"Son, don't blame me for not reminding you, if you kneel down and apologize to grandpa and me now, the incident just now will be over, if not, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless. ”

Seeing the unforgiving appearance in his eyes, Meng Ling glanced at him, and then continued to stretch out his hands in front of his eyes, fiddling with it boringly.

"Hmph!" Seeing this, Dead De snorted coldly and rushed forward, and at the same time, the spear in his hand stabbed at Meng Ling without hesitation.

After putting his hand down unhurriedly, Meng Ling also flashed towards Death, only to see that when his eyes were less than an inch away from the spear, Mengling strangely disappeared in Death's field of vision, and appeared behind Death Virtue in the blink of an eye.

I saw that Meng Ling's fingers did not penetrate the opponent's chest as usual, but were bounced back by the flesh on the other party's body when they touched the opponent's back and was about to penetrate the chest.

Although the reaction speed of Death De is not as fast as that of Meng Ling, but the ability to adapt in the absence of the same strength is already good, so when Meng Ling arrived at the back and stabbed at him, he turned around and wanted to pierce the opponent's head, although Meng Ling dodged several times, but he still laughed when he saw the opponent's left palm weakly shrugged aside.

"Hahaha, what's the matter, son, it's a pity that it's useless for you to kneel down and beg for mercy now!" he rushed over again.

I saw that Meng Ling didn't seem to feel pain, and he didn't look at the shrugged fingers, and greeted him as usual, but in the middle of the hand, a black long sword surrounded by black appeared in his hand, the sword body was about two fingers wide and about four feet long, and there was a faint cold light flashing in the black.

When he saw the sword in Meng Ling's hand, Dead De's whole eyes lit up, he looked at the long sword with greed, and then raised his eyes to Meng Ling's eyes to show a winning smile.

Looking at the smile on the other party's face, Meng Ling snorted disdainfully, and then turned Ling Han sideways to his chest and dodged over, but in the next moment, his whole body stiffened, and he couldn't move forward a bit.

Looking at Meng Ling, who was full of gloom, he laughed, and stabbed the spear in his hand into the opponent's abdomen without pause, and then turned the spear with a cruel smile.

Seeing that the other party just looked at him with a gloomy face, but he didn't even snort, Shengde immediately sank his face, and once again exerted a force in his hand, only to hear the sound of "poof", and the spear strung Meng Ling in pairs.

"Ahem, I was still thinking that the people who came to kill you with your strength should not go and never return, but now I understand, I really didn't expect you to be born with the technique of restraint, cough cough cough ......" After saying this with a mocking face, Meng Ling coughed uncontrollably, and more and more blood spilled out from the corners of his mouth.

Because of the bloodline, the demon race will never be able to change the original appearance of things like the other four realms through cultivation, and all the demons can improve through cultivation is cultivation, making the lethality of Benrao more powerful, like the fixation technique, These spells can never be successfully cultivated, but some demons will be born with a certain ability, but such a demon will only appear in 50,000 such demons, so Meng Ling didn't think that such a person would be one of those special demons at first, without any defense, and the information he got did not write this situation, so he would be seriously injured by death in an unguarded situation.

Seeing this, Death De fiercely picked up Meng Ling's chin, looked at Meng Ling's face without any worries, and then smiled coldly, threw Meng Ling's head to the side, and at the same time raised his foot and kicked Meng Ling's chest fiercely, only to see Meng Ling fly far away like an off-line kite in the next moment, and then fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Looking at Meng Ling, who couldn't move, he walked over unhurriedly, and said: "Heh, aren't you also a demon clan? Why meddle in these things? I killed all foreigners, and I didn't take the initiative to kill any demon clan, the demon clan is already weak, why should you become a lackey of the other four clans?"

After saying this, Dead De had already walked in front of Meng Ling, and at the same time raised his spear and pierced through the opponent's shoulder bone fiercely, and then slowly grinded it out.

Listening to the sound of the other party's breathing, which was obviously starting to become heavy, Shengde immediately laughed, and tried to take the long sword in Meng Ling's hand, but was flicked away when his fingers were about to touch the sword body.

Looking at his blackened fingers, the smugness that the dead had been carrying on his face disappeared without a trace in an instant, and then looked at Meng Ling, who began to struggle to get up, and was about to raise his foot and kick it over, but in the next moment, his eyes widened in horror, and the few people who were originally watching the excitement seemed to be frightened by the scene in front of them, and began to fall to the ground and retreat silently.

I saw that the right leg raised by Dead De was cut off by someone, and the whole person lay on the ground, twisted his face and hugged the root of his leg and began to howl, and the blood gushing out had soaked the ground under him.

I don't know when Meng Ling has stood up, the broken hair on his forehead has long been soaked with sweat, and he is panting rapidly at this moment, although the whole person is a little embarrassed, but there is an excited smile on his face, and Ling Han in his hand is dripping with red liquid like water droplets at the moment.

I saw Meng Ling licking the blood at the corner of his mouth evilly, and then walked towards the dead man step by step, and the whole person looked at the wailing dead virtue condescendingly.

"But Erl. ”

The sword fell in his hand, and the person who was still howling lost his voice in an instant.

Looking at the round ball rolling aside, Meng Ling sneered, and then picked it into the mustard jade Pei Zheng on his waist

Glancing at his bleeding abdomen, Meng Ling turned his gaze to the three people who were panicking away, only to see an afterimage flashing, Meng Ling flashed in front of the three people, and then a sword light flashed, and the three people were also in different places.

Once everything was taken care of, Meng Ling staggered and disappeared into the streets of the town.

Everyone who had been afraid to make a noise began to talk after the weakened boy disappeared from view.

"Tut-tut, these wicked people who bully men and women have been retributed after all!"

"But this is also too miserable death, tsk tsk!"

"Aren't the people they killed just as miserable? Although they didn't kill anyone, they have already harmed our town!"

In the end, this was recognized by Rao around him, although these four people who don't know where they came from have not killed people, but they usually bully men and women and rob money, but they are also declining!

It's just that I don't know if it will be more relieved when these things make them know that the dead virtue is more than they know......

After leaving the town, Meng Ling walked to a ruined temple and began to simply deal with the wound on his abdomen, and after he stopped the bleeding, his vision began to blur, and after shaking his drowsy head vigorously, he finally fell asleep groggily.