The two sides confronted each other, and at the same time kept killing and pounced on the monsters.

Soon, the remaining nearly 100 monsters were strangled on both sides.

There was no one on either side to open the door, and no one dared to move.

Kong Xuan looked blankly at the woman in black robe in front of him, stretched out his hand to touch the woman, and said softly: "Wumeng......"

Suddenly, a cold light flashed, and a long knife slashed at Kong Xuan's hand.

"Dang!" With a tremor, Ling Mu's green silk glazed sword not only blocked the long knife, but also shook the opposite side back.

The black market pushed aside the two people who were in front of him and said to Ling Mu: "You are very strong, you can break into here alone without a map, but now there is only one day in front of you, and that is to obey me!

There are only two people in Ling Mu and Kong Xuan, one is the third Huang Yuanjing, and the other is the seventh Huang Yuanjing, and they are not any top powerhouses in the same realm.

And on the side of the young master of the black market, the top powerhouses of the ten people around him who have all raised Gu not only have Huang Yuanjing's ninth-level terrifying strength, but also have actual combat experience and strong psychology that ordinary people do not have, and each of them seems to have been born specifically to kill people.

Although the young master of the black market has been protected by everyone and has not made a move, those who know know that the young master of the black market is more terrifying and cruel than the ten people around him.

However, the black market master rarely made a move, because he felt that no one was qualified to make him make a move.

Ling Mu looked sideways at those who had been blown up, and said with some mockery: "Sincerely obey you, and then be the same as them?"

Kong Xuan gritted his teeth and looked at the young master of the black market angrily, if it weren't for Ling Mu's presence, he was afraid that he would have rushed forward.

"Hehe, those people are just a bunch of waste, you are different from them, you are qualified to be my subordinate!"

Ling Mu was very strange, how did this black market young master know his ability, because the black market young master didn't see him make a move. Ling Mu suspected that this was simply a lie by the young master of the black market.

However, the young master of the black market was not lying, although he didn't see Ling Mu make a move, he knew how dangerous the tunnel that Ling Mu had just come out of was.

The black market map clearly shows that there was a dead end in that tunnel, and the reason why it was called a dead end was not because of anything else, but because there were hundreds of monsters in the tunnel. And the terrain is narrow.

Where the combat power of the monsters is limited, their combat power is also limited, and if it is constantly consumed, it must be the monsters that have the advantage.

Therefore, even if the young master of the black market led these nearly fifty people, he did not dare to storm the tunnel, but took a detour to kill them from the other side.

Now Ling Mu and Kong Xuan were able to come out of the tunnel alive, because Kong Xuan's strength was clear to the young master of the black market, so Ling Mu must have something extraordinary, and he had some magic weapons alive.

With Ling Mu's current strength as Huang Yuanjing's third level, he has such combat power, and he will definitely be invincible when he grows up in the future.

The young master of the black market naturally wanted to win Ling Mu over and become his right-hand man.

However, Ling Mu was indifferent to this, what is Ling Mu's identity, three thousand years ago, he was the prince of the Holy Spirit Country, and any of the secret guards around him were taken out by one of the overlords, Ling Mu really looked down on the current black market young master.

What's more, this black market is also related to his mother, but what is the identity of his mother in the black market, Ling Mu is not clear, but it is not low to think about it.

Ling Mu looked at the appearance of the young master of the black market, a little funny, and joked: "Just a waste like you, you still want me to punish you, if it was back then, you wouldn't even be qualified to be my dog!"

"Shut up, dare to insult the young master of my family!" The person who was shocked back by Ling Mu's sword before let out a loud shout and slashed at Ling Mu.

With the blessing of Huang Yuanjing's ninth-level strength, the long knife in that person's hand shone with dazzling light, and the afterimage of the aura even left behind where the knife slashed showed how terrifying this sword was.

Ling Mu snorted coldly and dodged sideways, dodging the man's attack.

And the green silk glass sword in Ling Mu's hand was aimed at the man's wrist.

Ling Mu slashed his sword, and before the man could react, he saw a circle of blood coming out of his wrist from his hand.

"Bang Dang" clenched the palm of the long knife and fell to the ground.

"Ah......hh My hand ......" That's when the pain of the severed hand reached the brain.

The rest of the people also looked at everything in front of them in disbelief, Ling Mu not only dodged the knife that the man slashed at him, but also cut off his palm with his backhand.

At this speed, even Huang Yuanjing's ninth weight could hardly do it.

However, before they could be surprised, the man whose palm was cut off found that his wound began to turn blue and continued to spread upward.

"What is this, what have you done to me!" the man roared at Ling Mu.

The rest of the people seemed to be afraid of being infected, and they regretted a few steps, only Wumeng was still standing, in place.

Seeing this, Wu Meng, without the slightest hesitation, drew out a long knife and slashed at the man's arm.

The man's original hand was only broken, and it only took a while to heal, but now he has broken the entire arm, which is not intended to be recovered in a while.

But this is also the only way, if you don't cut off your arm in time, I'm afraid the whole person will be gone.

The man also understood the reason why Wu Meng did this, and just covered his wounds and glared at Ling Mu.

The severed arm on the ground soon turned into cyan ashes and scattered.

The young master of the black market looked at the green silk glazed sword in Ling Mu's hand, revealing a greedy look.

The man with the broken arm of Wu Meng also took a few steps back, and the people around the young master of the black market no longer dared to step forward.

The power of the Green Silk Glass Sword in Ling Mu's hand was enough to shock everyone present.

Ling Mu looked at the few people who were constantly holding back, smiled, and said, "Wasn't it arrogant just now? What's wrong now? Why are they so far away from me." ”

If it was before, Ling Mu was afraid that everyone would laugh out of his big teeth when he said this, but now no one dared to question Ling Mu's words.

Of course, in their hearts, it was not Ling Mu who was terrifying, but the green silk glazed sword in his hand.

However, these are not important to Ling Mu, as long as they can deter them, if they are really not afraid of life and death to attack with all their might, Ling Mu really won't be able to do it.

Even if he sacrificed the Thunder Moon, Ling Mu was not sure of a complete victory, so instead of fighting to the death, it was better to make the other side feel afraid.

The young master of the black market knew that it was not a way to go on like this, so he said to Ling Mu: "Ling Mu, why don't we enter this gate together, the treasures inside, whoever gets it will be theirs, and we will not interfere with each other, how about it." ”