clang

A light blue sword shadow suddenly appeared between Faye Wong and Fu Wu, just blocking Fu Wu's sling.

"Who?" Fu Wu stepped back quickly, and the throwing stick in his hand smashed into the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him, and the body of the stick brought a burst of air friction sound.

"Flame Sword Style!"

The cold sword was transformed in an instant, and the Bingqing sword in Liu Ling's hand turned into a burst of light blue flames and exploded towards Fu Wu, obviously it was just a sword style, but after being infused with the source power of the galaxy, it had a bit of a fiery meaning, and collided with Fu Wu's slinger.

rumble

Bingqing exchanged blows with Fu Wu's slinger more than ten times in an instant, splashing a brilliant spark.

After a short stalemate, the light blue flames gradually suppressed Fu Wu, and the chubby Fu Wu retreated little by little, his face covered with beads of sweat.

Liu Ling was not relaxed, he felt that his sword was blocked by the stone, and no matter how hard he tried it, the stone would not move.

One blow failed and then exchanged for another, the sword in Liu Ling's hand retreated violently, and the Fu Wu with him stumbled, and then the firelight converged, and Bingqing Sword performed another ethereal sword style.

"Smoke Cloud Sword Style!"

Pieces of light blue sword shadows were stitched together, forming a large cloud of smoke, shrouding Fu Wu's body, and this move also had a lot of benefits in today's serious haze.

The Yanyun Sword Style focuses on the word Yun, this sword style does not attack heavily, the focus is to confuse the enemy, and the real killing move is hidden in the depths of the cloud.

"What the hell." Fu Wu was taken aback by Liu Ling's sword style, and quickly retreated, for fear of being touched by the opponent's sword, but the sword cloud was like smoke, pervasive, chasing Fu Wu tightly, wrapping Fu Wu's body.

Fu Wu was bound in these sword clouds, feeling twisted, and finally prepared to break the net, and hit the most dense place of the sword shadow with a stick.

As soon as the sword shadow touched the score, Fu Wu's throwing stick directly penetrated through the inside, making Fu Wu, who used the wrong force, angry for a while.

"It's now, Sword Pick!"

The smoke and clouds dissipated, Liu Ling's sword style changed again, picking it up from the bottom to the top, the light blue sword shadow smoothly slashed over the throwing stick, although the material of the throwing stick was relatively special, but it was still far worse than an ancient sword like Bingqing, and it was directly cut off by Liu Ling's sword, one was in Fu Wu's hand, and the other was crossed a parabola and fell on the ground behind Liu Ling.

"You...... Are you a cultivator, have you joined forces with the Cultivator Alliance and the Adeptus Guild? Fu Wu looked at Liu Ling in a daze and asked.

Too lazy to pay attention to Fu Wu, Liu Ling turned around, and met Faye Wong's surprised eyes with a faint silver light.

"Liu Ling?" Ziyun on the side had just come back to his senses when he saw a young man who was both indifferent and beautiful, and cut off Fu Wu's weapon with a sword.

"Brother...... Brother, you ......" Faye Wong was about to open her mouth but was interrupted by Liu Ling waving her hand.

Liu Ling said indifferently: "Let's talk about it after we finish the task, and before that, let's kill this guy named Fu Wu." ”

"Huh? Ah, good. Only then did Faye Wong remember that this was in the mission, and she was almost killed just now, if it wasn't for her brother's action...... Faye Wong was afraid for a while.

Liu Ling's eyes looked at Fu Wu coldly, making Fu Wu's whole body cold, and at this time, Fu Wu found that the other party's eyes on him were the same as the eyes he looked at those ordinary people, that was the way he looked at food.

For Liu Ling, who can kill people to gain experience, Fu Wu is indeed a food, for his own potential to become stronger, as early as in the previous life, he had the consciousness of killing, as long as it is not his relatives, as long as it has nothing to do with himself, then he can be used as fuel for himself to become stronger, then he can be killed.

"Rushing Sword Pose!"

Liu Ling directly stabbed at Fu Wu with a sword, and the target was Fu Wu's heart.

"Purple Lightning, Mark of Lightning!"

"Fire, Burst Bullet!"

Faye Wong and Ziyun were not far behind and cast their abilities, and suddenly the fierce flames and tyrannical purple lightning enveloped Fu Wu in it, forming a chain of explosions.

"I'm ......" Liu Ling was about to attack Fu Wu's sword style, quickly changed, took a few steps back, and just stopped outside the attack range of the two women.

"Purple Lightning, Mark of Lightning!"

"Fire, Burst Bullet!"

"Purple Lightning, Mark of Lightning!"

"Fire, Burst Bullet!"

"Purple Lightning, Mark of Lightning!"

"Fire, Burst Bullet!"

…………

Faye Wong and Ziyun's joint spell casting is like two people constantly throwing grenades, and also piggybacking on paralysis and burning effects, but Liu Ling is not happy, you must know that this is equivalent to robbing monsters in the game, Liu Ling finally destroyed the monster's weapon, and when he was about to gain experience, Faye Wong and Ziyun stepped in sideways and robbed Liu Ling's experience.

The explosion lasted for a full two minutes, and Faye Wong and Zi Yun slowly stopped because they had exhausted their mental power.

Liu Ling glared at Faye Wong fiercely, Faye Wong suddenly smiled in her heart when she saw her brother's gaze, thinking that Liu Ling was saying that she was very powerful, and she was secretly proud in her heart.

After a while, the smoke from the explosion slowly dissipated, revealing a very miserable Fuwu inside.

From the outside, Fu Wu has completely turned into a black man, the skin of his whole body is cracked, both legs are unnaturally bent, and Fu Go's blood flows out of the wound, pooling into a pool of blood on the ground.

Looking at Fu Wu, who had lost most of his combat power, Liu Ling had to admit that the destructive power of the ability was much stronger than that of a cultivator of the same level, especially in the later stage, the spiritual power of the ability was released to communicate with the power of natural power, and it was even more far away from the sword cultivation a few streets, and only a systematic sword cultivator or peerless genius like himself could be compared.

Aiming the tip of the Bingqing sword at Fu Wu, Liu Ling was about to end Fu Wu's life, when Zi Yun suddenly said to Liu Ling: "Liu Ling, don't kill him, our mission is to subdue or kill the target, and now he has lost his combat effectiveness......"

"Rushing Sword Pose!"

Before Ziyun finished speaking, Liu Ling turned into a black shadow and rushed forward, and the light blue sword shadow flashed from Fu Wu's heart, bringing up a large pool of blood.

"You ......" Ziyun watched Liu Ling's indifference result in Fu Wu's life, and immediately said to Liu Ling angrily: "He has lost his combat effectiveness, why do you still want to kill him?" ”

"Who are you?" Liu Ling wiped Bingqing clean with a paper towel and put it in the scabbard in the violin case, and asked Ziyun.

"You ......" Ziyun was angry and embarrassed, looking at the political maintenance who was lying on the side, and kicked it with hatred.

"Ahh Zhengyang was kicked by Ziyun, jumped up from the ground all of a sudden, and before he could figure out the situation, he saw Liu Ling, who had an indifferent face, walking into the distance with a violin case on his back, and asked puzzledly: "Is the battle over?" Who is he? ”

"Stop talking nonsense, keep up." Faye Wong also walked over and kicked Zhengyang, and quickly chased in the direction where Liu Ling left.

"Uh-oh." Zhengyang hurriedly picked up his thick glasses and followed the two girls, as for the body of Fu Wu behind him, those are the work of the alliance and the guild.

"It's two more potential points in hand, plus the two points that the greedy subordinate who killed in Tarzan yesterday got a total of four points, find a time to add them all." Liu Ling closed the system and sent a text message to Luo Shuanghua, asking her to receive the task reward first, and then slowly walked into the coffee shop with fewer people and sat down.

Immediately afterwards, Faye Wong, Ziyun and Zhengyang also came in, and they all sat in front of Liu Ling, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

"If you have any questions you want to ask, just ask them." Liu Ling picked up the black coffee he ordered and asked the three of them.

"Brother, you...... Is it a cultivator? Faye Wong looked at Liu Ling and asked cautiously.

Liu Ling took out his black card and put it in front of the three of them, and said, "I am an F-level member of the Cultivator Alliance, so I am naturally a cultivator. ”

Ziyun asked Liu Ling angrily: "It doesn't matter if that's fine, Liu Ling, why did you kill Fu Wu, he is obviously ......"

"He's out of combat, isn't he?" Liu Ling took a sip of coffee and said, "But how do you know if he has a secret method, there are many cultivators who have desperate hole cards, once we give them a chance, we won't have a chance." ”

"But although Fu Wu has done a lot of evil, he is also a life." Ziyun said unconvinced: "We don't have the right to deprive others of their lives without authorization. ”

"Then have you ever thought that he had such thoughts when he took the lives of others? I don't think there will be, if there is no mission to crusade against him, how many more people do you think will die? After drinking the coffee, Liu Ling got up elegantly and walked out with the violin case.

"Damn, this guy is so hateful, Faye Wong, how can you have such a brother, really." Still unconvinced, Ziyun slammed the table.

"But I think my brother is right." Faye Wong played with Liu Ling's black card, suddenly patted her head, and said, "No, I forgot to return the card to my brother." ”

(To be continued)