The seven black-clothed men raised their blades together, drawing out seven cold rays, and rushed towards Ling Muyun together. Ling Muyun was not shocked at all, and with a "choking" sound, the long sword came out of its sheath, and suddenly a brilliant sword light lit up in the night sky, and it actually overwhelmed the brilliance of the seven blades of the seven men in black with the light of a sword.

"Qiang Qiang ......"

A series of dense metal collision sounds sounded, Ling Muyun instantly took out seven swords, although it was the last to strike, but it was the first to come, if the trend remained unchanged, forcing the seventh brother in black to have to accept the change to protect himself first, between the lightning and flint, Ling Muyun's long sword and the seven men in black exchanged a move, and the seven people immediately staggered backwards and stepped out.

After a sword, Ling Muyun had already tested the strength of these seven people, no wonder these people dared to say that they wanted to contain Uncle Fang before, and they did have two brushes.

These seven people are all cultivated by the day after tomorrow, and the old man who is the leader of them has already answered the realm of the consummation of the day after tomorrow, and he is only half a step away from the innate, and he can already be called a quasi-first-class master. If these seven people fight alone, they are naturally not the opponents of the innate masters, but if the seven of them join forces, they can really entangle the innate masters who are just starting out!

It's just a pity that they still underestimated him Ling family after all, Ling Muyun couldn't help but shake his head secretly in his heart, although this strength is not bad, but it is far from enough to deal with them Ling family. Even if he didn't intervene in this hand, let them really confront Ling Fang, with Ling Fang's current innate cultivation, just a few people would only have to deliver food!

However, the hearts of the seven black-clothed people set off a stormy wave, and they were planning to deal with the Ling family. Before coming, he would naturally have some understanding of the situation of the Ling family, and he knew Ling Muyun. And Ling Muyun didn't hide anything when he appeared this time, so these people also recognized Ling Muyun's identity at a glance.

Originally, they planned to deal with the Ling family this time, and they thought that the Ling family only had one ghost sword Ling Fang and it was difficult to deal with, but with their strength this time, it would not be a problem to destroy a ghost sword Ling Fang. But who would have thought that even the people of the Ghost Sword Ling Fang hadn't seen it yet, and just one Ling Muyun would be so powerful!

How old is Ling Muyun? According to the information they obtained, they were not yet twenty years old, but the strength they showed was so strong that they could repel all seven of them with a single sword. This is definitely not something that an acquired martial artist can do. This is clearly a means that can only be possessed by innate masters!

An innate master who is less than twenty years old, when did the Ling family come out with such a demon again?!

However, after the shock, several people's eyes regained firmness, and Ling Muyun's unexpectedly strong strength not only did not scare them away. On the contrary, it stimulated their fighting spirit even more. Each roared. He pounced on Ling Muyun again. These people are all old rivers and lakes, and naturally they are already familiar with the cruelty of rivers and lakes, since they have done something to the Ling family. The more outstanding Ling Muyun is, the more he must be strangled, otherwise he will inevitably become their henchman!

Ling Muyun sneered, the sword light in his hand flashed, and he immediately greeted him. This time, Ling Muyun was no longer merciful, the demon seed in his mind beat, the spiritual force field was unleashed, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out like lightning, instantly piercing the sky and stabbing in front of the black-clothed old man who was the leader.

The black-clothed old man only felt that the sword light flashed in front of him, and a cold air rushed to his face, and in an instant, he was close to his neck, and the cold sword qi even pierced the skin of his neck with a slight pain, and the cold hairs on his body stood up, and he suddenly changed color in shock, desperately dodging to the side, and at the same time slashed the long knife in his hand forward, not seeking to be able to hurt the enemy, but only to be able to force the other party back, and give him a chance to breathe.

The other black-clothed people only felt that Ling Muyun's figure disappeared from the spot in front of them, and their attack naturally failed, only to find that Ling Muyun had actually deceived the old man in black, and they were immediately shocked, and hurriedly returned to the move. It was too late for a few people who were a little far away to save them, and the two black-clothed people who were near the left of the black-clothed old man swung a knife and stabbed a sword, striking out towards Ling Muyun from the left and right sides, trying to use the method of encircling Wei to save Zhao, forcing Ling Muyun to change his tricks to save him.

It's just that they are destined to be disappointed, Ling Muyun just put his feet on the roof tiles slightly, and his already lightning-fast figure has actually improved on the original basis, and the sword light is like a rainbow, showing off the night sky. As if a gust of wind was blowing, Ling Muyun's figure was already a few feet away, the long sword shook, and a drop of blood slid out from the tip of the sword, falling lightly on the roof tiles, splashing a small blood flower under the illumination of the moonlight.

The long knife that the old man in black had just split half of was weak, and fell on the roof tile with a "dangchang", and a touch of red suddenly appeared on his neck, and his body suddenly became weak, and he fell on his back, rolling down along the slope of the roof, and fell to the ground with a "bang", and the blood gushed out from his neck, and he died on the spot.

"Second brother!"

The other black-clothed man roared, like a mad tiger, rushed towards Ling Muyun, who had just gained a foothold on the house, and slashed down towards Ling Muyun with the ghost-headed big knife in his hand.

The other black-clothed people have not yet recovered from the death of the black-clothed old man, and when they saw this situation, their faces changed greatly, and they couldn't help but curse in their hearts, even the strongest black-clothed old man among them is not the enemy of the other party's move, aren't you so bold to rush up alone and die in vain? Besides, it doesn't matter if you die yourself, don't bother everyone!

Just scolding and scolding, these people still had to rush forward and attack Ling Muyun with them. After all, they were a group, if one more was killed by Ling Muyun, the remaining few people would not be Ling Muyun's opponents, even if it was for their own sake, they must not let that impulsive guy die in vain.

"Look for death!"

Ling Muyun coldly spit out two words, his eyes were cold, and his long sword shook, as if a cold lightning bolt lit up in the night sky, dazzling and icy and piercing, and the night wind also seemed to pass between the neck of the black-clothed man who made the ghost head knife, a head rose to the sky, blood gushed out, and added a touch of bewitching bright red in the vast night!

Immediately, Ling Muyun's figure suddenly twisted strangely in the air, and easily passed through the gaps of several sword light and sword qi that swept in, and at the same time, he didn't forget to hit his backhand with a palm, and hit a man in black with a "bang".

The man in black suddenly snorted, and a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs and minced flesh spat out, and flew out, landing one step ahead of the headless body of the decapitated man in black, and after two convulsions, he died of anger.

The remaining four men in black were only shocked when they saw this scene, their hands and feet were cold, and they couldn't move for a while.

It's not that they are timid, it's really that the scene in front of them is too beyond their expectations, they are all old rivers and lakes licking blood with knives, and they have gone through a lot of winds and waves, and they can be regarded as famous masters in the rivers and lakes, but now they are being killed like being chopped and chopped vegetables, and only two of them have already killed the three of them, including the strongest among them, so wouldn't it be two more things to kill them?

Ling Muyun turned around and looked at the remaining four black-clothed people, and as soon as the long sword in his hand was raised, he was about to strike again. The four men in black immediately bowed, and they all turned around and ran. In the face of this impossible showdown, even these veterans couldn't help but escape.

"Want to run? Leave it all for me! ”

Ling Muyun's eyes were cold, his fingers flicked continuously, and several silver rays of light shot out in the air with a roaring sound, instantly passing through several zhang of space, and accurately shooting on the bodies of the four black-clothed people. Blood splashed, screams rang out, and the four men in black fell off the room one after another, and none of them could get up again when they fell to the ground, and they all died tragically on the spot!

All this is a long story, but in fact, it is just a matter of one or two breaths, and the rabbit rises and falls, and the seven masters of the acquired Dacheng level all died under Ling Muyun's hands.

Because the battles between Ling Muyun and the seven men in black were all fought high on the roof, the situation of the battle was also seen by many people. Ling Zhennan and the others, who came later, only saw that Ling Muyun had killed a few people, and they didn't know the specific cultivation of these dead people, so they didn't feel anything.

But in the hearts of those who were observing in the dark, there were stormy waves, but the people they arranged to use to contain the ghost sword Ling Fang were killed like this like chopping melons and vegetables? It's too late for them to even want to be rescued! When did this little cub of the Ling family become so powerful?

Seeing this, the people in the dark couldn't stay any longer, and immediately gave an order, ordering all their subordinates to launch, this time they spent a lot of effort to ambush and prepare here, no matter what, Ling Zhennan and his party must be captured and killed in one fell swoop, and they must not be left with the slightest chance to escape!

"Kill!"

The shouts of killing suddenly erupted, and a large number of black-clothed people poured out from all sides of the street like a tide, and a large number of black-clothed people emerged from the shops, courtyards, alleys, and both ends of the street, holding swords and blades, shining in the moonlight, and rushing towards Ling Zhennan and his party in the middle of the street. As far as the eye can see, there is a piece of black pressure everywhere, and the number of people is afraid that there are as many as two or three hundred!

Ling Zhennan's face immediately changed, although he had already expected that someone would set a trap against them tonight, he didn't expect that there would be so many people on the other side!

Counting the dart masters brought by Ling Fang, there were only more than thirty people in total, and the other party's manpower was ten times that of them, if they were really besieged on this empty street, even if he and Ling Fang and other good players could stand up, the dart masters and executioners under his command would have to suffer heavy losses!

Thinking of this, Ling Zhennan didn't hesitate any longer, and immediately ordered: "Everyone retreat to the store with me!" (To be continued......)