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As one of the top few masters on the global black list that year, Fu Yaozi's strength is not bad, and he is already equivalent to a martial artist in the Huangwu Realm.

Yes, of course, this bit of strength is nothing in the cultivation path, but think about it, there were no cultivators in the past, and there were a bunch of ordinary people all over the world.

And what is the concept of a master with the strength of the Huang Wu Realm among ordinary people?

But it's a pity that the top three masters in the world that day not only don't have any master demeanor at the moment, but also don't even have the temperament of a martial artist.

When Ling Zhi jumped off the cloud boat and came to the center of the battlefield, Fuyaozi was surrounded by several men and women of the age.

There were a total of three men and two women surrounding him, each of whom looked very young, no more than thirty years old, but his cultivation was very good, and the lowest was also in the Xuanwu realm, among which there was a woman with thin lips in Danfeng, and her cultivation had reached the Diwu realm.

On the other hand, what about Fuyaozi?

After years of not seeing, even if Ling Zhi left him a good exercise when he left in the past, but in the end, the time was too short, and coupled with the shackles of his age, now it is only a heavy Xuanwu realm.

At this moment, he was covered in blood, his clothes were torn, his hair and beard were pasted on his face haphazardly, his mouth was constantly panting, and his steps were staggering, obviously suffering a lot of internal injuries.

An even more obvious fact is that the young men and women around him don't seem to want to kill him at once, but have a kind of cat play mouse mentality, otherwise, with the comparison of the strength of the two sides, he would have died too much longer to die.

"Old dog, how's it going?

A young man with a long face and thick lips smashed his fist on Fuyaozi's waist and eyes, and asked with a grin: "Hand over the things, we can give you a happy ......"

"You are dreaming!"

Although Fuyaozi was seriously injured and dying, his tone of voice was still very tough.

"Old dog, I'm giving you ten breaths, hand over the things, and save you from death, otherwise, we will let you suffer the punishment of Ling Chi, do you believe it?" another young man threatened Fuyaozi fiercely, and the huge killing intent fell on Fuyaozi without any reservation.

"Senior, I'm sorry! What you left me, Fuyaozi can't keep it, but don't worry, even if I die, I won't let this exercise ......spread outside."

Fuyaozi's eyes showed a deep pathos, and then he took out a thread-bound scroll with the vicissitudes of time from his clothes, looked up at the sky, and reached out to tear the scroll to pieces.

"Fuyaozi, I kindly passed on your exercises, you don't know how to be grateful, and now you want to destroy what I gave you, don't you think it's too much?"

Just as Fuyaozi stretched out his hand to tear it off, a faint voice suddenly resounded in the void, and he listened to it for a while.

In the next moment, when he turned to look at a young man slowly approaching outside the battle circle, those eyes full of despair suddenly regained color.

Without any hesitation, he didn't even feel that the ancient scroll of exercises in his hand fell to the ground, Fu Yaozi's knees weakened, and he knelt down towards Ling Zhi with a pop, "Senior, Fu Yaozi is incompetent......"

"Senior? What is this old dog talking about?

"Who is this kid? He is not much older than us, do you see what he is up to?"

"Damn, who is this Nima? Where did a little deflated three come out? What kind of big head of garlic is filled?"

The three men and two women looked at Ling Zhi who was coming, and all of them had doubts in their eyes, and soon, the woman in the green skirt, who had the highest cultivation among the five, walked out, stopped in front of Ling Zhi and said, "Friend, what do you want to do?"

As if he hadn't seen her, Ling Zhi looked at Fu Shaozi through her body and said, "Lao Fu, what's going on? Why did you run to the small world? Also, who are these little ghosts?"

Gremlin?

Hearing the title of Ling Zhi, not only did the corners of Fu Yaozi's mouth twitch, but the other five young men and women changed color, and their eyes flashed with Sen Sen's murderous intent.

"It's not good, senior, go, hurry up, these people are not mortals, you can't afford to mess with ......"

Fu Yaozi reacted, and immediately opened his mouth and yelled at Ling Zhi.

Yes, Ling Zhi's strength is good, and he used to behave like a god in front of him.

But no matter how strong he is, he can only be dominant among ordinary people, this is the Holy Gate, and a young man who is casually pulled out is a cultivator.

Just like these men and women in front of him, his age is not obvious, his reputation is not obvious, but his strength is terrifyingly high, and anyone can easily crush him, the so-called top three people on the earth in the past.

"What did you say? You let me go?"

Ling Zhi looked at Fuyaozi speechlessly, unable to understand what the other party was saying at all.

"Hahaha! Since you're here, you still want to leave? That's treating our Nanhua Palace gate people as local chickens and dogs......

The man with a long face and thick lips laughed, but just now when he said this, his voice suddenly stopped.

Not only could he no longer speak anymore, but his face became redder than pork liver.

It's not that he is suddenly constipated, but at this moment, a palm is stuck in his throat, lifting him from the ground into the air.

What puzzled this Xuanwu Realm sevenfold man the most was that from beginning to end, he didn't even see clearly how this man made a move.

"Let go of the little ......"

Seeing this scene, a thin-lipped woman not far from the two of them changed her face drastically, and she raised the long sword in her hand and stabbed at Ling Zhi's neck.

"Get out!"

Ling Zhi didn't even look back, and when he raised his hand, he punched out.

Boom!

Piercing pop!

didn't leave a hand, let alone any pity, after this punch, the thin-lipped woman's whole person exploded directly into a cloud of blood mist, and she died so much that there was not even a bit of scum left.

"Bold!"

The remaining three young men and women were all heartbroken, but they didn't dare to step forward anymore, just waiting to look at Wei Gangning with eyes like dead men, "Beast, do you know what you have done? Do you want to go against our Nanhua Palace?"

Ling Zhi smiled lightly, and as soon as his five fingers were slightly forced, there was a sound of bone cracking in the throat of the long-faced man who was choked by his neck, and then he rolled his eyes, and a trace of red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he was speechless.

"You ......"

Seeing this scene, the only woman in the Earth Martial Realm couldn't stop trembling all over.

This time, she didn't even bother to say anything to Ling Zhi, and when she raised her hand, a flying sword was thrown out.

The flying sword that was thrown out was not to kill, but to transmit, a kind of message and respect like the Demon Sect's Black Devil Paper Crane.

"Boy, I have to say, you are very kind, even our people from Nanhua Palace dare to kill you, but little mongrel, since you do this kind of thing that is not as good as pigs and dogs, even if the gods go down to earth today, they can't save you!"

The three young men, who were still a little panicked, finally calmed down after the flying sword was thrown out.

Ling Zhizi ignored the threat of the three of them, but stepped out, came to Fuyaozi is reluctance, and reached out to pull him up from the ground, "How is it?

"Former ...... Senior ......"

Fu Yaozi's lips trembled, and he looked at Ling Zhi in disbelief.

It was only at this time that he realized that his predecessors were indeed his predecessors.

Whether it is in the outer secular world or in the small world of cultivation, he is the same powerful and invincible.

Thinking of the words he had just shouted at him to run away, an old face couldn't help but turn red, "Senior, I'm fine, I'm just suffering some internal injuries, and I can recover after a while of teasing!"

"Well, you sit aside to heal first, and we'll talk about it when I'm done dealing with this side of things!"

Ling Zhi nodded at him, then looked at the three people opposite him again, and said, "You just said that you are all from Nanhua Palace? May I ask, which Nanhua Palace? Is it the Nanhua Palace of the first sect recognized by the Holy Gate?"

"Nonsense!"

The woman in the green dress stepped forward, and a hint of pride flashed on her fairly bright cheeks, "The entire Holy Gate, except for us, who dares and who deserves this name?"

"Boy, now you know our sect, right? Do you regret it? Are you scared? But it's a pity, you killed two senior brothers and sisters of our sect in a row, even if you kneel on the ground and beg for mercy now, we won't spare you!"

"Yes, if you know each other, I advise you to cut yourself now, maybe you can suffer a little less, otherwise, hehe......"

The three of them kept saying threatening words, but Ling Zhi's brows were furrowing deeper and deeper, and after a while, he finally couldn't help but snort coldly: "Shut up!"

"You ......"

"Are you all done?"

"What if you're done?" replied the woman in the green dress proudly.

Ling Zhi narrowed his eyes and said, "Listen, words, I'll just say it once, from now on, after ten breaths, the three of you, I only need one person to live to lead the way for me, who dies and who lives, you decide for yourself!"