Chapter 17: Xiaoqiang is nothing more than that

At this moment, Ling Zheng secretly said a good opportunity in his heart, taking advantage of the fact that everyone was attracted by this voice, Ling Zheng was like a red rabbit, and in an instant, he had already rushed into the Eternal Night Forest. Wang Haoran didn't notice it at all, but kept looking at the figure that was getting closer, because it was related to the life and death of the entire mercenary group. Although he already had a faint feeling in his heart, he still kept his composure, where was there time to relationship Ling Zheng at this time.

As for the others, it was probably Ling Zheng's appearance playing here before that affected their judgment, although they were a little puzzled as to why Ling Zheng entered the eternal night, but they didn't stop it. Of course, except for the three people who were originally arranged to follow Ling Zheng, they didn't react for a while when they saw Ling Zheng's movements, but when they reacted, Ling Zheng's body had already disappeared into the forest. You must know that the Eternal Night Forest and the outside world are completely two interfaces, and they can't see the situation inside at all, two of them were stunned, but they also reacted immediately and quickly followed in. Only one person stayed and ran towards Wang Tianhao, apparently asking him what to do.

Let's say that after Ling Zheng entered the eternal night, although he didn't know if anyone followed him, he didn't dare to relax in the slightest, and ran towards the distance as fast as he could.

The two who followed Ling Zheng into the eternal night only saw Ling Zheng's figure disappear in a flash, and when they followed, there was no trace of Ling Zheng. However, Ling Zheng completely underestimated these two people, they were mercenaries, they were as familiar as home in the Eternal Night Forest here, how could there be no way to find someone. The two of them did not hesitate, the experience in the woods here was much richer than Ling Zheng's, and they had already determined Ling Zheng's direction in just a moment, and they hurried with all their might.

Ling Zheng turned around and saw two figures, his expression changed drastically, he didn't expect them to find their direction so quickly. He didn't have the heart to think about how the two of them determined their direction, he knew his strength, although after a few bloody battles in the eternal night in these days, his strength had improved like a fly. But even so, he also understood that in the face of a cultivator who was refining his mind, even if he was a rookie who had just entered the realm of refining, it would not be so easy for Ling Zheng to win.

"Ling Gongzi, will we tie you back, or will you consciously go back with us. It didn't take long for the two guys refining the state of mind to catch up with Ling Zheng and stop Ling Zheng one after the other.

"Let's do it!" Ling Zheng took a deep breath, three simple words, no extra words. Because he knew that no matter how much he said, it would be just nonsense, and if he followed them back, he would definitely die, and if he fought with the two, although the chance of survival was not great, there was still a glimmer of life.

Ling Zheng decided to strike first, although it seemed a little ridiculous, but Ling Zheng had to do it, if these two people made the first move, then he might not even have a chance to make a move. Ling Zheng knew in his heart that these two people were definitely not rookies who had just entered the state of mind refining, at least they were also second-order cultivators of heart refining.

Ling Zheng's hands turned into fists, his eyes were shining, and he raised his hand and slammed it into the person who stopped in front of him, hanging up a strong wind.

Seeing Ling Zheng's bursting punch, the man's expression remained unchanged, a trace of sarcasm welled up on his face, Ling Zheng's fist was like a child in front of him, there was no threat at all. It wasn't until Ling Zheng's punch reached him, only a few centimeters away from his chest, that he slowly raised his hand. The speed of raising his hand was neither fast nor slow, but he took Ling Zheng's punch just right, but he didn't fight back, as if he had the meaning of this cat playing with mouse.

Ling Zheng's punch burst out with all his strength was easily taken by someone, and he shouted, undiscouraged, withdrew his fist, raised his hand and smashed it with another punch. In the face of Ling Zheng's attack, that person was still relaxed, even a little too easy, Ling Zheng's strength was too weak. Even he had a faint feeling in his heart that he was too careful, and he would be nervous because of a guy who had no spiritual power, but now that he thinks about it, he is indeed too careful, so it is normal, no matter how powerful he is without spiritual power, he is just an ordinary person.

Punch after punch smashed down on that person without stopping, even Ling Zheng was already out of breath from exhaustion, but the man still caught Ling Zheng's every punch unhurriedly. And the other person, standing there with his hands in fists, looked at this scene with a smile on his face, without the slightest intention of interfering, probably because he was watching the play at the beginning.

"It's time to finish. Seeing that Ling Zheng's eyes were already red, he was out of breath, and he felt that Ling Zheng's strength was not as good as a punch, and the man seemed to be a little tired, ready to end this boring game, when Ling Zheng smashed it again, he said sarcastically.

Ling Zheng smashed down with a punch again, the man didn't dodge or dodge, reached out and grabbed Ling Zheng's fist, raised his foot and kicked Ling Zheng's lower abdomen. Ling Zheng's body flew upside down, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth and slammed into the ground.

However, Ling Zheng didn't seem to have the idea of giving up, he raised his hand and brushed the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, his eyes becoming more and more fierce. Got up again, clenched his fists and rushed towards the man, completely fighting for his life, but unfortunately even if he died, he would not be able to hurt others.

Again and again, he was kicked or thrown to the ground, but Ling Zheng stood up tenaciously again and again, although his steps became more and more vain, and there were pools of blood on the ground, but he did not have the slightest idea of giving up. Even as enemies, those two had to admire Ling Zheng's perseverance, and of course they also admired Ling Zheng's strong vitality, maybe Xiao Qiang was just that.

When Ling Zheng rushed up again, a sharp light flashed in the man's eyes, but it was indeed time to end, although Ling Zheng's performance surprised him. This time, he didn't block Ling Zheng's fist, but raised his hand to grab Ling Zheng's neck, he was really tired of playing for so long.

However, the sarcasm in his eyes had not yet faded, and as soon as his palm touched Ling Zheng's neck, he felt that all his strength was slowly passing. His expression was full of horror, he looked down at his chest, looked at the exposed hilt of the knife, his eyes were full of unwillingness, he was really unwilling. If he had known that this would be the result, he would definitely slap Ling Zheng to death, but unfortunately he didn't have such a chance.

"Be careful!" His companion originally planned to see what Ling Zheng's expression was when he was struggling to the death, but in a moment, his face changed greatly, and he clearly felt bad when he saw a snow light in Ling Zheng's original punch that smashed into his companion. But when he reacted, it was too late, and his companion had no defense at all, and the short knife in Ling Zheng's hand cut through his skin and inserted it into his heart in an instant.