Chapter 282: Jiang Ling's Fury
The upside-down knife was not smashed to the ground, but was followed halfway.
"True Zen!"
Feeling the power behind him, the knife subconsciously turned around, and only saw Jiang Ling's face, he lost consciousness and fell into a coma.
"Knives!"
Xiao looked at the knife that had collapsed in his chest, and his heart was also very shocked.
The eighteen warrior monks are the name that all the disciples of Dingzen Temple yearn for.
Every member is very strong.
It would be very difficult to inflict heavy damage on the members of the Eighteen Warrior Monks.
Even if it is the bottom eight, the strength should not be underestimated.
But now, what did the owl see?
The fate of the shadow among the eighteen warrior monks is unknown, and the stone and knife have all fallen into a coma.
The others were besieged by a group of Yin Jin warriors.
In front of the rootless grass, there was a woman standing.
Looking at the direction, the knife was afraid that it would be hit hard by this woman.
"You Huaxia are indeed the Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger!"
The old ghost felt the power on the woman's body and said.
You must know that in the dark department, there is really no one who can defeat Jiang Ling with his strength.
Martial artists, it's not that the members of the dark department have not been in contact with each other, but there are definitely few people who can be as perverted as Jiang Ling.
But when they really came to Huaxia, they realized that their previous selves were still small.
The forces of Huaxia were more terrifying than they imagined.
After Lin Canghai's incident appeared, the ancient martial forces in China were in the eyes of this group of people who had once again entered the world.
"True Zen!"
The owl's face is also not good-looking.
During this time, there were more and more characters pouring out of the coast.
Since the appearance of Lin Canghai, it seems that there is a mysterious force in the coastal area that is slowly recovering.
Xiao has been by Jiang Ling's side for a long time, so he knows a lot of things.
The existence of that group of hermit families, I'm afraid it really doesn't seem like groundless.
Lin Canghai still said in the past, but what about now?
Another one appeared.
"The current true Zen of Dingzen Academy, Jiang Ling!"
"You're finally here!"
The main purpose of Xuanyuan Yaran's visit this time was because of Jiang Ling.
Binhai has always been calm, and she doesn't know about the so-called troubled times of the ancestors.
It's just that I heard that there is a person in the coastal area who has turned the top ten giants upside down.
Coupled with the troubled times in the mouth of the ancestor, Xuanyuan Yaran was so smart, so he naturally connected these things together.
I also heard from my own news channels that Jiang Ling is now arresting foreign personnel.
She just stuck a pole in the horizontal direction and let the coastal family see.
Jiang Ling, who suppressed your ten major families, was in front of her, but that's it.
It's a pity that she met the eighteen warrior monks and met the most powerful group of forces in the Dingzen Temple.
So much so that the man who repeatedly solved the crisis for himself died.
"I haven't asked the girl's name yet!"
"Xuanyuan family, Xuanyuan Yaran!"
Xuanyuan Yaran snorted coldly, at this time, half of the clarity in her eyes was scattered, and the qi around her body was blooming desperately as if she didn't want money.
"The name of the ancient family is rare."
At this moment, Jiang Ling, whether it was his breath or words, was calm to the extreme.
Seeing this scene, the old ghost directly took three steps back.
The longer I came into contact with Jiang Ling, the clearer it became that Jiang Ling was the most dangerous existence at this time.
He will restrain all his emotions when he is angry.
At the time of his release, there was almost no one to resist his terrifying power.
Xiao also knew that he was here, and he quickly retreated with his knife, and at the same time, a large number of disciples of Dingzen Academy poured in and joined the battle below.
The disciples of the Dingzen Temple never ate dry food.
So many people appeared at the same time, and after a while, all the people brought by Xuanyuan Yaran were captured alive.
For a while, the atmosphere here was depressed to the extreme.
"The name of the ancient family has been hidden in the country, and it has never appeared for a long time, and it can be regarded as an agreement with the same number, today you Xuanyuan Yaran and so many people openly besieged the disciples of Dingzen Academy, do you want to die?"
Do you want to die?
The simple four words are so unpretentious that they have never even had the slightest ripple.
There was a person brought by Xuanyuan Yaran below, and when he heard Jiang Ling's words, he immediately scolded.
"Do you know who you're talking to? If our young lady dies here, you will have her whole family buried for it! ”
Jiang Ling didn't even look at the man, because the man's voice had just fallen.
The triangular knife in the owl's hand had already pierced the man's body.
It only took a few whines before the man breathed.
Jiang Ling looked directly at the woman in front of him, his expression still calm.
"It's not certain who will die!"
The clarity in Xuanyuan Yaran's eyes completely dissipated, and in the next second, her body moved.
In just an instant, he appeared in front of Jiang Ling, and his slender fingers fell on Jiang Ling's neck.
"I don't want to kill you today, but I want to cut off your arm to set an example, the ancient martial arts family in China, even if the hermit really has a unique technique, but it is always in decline, since an agreement has been reached on the same number, then there is no reason to be born again!"
Jiang Ling's voice was light and fluttering, and there was no weight in his words.
But the confidence hidden in it is fully displayed.
"Since you were born, then you must be prepared to bear all the consequences!"
The moment the last word fell, Jiang Ling's hand knife fell directly on Xuanyuan Yaran's shoulder.
Jiang Ling's movements seemed to be extremely slow, but when they fell into Xuanyuan Yaran's eyes, they seemed to be the biggest fear in heaven and earth.
She felt as if she was facing the ancestor of the Xuanyuan family.
It's terrifying.
How could this man in front of him be so powerful.
The fear in her mind didn't last long, because Jiang Ling's hand knife actually fell before her movements.
Pain!
The unspeakable pain struck at that moment.
She grabbed her arms and sped back, her shoulders falling to the ground.
"This is my punishment for you! If you are not satisfied, you can always come to me! ”
At this moment, Xuanyuan Yaran only felt that the qi in his body was frantically gushing out through the gap in his arm.
It was the violent qi that suppressed her wounds and prevented them from bursting.
Coupled with the wound cut by Jiang Ling's hand knife, it was smoothed to the extreme, plus the effect of the qi machine.
In just a few breaths, the wound healed.
But the furious qi was still pouring out wildly.
Xuanyuan Yaran looked at Jiang Ling's gaze, more afraid.
His eyes have regained their clarity.
"Don't you want to roll yet?"
Jiang Ling said lightly.
"We will have a period in the future, and today's account, I Xuanyuan Yaran will definitely get it back a hundred times."
"As long as you have that ability, Dingzen Temple will accompany you at any time."
When Xuanyuan Yaran walked to the door, he found that those internal martial artists were still controlled by Jiang Ling's men.
"How?"