"Boom!"

The Chill Spirit was unstoppable, breaking through the roof and breaking out of a hole about two meters in diameter.

The aura was released, the cold air spread, the shopkeeper and the guy were shivering with cold, and after a moment of trance, they crawled behind the counter.

"Poof, bang!"

At this moment, two men dressed in black fell through a hole in the roof and smashed tables and chairs. The two are taller and look like adults.

"Dead ...... Dead man ......" the guy was just about to shout, but the shopkeeper covered his mouth.

"Why are there still people on the roof?" Lingchuan suddenly became more energetic.

The two men in black remained motionless on the ground, apparently dying.

Lingchuan scratched his head anxiously, "Alas, I actually killed someone by drinking....... What can I do?"

"I'm not a kid again, why do you want to climb the roof!"

"Huh?" Suddenly, he noticed that the two people who had fallen to the ground, their bodies were thin and somewhat familiar, and he frowned and thought for a moment, and suddenly thought, "Oh!

When Lingchuan was resting in the village near Longyuan Mountain, he saw two thieves, one fat and one thin, at night, and then threw the two of them out of the window.

However, after thinking about it carefully, he realized that the two thieves did not seem to be simple, and they were probably thugs sent by the Gong family! And the two black-clothed men in front of him were those two thieves.

"How could they know that I was here?" There wouldn't be anyone else......" Lingchuan was already drinking, and looked at the two men in black, frowning slightly.

"Whoosh, whoosh......"

At this moment, a dense sound of breaking the sky sounded from behind Ling Chuan.

Lingchuan's eyes widened, he took a step forward, spun in the air, and at the same time reached out and grabbed a square wooden table, blocking it in front of him.

I saw that the dense silver needles flying in front of me almost filled the void, and flew towards Lingchuan with murderous energy......

Lingchuan turned his right arm, and the one-meter-square wooden table rotated rapidly in the air, and countless silver needles pierced into the tabletop.

He casually threw the wooden table to the ground and snorted coldly, "Who is it?"

"Step, step, whew, whew!"

As soon as the words fell, the sound of churning and running was heard one after another, and in a short time, nearly twenty warriors dressed in black surrounded the tavern......

"It's finally here...... I thought I could be quiet for a while. Lingchuan glanced at the people around him, shook his head slightly, and then shouted: "Before you die, answer me a question, who sent you ......?"

"Up!"

Before he could finish speaking, a short man with a black cloth covering his face suddenly interrupted. Immediately, the two men in black showed their long swords and struck left and right.

"Damn, don't let people finish their sentences!"

Lingchuan scolded, leaned over and grabbed two chairs, and threw them hard one left and one right.

Seeing this, the two black-clothed men who jumped up to attack hurriedly stopped their figures, either dodged sideways, or slashed with their swords.

After Lingchuan threw out the chair, he immediately leaped forward, and in an instant, he was in front of the short, masked man.

The man was startled, and hurriedly reached out and pulled out a black, round weapon from his waist......

Before he could unleash his weapon, Ling Chuan had already stretched out his left hand and pinched his arm, and at the same time punched him in the nose with his right fist, "Don't let people speak, don't you!"

One punch was followed by another, "Do you want to kill me?"

"What enmity do I have with you?"

"You have the ability to kill me, you have the ability not to vomit blood!"

In the blink of an eye, he punched three more punches in succession, until the short man was bleeding all over his face and the bridge of his nose collapsed......

The other black-clothed people around were stunned for a while, and no one dared to come forward to help.

The short man suddenly clenched his teeth, and with a force of his right arm, he broke free from Lingchuan's control, and with a twist of his wrist, the stick-shaped weapon suddenly softened, bending from his back to the front of his body, and the tip of the long stick was as sharp as a sword, stabbing straight into Lingchuan's face.

Lingchuan hurriedly responded, raising his leg and kicking the stout man in the abdomen, kicking him back and distancing him from him......

"Poof!" who knew that the end of the sword on the top of the stick-shaped weapon shot out, and it was domineering.

Lingchuan's legs just touched the ground, and he followed up with a heel fight, and he took off to dodge.

Only a 'dang' sound was heard, and the end of the sword, which was more than a foot long, was all submerged into the wooden roof beams.

"It's a good weapon!" said Lingchuan in a deep voice.

At this time, he took a closer look at the opponent's weapon, and saw that it looked like a stick instead of a stick, like a whip and not a whip, about one meter and a half long, in addition to the end of the sword, there were eight sections, and the last one in his hand was slightly longer than the others.

"It won't be a hidden weapon in every section, right? Judging by his body speed, he is at least one of the top fifty masters on the Spirit Seeking List, but I have never heard of anyone using this kind of weapon......

Lingchuan thought like this in his heart, and rushed forward with an arrow step, wanting to take the opportunity to get rid of the short leader!

Although the spirit search list was written by Hongyu Mountain, the holy land of intelligence, it is difficult to truly cover everyone in the green forest of the world, and the man in front of him who uses strange weapons is likely to be the master who was missed.

This kind of person is either a retreat to the mountains and forests and rarely shows up, or a high-level thug raised by a large family.

The short man who knelt on one knee wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his mouth was slurred, "Eight Lock Array!"

The black-clothed people around received the order, and immediately jumped out of eight people, stood in eight directions, and surrounded Lingchuan in the middle, but the distance between the eight people and Lingchuan was different.

"Yo Yo Yo, this time I am very well prepared!"

Lingchuan sneered, but he was waiting for it in his heart. He completely demonstrated his cultivation in Longyuan Mountain, and the person who wanted to deal with him must have figured it out, and since he dared to send someone, he must have made full preparations.

"Attack!" the stout leader snorted.

Among the eight people, the two strong men with bulging muscles closest to Lingchuan immediately stepped forward with their bare hands and fought with Lingchuan in close combat.

Although the speed of the two was one level slower than Lingchuan, their physical bodies were very strong, and Lingchuan punched them hard, which could only knock them back, but could not seriously injure them. And the body shape and kung fu routines of the two people are the same, closely coordinated, one attack and one defense, one left and one right, which also slightly makes up for the disadvantage in speed.

The quickest way to deal with such people is to find their cover door and kill them with one blow. But for a short time, Ling Chuan couldn't concentrate on seeing the flaws between the two, because in addition to dealing with the two of them, there was also a man standing slightly behind on each side of his body, holding a long sword and stabbing horizontally.

There are also four other people, standing on the periphery, guarding the four directions, holding spears or hidden weapons, keeping an eye on the battle situation, stabbing or sneaking attacks from afar from time to time.

The kung fu of the eight people is not simple, comparable to the top 100 masters on the soul seeking list, and the weapons are cold and hard, and they are not extraordinary. If you are hit, you are unlikely to die outright, but you are likely to be injured.

After a few rounds, Ling Chuan gradually figured out the routine of the Eight Lock Formation, two strong men who practiced hard kung fu were close to each other, two people with good swords affected his attention, and the other four people took the opportunity to sneak attack.

The eight people cooperated tightly, and Lingchuan hurriedly coped with it, and it was difficult to find the flaw for a while, and beads of sweat gradually oozed from his cheeks......

The application of the Green Forest Formation mainly lies in the cooperation and cooperation of different masters, and a small amount of the principle of Yin and Yang Bagua is used, while the formation in the spiritual world is closely combined with the Yin and Yang of Heaven and Earth, which is more subtle.

", I'm not playing with you guys!"

Lingchuan's expression froze, and the temperature of the air around him plummeted......