Tie Ying said coldly: "Look at your formation, are you planning to fight back?"

The first to speak out was Ling Potian: "Although you are powerful, if the four of us make a move together, it is still unknown who will win and who will lose!"

The other three family heads also had resentment and solemnity on their faces, the tragic death of the people in the family had already pushed their nerves to the limit, if they didn't vent it again, the vigorous anger was probably going to explode in their bodies. （）

Tie Ying has never said much, the four family masters are obviously going to fight a big battle, and it is useless to talk more nonsense at this time, only by letting them experience a baptism of blood and fire can they understand the difference in strength.

He immediately moved, and the other four teenagers also moved almost at the same time.

The first to bear the brunt was Tie Ying, his figure was just a flash, and he arrived in front of Zhang Wuving's body, his five fingers became claws, and an ordinary eagle claw hand was used, and what was held was Zhang Wuving's throat.

Zhang Wushu is such a character, he is a master who has been promoted to the Earth Yuan Realm, but he only saw a figure flashing in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, Tie Ying had already come to the front of him, and his throat was also cold, and he subconsciously retreated backwards.

With a snort, Zhang Wuyi, who stepped back in one step, covered his neck, blood seeped out between his fingers, and his face changed greatly: it was just an eagle grip, not even a high-level martial art, but it actually grabbed blood marks on his body comparable to a famous weapon.

"It's so fast. His face was already a little pale, and he praised.

"It's not fast," Tie Ying held one hand behind him, looking at his other hand with a little blood: "I thought I would have grabbed your entire throat bone," he looked at Zhang Wuyi again, and his eyes were cold: "Will it be slow?" （）”

The sound of ping-pong rang was heard, and the battle had already begun in all directions.

Although Wang Mingren, the head of the Wang family, has a rough face, the weapon he uses is a long whip with a light purple body, and when he swings it, it has not touched the ground, and the energy brought out will cut out a deep ravine on the ground.

But the whip was as weak as a soft-skinned snake in the hands of a sword-wielding young man, and not only did it not even touch the ends of the boy's hair, but the head of the debate was cut off three times, and a sword was also drawn under the right eye, so that it was not embarrassed.

Chu Wentian, the head of the Chu family, also did not get any benefits, he was already extremely strong when he practiced a golden bell jar, and he could still hear the loud sound of hitting the bell between his fists.

But under the long sword of the other young man, he could only retreat step by step, the young man just stabbed the sword forward, and used a three-star Gong Rui between a breath and a breath, and the three layers of strength exploded on Chu Wentian's body one after another, forcing him to retreat straight back, even if the force of pouring away had made his feet sink into the ground, his chest was still suffocated, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Ling Xiao watched in the dark, and his heart was already shocked, these teenagers were not even half the age of these family masters, but they had the upper hand against them, the four family masters were the strongest existence of the four families, spiritual leaders.

However, his spiritual leader was defeated by the hands of several teenagers, and the four families watching the battle from a distance were already in turmoil, and their hearts seemed to be a huge stone. （）

Ling Xiao looked at his grandfather, his fists clenched, his knuckles white. and all will be bloody.

Five against four, one of them has to deal with two people at the same time, and that person is Ling Potian, the head of the Ling family.

He faced two masters at the same time, one of them was the messenger boy who escaped under his nose the day before yesterday, and the other was Yuan Cheng, who was slightly inferior to half a chip, and the two were slightly inferior to half a chip together, and the one who was higher was much higher than half a chip.

Ling Potian's kung fu walked in a fierce way, and his fists were shrouded in a layer of vitality, and the sound of banging shook with ** and the young man's long sword.

It's just that two fists are hard to beat four hands, but after fighting six moves, one of the young man's long sword cut a crack in his armpit, and after three more moves, the tendon of his left leg was cut off half, and he immediately knelt on the ground with a soft left knee, and raised his fist to block a horizontal cut on the right side, but he didn't find that the diagonal left, a sword pierced straight to his eye socket.

"Hugh is going to hurt my grandfather!" Ling Xiao roared, his body already moving.

In the next second, his person was already standing in front of Ling Potian, holding tightly the sword that stabbed at Ling Potian in his hand, which was as white as jade, and covered the sword with a layer of frost in the cold air.

"Xiao'er, leave, this is not an opponent you can confront you. Ling Potian punched back the young man attacking from the right and stood up strongly. （）

Ling Xiao didn't say a word, just looked at the young man in front of him who was caught with the sword, his eyes were unscrupulous, and as soon as the young man touched his gaze, his brows were also furrowed, and his heart shrank: "This fierce killing intent can only be practiced by killing many people." ”

At this time, the exclamation sounded from the right.

When Yuan Cheng saw Ling Xiao's face, he took a step back in shock, pointed at Ling Xiao and shouted, "It's him, it's him, it's this person who killed us in the forest that day." ”

The young man who was holding the sword was shocked, drew his sword and retreated, Ling Xiao also let go immediately, and several other members of the Holy Fire Sect who were fighting heard the sound, and they also stopped the trick in their hands, and after a few brushes, the five of them gathered together again.

had already appeared and been recognized again, Ling Xiao didn't have the heart to hide in the shadows anymore, so he simply stood in place and looked at the few people who looked at him with complicated expressions.

At this time, when the people of the four families saw the truce, they were already bold masters who flashed into the battlefield and supported their respective family heads.

Zhang Qiqi carried Zhang Wushu on his shoulders with one hand, Zhang Wuving's clothes were already torn, and there were faint traces of blood seeping out, and Tie Ying used a trick to fight him from beginning to end, but he couldn't escape.

Ling Shouxin was the first to rush in, wanting to hold Ling Potian, but was waved away by a wave of his hand.

"Are you sure it's him?" Iron Eagle asked in a cold voice.

Yuan Cheng's face was extremely excited, and he no longer had the cold look he had before: "You can recognize it if you break your bones and scatter ashes, it's him." （）”

With the posture of the broken jade fist and the bloody knife that day, he now thinks back, his body is still throbbing uncontrollably, if it weren't for Fu Seal to save his life, he would have died at that time.

The cold air on Ling Xiao's fists subsided, and his heart moved, and it seemed that he couldn't hide it.

After receiving an affirmative answer, Tie Ying stepped forward, a pair of deep eagle eyes looked at Ling Xiao, and his tone was light: "It's really a lot of effort to find you." ”

Ling Xiao also smiled and said, "I'm here, but you don't have the ability to take my life." ”

Anyway, it's all about fighting to the death, but you can't fall behind in words.

The other people present were not idiots, and between the two or three sentences of dialogue, they had already heard that Ling Xiao had already had a holiday with the Holy Fire Sect, and the wavering mind caused by being crushed by the melee just now began to turn again.

The first to speak was Wang Fengtian: "So you have been looking for this guy? He is standing here now, it is better to ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Ling Potian's voice resounded throughout the camp: "If you want Xiao'er's life, and ask me first if the Ling family agrees, what are you talking nonsense from a foreigner!"

Ling Shouxin's fat body was blocked by Ling Xiao's left side, although his face was sweating, his eyes were extremely firm: "Whoever dares to move Xiao'er, pass me first!" He knew that Ling Potian couldn't please him, and he was not a unified enemy under the hands of these people, but he still protected Ling Xiao who was standing behind him.

Zhang Wushu also opened his mouth: "The Holy Fire Sect's slashing rate has been so fast in the past few days, I'm afraid it can't be separated from your precious grandson!

There was a clear implication in his words that he had already surrendered. Indeed, as the head of the family, even the young masters of the enemy can't resist it, and if the older masters come, I'm afraid that their bloodlines will be cut off.

Even the Zhang family, who is full of hatred, has to admit this status quo, and they are alive and alive.

Absolute strength is able to crush all thoughts of resistance.

The four short-lived alliances have already had cracks.

"Hehehe," Ling Potian laughed a few times, "So you're going to be a dog," he turned his head to the head of the Wang family, "You're the same, huh?"

The green tendons on Wang Renming's forehead burst out, his face was pale, and he squeezed out a sentence from his mouth: "Those who know the times are Junjie." ”

Chu Wentian didn't say a word.

Tie Ying clasped his hands around his chest and looked at a good scene in front of him, but the three teenagers and Yuan Cheng looked at Ling Xiao together, with the meaning of devouring in their eyes.

Ling Xiao clenched his fists, and he already understood in his heart that the four families had been divided, and on the bright side, the Wang family and the Zhang family had surrendered, although the Chu family did not indicate it, but most of them also meant it. And as a person who has been hunted down by the Holy Fire Sect for a long time, if any family captures themselves and hands them over to the Holy Fire Sect, as a lottery head for surrender, it can be regarded as a merit.

The Ling family is already the target of everyone.

Ling Potian also thought of this, and even shouted out: "If any dog wants to slaughter his former allies to flatter, he needs to ask our Ling family if they agree!"

Before the words fell, there were a few sounds of brushing, and a few figures flashed out of the Ling family, and they spontaneously surrounded Ling Xiao in unison.

Ling Shouren, the eldest of the nine sons, Ling Shouqian, who has not recovered from serious injuries, Ling Boyun, Ling Buwei, and Ling Hai, the former playmate......

What surprised Ling Xiao was that Ling Shouzhi and Ling Shouyi also appeared on the periphery, especially Ling Shouyi stood on the periphery, his eyes were red, he was the most proud and the only son of the baby died, and now he had hatred in his heart.

Ling Xiao's heart suddenly surged with warmth, and he reached out and stroked his right arm.

Tie Ying's face was grim, and he suddenly slapped his palms a few times, which was quite abrupt in the solemn atmosphere: "It's really a good show, and let me see your loyalty." ”

The eyes of the head of the Zhang family and the head of the Wang family moved, and several people jumped out of the crowd behind them, opposite the Ling family.

Another battle is about to start again, and everyone else present can smell the impending bloody rain, and the Chu family also jumped out of a few and stood on Chu Wentian's side, without indicating their position, but only waiting for the head of the family to speak.

"Uncles, please get out of the way. A huge gust of wind suddenly set off on the flat ground, exploding in all directions in the Ling family's encirclement, and Ling Xiao's voice rang out.

The Ling family who was standing on the periphery was shocked, this aura that burst out at first glance had already far surpassed their own, and when they turned their heads to look, they couldn't help but get out of the way.

Ling Xiao held a blood-colored long knife in his hand, dragged it on the ground and slowly walked out of the crowd, the aura on his body was unscrupulously released in all directions, he no longer needed to hide his strength, his long knife was eager to drink the blood of the person in front of him.

In front of everyone, Ling Xiao glanced around with cold eyes, laughed, and brazenly thrust the long knife into the ground, almost word by word: "Those who commit the Ling family, kill!" (Chivalry Chinese Network)