"What's your name?" Wu Ling is also very curious about the little girl who has the ability to bring the dead back to life.

"Moon Watching Xiaoqi!"

"Moon-watching Xiaoqi?" Wu Ling searched in his mind, but he didn't find a nobleman named 'Moon Watching' in the central city.

Guanyue Xiaoqi was very smart and perceptive, saw Wu Ling's doubts, and said, "I'm not a nobleman, I belong to a foreign race. ”

Foreigners come from some remote and mysterious places in the spirit realm, often possessing some incredible abilities, and they never deal with the nobility, but only owe allegiance to the Holy See.

Wu Ling nodded, and the two walked side by side, gradually entering the depths of the canyon.

"Whew~"

Suddenly, a cold light flashed in front of him, and a sharp spear pierced him.

"Get out of the way!"

Wu Ling pushed the little girl away, summoned the dragon sword, danced, and formed a sword and shield to block the front.

"Wow!"

The spear touched the sword and shield, shaking the surrounding air and making a long roar.

Wu Ling was forced to take two steps back, and in terms of strength, the owner of this spear had to be at least a soul master-level figure.

The spear missed, quickly retreated, and was caught in the hand of a black-haired man.

The black-haired man stepped forward, glanced at Wu Ling proudly, and then said to Xiaoqi who was watching the moon next to him: "Little sister, this person is a civilian, and staying with him will lose face!" I'm going to teach him a good lesson today, the scene might be a bit bloody, if you don't want to be scared, leave quickly. ”

"I know." Guanyue Xiaoqi jumped onto a big rock behind him, and said excitedly, "This is a matter between the two of you, I won't interfere, you guys fight quickly, I want to watch the battle!" ”

"Whatever you want." The black-haired man didn't expect Guanyue Xiaoqi to be so bold, and admonished, "Later, if I accidentally kill this civilian, don't talk nonsense after you go out!" ”

"Okay." Guanyue Xiaoqi nodded, "Similarly, if he kills you, I will tell others the truth that you deliberately found fault and were killed by him!" ”

"Humph! Not possible! The black-haired man said proudly.

Wu Ling asked, "Who are you, Song Feng or Lu Fei?" ”

The black-haired man was stunned for a moment, and replied: "It seems that someone has already reported to you, since you know that we are going to deal with you, you still dare to come to the mountain, there is really a way in heaven for you not to go, and there is no door for hell for you to break in!" Your grandfather and I are Song Feng, the heir of the Song family's marksmanship, let me get rid of you for the president today! ”

After Song Feng finished speaking, he suddenly raised his gun and stabbed him, Wu Ling was about to block with his sword, but found that Song Feng's shadow suddenly disappeared from the front and disappeared.

Wu Ling immediately became cautious, he knew that Song Feng was nearby, because the sense of oppression given to him by the three-star soul master had not disappeared, but was getting closer and closer.

"It's amazing, it's amazing!" Guanyue Xiaoqi sat on the stone and clapped his hands, and said, "Brother Song Feng's 'Breakthrough Soul Technique' is used so beautifully, it can completely hide his aura and traces in a short range, and then attack after getting close to the enemy. It's a pity that this type of soul skill also has a disadvantage, that is, it will definitely show its form at the moment of attack! ”

She just told Song Feng's soul skills in this way, on the surface, she was praising Song Feng, but in fact, she was helping Wu Ling.

Wu Ling realized in an instant, and began to hold his breath, alert to all the movements around him.

"Damn little girl!"

Song Feng was secretly annoyed, he wanted to take advantage of his difficulty to kill Wu Ling from behind, but now that he had noticed it and launched a defense, it was impossible to sneak attack again.

had to simply launch an attack from the front, in a vain attempt to control the rhythm of the battle with the suppression of the soul power level.

The bronze spear head appeared, piercing Wu Lingmian directly, and the speed was so fast that it was like a white horse passing through a gap, and it was coming in the blink of an eye.

Wu Ling bent over and flipped back, the spear pressed against his cheek, and then raised his foot and kicked Song Feng out.

At the moment when Song Feng flew out, the Long Yin Sword followed closely, as fast as a shock, dividing into multiple afterimages, unable to see the main body clearly, and stabbed nine swords in a row on Song Feng's body.

Song Feng had just landed and stabilized, his head and body were wrapped in sword qi.

"Seriously injured!"

Wu Ling activated his skill, and the sword qi that entangled Song Feng immediately exploded, knocking him out again.

The sword is Wu Ling's horcrux, his swordsmanship has already reached the point of being superb, he can use his fist to make three punches in a second to trigger a critical hit, but if he uses a sword, the speed is three times faster.

In other words, in the time of one basic attack, he can hit nine basic attacks and trigger a serious injury!

Song Feng looked shocked, and then he realized that it was unreasonable for Shen Bao to be defeated at the hands of Wu Ling.

With his three-star soul master's level, against a nine-star soul master, without any defense, it only takes three basic attacks to kill the opponent.

But now, I have encountered such a pervert, who used the time of other people's one basic attack to play nine basic attacks, and can also trigger a critical attack, which is equivalent to 21 basic attacks at one time.

The basic attack damage of the nine-star soul master is 90 soul power, and 21 times is 1890, while the soul power value of the three-star soul master is 3000, that is to say, Wu Ling only needs two basic attacks to kill him!

After thinking about this, Song Feng was shocked and sweaty, and now he can only hope for the soul technique to kill Wu Ling with one blow!

"Gun array!"

Song Feng formed a magic circle with both hands, and the spear in his hand suddenly turned into hundreds of bars, and they all aimed at Wu Ling.

"Go!"

Song Feng gave an order, and all the spears pierced Wu Ling overwhelmingly.

Wu Ling also hurriedly sealed, and the front magic array appeared, and a white soul power sword flew out of it, and the number was only a lot more than that of the spear.

"Flying Thousand Swords!"

The flying sword attacked, crushing the number of spears, and soon shot down all the spears, besieging Song Feng.

"Don't kill me!"

Song Feng was so frightened that he hurriedly begged for mercy.