Ling Zheng's figure suddenly appeared, facing the dozens of people refining the mind in front of him, Tian Xuanbu used it, and swept through the gap in an instant. The rest of the people spotted Ling Zheng in an instant, and they were slightly stunned, they didn't expect that someone would dare to come here. But in just such a moment, Ling Zheng had already broken through the encirclement of the group of mind refining realms, but at this time, Ling Zheng did not dare to relax at all, because in front of him were more than ten cultivators of the psychic realm.

The more than ten people from the psychic realm saw Ling Zheng in an instant, and in an instant, they had surrounded Ling Zheng and looked at Ling Zheng coldly.

Ling Zheng looked at the eleven people around him, his eyes swept over the seventh-order cultivator of the Psychic Realm, and he felt a strong aura rushing towards him, his expression was solemn.

"Waste, I said you shouldn't stay at your Seven Star Peak, what are you doing here. "Those dozen or so people may not have put Ling Zheng in their hearts at all, first of all, Ling Zheng is known to them, and they know the hatred between Ling Zheng and the peak master. The most important thing is that because of Ling Zheng, the people of their Ten Thousand Sword Peak can't even raise their heads in front of the other six peaks.

"Of course I'm here for something, but you can't stop me. Ling Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at these people, a faint smile appeared in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, the peak master has an order, no one is allowed to step on this mountain, and those who violate it will be killed. The seventh-order person from the Psychic Realm looked at Ling Zheng with a sneer on his face, as well as a hint of mockery.

"What if I have to go up?" Ling Zheng looked at the man, smiled lightly and said, his feet exuded a faint golden light, he was ready to take advantage of his unpreparedness, break through the encirclement, and then use the power of rebellion to see if he could rush forward quickly.

"You can try and see if we dare to do anything to you?" The man also seemed to notice Ling Zheng's abnormal movements, and his body slowly took a step, just blocking Ling Zheng's way, and the disdain and ridicule at the corners of his mouth became thicker and thicker. He was not afraid of Ling Zheng, in his mind, Ling Zheng was at most a cultivator of refining the state of mind, and he could kill him with a wave of his hand.

It's one thing to be scared or not, but it's another thing to be cautious, the man looked at Ling Zheng, the corners of his eyes became more and more disdainful, he really couldn't figure out where Ling Zheng's confidence came from. The group of disciples below who were refining the state of mind didn't know, but they were very clear about the purpose of the peak master, and the peak master really wanted to rebel.

"Could it be that you really plan to follow Yang to rebel. Ling Zheng suddenly let out a loud shout, the golden light flashed under his feet, and in an instant, his body swept in front of the person of the seventh order of the psychic spirit, raised his hand and smashed it down on his chest.

"Don't want to slander the peak master. Those people were slightly stunned, they didn't expect Ling Zheng to shout out so blatantly, but they reacted in an instant. The seventh-order psychic man, looking at Ling Zheng, who had already arrived in front of him, his expression remained unchanged, and the disdain on his face became more and more intense, just because you are a person who refines the state of mind, you also want to sneak attack me, even if you stand here and let you fight, I am afraid that you may not be able to break through my defense.

With that, the man's body didn't dodge, but he didn't let Ling Zheng's punch smash into his chest, he raised his hand and grabbed Ling Zheng's fist.

Ling Zheng's right hand was raised, and the reverse fate appeared in his hand, the golden light flashed on it, and he raised his hand and slashed towards the person of the seventh order of the psychic spirit again, showing only the strength of refining the state of mind.

Qi Yu's few people didn't make a move, but stood aside and watched, the aura on Ling Zheng's body was the strength of refining the Mind Realm, and they didn't worry about the seventh-order people of the Psychic Realm at all. If Ling Zheng really killed him, then it would be hell, in their opinion, it was just a game, anyway, it was boring here, and it was not bad to play Ling Zheng a little.

Looking at the golden knife in Ling Zheng's hand, there was still no change in the expression on that person's face, and even the corners of his eyes became more and more disdainful, Ling Zheng's strength was even weaker than he thought. His heart moved, and the arm that was originally grabbing Ling Zheng's fist suddenly changed direction and grabbed towards the rebellion in Ling Zheng's hand. Yes, he wanted to humiliate Ling Zheng and take revenge on the stains that Ling Zheng brought him to Wan Jian Peak, those stains that could not be washed away.

A hint of joy flashed in Ling Zheng's eyes, he was held in his hand by the man against his fate, unable to move, Ling Zheng's face was flushed, but he still couldn't move. Everyone looked at Ling Zheng's appearance and laughed one by one, and some even shouted waste, come on.

Just as everyone was laughing, Ling Zheng's left fist, which did not emit any light, had already reached the chest of the person in the seventh order of the psychic order. Ling Zheng smashed his fist into his chest, he opened his mouth and laughed, and the silent punch penetrated the cyan light curtain outside the man in an instant, the man's face changed slightly, and he wanted to escape, but it was too late. And the others were still unaware, they were still waiting to see Ling Zheng's joke again, but unfortunately they were destined not to see it.

Even if the person reached out and grabbed Ling Zheng's rebellion before, it was also Ling Zheng's intention, he just wanted to relax their vigilance and make them feel that they were a cultivator who refined their minds, and would not pose a threat to them at all. Ling Zheng did it, he made them completely relax their vigilance, especially the psychic seventh-order guy, who completely relaxed their vigilance, and didn't even take Ling Zheng's fist, but just laid a layer of light curtain defense on his chest. Indeed, if Ling Zheng was only a cultivator refining the state of mind, he would indeed not be able to break through his defenses, but unfortunately Ling Zheng was not refining the state of mind, but the psychic realm. Moreover, Ling Zheng's most powerful thing was not spiritual power, but the power contained in his body, and his left arm ignored any spiritual defense, and the result could be imagined.

Before the man could react, Ling Zheng's punch had already smashed into his chest, and with a crisp sound, Ling Zheng's fist emerged from behind him. The seventh-order psychic man stiffly lowered his head, looking at the arm that had passed through his heart, his eyes were full of disbelief, but unfortunately he didn't have any thoughts at this time, and became a dead man.

Looking at the appearance of the seventh-order psychic person, the rest of the people were stunned for a moment, and then their expressions changed drastically, and the ten figures smashed towards Ling Zheng regardless of front and back, with different lights, and almost all of them exuded a terrifying light in their hands.

Ling Zheng didn't resist hard, he wasn't so powerful, his body took two steps forward slightly, turned around, and threw the corpse of the psychic seventh-order person over, and his body swept forward. However, as soon as he took two steps, three figures had already landed on his back, and the three punches smashed into his back almost simultaneously.

Ling Zheng had no chance to hide, he could only shake hard, for these dozen or so people, if he used the power of rebellion, Ling Zheng would have the confidence to kill them, but he didn't have time to play with them now. He turned around and sent out a golden light in disobedience, drawing an arc-shaped light curtain in mid-air, slashing at the arms of the three men.

The faces of the three of them changed slightly, and at this time they had completely felt that Ling Zheng's strength was in the psychic realm, not the realm of refining the mind, and it was not weaker than anyone who was still alive here. Feeling the dangerous aura coming from Ling Zheng's disobedience, the three of them had to withdraw their arms, raise their hands and raise their long swords at their waists to shoot, stabbing at Ling Zheng's disobedience.

Three crisp sounds sounded, Ling Zheng's disobedience collided with the long swords of the three people, and with the strength of these three people, Ling Zheng's body swept out in an instant, escaping from the encirclement of everyone. The faces of the ten people changed drastically one by one, and their bodies chased forward, but how could they catch up with Ling Zheng, and when they didn't know how to do it, a voice sounded. Looking at the place where the voice came from, I saw a young man and an old man walking down the hill towards this side, and the voice came from the old man.

It's a pity that Ling Zheng didn't look back, otherwise he would definitely see that young man, that young man was none other than Yang Lin, who had been abolished by Ling Zheng and cultivated, but the aura exuded from Yang Lin's body now was definitely refining the state of mind.

"Waste. As soon as this voice sounded, Ling Zheng's face changed drastically, and he could find a voice that was definitely a cultivator above the seventh level of psychics, he didn't expect that there would be such a powerful cultivator. Suddenly, the power of rebellion surged into the body in an instant, and the dragon body method was used, and now he could only hope that he could rush to the Wuji Hall before this person caught up with him. He knew that as long as he was dragged by this person, then other people would definitely rush to his side in an instant, and there would be no more chance to escape, and even their lives would be left behind.

Ling Zheng had just taken ten or so steps when a sound of breaking through the air had already sounded, and in just a moment's effort, Ling Zheng felt a sense of danger coming from behind him.

His face changed slightly, he turned around and swung out against his fate, his body retreated two steps back, looking at the old man who had already appeared in front of him, feeling the terrifying aura coming from the old man, Ling Zheng's brows furrowed tightly. This old man's cultivation is definitely even more terrifying than the cultivation of the seventh-order person who refining the heart just now, presumably it is also the cultivation of the seventh-order heart refining at the very least, at this time, Ling Zheng also noticed a resentful gaze, it was Yang Lin's eyes.

"Sube, don't kill him, I want to live. Yang Lin's eyes became more and more ruthless, especially after seeing the spiritual realm cultivation emanating from Ling Zheng's body.

"Hehe, young master, just rest assured, if you want to live, I will definitely give him a breath. The old man escaped Ling Zheng's disobedience, smiled suspiciously, and looked at Ling Zheng's gaze, becoming more and more gloomy.

Ling Zheng took a deep breath, he didn't have time to delay, at this time, the power of rebellion was still there, if he didn't fight, wait until the power of rebellion faded, I am afraid there would be no chance for him. Ling Zheng raised his hand, and the golden light on it was filled with his fate, and he rushed towards the old man.

There was a sneer in the old man's eyes, and his body was like a phantom, making it impossible to see clearly.

With a crisp sound, Ling Zheng's body burst back a few steps, his face turned pale, and a wisp of bright red flowed from the corner of his mouth. His face became more and more gloomy, this old man was even stronger than he thought, and he was definitely a ninth-order psychic existence. Just now, the old man just smashed Ling Zheng's disobedience with his fingers, and Ling Zheng felt the surging power inside, and he couldn't resist it at all.