Ling Zun dealt with a group of enemies alone, and the constant desolate screams in the field and the bloody scene in front of him were already commonplace for him, and he couldn't make the slightest impression of his state of mind at all.

With the continuous bombardment of Ling Zun's hands, the members of the reckless bandit group were buried under his fist, in front of Ling Zun's lightning speed, those robbers who were equal to Ling Zun's strength could not go through three moves from his hands at all, and many people were killed by Ling Zun's direct blow.

Ling Zun's strength is placed in a group of mercenaries, although he can only be regarded as a bottom figure, but in the number of these robbers killed, no one can compare with him, but in just a few breaths, more than a dozen robbers died in Ling Zun's hands, despite this, Ling Zun's hands and the coarse cloth clothes he wore were still clean and neat, and there was no blood splashed on them, and they were not covered in blood like the rest of the mercenaries.

Unconsciously, Ling Zun had already penetrated into the bandits' camp alone, and now within twenty meters around him, all of them were robbers from some reckless bandit groups, and there was not a single mercenary, and those mercenaries were almost all organized together in groups of three or five to fight with the robbers.

"Kill!" The three robbers closest to Ling Zun rushed towards Ling Zun with a shout, and then raised their weapons and slashed at Ling Zun's head.

Ling Zun's footsteps stepped out quickly, his body was like a ghost, and he came to one of the robbers in an instant at an extremely fast speed, and at the same time, his right hand clenched into a fist, drawing into a cyan fist shadow, and slammed into the robber's chest at lightning speed.

Ling Zun's strength itself was very strong, and the speed of this punch was even faster to the extreme, and the bandit's nerves didn't have time to react at all, and he could only see a cyan fist shadow bombarding towards him, and it disappeared in a flash.

Then, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then, it was extremely difficult to breathe, as if something was blocking his throat, and he couldn't breathe, and then, bright red blood flowed out of his chest, and the robber, unable to make even the slightest sound, slowly fell backwards.

After killing one of the robbers, Ling Zun's movements did not stop in the slightest, and at this time, the other two robbers were already approaching him, and the weapons in their hands had already slashed towards his body.

Facing the weapons that the two robbers were about to cut down on his body, Ling Zun's expression did not show the slightest panic, the expression on his face was as calm as water, and then he stepped on the mysterious steps under his feet, and his body moved a little distance to the side like a ghost, dodging the attack of the two robbers, and at the same time, his right hand struck towards the temple of one of the robbers at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye at all.

Ling Zun didn't encounter the slightest hindrance, easily dodging the bandit's attack, and a slow punch hit his temple, killing the robber in front of Ling Zun, and then immediately blasting at the third robber.

The speed of each of Ling Zun's punches was very fast, and the speed of the fast was impossible to catch with the naked eye, and in the same strength, almost no one could avoid his attack, and the third robber couldn't see the second fist at all, and the fist that exuded the power of chaos had already hit his vital point.

Killing people has long been commonplace for Ling Zun, and he has long been accustomed to this bloody scene in front of him, so that he will not frown, after solving these robbers, Ling Zun did not stop for a moment, like a fist made of pure gold continued to hit the robbers around him.

The battle in the field was very tragic, at this critical juncture that was related to their own lives, no one could stay out of the situation, even those who were not strong enough to be spiritual, they all gathered together in three or five, gathered the strength of several people to cooperate with some mercenaries to attack those lone robbers.

The tragic battle made the number of people on both sides decrease rapidly, whether it was a robber or a mercenary, the casualties were very heavy, except for Ling Zun, who still maintained the clean coarse cloth clothes, everyone was covered with blood, and even a few people were covered in blood, looking like a bloody person at all, and their bodies were covered with large and small wounds.

Although these robbers are much more numerous than these mercenaries, but the strength of their individuals and the cooperation of the team are far inferior to these disciplined, and often cooperate with the mercenaries, with the fight of both sides, among the fallen people, the number of robbers is much more than the mercenaries, even so, but the two sides can only barely maintain a balanced stage in terms of numbers.

Ling Zun was still alone in the bandit group, calmly dodging attacks from all directions, and those iron fists kept fighting, and with each punch he blasted out, either directly hitting the robbers' body vital blows and killing them, or seriously injuring them, losing most of their combat effectiveness.

And the robbers around them, they didn't have the slightest way to face Ling Zun, not only could they not see the direction of Ling Zun's shot, but even the weapons in their hands couldn't hit Ling Zun's body at all, because there were many times, when the weapons in their hands were about to hit Ling Zun, at this critical moment, Ling Zun could always be in danger and danger, and dodge the past with a slight distance, as a result, your group of robbers couldn't even touch Ling Zun's clothes, but people kept dying in Ling Zun's hands.

There were more and more robbers who died at the hands of Ling Zun, and gradually, the robbers around them also realized the strength of Ling Zun's strength, and began to deliberately distance themselves from him, after all, in the case of Ming Zhi's invincibility, no one was willing to die in vain.

"Your Excellency, let me meet you. At this moment, a deep voice came into Ling Zun's ears, and as soon as the words fell, I saw a light golden light shooting towards Ling Zun at an extremely fast speed.

Feeling the speed of this pale golden light and the powerful energy that inadvertently emanated from it, Ling Zun's face changed suddenly, just with the power of this blow, he had already judged that the strength of the person was very strong, so strong that with his current strength, he would not dare to touch it at all, otherwise, I am afraid that the other party would be able to hurt himself with just this blow.

The speed of this pale golden light was very fast, and it had already come to Ling Zun's current moment in an instant, and at the same time, Ling Zun's face became extremely solemn, and he immediately controlled his body and tried his best to dodge to the side.

The pale golden light almost grazed Ling Zun's shoulder and slammed into the ground, and with a loud "boom!", the ground was punched out of a deep crater.

Ling Zun's figure retreated sharply, immediately distanced himself from the other party, and retreated to five zhang away in the blink of an eye, when he stopped, Ling Zun looked up, even though it was night, when through the fire that was still burning tenaciously in the distance and his extraordinary eyesight, he could still clearly see the person opposite.

I saw that the man was a middle-aged man about thirty or forty years old, the middle-aged man was in shape, he didn't look very strong, and his appearance was also ordinary, with the cloth clothes he was wearing, he looked like a very ordinary person, if he removed the Daguan knife that was held in his right hand and was emitting a golden light, then the middle-aged man in front of him looked like an ordinary person, and there was nothing that could attract attention on his body.

Just as Ling Zun was looking at the middle-aged man, the middle-aged man's calm gaze was also looking at Ling Zun, and at the same time he spoke: "Your strength is very good, the opponent should be me." The middle-aged man's voice was very flat, his eyes were staring at Ling Zun tightly, as if Ling Zun was the only one in his eyes, and he showed an indifferent look to the shouting and killing around him all day.

This middle-aged man obviously has a high status in a group of robbers, since he appeared, the robbers within a certain range of Ling Zun have avoided one after another, although there are many robbers around Ling Zun at this moment, but when they saw the middle-aged man who was fighting against Ling Zun, they suddenly didn't dare to step forward, and they went to find other mercenaries to fight.

Ling Zun's face became solemn, although he had experienced a hundred battles and was confident that he could be invincible in the same rank, or even fight beyond the ranks, but in the face of the middle-aged man in front of him, Ling Zun did not have much confidence to be able to kill the other party, just from the strength of the middle-aged man's blow just now, Ling Zun had already seen that the middle-aged man's cultivation was too much beyond his own, and his strength was even stronger.

The middle-aged man stared at Ling Zun, and slowly picked up the Daguan Knife that was a little higher than his body, the Daguan Knife was surrounded by a faint golden light, and the pale golden spiritual power revolved around the middle-aged man's body.

Noticing the middle-aged man's movements, Ling Zun's spirit also hit it highly, even if he mastered that mysterious step, but in the face of an enemy whose strength was too much higher than his own, he didn't dare to be careless.

With both hands clenched into fists, the power of chaos traveled all over the body, and at the same time, the strength of the body also completely exploded at this moment, at this time, even if a mid-stage martial artist stood in front of Ling Zun, he would feel a huge pressure.

"Drink!" Suddenly, the middle-aged man let out a loud shout, stepped under his feet, and rushed towards Ling Zun quickly, the middle-aged man's speed was extremely fast, and he came to Ling Zun's body in the blink of an eye, and the pale golden light on the Daguan knife was sheng, and the pale golden knife that had been divided into a pale golden knife slashed towards Ling Zun's neck at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

Ling Zun's figure moved, and the Daguan knife almost grazed his head, and after the sword, a few strands of black hair slowly fell from the air.

At the same time as Ling Zun's body moved, Ling Zun's body suddenly moved forward, and his body quickly leaned forward, so as to narrow the distance between himself and the middle-aged man, and the power of chaos quickly came to his right arm, and his right fist almost formed a pillar of light, blasting towards the middle-aged man's heart at lightning speed.

Facing a middle-aged man whose strength was much stronger than his own, this punch, Ling Zun had already gone all out, without the slightest hand, the speed of this punch was so fast that it almost reached the limit of what Ling Zun could play now, almost instantly, the fist had already reached the middle-aged man's chest, and on Ling Zun's fist, the chaotic power that was constantly swallowing was even about to hurt the middle-aged man.

Looking at the fist that reached his chest in an instant, the middle-aged man's face changed in shock, and his eyes were full of disbelief, but the middle-aged man's reaction was also very fast, at this critical moment, powerful spiritual power sprayed out from the middle-aged man's body, and finally formed a strong shock wave to impact the fist that had reached his chest, and there was also a part of the spiritual power around his body to form a seemingly weak, but very solid shield, making Ling Zun's attack unable to advance a single bit.