Ding Fei sneered, pulled out and walked towards Ling Zhi.

"You," Bai Jingyu's face turned pale, and he took another step forward, stumbling towards Ding Fei, "You don't want to hurt Brother Ling." ”

Ling Zhi fought against the enemy for him, Bai Jingyu did not persuade or disbelieve, but just watched quietly.

And now, everyone took advantage of Ling Zhi's weakness, Ding Fei wanted to attack Ling Zhi with a soul whip, and Bai Jingyu resisted the soul whip for Ling Zhi's sake.

Ling Zhi turned around, and in the same way, he also saw all this in his eyes and remembered it in his heart.

If every action between friends needs to be explained, it will be too tiring.

Rumble.

Ding Fei's face was hideous, "Bai Jingyu, you are looking for death, what if you fight the soul whip and get damaged, if you stop me again, I will kill you today!"

As he spoke, Ding Fei was about to swing the soul whip.

The Ding family's soul-beating whip has three cracks on it from the first to the fifth section.

This is also a problem with this peculiar weapon, which is that it has a number of uses, and it does not distinguish between you and the strong and the weak.

For example, just now when Ding Fei attacked Bai Jingyu, the first crack appeared in the whip body of the sixth section.

Normally, at such a time, the Ding family would take advantage of the victory to chase and solve the enemy in one fell swoop, saving the number of times the soul whip was used, but Ding Fei was anxious to chase and kill Ling Zhi, but he gave up such an opportunity.

The soul power of a ninth-layer realm martial artist in the Body Realm can probably resist two attacks from the soul whip, and the third time will inevitably suffer a heavy blow, and even become a fool like the deputy sect master of the Sea Cultivation Sect.

And at the same time as Ding Fei raised the soul whip, Ling Zhi grabbed a handful of spirit pills and stuffed it into his mouth.

"This kind of smell?" Ding Fei sniffed, his expression suddenly sluggish, "How is it possible, such a strong taste of the Fourth Grade Spirit Pill." ”

Then he turned his head and saw Ling Zhi stuffing the four-grade elixir into his mouth as if he were eating jelly beans.

Muscle Pill, Hui Ling Pill, and so on.

Sipindan, is the elixir used by the strong in the early stage of the artistic conception, and it is also one of the best elixirs that the martial artists in the later stage of the physical realm can withstand and use.

A fourth-grade spirit pill is enough to restore twice the spiritual power in the body of a peak martial artist in the physical realm.

For Lingzhi, it takes two or three to be enough.

Ling Zhi had long been aware of the scarcity of elixirs on these people, paused for a moment, and suddenly took out a large handful of jade bottles, "What are you doing, what are you excited about, I still have more here." ”

The porcelain bottle stores the elixir below the three grades, and the jade bottle stores the four pins of the pill or more.

The eyes of the martial artists of the Ding family were red, and even Ding Fei's breathing became short.

Not to mention them, even Ding Fei, the young family master, used the elixir, the best, but only the third-grade elixir.

Occasionally, I get some four-pinned pills, but they are all like treasures, and I am reluctant to use them.

And under the powerful effect of Sipindan, Ling Zhi's strength is also recovering rapidly.

He's just a little out of strength, and it's not a serious injury.

"Brother Bai, don't stop Ding Fei anymore, let him come over, I'm not afraid of him. Ling Zhi shouted.

He didn't understand the effect of the soul whip in Ding Fei's hand. But he saw Bai Jingyu's harm and restraint very clearly.

He didn't know if Bai Jingyu could still block the second blow.

"You'd better save your own life first. "The two ninth-layer realm martial artists of the Ding family seized the opportunity and stepped forward at the same time, one left and one right, attacking Ling Zhi.

Ling Zhi raised his arm and threw a punch to the left, forcing the warrior back, but the other one pressed up at the same time.

"I see how you stand in my way. He smirked.

Ling Zhi withdrew and slapped his palm at him.

The strength in his body had not yet had time to condense, and when the two palms touched, the body of the ninth-layer realm martial artist paused, but he was not forced to retreat.

With a roar, he instantly took out a spear from the ring and stabbed it straight at him.

"Haha, good job, hold him up, and when I go back, I will have a heavy reward. Ding Fei laughed, his body had already rushed to the side of the boat, as long as he jumped again, he could rush to Ling Zhi's side.

"Hmph. ”

Bai Jingyu snorted coldly, his body moved, and he pounced on Ding Fei before he jumped.

"Bai Jingyu, are you really reluctant to beat the soul whip?" Ding Fei yelled, "Give me death!"

After saying that, he whipped out the soul whip.

Bai Jingyu's body stayed in mid-air, shook violently, boomed, and smashed straight from the spot to the ground.

Even his own body can no longer be controlled.

Landing on the deck, Bai Jingyu stared at Ding Fei deadly, but his hands were shaking.

A genius martial artist of the Ninth Layer Realm was trembling all over, and he couldn't even control his body and limbs, so you can imagine how much damage he had suffered.

With a flick of Ding Fei's wrist, he was about to take off the weapon in his hand and shoot Bai Jingyu directly.

Only then did a chill suddenly rush to his back, and he turned around in a hurry.

only to find that it was just Ling Zhi who glanced at him in the battle with those warriors.

This glance does not carry the slightest emotion.

Cold as frost.

Thinking that he was frightened by the eyes of a martial artist, the first thing that Ding Fei, the young family master, thought of was not ashamed and angry like other gentlemen, but fear.

If such a warrior has already become an enemy and does not solve it sooner, it will be a disaster for the entire Ding family.

Ding Fei snorted coldly, dropped a sentence and turned to leave, "Bai Jingyu." Count your fate today, and spare your life first. ”

Bang.

Bai Jingyu didn't know how to condense some strength, so he directly threw the long sword in his hand.

Not at the moment of life and death, do not discard weapons, this is what all warriors adhere to.

Because in many cases, the most trustworthy thing that can accompany you is the cold weapon that has been with you for a long, long time.

Ding Fei didn't turn his head back, and with a slight wave of his arm, he picked up Bai Jingyu's long sword.

At the same time, after Bai Jingyu's repeated blockades, Ling Zhi's strength has recovered more than fifty percent.

His strong body ensured that his physical strength could be quickly restored.

Rumble.

The gun-wielding warrior, who had repeatedly been evenly matched with him, could no longer fight against Ling Zhi, and flew out under Ling Zhi's next blow.

Ling Zhi stepped on his feet and took out the ink sword for the first time.

A snow-white ink sword that is whiter and brighter than snow appears.

Click.

Directly broke his spear and slashed diagonally into his body.

The ink sword in Ling Zhi's hand flew, desperate to kill the enemy quickly.

In a few breaths, there were not a few living people left around him, Ling Zhi didn't think about it, and as soon as his feet shook, he rushed towards Ding Fei.

"Be careful!" Bai Jingyu reminded weakly.

And at this moment, Ding Fei's weapon was almost touching his body.

Just as Ling Zhi rushed over and took Ding Fei straight with a sword, Ding Fei suddenly turned around and sneered, "Do you really think that I will waste the use of the Soul Whip for him?"

As he spoke, he condensed the strength of his whole body, whipped the soul whip, and whipped it towards Ling Zhi.

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