"Hey, take me a sword!" The man with the scar rushed towards Chen Jing like a tank, and a burst of red light suddenly rose from the broadsword in his hand, slashing towards Chen Jing.

Facing the menacing scarred man, Chen Jing also had a trace of solemnity on his face. I saw that the real qi around her body was surging, and it actually shocked all the slave catchers who surrounded her in an instant. Immediately, I saw her true qi gathered in the palm of her hand, and suddenly grabbed the broadsword of the scar man.

With a "bang", an invisible wave of qi swept around the two of them. A look of disbelief appeared on the scarred man's face, and the broadsword in his hand was unexpectedly caught by the delicate little girl in front of him with her palms together.

"Scar be careful, that woman is weird, she is a ninth-order warrior like you!" The tall man's face changed drastically and reminded loudly.

At the same time, the tall man also took off the short-handled battle axe behind him and rushed towards Chen Jing. With the strength of Scar's ninth-order warrior, it was by no means easy to take down Chen Jing, who was also a ninth-order warrior.

"Damn, this time I ran into hard stubble!" The tall man cursed in his heart.

With a "whoosh", an incomparably hot aura fell in front of him, and Su Wanyue appeared in front of him with two short swords.

"Another ninth-order warrior?" Feeling the hot aura on Su Wanyue's body, the tall man's face became even more difficult to look at.

"Phoenix Wing Slash!" The short sword in Su Wanyue's hand was like a winged phoenix, and it launched an extremely fast slash towards the tall man.

The short-handled battle axe in the tall man's hand danced a phantom, struggling to resist Su Wanyo's swift wind-like attack. If it weren't for the fact that he was a wind warrior who was known for his speed, Su Wanyue's swift attack would have been able to hurt him immediately.

Compared with Su Wanyue's side, which fights quickly, the battle on Chen Jing's side is a symbol of violence. The broadsword in Scar's hand opened and closed widely, and each sword carried a terrifying power, blasting cracks on the ground. The true qi between Chen Jing's hands was condensed, and every punch could make the broadsword in Scar's hand hum. Wherever the two fought, the ground was a mess.

"This, this is?" Avril looked at the four people who were fighting in the arena with a shocked expression.

In her initial perception, the strength of Chen Jing and the others was about the same as that of a fifth-order warrior, but now, why did they jump four levels in a row and jump directly to a ninth-order warrior?

Her gaze couldn't help but turn to Ling Yun on the side, but Ling Yun only showed a faint smile to her.

"Quick, get me that girl!" Looking at the slave catchers who couldn't intervene in the battle, the tall man suddenly set his eyes on Avril, he remembered that the two weird women had just said that they wanted the man to protect her, which showed that she was likely to be the breakthrough!

At the moment when the tall man was distracted, the double swords in Su Wanyue's hands suddenly broke through the defensive circle of the man's battle axe, leaving a deep scar on his body. Faced with this situation, the tall man had to gather his mind again and deal with Su Wanyu's attack wholeheartedly.

Hearing the tall man's words, the people present reacted at the same time, waving the weapons in their hands and killing in the direction of Avril. Regarding this situation, Chen Jing and the others were not worried at all. By Avril's side, there is Ling Yun, who is more powerful than the two of them, and if these guys can do anything, it must be Ling Yun's intention.

Seeing the endangering slave catchers, Avril let out a scream and hid behind Ling Yun at once. Because of the sword behind her, she is not a powerful space archmage now, just an ordinary elf who has not received any melee training, and it is enough to deal with a third-order warrior, let alone a bunch of fifth-order warriors and above.

Looking at Avril Lavigne, who was hiding behind him, Ling Yun chuckled lightly and stomped his right foot lightly on the ground. Hearing a boom, countless thorns rose on the ground in an instant, stabbing the few people who rushed to the front.

"Magician?"

The faces of the people present changed slightly, magicians, on this road, they are known as noble professions. Without enough financial support, ordinary people really can't withstand the huge consumption in the early days of magicians. Looking at Ling Yun's hand magic that killed several fifth- and sixth-order warriors in one blow, I'm afraid it was at least seventh-order.

"It's a big problem this time!" The tall man's mind was in a hurry.

Two ninth-order warriors, one is at least a seventh-order magician, this kind of configuration is not something that ordinary families can come up with. In a slave hunting team like them, it is generally rare for another eighth-order warrior to be in charge, and the reason why there are these two ninth-order warriors this time is because of the appearance of the legendary elves. But looking at the way it looks now, I'm afraid that this time they are really kicking the iron plate!

However, even if he knew that he was kicking the iron plate now, the tall man could not stop this fight. After all, he had already said that this time the battle could only end with the defeat or death of one of the parties.

"Give me death! Storm of the Wind! Knowing that he was in a predicament, the tall man decided to fight with all his might, only to hear him roar, and the battle axe in his hand was wrapped in a strong wind, and instantly slashed out countless deadly wind blades.

Facing the wind blade rushing in her face, Su Wanyue's body flashed, and several figures instantly appeared, shuttling through the wind blade. None of the wind blades slashed by the tall man could cause harm to Su Wanyu.

"Phoenix Wing Slash!" At the moment when the tall man regained his breath after sending out his stunt, Su Wanyue's double swords took off his hands, condensed into silk, and with the silk sword, he released a powerful slash at the tall man from an incredible angle, and several sword qi turned into a flaming phoenix with wings spread, attacking the tall man.

The tall man couldn't dodge, and was directly engulfed by the phoenix flames, and before he could even let out a scream, he turned into a pile of ashes.

"Boss?" Seeing that the tall man died in Su Wanyue's hands, Scar's face couldn't help but change slightly, and the broadsword in his hand slowed down a little.

"Dare to be distracted at this time?" Chen Jing sneered, his figure instantly approached the scar, and a punch slammed into his abdomen.

"Poof-" Scar, who had been hit hard, coughed up a mouthful of blood and staggered backwards. But the invisible thread wrapped around his broadsword and pulled him back at once.

"This, this is, vindictive?" Looking at the translucent silk thread wrapped around his broadsword, Scar's eyes widened.

The vindictive spirit is like silk, but it is a unique sign of the powerhouse of the Holy Domain. The girl in front of him is only a ninth-order strength, and she has already mastered this skill, which is already obvious, as long as the girl in front of her does not die young, entering the holy realm must be a sure thing. And being able to practice the skill of becoming a silk of fighting spirit when he was in the ninth order is a secret of some big families. When they meet the masters of the younger generation who come out of those big families, it can only be said that they are out of luck.

"It's time to finish! Broken clouds! Chen Jing took advantage of the moment when the scar inspired the fighting qi to get rid of the true qi thread on the sword, and got close to the scar again, and slammed his palm into his heart.

The powerful force directly penetrated the protective fighting qi on Scar's body, knocking his chest into a large dent.

Scar's eyes widened, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and he fell limply to the ground.

"It's time for the end!" Ling Yun looked at the members of the slave hunting team who were cowering in front of him, and punched a mysterious magic seal with his left hand, and then pressed it forward.

Several dragons erupted from his hands, instantly reducing everyone in front of him to ashes.