She stomped the ground with her feet, and the grass turned into grass clippings and flew up in a scattered manner.

The next second, she shot out like a bullet.

"Whoosh."

Shanyu directly slashed at the military thorn with a sword, and the military spur broke into two with a bang.

Then the sword continued to slash towards Jing Ling's chest.

Jing Ling's face changed drastically, and she hurriedly retreated.

"Whew!"

It's just that she was still half a beat slower, only to hear a sharp sound, and there was an extra blood mark on Jing Ling's chest.

Blood-drenched and shocking.

Fortunately, she retreated in time and avoided the vital point, but even so, it only took an inch to disembowel.

"Vulnerable."

Shan Yu sneered, his figure moved, and then kicked again, without sparing the slightest hand, and kicked towards Jing Ling fiercely.

Jing Ling suddenly felt that the previous training seemed to be too little, she looked at the flying kick, fast and ruthless, and the momentum was so powerful that she didn't even have time and space to react, and in a hurry, she could only cross her arms in front of her chest, wanting to ease the offensive.

"Bang!"

was kicked by Shanyu, and there was a muffled sound in his ears, and his arm felt like it was about to break.

Jing Ling's whole person slammed into the ground fiercely, and his back hit the ground first, until he scratched three or four meters before stopping.

Xiang Gaojun's emotions are a little complicated, there is blood boiling and nervousness and anxiety, and the enthusiasm is to see the strong and look forward to being able to do this in the future.

Anxiety is because the strong person comes from the opponent, and the strength of the opponent naturally represents his own danger.

"Pounce!"

Jing Ling struggled to get up, and then spit out a mouthful of blood, his chest heaving and heaving, very uncomfortable.

The two companions snorted, and rushed forward in unison with the pain, only to be stabbed by the two swords of the mountain rain brush with free hands, and fell to the ground spurting blood, completely losing the strength to fight again.

The man and beast only felt his eyebrows raised, his eyes were hot, and his mouth kept shouting, "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Up!"

Jing Ling was annoyed and embarrassed, and yelled at the dozen or so companions he had brought.

More than a dozen people who are usually well-trained but are half a beat slower to react today have recovered from their panic and accepted the reality, it turns out that the invincible Jing Ling in their eyes will also be beaten into a dog one day.

But they did not be cowardly, but instead rose up with a fighting spirit and anger, all turned into fighting power, and rushed towards the mountain rain with their swords.

"The rabble!"

Shan Yu sneered, and before she saw how she stomped her feet, her body had already stomped out, and the speed was so fast, like a ghost, almost in the blink of an eye, her body had crashed into Jing Ling's crowd of more than a dozen.

The sword unleashed, swinging and stabbing, fast and fierce, and a white light in the dark night.

More than a dozen good hands who flew away changed their complexions in an instant, but they had neither time nor opportunity to retreat, one by one their wrists ached, and their weapons fell to the ground one after another.

Their expressions showed disbelief, and they all clutched their wrists and retreated.

In the next moment, before they could scream, Shan Yu swung out another sword, filling the sky with sword light.

More than a dozen people screamed and fell, were stabbed in the chest, and fell to the ground with serious injuries.

"Duan Tian, let's go!"

Seeing more than a dozen people being cut and chopped vegetables by the mountain rain, Jing Ling began to admit that the mountain rain was terrible, her eyes showed despair, but she did not flinch, she also had her own pride and persistence.

After shouting to Duan Tian, Jing Ling rose up from his injured body and rushed towards Shanyu again.

"Go? Joke. No one can run today."

Shan Yu's eyes stared at Duan Tian and kicked Jing Ling who was rushing over.

"Bang!"

Jing Ling fell heavily to the ground, his chest hurt sharply, and another mouthful of blood spit out, and his limbs hung weakly on the ground, and he was no longer able to fight.

The two girls saw Jing Ling bleeding, and their pretty faces also showed despair, it's over, it's over.

"Why aren't you leaving?"

Jing Ling struggled to raise a hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, retained his dignity, looked sideways at Duan Tian and scolded, "Do you want to die?"

Xiang Gaojun looked at the momentum just now, the cow coaxed to relieve Duan Tian, and the three and two solved the remnants of humans and beasts, and Jing Ling, who was full of unbeatable people and beasts, was now like a dying old dog, and there was some panic in his eyes.

It's impossible to take the security guard's thing, and even if you take it, you won't necessarily be able to increase your combat power much.

But even with his bare hands, he took a step forward firmly, trembling all over, but he had the slightest intention of retreating.

"Last time, Leng Bing was out of the limelight."

Duan Tian gently patted Xiang Gao Jun on the shoulder again, asked him to step back, and motioned with his eyes to pay attention to his own shooting process, after all, such a master duel is not so often seen.

He turned his head to look at Shanyu and smiled faintly, "This time, it's my turn to put on a fork."

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Chapter 439: It's My Turn to Pretend to Read for Free.