Xiao Ling woke up slowly, and a mouthful of blood coughed out of his mouth, staining the placket on his chest red.

At this time, there was no expression on his face, and the originally frightened eyes had disappeared, replaced by an incomparably insolent indifference.

Although I was a little surprised that a small subordinate could still wake up after receiving another slap from him. But this is nothing to the black-clothed assassin, an ordinary subordinate without any mysteries, even if he stands in front of him intact?

Xiao Ling supported his weak body, slowly sat up, and kept coughing, letting blood spurt out of his mouth.

Looking at Xiao Ling, who looked so embarrassed, the black-clothed assassin led by him, couldn't help but show a mocking look in his eyes, and then said coldly: "Xiao Qi, you go and kill this thing that doesn't know whether to live or die." ”

A black-clothed and masked assassin behind him received the order, and without any hesitation, he drew his sword and set off to pounce towards Xiao Ling.

A sword light revealed a deep chill, and in the blink of an eye, it came to Xiao Ling.

Among these black-clothed assassins, the lowest strength is also in the early stage of Jin Xuan, at this time, this Xiao Qi is going all out, how can ordinary people be able to resist it, let alone Xiao Ling, a subordinate who has just come into contact with Xuan Qi.

It's just that at this time, Xiao Ling didn't have the slightest timid look on his face, his eyes were locked on the other party, and his body didn't move half a minute, but when the sharp long sword was about to pierce his chest, he suddenly stretched out a finger and gently flicked it on the sword.

Suddenly, a strange force invaded, shaking Xiao Qi's arm numb, and the long sword came out of his hand uncontrollably, turning around in mid-air, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Xiao Qi.

Xiao Qi obviously didn't expect this Xiao Ling to have this hand, so he was caught off guard, and his body that was moving forward had no defense at all, and he was suddenly stabbed by his own long sword, and fell in front of Xiao Ling in the blink of an eye.

"Little Seven!"

The rest of the black-clothed assassins behind him were horrified when they saw their companion die inexplicably.

Xiao Ling didn't pay attention to these people's reactions at all, and went about her own thing.

Xiao Ling's actions looked at Zhou Ziming on the side, but he was very confused, he only saw Xiao Ling casually moving a few times on his body, and he didn't understand why Xiao Ling did this.

It's just that what surprised him the most was Xiao Ling's casual hand just now, which actually let the menacing assassin be killed by his own sword, what happened?

In a moment, the black-clad assassins had recovered from their previous shock, and the sight of their companions being killed had also aroused the anger of the black-clad assassins.

Everyone drew their weapons one after another and rushed towards Xiao Ling, but only the Yuxuan assassin led by him did not move.

Seeing these assassins approaching, the corners of Xiao Ling's mouth lifted slightly, and a trace of fierceness and mockery flashed in his eyes, but he still sat on the ground without any movement.

At this time, one of the assassins had already taken the lead in front of Xiao Ling, perhaps because of the strange death of his previous companion, all the assassins did not use weapons, and instead punched Xiao Ling.

In Zhou Ziming's eyes, Xiao Ling sat on the ground, and it seemed that he didn't have time to dodge the assassin's angry punch.

It's just that he didn't know that Xiao Ling didn't plan to avoid the other party's fist at all.

Instead, he leaned forward slightly, just as his chest met the assassin's fist.

The assassin's fist hit Xiao Ling's body directly, and a mouthful of blood splashed out of Xiao Ling's mouth, but it pierced the assassin's face, and before he was caught off, the assassin's eye was actually stabbed by blood, and his body shook slightly, and Xiao Ling's finger suddenly stretched out, just in the heart of the assassin.

Hearing the Assassin's scream, he shuddered and lost his strength, just as a companion came up to him and collided with the dead Assassin without any defense, rolling to the ground.

And Xiao Ling, who received the assassin's punch, turned a flush on her originally pale face.

It turned out that Xiao Ling knew that his internal injuries were extremely serious, and just now he took advantage of the gap to use special techniques to sort out the qi and blood surging in his body, but because he was too seriously injured, he could not dredge the blocked blood stasis in his body in a short period of time by relying only on his own strength, so just now Xiao Ling deliberately let the assassin's fist hit him, and used the external force to flush away the blocked blood stasis in his body.

killed two assassins in a row, Xiao Ling didn't use half of his Xuan Qi, this strange performance, in the eyes of the Yu Xuan assassin who was the leader, was also shocked.

The Jade Xuan Assassin couldn't help but think in his heart, if he was Xiao Ling, would he be able to be like him.

It's just that he soon knew that not to mention killing two Jin Xuanwu people in an instant like Xiao Ling, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to dodge Xiao Qi's sword before.

Thinking of this, a panic inexplicably rose in the heart of the Jade Xuan assassin.

Who is this? Why did a small servant of the Zhao family have such amazing strength? If it weren't for the fact that he had injured this person with one palm before, I am afraid that these people would not be the enemies of this servant at all.

However, since this servant has such amazing strength, why was he seriously injured by himself defenselessly before?

The Yuxuan assassin was shocked and suspicious, but he couldn't figure it out.

And Zhou Ziming, who was half-lying on the ground at this moment, was also so shocked by Xiao Ling's amazing behavior that he opened his mouth wide, and even forgot the pain in his body.

He has been with Xiao Ling for more than half a year, and he thinks that he knows Xiao Ling very well, but he never expected that Xiao Ling would have such an amazing performance today, which completely subverted his impression of Xiao Ling, which was too unexpected.

The changes in everyone's hearts, Xiao Ling didn't care at all.

With the punch of the assassin before, the chaotic Xuan Qi in Xiao Ling's body was also opened, and a trace of Xuan Qi suddenly gathered on Xiao Ling's palm.

At this time, although the remaining six assassins were surprised by Xiao Ling's skills, they did not affect their movements in the slightest.

Soon, the six long swords stabbed at Xiao Ling who was sitting on the ground from different directions almost at the same time.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Xiao Ling's mouth, and the palm that gathered up the Xuan Qi seemed to gently slap on the sword body of the nearest assassin.

The long sword was lightly slapped by Xiao Ling, and it was swept out without the control of the master, and it was able to stand up to the long sword stabbed by the other five people.

Zhou Ziming only felt that after a burst of sword light in front of Xiao Ling, there was a crisp impact sound, and then a burst of blood mist in the sky, and he couldn't see what was going on at all.

Only the Jade Xuan assassin, who had not moved, saw it really.

When he saw this, his eyelids jumped uncontrollably.

Just now, Xiao Ling didn't know how to control the long sword of one of them, and the long sword that gathered momentum was under Xiao Ling's hand, not only blocking the attack of the other five, but also shaking two of the long swords open and stabbing towards the unsuspecting companion beside him.

The two men obviously didn't expect this to happen, and they didn't have time to dodge before they were stabbed by their companion's long sword and lost their breath.

And the assassin who was hit by Xiao Ling's sword body at the beginning, his whole body rushed to Xiao Ling uncontrollably, just blocking the attacks of several other people for Xiao Ling, and then fell in front of Xiao Ling.

In just a short moment, three assassins died, and such a strange scene became a great shock to everyone present.

The remaining three Assassins were horrified and furious to see their companions die at their own hands.

So he didn't care whether Xiao Ling really had weird skills, and pounced on Xiao Ling angrily.

At this moment, the three of them were only a few positions away from Xiao Ling, and the three of them rushed towards Xiao Ling in different directions, and Xiao Ling's current injuries could not be avoided at all.

However, Xiao Ling's face did not show any panicked expression, but a calm and confident look, as if the three assassins were angry with their swords, and there was no threat to him.

casually lifting the long swords scattered beside him, Xiao Ling's eyes flashed with a gleam, and when the three of them attacked with long swords, Huo Ran pointed at the person in front of him with a sword.

Perhaps it was because he had recovered some of his Xuan Qi, and although Xiao Ling's shot at this time did not seem to have any lethality, it was the last to come first, and it happened to be on the hilt of the assassin in front of him.

In an instant, the direction of the assassin's long sword was slightly off, but it stabbed at a faster speed.

It's just that, for some reason, the assassin only felt that his arm was uncontrollable, and the blade of the sword actually deviated from the original track, swept over the top of Xiao Ling's head, and stabbed right on the assassin who was rushing towards him behind him.

The assassin behind him didn't understand what was happening, and he felt a pain in his forehead and lost consciousness.

At the same time, Xiao Ling's palm gently pushed towards the assassin's body, and the assassin's body slid towards the assassin on the left, just hitting the tip of the sword, piercing the heart with a sword, and not blinking to death.

In the end, the Assassin was completely stunned by such a strange scene, and stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.

Xiao Ling looked at him coldly, and a sneer crossed the corner of his mouth.

And it happened to be stimulated by Xiao Ling's expression, and the only remaining assassin actually threw the weapon in his hand directly at Xiao Ling, and then his body moved, as if he was desperate to pounce on Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling picked up the weapon that hit him directly in front of him with a sword, but the assassin took this opportunity to come to Xiao Ling.

With a roar, the assassin was overwhelmed by the previous scene and threw a punch with red eyes.

Seeing this, Xiao Ling's confidence and calmness on his face still did not change, and he opened his hand and palmed it in front of him, just blocking the punch that the assassin threw all his might.

The assassin's fist hit Xiao Ling's palm, as if it was hitting a spring, but in an instant, a strong shock force directly shattered the assassin's internal organs.