At that time, Jiang Ling came to the corner of the corridor, and the probe saw two opposite rooms, one with an open door and the other with a closed door, his attention was attracted by the open door, and when he checked that the open room was safe, he finally relaxed his vigilance, so that he did not notice the movement behind him in advance.

Of course, the people in the room are really hidden enough.

Xin Qi Jiang Ling maintained a vigilant state of strengthening his hearing and hearing with his telekinesis, and turned around at the first time when the other party made a move, otherwise he would be in danger of being killed in seconds if he was even a second slower.

But even so, Jiang Ling still fell behind.

Without him, just because the other party is a martial artist.

The spirit master's skill release range determines that his best combat distance is medium and long-range, and at this time, he was attacked by a martial artist and forcibly closed the distance, and the two came to a face-to-face state almost instantly, which was naturally unfavorable to Jiang Ling.

Fortunately, Jiang Lingli has undergone Jiangnan special training and Shi Yi's devil training, and his combat awareness is already relatively rich, so he will not be flustered after being close to him, and according to his own combat instinct, he instantly released the double rattan spear stab, and at the same time, the sin-cleansing sword was also handed out.

The sword pierced the man's coat and the soft armor inside, and pierced the man's chest.

The martial artist also seemed to be very surprised by the sharpness of the Sword of Cleansing, but his sense of battle was not weak at all, and while holding the two rattan spears on the left and right with both hands, he suddenly swung his neck and slammed his head into Jiang Ling's head with his own head.

Boom!

It was as if two stone slabs had collided together, making a dull and intimidating sound, and the sound alone could tell how powerful the hammer was.

Jiang Ling only felt as if he had been hit by a big stone, his forehead was in sharp pain, his skull was about to crack, and his brain was also twitching, and suddenly a trace of blood overflowed from his forehead, and a feeling of spinning the sky exploded in his mind like a stormy wave.

But Jiang Ling knew that if he took a step slower at this time, he would probably have no room to fight back, so he gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain and dizziness, and clenched the sword in his hand to hook upward.

If the other party does not retreat, then he will be cut open in the chest by this sin-cleansing sword and cut off his trachea.

So the man retreated, leaving the sword of sin-cleansing out of his body.

Jiang Ling casually threw the lantern and the bone bottle on the ground, gritted his teeth and endured the sharp pain in his head, his eyes staring at the man in front of him.

This man was slightly taller than Jiang Ling, looked to be in his early twenties, had a very strong figure, had an angular face, short blond hair, thick eyebrows, dark brown eyes, and was a European in appearance.

He was wearing a brown-yellow coat with a good quality of close-fitting soft armor inside, and at this time, the man glanced down at the inch-deep wound on his chest, and couldn't help but cough lightly, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

He glanced at the Sin-Cleansing Sword in Jiang Ling's hand with a little surprise in his eyes, and said, "What a sharp sword." His voice was a little low, and his countenance was always meticulous.

Jiang Ling raised his hand and gently rubbed his temples, bared his teeth and said, "What a iron head." ”

The man was expressionless and quickly stuffed a medicine into his mouth.

Jiang Ling also ate a white fruit pill without saying a word, and then quickly weighed whether to call Zhou Yu out. He silently calculated in his mind: "At present, the corridor is narrow, and there are rooms behind me, and the terrain is generally not in my favor. But judging from the short fight, the other party is not very strong, and he can decide whether to let Zhou Yu go or not. ”

Zhou Yu is his biggest hole card, but once it is released, it needs to consume a lot of spiritual power, and it is difficult to call it out a second time in a short time, so Jiang Ling does not want to release Zhou Yu so early, if he can rely on his own strength to defeat the other party is the best.

Although there is still a way to negotiate peacefully with the other party, judging from the other party's sneak attack on him, and the current attitude, this guy does not look like a pacifist, but a more confident militant, and the possibility of negotiation is unlikely, even if the negotiation is successful, Jiang Ling is not worried about whether the other party will abide by the agreement.

Sure enough, after the man took the potion, he pounced on him again without saying a word, attacking Jiang Ling like a tiger.

This time, Jiang Ling had already prepared, his spiritual power burst out, and the two rattan spears broke through the ground in front of his feet again, and plunged straight into the other party.

The man waved his arms like steel pouring iron, and actually smashed two straight vines, and then exerted force under his feet, turned around, and his left shoulder was in front, and he rushed straight towards him as a backer.

He rushed sideways, like a galloping chariot, Jiang Ling could hardly stab the opponent even if he held the sword of sin.

But Jiang Ling was not flustered, because his rattan spear spike was resisted by the opponent when he was released for the first time, and at this time, he didn't expect those two rattan spears to really hit the other party hard.

Just when the big man was about to rush in front of Jiang Ling, Jiang Ling's spiritual power was released again, and two vines rose into the sky, but these two vines did not attack or control the other party, but actually rose from under Jiang Ling's feet, and against Jiang Ling's feet, he suddenly raised Jiang Ling in place by more than a meter.

Jiang Ling jumped up and let the other party rush under him, and then he suddenly reflexively fell, stabbing the opponent in the back with a sword.

With a hiss, the sharp sword slashed across the opponent's back, tearing through his coat and slicing through the soft armor, but because the opponent was moving forward, the sword did not materialize, only cut a two-inch-long bloody wound.

The man had already rushed into the house, he turned around quickly, and actually took advantage of Jiang Ling's unsteady landing to smash a fist into Jiang Ling's chest.

"Mental Barrier!"

Jiang Ling suddenly condensed his mental power, condensed an invisible shield on his chest, and at the same time stepped back, and the right hand holding the sword slashed diagonally upward.

Boom!

There was another dull and powerful sound, and the telekinetic shield condensed in Jiang Ling's chest was brutally broken by the opponent's fist after being supported for less than a second, and the fist fell on Jiang Ling's chest.

But fortunately, Jiang Ling slashed out the sword of sin, and the other party did not dare to continue to rush forward, so he couldn't help but collect three points of strength.

But even so, Jiang Ling was still hit by this punch and took three steps back and hit the wall behind him.

"Poof." Jiang Ling's throat was sweet, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

And the big man on the other side was slashed by the sword of cleansing, and the sharp blade slashed across his cheek, slanted on his forehead, and passed by his left eye in the process!

I saw that the left half of the big man's cheek was dripping with blood, and there was a sword mark with the flesh turned over and the white bones could be seen, and his left eye was also cut and could no longer be opened.

Jiang Ling leaned against the wall, endured the sharp pain in his head and chest, and summoned the rattan spear again, forcing the other party back.

The man was indeed extraordinary, even though his left eyeball was cut, he did not scream, his face was a little hideous, a little gasping, but he was still as solemn as ever. He looked at Jiang Ling with his only remaining right eye, and said indifferently: "I now regret that I just chose to sneak attack you, instead of coming out to form an alliance with you. ”

Jiang Ling wiped a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth and snorted coldly: "But it's a little late to say that the alliance is formed now." ”

"That's right." The man clenched his fists again and said, "And you and I are both seriously injured, and it's a little too late to stop the battle now to retain our strength, so... Then continue to divide life and death. ”

"I'm not seriously injured." Jiang Ling coughed lightly, glared at the beads of his eyes and said, "Lao Tzu is very dripping." ”

The other party ignored Jiang Ling's pretense, and rushed forward with his fists again, and he was still vigorous after losing one eye.

"There is a blind spot in your vision, can you still stop my vines!?" A strategy flashed in Jiang Ling's mind, and then he quickly turned over against the wall, dodged the punch that came straight in, and hid in the room next to him.

This room is the closed room that was hidden during the big man's sneak attack just now.

And the big man slammed his fist on the wall, and there was a loud bang, and the wall was sunken down, and a lot of dust fell.

Da Hanhao didn't stop, turned around again, and rushed into the room to chase Jiang Ling.

At this time, away from the lantern that Jiang Ling threw on the ground, the room was dark, but Dahan also caught Jiang Ling's location at a glance, but who knew that the moment he just entered the room, a sense of crisis suddenly came, Dahan stopped his pace and was about to retreat, but it was too late.

On the wall to his left, a vine suddenly poked out.

After his left eye was cut, there was a blind spot in his vision, and when he reacted, the arm-thick vine was already like a snake, quickly wrapped around his neck, and tightened tightly.

His heart tightened, and he secretly said badly, hurriedly withdrew his fists, grabbed the vines around his neck, and was about to tear them apart.

And in this dimly lit room, a cold light suddenly flashed, like a meteor tearing through the night sky.

Blood splattered.

Then a few things fell to the ground.

The Sin-Cleansing Sword is indeed an excellent quality weapon of the Divine Court, and this sword slashed and forcibly cut off the five fingers of that big man!

At this time, the four fingers of the big man's left hand except the thumb and the little finger of his right hand had fallen to the ground, and the ten fingers were connected to the heart, and a sudden sharp pain swept through the whole body, even if he was as strong as the iron man, he couldn't help but snort in pain.

"I'm sorry!" Jiang Ling took out another sword and stabbed the big man in the chest, and under the first sword wound, he stabbed out a two-inch-deep blood hole.

Jiang Ling then quickly retreated, avoiding the leg whip raised by the other party.

The big man with five broken fingers was still trying to tear open the vine wrapped around his neck, and with his strength, he really wanted to tear the vine apart when he was missing five fingers.

Jiang Ling was afraid that the other party would fight back to death, so he once again condensed his spiritual power, making the vine even tougher, and strangled the big man's neck.

"If you want to blame it, you can blame me first." Jiang Ling silently recited a sentence and quietly waited for the other party to suffocate to death.

However, at this time, the two of them fought for a while, and the movement was so loud that it might have attracted the attention of other players, Jiang Ling decided to kill the other party and leave here after searching this area as soon as possible.

At present, he has consumed a lot of spiritual power, and his mental power is even less, and the pain in his head has not been reduced, and the punch in his chest has made him still have blood overflowing from his mouth.

If he encounters another player in this state, Jiang Ling will be more than lucky.

"I killed one, and I have 20 points to get." Jiang Ling comforted himself like this.

At this time, the big man, who had no time to exchange his name, was strangled by the vines, and locked in the position of the door, his face had turned from red to purple, and his eyes were prominent, even if he struggled, there was no doubt that he would die soon.

Who knew that at this time, a sudden change occurred!

A sharp sword suddenly poked out of his chest.

The sword pierced him from behind.

The last of the big man's vitality was taken away by this sword, and his writhing body suddenly stopped, leaned weakly against the door, and slowly sat down on the ground.

Jiang Ling's eyes were round, shocked and annoyed, and he scolded in his heart: "What kind of turtle grandson is this who robbed Lao Tzu's head!" ”