Ling Aotian was furious.

Under the aggressiveness of these two brothers, the anger in his heart completely exploded.

"It seems that it is my forbearance that makes you feel that I am afraid of you. Ling Aotian's voice was full of coldness.

"Hahaha!" The young man in yellow let out a wild laugh, and then looked at the more than twenty subordinates behind him, "You say, did I hear it wrong, he means that he is not afraid of us?

After speaking, he turned his gaze to Ling Aotian and made a frightened expression: "Oops! I'm so scared! I'm really scared!"

With the words of the young man in yellow, more than twenty of his subordinates burst into laughter.

"Big brother, tell him so much, kill him!" said the brocade-robed young man impatiently.

"Oh, my silly brother, why are you still so boring, don't you know that hunting doesn't eat rats immediately after catching them, but eats them when you've had enough? It's a great pleasure to play with the rats and see the despair of the rats in desperation!"

The words of the young man in yellow naturally caused his subordinates to burst into laughter.

Ling Aotian looked coldly at the people who were laughing wildly.

"It seems that in your eyes, I am nothing more than a rat that may die at any time, in that case, let me see how capable these hunters are!"

With that, Ling Aotian's remnant sword slowly raised and pointed at the yellow-clothed young man and his group of laughing men.

A person, fearlessly facing a group of people.

A remnant sword, emitting a sharp light, is terrifying!

However, the cold light of the remnant sword was obviously a lot dimmed under the young man who calmly faced everyone, and Ling Aotian at this moment was more like a sharp sword out of the sheath, with a sharp edge.

Ling Aotian's actions shocked everyone, all the laughter disappeared, and everyone's eyes were on this young man who looked a little thin.

"Hehe, since the rat is in a hurry to find death, then let's fulfill him!"

After speaking, the young man in yellow waved his hand violently, and more than twenty people behind him held weapons in their hands and pressed towards Ling Aotian.

"Midori, be careful!" gently pushed Midori aside, and after admonishing him, he looked at the approaching twenty people.

Killing machine, instantly appeared!

Ling Aotian's feet moved, and his entire body quickly rushed forward.

"Kill!" More than 20 people let out an earth-shattering shout, and the weapons in their hands flashed with a little cold light, and attacked Ling Aotian.

The people brought by the yellow-clothed youth were much stronger than the five family members brought by the brocade-clothed youth, a few of them had already reached the level of the early stage of the fourth-level fighters, and the rest were all the peak of the third-level fighters, and more than twenty people attacked at the same time, Ling Aotian immediately had a sense of danger.

At the beginning, in the Dead Moon Canyon, although Ling Aotian also killed twenty Aode Imperial warriors with the strength of a third-level fighter, but at that time, he mainly adopted the method of attack and killing, and he did not have to face more than twenty masters at one time, but now, he was facing the joint attack of more than twenty masters, and the danger of this morning can be imagined.

More than 20 strong men attacked at the same time, and the momentum was not an exaggeration to say that it was earth-shattering, just the momentum formed by the swing of the weapons of more than 20 people formed a terrifying storm.

It was obviously unrealistic for one person to carry the attack of more than twenty people, and Ling Aotian was not arrogant enough to think that he had an aura and could ignore their attacks, and before the attack of the twenty people was approaching, Ling Aotian had already unleashed the Heavenly Remnant Step, and instantly avoided everyone's attacks.

The more than twenty people brought by the yellow-clothed youth had extremely rich combat experience, Ling Aotian had just avoided their attack, and before he could launch a counterattack, the moves of the more than twenty people changed at the same time, and twenty weapons rolled towards Ling Aotian again.

Seeing the fierce attack of more than twenty people, Ling Aotian had to give up his plan, and his body retreated dozens of steps back, avoiding everyone's attack.

Ling Aotian frowned, the attacks of more than 20 people were so well coordinated that he couldn't find a chance to attack at all, if he continued like this, he would be the one who would suffer in the end!

Looking at the more than twenty people who were approaching him again, Ling Aotian's mind kept thinking about countermeasures.

"Haha, you're finished!" Seeing that Ling Aotian was forced to retreat by more than twenty generals, the young man in yellow laughed proudly.

Looking at the yellow-clothed young man standing aside to watch the play, the cold light in Ling Aotian's eyes flashed.

It can be seen that the strength of the young man in yellow is stronger than that of the young man in the brocade robe, and he has reached the level of the early stage of a fourth-level fighter, but even so, Ling Aotian is sure that he can defeat him in a single battle.

Fighting alone! Ling Aotian's eyes flashed with a flash of inspiration, he had no way to resist the attack of more than 20 people, but at this moment, the young man in yellow and the young man in brocade robe were not within the scope of the siege, if he could seize the opportunity, he would definitely be able to hit the other party by surprise.

Thinking of this, Ling Aotian began to calculate the distance between him and the young man in yellow and the young man in brocade robe.

It's easy to say, but if you want to calculate the right time to attack under the attack of more than 20 people, how can it be so easy, before he can judge the distance between himself and the young man in yellow, the attack of more than 20 people has arrived again.

In desperation, Ling Aotian once again cast the Heavenly Remnant Step, avoiding the attack of more than 20 people.

The stalemate has been going on.

The attack of more than twenty people was indeed strong, but due to Ling Aotian's extremely fast speed, they had no way to attack the other party at all, and for a while, they could not expand the results of the battle at all.

Similarly, because Ling Aotian couldn't find the right time, he couldn't do anything about more than 20 people who were like an iron plate.

Ling Aotian and more than twenty people in the battle stalemate, the brocade-robed young man couldn't help it, he was not like the young man in yellow, he loved to play cat and mouse, what he wanted now was to kill Ling Aotian as soon as possible, and then take away the cute girl who he couldn't extricate himself from at a glance, and at this moment he saw the stalemate between the two sides. How could he still endure it, and with a loud shout, he waved the long knife in his hand and rushed towards Ling Aotian.

Ling Aotian, who was still worried about not being able to approach the yellow-clothed youth and the brocade-robed youth who were watching the battle from a distance, saw that the brocade-robed youth couldn't help but rush towards him, and a light flashed in his eyes.

Ling Aotian constantly adjusted his position, waiting for the arrival of the brocade-robed youth.

"Die!" the brocade-robed young man let out an angry roar, and the long knife in his hand slashed towards Ling Aotian.

In the eyes of the brocade-robed youth, Ling Aotian was already a dead man, because at this time, he was busy dealing with the attacks of the more than twenty people.

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Ling Aotian's mouth, and he slowly retreated towards the brocade-robed youth.

In the eyes of outsiders, Ling Aotian was forced to retreat step by step under the combined attack of more than 20 people, unable to defeat him, and in the same way, the young man in the brocade robe also thought the same, his not yet handsome face showed a hideous smile, as if he had seen Ling Aotian die tragically under his knife.

Although the young man in yellow was standing in the distance, his eyes were always on the battlefield, seeing this scene, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but at that moment, he saw a strange smile on the corner of Ling Aotian's mouth.

A feeling of unease rose in the heart of the young man in yellow.

Although he didn't understand where the uneasiness in his heart came from, the young man in yellow still didn't dare to be careless.

"Second brother, get out!"

"Do you want to retreat? It's too late!" Seeing the young man in yellow reminding him, the killing intent in Ling Aotian's eyes became even stronger.

Hearing his eldest brother's reminder, the brocade-robed young man was stunned for a moment, but he was still unwilling to give up such a rare opportunity, so he just paused for a moment and continued to swing his knife towards Ling Aotian.

And at this moment, Ling Aotian suddenly turned around.

Fast! indescribably fast!

The moment he turned around, the remnant sword in Ling Aotian's hand stabbed out mercilessly.

"Ahh

With a scream, Ling Aotian's remnant sword pierced the chest of the brocade-robed youth.

"You ......" the brocade-robed young man looked at Ling Aotian in disbelief.

"Arrogance, there is a price to pay!" Ling Aotian said to him softly, pulling out the remnant sword that was inserted into the chest of the brocade-robed young man.

"No!" In the remorseful roar of the young man in yellow, the young man in the brocade robe slowly fell to the ground.

The hatred in the heart of the young man in yellow! He was originally watching the battle with the mentality of playing with mice, and he couldn't calm down anymore, and because of his carelessness, he let his younger brother die tragically under Ling Aotian's sword.

"Kill, kill him!" roared the young man in yellow.

The more than 20 subordinates of the yellow-clothed young man were also crazy, letting the little master die under their noses, no one dared to bear this kind of responsibility, so Ling Aotian had to die.

The crazy attacks of more than twenty masters seemed to be even more powerful, but Ling Aotian keenly noticed that the cooperation between them was far less seamless than before.

Similarly, because of his brother's death, the young man in yellow could no longer be a bystander, and rushed towards Ling Aotian frantically.

Opportunities came one after another.

The murderous intent in Ling Aotian's eyes has become even stronger, since the trouble has come, and escaping can no longer solve the problem, then, just face it directly and smash all the obstacles!

With such thoughts, Ling Aotian ignored the men of the yellow-clothed youth who rushed towards him, turned around, and rushed towards the yellow-clothed youth.

"Die!" The young man in yellow, who had already been distracted by his brother's death, waved his long knife frantically and slashed towards Ling Aotian.

In the face of the frantic attack of the young man in yellow, Ling Aotian's eyes were cold, his feet were wrong, he avoided the long knife of the young man in yellow, and at the same time took a few steps forward, inserting the remnant sword in his hand that still carried the blood of the young man in the brocade robe into his chest.

"Uh!" The sharp pain in his chest made the young man in yellow sober up, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

"I hate it!" an unwilling roar came from the mouth of the young man in yellow.