ground, taking Jiang Ling back two steps.

The baboon roared in pain, and then it struck again, faster in rage, and it leaped to a certain height, which Jiang Ling could avoid even with the help of the vines.

At this moment, Jiang Ling showed the results of his Jiangnan special training and Shi Yi's devil training, the most important of which was to be in danger in close combat, and to be able to come up with countermeasures calmly and quickly.

The baboon had already pounced in front of him, and the claw blade that glittered with cold light was about to fall on him.

Jiang Ling, on the other hand, stepped on the vines under his feet, did not retreat, but advanced, and quickly met it with a long sword in his hand.

"Dugu Nine Swords' Ascension Spiral Slash!"

Jiang Ling and the baboon's figures were wrong.

The noisy room fell silent for a moment.

Jiang Ling held the sword and froze his body, he pointed the sword diagonally at the ground, and all the blood on the sword body flowed down. There were three scars on the left side of his face, although the skin was open and the blood was flowing, but it was not a serious injury.

The baboon, on the other hand, had a wound from his left shoulder to his right ribs, and blood was pouring in.

The baboon screamed miserably, turned around and seemed to want to pounce on Jiang Ling, but Jiang Ling still turned his back to it and didn't turn his head back.

As soon as the baboon took a step, he fell to the ground and died instantly.

Jiang Ling was very calm, ignoring the dead corpse behind him, but glanced at the sword in his hand that did not leave a trace of blood, and said lightly: "Good sword." ”

The host's voice came out, announcing his shock in an exaggerated tone, expressing praise for how wonderful the battle was.

Because the audience was dissatisfied with the fact that the human being was not torn apart by the baboon, there was an element of applause, so the host played his excellent professional level and forcibly snatched the rhythm back.

At the front of the auditorium, the area closest to the venue, which is independent of the other auditoriums, seems to be the location of the organizers. And in the left corner of this area, there are four people strapped to chairs, and there is an empty spot next to these four chairs.

The four people who were tied up in iron locks were quite calm, and one of them stared at Jiang Ling, who was leaving, and whispered, "What is this kid shouting, does he really have that kind of skill?" ”

The man sitting next to him glanced at him, and then said matter-of-factly: "Seeing that his swordsmanship is extraordinary, and his body is elegant, he must have learned a lot of otherworldly martial arts, and he can really be described as a powerful martial artist." ”

The brown-haired American man who spoke at the beginning had a "you're teasing me" expression on his face, and he said, "This friend, I can still see that he is a spirit master, at most a rare spirit warrior. ”

The short-haired man said with a serious expression: "I feel that he must be based on martial arts, supplemented by spiritual power, it is better for you to be careful when you see him, this move of Dugu Nine Swords' Your mother's spiral ascension to heaven looks very powerful." ”

The brown-haired man's expression turned to a look of pain again, and he said with some confusion: "Was this the name he shouted just now?" ”

A young boy on the other side of the short-haired man couldn't help but interject: "That name sounds like a casual shout." ”

"How is it possible, I have seen this peerless sect, an elder of a hidden sect in the southeast of the Xuanwu Continent, that elder is called the Dugu Lonely Calf by the Jianghu people, this move Dugu Nine Swords Your mother's in-situ ascension sword was created by him after 33 days of falling out of love, and the power is incomparable."

"How do I feel like my name has changed again?" The brown-haired man was already confused by the flickering head.

The young man on the other side was also stunned for a long time, and then suddenly realized that he burst out of a sentence: "Why are you talking about cross talk?" ”

"Look, I read a lot, you have to believe me." The man in the middle still had a serious face.

The short-haired woman on the edge closed her eyes and muttered to herself, "Neurotic." ”

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, the next one is on the field." A fat and strong man with a fierce face came, and he untied the shackles of the brown-haired man, and said, "Don't play tricks, play honestly!" ”

The brown-haired man was taken away, and Jiang Ling was then taken here by another man, and then locked in a chair.

Jiang Ling glanced at the other players sitting here, saw the short-haired man, his eyes lit up, and he was about to speak.

The short-haired man winked at him.

Jiang Ling sat down quietly, a little happy in his heart, and then a little pain.

Of course he knew this man, and he didn't expect to meet him in a personal battle.

The man who just talked nonsense about helping Jiang Ling set off smoke bombs was none other than Bobber. He saw that Jiang Ling intended to hide his strength, so he ran the train with his mouth full of mouth to help Jiang Ling cover and interrupt the train of thought of other players, so that they could not know Jiang Ling's true level.

Jiang Ling was naturally pleasantly surprised to meet Bob again in the script, and the pain was that this was a personal competition, and only one person could win.

"Forget it, if you can avoid fighting Bob too early, then try to avoid it, and wait until we've eliminated the other three players before we have a fair match." Jiang Ling thought so in his heart.

"This brother." Bober turned his head to look at Jiang Ling and asked, "Dare to ask where your teacher came from?" This body of martial arts is simply perfect, especially the spiral explosion of Dugu Nine Swords, which is not to be underestimated. ”

Hearing this, the purple-clothed young man beside Boer rolled his eyes, while the white-robed woman on the edge frowned slightly, but both of them pricked up their ears to listen.

Jiang Ling listened to Boer's words, and naturally instantly understood what Bober meant, but the words of the second middle school and the name of the move suspected of scolding the street really made Jiang Ling a little painful, and he still spoke: "Dugu Nine Swords... Forget it, it doesn't matter, it is the disciple of Wangtianmen in the northern part of the Xuanwu Continent. ”

Bob nodded and said, "Oh, look at the gate of heaven, look up for a long time." Below is the closed disciple of Long Aotian, the head of the Chujiang faction. ”

"Disrespectful, disrespectful." Jiang Ling also responded, and secretly said in his heart, what is this.

"Alright, don't talk nonsense anymore." The white-robed short-haired woman on the side snorted lightly, interrupting the two of them's clumsy acting skills, and then said, "The fight is going to start again, aren't you going to watch it?" ”

"Okay, okay." The two immediately turned their gaze to the field.

At this time, the brown-haired American had already walked into the field, and he was also barehanded, the only thing that could count as a weapon was the chain in his hand, and in the middle of the field, there was a spear.

With Jiang Ling's lesson, the brown-haired man immediately picked up the spear.

At the same time, the iron fence on the opposite side was pulled up, and a huge black shadow slowly appeared, and a smell of blood came to the face.