One hundred and thirty-seven, minus one.

The rest of the people all widened their eyes, wanting to see how Jiang Ling had made a move just now.

The muscular man pounced, Jiang Ling just stretched out a hand, as if the strong man pounced on himself and committed suicide by hitting the vital point.

This astonishing strength made the rest of the people put away their contempt, and thought of the organizers' repeated requirements for them, not to take it lightly.

Wu Xian stared at Jiang Ling closely, and there were boundless waves in his heart.

Jiang Ling's shot just now made him seem to see the way forward, he had been promoted to the grandmaster for more than ten years, and he had not advanced an inch for a long time.

At the same time, Wu Xian put himself in Jiang Ling's position just now, thinking that he couldn't do it so lightly. It will take at least a few tricks to deal with that strong man. This made him a little frightened, he himself was already outstanding among the grandmasters, and he was promoted to the grandmaster at a young age, which has always been his proud capital, but he was also thirty years old when he was promoted to the grandmaster, and now he saw a grandmaster who was younger than him and stronger than him, and he couldn't help but feel a little jealous in his heart.

The realm of the grandmaster is not a cabbage.

Many people will never be able to advance to the rank of Grandmaster in their lifetime.

There were a total of 139 people at the scene, most of them were ruthless characters who had experienced a hundred battles, but they were just two grandmasters, which showed the rarity of grandmasters.

Wang Jian'an said loudly: "Let's do it, let's go together, he may not be able to kill us all." ”

Unconsciously, Wang Jian'an first expressed fear, when he fled thousands of miles, Jiang Ling left a deep and terrifying impression on him, so that for the next few years, he hid in various war-torn areas, not daring to show his face.

Now that he has returned, he has also come back with the promise of heavy profits and a lot of promises, and he can't forget the hatred. Even with so many teammates around him, he didn't feel the slightest sense of security.

"Follow me."

Jiang Ling took Wan Qianqian's hand, in the face of so many martial artists, Jiang Ling naturally had no problem protecting himself, but bringing a martial artist who didn't have much experience in fighting seemed a little constrained and couldn't play to his heart's content.

The first to come up were a few men who cooperated tacitly.

Jiang Ling and the two leaned their backs against the car, punched the man in front three meters away, spat blood, and kicked the enemy on the right to the spot with another side kick, and finally pinched the throat of the last person with his bare hands.

In just three seconds, all three of them were wiped out.

Everyone was a little afraid.

The first few people, of course, deliberately let them step forward to test Jiang Ling's strength, but the results far exceeded their expectations.

These three people are comrades-in-arms who cooperate tacitly on the battlefield, and they can be regarded as characters who lick blood from the knife edge, especially the combined attack tactics, even if one of them encounters them, they will find it tricky.

I didn't hold out for three seconds.

All lay on the ground and became corpses.

Wu Xian was even more shocked, Jiang Ling had never moved from beginning to end, three moves, and one move was fatal. Such a ruthless and ruthless method, not to mention him, even the strongest grandmaster he has ever seen, can't do it.

Jiang Ling, what realm has he reached.

"Let's go together, I'm in a hurry." Jiang Ling said indifferently.

One hundred and thirty-seven, minus four.

The rest of the people looked at each other, but no one was stupid anymore, joking, it was a matter of life. They are outlaws, but that doesn't mean they want to kill themselves.

"When you go back, you have to ask for extra money."

Someone silently said that their mercenaries were paid to do things, and with the trickiness of the opponent in front of them, this commission was too low.

And guns are not allowed.

After waiting for a while, Jiang Ling was a little impatient, and only a few people came forward after communicating with him.

Jiang Ling finally got a little serious.

These people have different steps, but it can be roughly seen that one is a perennial workout with steady steps, one is a boxing master, and every move maintains the habit of the field, and the other is a Muay Thai master, covered with scars and sharp eyes.

With the back of the car, it can accommodate the most, and the three people attack at the same time have the best effect.

The lower plate is stable and the first to rush over, and the lift is a sweeping leg.

Jiang Ling stepped on it, only to hear a miserable scream, the man with a stable lower plate twisted one leg at an irregular angle, obviously abolished, Jiang Ling kicked the lower body again, and the scream stopped immediately.

It's just a flash of lightning.

The remaining two were rushing over, and when they saw this, they sped up, they had all experienced life and death battles, and they knew that in this situation, the best choice was to take advantage of the other party's distraction and take the opportunity to attack.

The boxing master hit the right hook, was grabbed by Jiang Ling with his bare hands, twisted slightly, and fell down in pain.

Jiang Ling's head shifted slightly to the left, dodging the Muay Thai man's attack, and then an elbow strike from his right hand hit the Muay Thai man's face.

The elbow knocked the Muay Thai master to the ground, rolled a few times and then stopped moving.

Stepping on the chest of the boxing master, Jiang Ling said with some disappointment: "That's all there is to it." ”

One hundred and thirty-seven, minus seven.

The rest were a little uneasy.

They are also clear about the level of those people just now, they are all the best among martial artists, but they are also a move.

Spikes.

"You can't go up one by one, go up together, he will have two hands!"

Wang Jian'an roared and rushed forward first.

Jiang Ling pulled Wan Qianqian and dodged back and forth relying on the car.

During this period, the constant counterattack, almost every shot, is a one-hit kill!

One hundred and seven people.

Ninety-eight.

Eighty-six people.

After a temporary stop, Wu Xian stopped the attack.

Jiang Ling gasped slightly, even with his ability, it would be extremely difficult to fight back while protecting a person safely.

In particular, there is a Grandmaster hidden in the opponent, and he always takes advantage of his flaws to make moves.

Wu Xian became more and more frightened the more he fought.

Being able to deal with more than 100 people in an orderly manner, including a grandmaster, and having the spare strength to fight back, is simply beyond imagination.

He could never do it.

"Among the grandmasters, you may be the strongest!"

Jiang Ling shook his head slightly: "It's not been for a long time." ”

This sentence shocked Wu Xian even more that he had been exploring whether there was a way above the grandmaster. However, after communicating with many grandmasters and reading various martial arts cheats, he still couldn't find a way, and he was already desperate.

"Above the Grandmaster, is there a road?"

Jiang Ling nodded affirmatively.

Now the young man in front of him has surpassed the realm of the grandmaster?

This made him, not only him, but the rest of the people slightly frightened, and then felt a chill in his heart.

Jiang Ling adjusted his internal breath and said, "Just warm up, let's go up together, don't keep your hands." ”

With one enemy against a hundred, what is there to fear?