Soon, a sound of rustling came closer and closer, and Mu Lin saw that it was a group of black-clothed people twisting their feet and hands, and they were slowly walking towards the auction venue.

Seeing this, Berg said in a deep voice: "The tower hunter group must have a plan this time, the old guy still needs to wait for the trail to appear, Mu Lin Xiaoyou, this group of guys needs you to solve it."

Knowing that this was not trivial, Berg then walked under a leafy tree and leaped to his feet, looking around from a high vantage point.

When the two of them finished hiding in ambush, the group of men in black also came to the auction hall, and they were all shocked to see the corpses lying on the ground, and just as they were guessing who had done it, a figure flashed in front of them, and then some of them let out a wail and fell to the ground and died.

Mu Lin held a hunting dagger in his hand, relying on the agility and agility of his body, everyone had not yet reacted, and in an instant, he came out with his blade and saw blood seal his throat.

One of the black-clothed men saw that Mu Lin's strength was not bad, and immediately said respectfully: "Who is Your Excellency?" Is there anything wrong with the Tower Hunters? ”

Mu Lin moved his eyes to the side, his face was disdainful, and after stroking the dagger in his hand, he looked at everyone: "Your regiment just sent a group of people to kill me yesterday, why don't you know why now?"

As soon as these words came out, the group of black-clothed people knew that the person in front of them was irreconcilable, and they glanced at each other at the moment, and immediately slashed towards them with knives.

Mu Linfei stepped forward, using a hunting dagger with one hand, and counteracting with a palm with the other, and fought with everyone, only to see the blades collide with each other, and the sonorous sound was endless.

The realm of the group of black-clothed people, without exception, has reached the early stage of the spirit realm, although Mu Lin is not afraid, but it is difficult to take it in a short period of time, and he can only hold on to it at the moment, waiting for it to reveal his flaws.

And after some fighting, the group of black-clothed people saw that Mu Lin still did not show defeat, and they could not win for a while, so they planned to deal with it with the momentum of surrounding wolves.

On the branches of the big tree not far away, Berg watched the fight below, and saw that the tower hunter group had actually sent six spirits to the early stage of the realm this time, and at the moment only envied their profound heritage.

At this moment, Mu Lin, who was fighting in the crowd, flew up, slammed his legs sideways, and attacked everyone with a move, in the face of such a strong and powerful momentum, the body retreated due to instinctive reaction, and three of the five people were closer to Mu Lin, and the chest cavity was hit by this blow, and the body seemed to be overwhelmed, and it was difficult to suppress it for a while, and blood foam overflowed from the mouth.

Mu Lin saw that this casual move was actually better than the fist and foot exercises he had learned before, and his face was surprised and a little joyful.

When the other two saw this, they suddenly felt timid in their hearts, and they ran away without shouting, where did they have the heart to fight again?

"Hey! Boy, today is unlucky, so I will fight again at another time. After speaking, the two of them wiped their feet and fled in panic.

Seeing this, Mu Lin couldn't help but smile on his face, but he didn't stop them, and let them leave.

When the backs of the two disappeared, Mu Lin was relieved, his hands floated, and his capacity was restored.

At this moment, a figure jumped out from the right side of the field, holding a spiritual weapon shaped like a spear blade, and slashed towards Mu Lin's head.

Mu Lin was startled, and hurriedly cast a phantom step to avoid it, exerting force between his feet, jumping up and backwards.

"Huh?"

Seeing that Mu Lin was able to dodge, the black-clothed masked man couldn't help but be interested, and immediately raised his right hand to attack with a fist, and a fierce force burst out, hitting the former directly.

Mu Lin didn't dare to be careless, and stood up with his arms at the moment, and used his palms against each other, only to see the two forces collide, and he was able to distinguish between them for a while.

Berg on the treetops looked at the two below, he had already guessed who it was when the black-clothed masked man appeared, and he was about to make a move, but he saw that Mu Lin had already taken the lead in fighting him, so he watched the battle first, and it was not too late to make a move.

And the two below, the trend of fighting is becoming more and more obvious, although the pastoral forest has the blessing of the amulet, but with the passage of time, the difference between the realm, victory and defeat has been visible.

Seeing that Mu Lin was gradually unable to support it, the black-clothed masked man immediately instilled a stream of spiritual power into the sharp blade of the spear again, and then saw the blade of the spear swing and slammed into Mu Lin's body, the latter was hit by this blow, the chest pain was unbearable, and his throat surged, and he spurted several mouthfuls of blood, and flew upside down.

Seeing this, the black-clad masked man picked up the sharp blade of his spear and slashed at it. Seeing this, Berg jumped down from the tree, took out the long sword from the ring and attacked horizontally, blocking the blow, the former was careless at the moment, his body took two steps back, and after stabilizing himself, he found that it was actually the patriarch of the Shumis family, and he didn't know what to do, after all, his appearance was really unexpected.

Berg smiled at the black-clothed masked man and said, "Sure enough, it's better to see it for a long time, as a well-known powerhouse in Xicheng, Captain Chenfeng is really worthy of his reputation, and he admires it."

Chen Feng snorted when he heard this, ripped off his mask, and sneered: "I don't know what Patriarch Boge is doing, but he wants to talk to me?"

Seeing him like this, Berg's face was no longer kind, and he said coldly: "In the past few years, the Pagoda Hunter Regiment has been bullying the Shumis family more and more out of line, I believe that the head of the Chenfeng group is not a blind person, what is the intention of tonight, it is already in front of him, there is no need to say much, such an act, the Xiumis family must fight back, and now let the old man come to learn the master of Chenfeng."

After that, Berg held the sword and put on a fighting posture, Chen Feng saw it like this, looked up to the sky and laughed at the moment, and then said no more, and attacked it with the sharp blade of the spear, and the former used the long sword to fight back, for a while, I saw the sword shadow and the blade of the gun in the field waving continuously, the sonorous sound was endless, and the spiritual power lingered around and gradually converged into a wall of qi to envelop it.

Mu Lin watched the battle situation of the two on the side, Bian Yungong recovered from his injury, and saw that the two had been fighting for dozens of rounds, and they still did not show their decline, attacking and defending naturally, it can be seen that the strength is equal, and it is difficult to judge the level for a while.

Seeing that there were still no winners or losers after a hundred moves, Chen Feng jumped into the air, and the spear in his hand condensed spiritual power to stab Berg, only to see that this marksmanship was unpredictable and very powerful, making the latter retreat one after another.

"Patriarch Berg, how can you parry my first form of the Divine Dragon Spear Technique-Divine Dragon Breaking the Eight Desolations?" Chen Feng sneered, but the blade of the gun in his hand kept slamming.

"Patriarch Berg has shown his real skills!" When Mu Lin saw this scene, he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart. He had fought against Berg, and knew that his strength was definitely not under Chenfeng, and now he must not have used his full strength.

Sure enough, I saw that the long sword in Berg's hand suddenly became fierce and powerful, and the moves were wonderful, and gradually it was inseparable from Chenfeng's marksmanship.

Chen Feng was shocked, he never thought that he hadn't seen him for many years, his strength had reached such a point, he used all his strength but it was difficult to parry, the same as the former, Berg also went all out, but he couldn't take advantage.

Mu Lin looked at the moves made by the two at this time, and unconsciously, he was out of the sky to achieve two hearts, only to see him move his hands, imitating the two of them with one move and one style, it is to attack the left and defend the right, the right attack and the left defense, and constantly dismantle the moves and continue to practice the moves.

At this time, the east is white, the morning glow is sprinkled, Berg and Chen Feng are still fighting, they have been fighting for hundreds of rounds, even though the surrounding buildings have been destroyed and dilapidated, but they are ignoring it in their eyes, it is already like this, there is still no difference between victory and defeat, and Mu Lin is still watching and studying on the sidelines, attacking and defending himself, and he is not tired.

At this time, a group of uninvited guests outside the branch were rushing here, and the three people in the venue had already noticed it, but they didn't know whether the person who came was friend or foe.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he noticed that there were six not weak breaths in front of him, and the leader seemed to be higher than the spirit realm, but not as good as the spirit master realm.

The six people outside were also aware of the pasture, and they relied on the separation of a wall to conclude that although this person's realm was not extremely high, it was only the early stage of the spirit realm, but the spiritual power was so deep that they were afraid at the moment and did not dare to act rashly.

Mu Lin is also jealous of the other party, after all, among the six people on the other side, there is no one in the realm lower than the spirit realm, all of them are good people.

However, such a silent move, after a short time was broken, Mu Lin took the lead, with a strong palm force directly hit the wall, I thought it would be the wall all over the sky, I never thought that it was the method of fighting cattle across the mountain to silently hit the other party.

Among the six people, some people were unlucky, leaning against the wall, and were hit in the chest by Mu Lin's palm, and immediately spurted blood from his mouth, and fell to the ground.

Due to the shadow of Mu Lin's one-shot killing, except for the leader who went all out, the remaining four people had mainly protected themselves, and they were not as effective in dealing with Mu Lin as the former alone.

Mu Lin is between the opponent's many people, do not dare to take it lightly, only to attack as a defense, to advance as a retreat, in order to defeat the enemy to win.

However, among the other party, the person who was the first was the most difficult, Mu Lin didn't know how he stabbed the nest of the man in black, so far, the opponents he encountered were all dressed in black, and none of them were easy to deal with.

"Sure enough, this trip to Starton is very weighty!" Mu Lin sighed in his heart, but the kung fu of his hands and feet did not stop, and he fought with everyone for more than a dozen rounds in a few breaths, but the longer he fought, the more he was at a disadvantage, fortunately, the person who was the leader saw that the four people were all half out and half left, and his face became more and more unhappy, and the anger in his heart rose gradually, and he fought for a few rounds, and finally couldn't help it, and slapped one of them in the face, because he was defenseless against the former before, so that this person was fanned out two meters away, and he almost didn't stand firm when he landed, and his face was complicated, alternating between blue and green.

Mu Lin and the other three saw that the leader slapped his accomplices away coldly, but they didn't know why, and they didn't know why.