Fu Jia's body was shocked, and he looked at Fu Shan in disbelief, why did this guy say this.

His strength is also a blue fighter, and it was because of the palace master's order that he came to see it, and he thought that the battle was over, but he happened to see the scene of Tianling killing Dugu Yunyuan, and his complexion suddenly changed dramatically.

That Dugu Yunyuan is a blue level 9 fighter, and he was killed by this kid, Fu Jia couldn't believe that he saw it with his own eyes, so he had to leave with Fu Shan, who knew that this old guy actually hesitated.

"Do you think we can still accept defeat? I've already endured it" The sad face became a little gloomy, more lost, and then continued, "For this kid, we can only kill him at this moment to be the safest, otherwise once we retreat, the palace master is afraid that he will not be his opponent."

Fu Jia said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about, there is no one on the entire continent who is the opponent of the palace master? Do you think that killing a level 9 fighter is invincible? Then the palace master has long been there."

Fu Shan shook his head and said, "You don't understand, this kid is not terrible because of his own strength."

sighed, in the heart of the burial mountain, the most terrifying thing about Tianling is to stand up with a stronger posture every time.

Three years ago, he was just a green junior fighter, but now he ・・・・・ know that he has stayed at the blue level 5 fighter for many years and has not gone any further, but the other party has made such incredible progress in just three years. This is far more terrifying than the strength of the palace master.

If you give some time, I'm afraid the entire burial palace won't survive.

"Bastard, let's go back and report to the palace master, the palace master will naturally be able to distinguish such a thing," Fu Jia said loudly.

Qingyun and Mo Yi also turned around and mabbled the appearance of Fu Jia, and their expressions suddenly changed.

It's a blue fighter again, and I'm afraid that this time the funeral palace has used a lot of strength.

"You don't have to go" The cold voice made Fu Jia's expression pale, and in an instant, Tian Ling was already standing behind him.

Fu Shan looked at Tianling and said, "The old man just wants to know why you didn't die?"

This is a puzzle that the burial mountain has not been able to solve, his hand has already penetrated the other party's chest, and it is seriously injured, and it is impossible to survive in that situation.

Tianling also smiled dismally, "Do you want to live?" Maybe it's because of my life, but I've gained some but I've lost some."

His life and his eyes are healed, but who can see the wounds in his heart, and what can heal?

"It's the old man's mistake, it's wrong," the burial mountain muttered.

His eyes were already indifferent, his hand was up and down, and a mark was left on his throat.

"Bury Mountain..."

Qingyun sighed, this is the old guy's last self-esteem, it's really regrettable.

Burying Shan didn't speak, but finally glanced at Tianling lightly, and his body fell.

"You are also a strong man, but it's a pity that we are opposites" Tian Ling looked at the corpse of the burial mountain and said lightly.

Naturally, if you didn't kill me, you should be prepared to be killed by me.

"Kill yourself," Tian Ling glanced at Fu Jia and said calmly.

How could it be possible to tell himself to kill himself in front of a blue fighter? Fu Jia suddenly became angry, but his heart sank again when he recalled the battle between the other party and Dugu Yunyuan. Fu Jia knows that with his own strength, he is not Tianling's opponent at all.

Although both of them are blue junior fighters, Fu Jia has no idea why the other party has such a terror.

The strength is completely beyond the scope of what a blue junior fighter should be, and it is not surprising to say that it is a demon.

"Boy, I'm really not your opponent, but if you want me to die, you're not qualified enough, hmph" said in a cold voice, and the figure suddenly stepped back. I secretly hated in my heart, if I hadn't been buried in the mountain just now, how could it have evolved like this.

Although escaping is a shame for a blue fighter, Fu Jia can't care about it so much, it's better than dying at the hands of this kid.

There was not the slightest change in Tianling's eyes, just a sigh.

Why, why are so many people unwilling to face reality.

The figure of the funeral was still moving, the virtual light on his side flashed, and before he could look at it, a sharp pain came from his abdomen.

Fu Jia forcibly tried to stab him with the dagger in his hand, but there was no figure in front of him, there was nothing but air.

"Bump"

Fu Jia's body trembled again, and he felt his body begin to ache sharply in disbelief.

Smashed on the ground, Fu Jia unexpectedly found that his body was almost under his control.

The pain in his abdomen and back made Fu Jia's cold sweat fall.

"I said, why are you running," Tian Ling asked as he walked up to Fu Jia.

Na Fu Jia struggled a few times, endured the pain in his body and asked, "Boy, no matter how strong you are, but my burial palace is not something you can afford to provoke, it is better to persuade you to know."

"But the burial mountain is dead, can you let me go in the burial palace?" My Yan Gang has suffered countless casualties, do you think I will care about what you say?" Tianling said with a sneer.

Na Fujia retorted, "Are you really going to kill me?"

Tian Ling didn't speak, and the god-killing sword was already in front of him.

"That old man is going to drag you to die with him," Fu Jia's body suddenly became bigger.

"It's not good, he's going to blow himself up, retreat quickly," that Qingyun shouted at Tian Ling anxiously.

The blue fighter's self-detonation and peacetime battles are completely two concepts, and the terrifying level of destruction is not something that Tian Ling can afford.

"Poof"

Fu Jia's body was stunned, and the originally swollen body actually stopped.

Tian Ling has nothing to worry about self-detonation, and his spatial transfer can be completely avoided, but what should the Yan Gang people below do.

So Tian Ling simply moved directly behind Fu Jia and stabbed out with a sword.

In the midst of the self-explosion, how could Fu Jia know that in such a situation, Tianling would attack, so naturally he was defenseless.

Looking at the sword body in front of him, Fu Jia didn't know how to describe his mood.

If I had known that this would be the result, I might as well fight hard.

The painful expression revealed all kinds of unyielding, but the blood was already slowly flowing out.

Tian Ling did not show mercy, and the place where the sword body was submerged was the heart of Fu Jia.