Zhang Binshun slowly put down the broadsword that had been raised in his hand, then turned his head slightly to look at his subordinates who were kneeling on the ground with anxious faces and were already a little incoherent, and then slowly turned his gaze to Mo Ling.

"It seems that your identity is really unusual, did you dispatch five spirit warriors to save you?"

After speaking, he turned his cold gaze to his subordinates kneeling on the ground, and a deep voice sounded: "Look at the people you have captured!"

After listening to Zhang Binshun's words, the subordinate who was kneeling on the ground trembled all over, and immediately kissed his forehead to the ground, and then made a trembling voice in his mouth: "Master spare my life, I don't know what's going on!"

Zhang Bin stroked the corner of his mouth slightly, shook his head, and said: "Since it has reached this point, then I don't care who you are, I will kill you first! Hmph, ice-winged poisonous mosquitoes, even if you are poisoned, it is still enough to deal with you as a little martial artist!"

From the time Mo Ling got up from the ground, Zhang Binshun already knew her strength, he didn't rush to kill her, he just wanted an antidote. After all, being poisoned in the hands of a martial artist made him, a strong man with the strength of a martial artist, feel too unwilling. Of course, part of it is because of Mo Ling's beauty, the evil fire in his body has not been extinguished, and Mo Ling's appearance has given him too much temptation!

"Oh, yes? Then you can give it a try!"

A smile appeared at the corner of Mo Ling's mouth, his eyes widened, and he looked at Zhang Binshun defiantly, not at all afraid of his threat.

Zhang Binshun's face turned a little darker, he gritted his teeth, now the chill in the lower abdomen position has become more and more intense, he knows that the poison of the ice-winged poisonous mosquito is slowly spreading to his whole body, and when the whole body is wrapped in cold, then he will be finished! He thought about using spiritual power to force the poison out of his body, but not to mention whether he can succeed or not, he knows that Mo Ling present and the five spirit martial artists outside will not give him a quiet environment. So. He had already decided that he had to kill all of them in the shortest possible time, in that case, he would have a chance to live!

Thinking of this, Zhang Binshun finally stopped hesitating, and the broadsword in his hand was raised again under his control

Outside the room, in the courtyard.

Yang Yi looked at the martial artist who was still in front of them, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he finally lost his patience. Although he had just heard Mo Ling's voice, according to Song Yang. That guy named Zhang Binshun not only has the strength of a spirit martial artist, but also a big pervert! Mo Ling is now in his room, and Yang Yike doesn't know what will happen in the next second!

Wang Tianhao's face was gloomy, of course he knew Yang Yi's thoughts, and his temperament was more anxious than Yang Yi, before Yang Yi could make a move, he had already taken a step forward, and his right fist was surrounded by spiritual power in an instant. Then with a fierce momentum, he punched the man!

Without a word, he did it directly, which made this subordinate also a little panicked and in a hurry. He also crossed his hands in front of his chest, mobilizing his meager spiritual power to block Wang Tianhao's punch!

The combat power of this Zhang Binshun's subordinates is 28, he was helped by Zhang Binshun after he saved his life, and now he sees five spirit warriors coming to the door. was already scared to death, and he didn't expect Wang Tianhao to shoot directly without saying a word. In this case, he was in a hurry to resist. Plus the difference in strength. When Wang Tianhao's punch slammed into the intersection of his chest and arms, a crisp fracture sound came directly from the arm under his hand, and then, like a kite with a broken string, he flew out upside down and fell hard into the room where the door had been opened by another subordinate. There, it is the location of Mo Ling and Zhang Binshun!

"Boom!"

The sound of the man falling to the ground immediately attracted Zhang Binshun's attention, but he knew that the most important thing now was to deal with Mo Ling.

So, he just glanced at the other subordinate who fell in, and the broadsword in his hand did not pause, slashing towards Mo Ling's shoulder, the blade was carrying white spiritual power, and the momentum was fierce. There is no doubt that this knife can directly split the skinny Mo Ling in half!

Under the fierce momentum, Mo Ling's face remained unchanged, and with a twist of her wrist, she turned her palm towards the wall, and then she shrank her five fingers, and a small purple ball appeared in her palm.

Before Zhang Binshun's broadsword fell, the purple ball in Mo Ling's hand slammed into the ground, and a thick purple smoke leaked out like a flood, and then rushed directly towards Zhang Binshun!

His vision was suddenly covered by purple smoke, and the thick smoke with a pungent smell swept his face at once, and Mo Ling's figure was also wrapped in smoke, making Zhang Binshun's line of sight unable to see her.

However, at this time, Zhang Binshun didn't seem to care so much, and the broadsword in his hand still smashed down according to the original trajectory with spiritual power!

"Bell!"

The sound of metal hitting the wall sounded crisply from the smoke, and it was obvious that Zhang Binshun's attack did not hit Mo Ling, but hit the wall solidly.

"Poison gas? You really know how to use poison, but do you think you can get away with it?"

Zhang Binshun withdrew his broadsword, and at this time, the entire room was filled with purple smoke, and his two subordinates let out a scream and passed out.

Zhang Binshun's face was cold, as a martial artist, his spiritual power had also reached a small realm. In this kind of smoke and obstructed vision, his spiritual power also poured out like a tide, and he immediately caught Mo Ling who was slipping away from the door.

"I said you can't escape!"

At this time, the door of the room was open, and the smoke filled the room and then quickly poured outward, and when Zhang Binshun captured Mo Ling with his spiritual power, Mo Ling was already close to the door!

A thick killing intent appeared on Zhang Binshun's face, and after his footsteps kicked suddenly, his body caught up with Mo Ling who wanted to flee in the blink of an eye, and the broadsword in his hand was raised again, but this time his broadsword only appeared with a faint red spiritual power!

Obviously, in this attack, Zhang Binshun had already used his martial arts, and his murderous eyes were obviously intended to let this Mo Ling, who had made him highly poisonous, die directly.

Although he used martial arts, he already obviously felt that the power of his move was not as good as before, the methamphetamine on his lower abdomen made him uncomfortable, and most of his spiritual power was used to resist the poison of the ice-winged poisonous mosquito. And the purple smoke just now, although it was not very toxic, it still had a certain effect on him. Thinking of this, Zhang Binshun's heart became even more angry. But anger is anger, and he really can't exert his full strength now!

However, he is also confident that his move is enough to solve Mo Ling, who is only at the martial artist level.

The broadsword slashed through the air like that, splitting some of the faint purple smoke and smashing it towards Mo Ling's back.

Feeling the killing intent coming from behind him, Mo Ling's face changed suddenly, his toes touched the ground, and he turned around, and the green vine whip in his hand struck Zhang Binshun's feet.

However, Zhang Binshun didn't seem to pay attention to her attack, even though he had already guessed that Mo Ling's pitch-black whip might also be highly poisonous. But now, he just wants to kill this girl as soon as possible, and then detoxify with peace of mind. In his opinion, if it wasn't for the complete ice-winged poison mosquito, he could still be saved.

The broadsword was about to slash at Mo Ling's head, and the expression on Zhang Binshun's face became even more hideous.

But at this moment, a figure rushed from behind Mo Ling to Mo Ling's body like lightning, and a dagger as black as ink suddenly appeared in Zhang Binshun's field of vision, and the dagger with black gas slammed into his broadsword, and the crisp metal impact sound also produced some gas explosions and some bright sparks.

(To be continued......)