"Thanks for the compliment, but yours is always not yours. Ling Zhishi's eyes swept around, and countless black shadows flashed under the trees, even if he didn't have to perceive it, he knew that he was surrounded.

Hearing him say this, Ling Zitong's face also showed a flush, and he was full of happiness in his heart.

"Naturally, but I like to take the fame and fortune of others and the people around him, after all, this is my own spoils. Zun Tianming pulled out his earth-level top-grade green sword and smiled faintly.

Able to sense the murderous aura of the enemy, Ling Zhishi took a step forward, powerful aura pouring out from the crack in his back, and a skull covered in purple flames slowly revealed its terrifying and empty eyes from the pitch-black abyss.

Seeing the scene in front of them, the eyes of many cultivators around him began to become serious, and even their hearts became much heavier.

Suddenly, that huge skull covered Ling Zhishi's whole body, as if it was covered with an invincible armor, making people tremble, and they didn't even have the courage to stand in front of him.

"Weird exercises!" said a gray-robed middle-aged man coldly. The eyes looked at the figure of the other party, and after a short period of eye contact, a majestic momentum immediately erupted on the body.

"Are you two going to die first??"

Ling Zhishi sneered, his eyes were indifferent and outrageous, coupled with the effect of the Purple Flame Armor, he completely dared to fight in the face of these two gray-robed men of the ninth rank of the Dust Realm.

The two gray-robed men struck from both sides, the knives in their hands were covered with a layer of scorching flames, and the hot heat distorted even the air, and their speed was extremely fast, only to see the fallen leaves flying, the two figures disappeared in an instant, but they could only be subjected to the fierce wind in their faces.

Ling Zhishi was not in a hurry, and in the past few days when he was caught up, although he had many more scars on his body that could not be erased, he had already practiced to the extreme in terms of experience and fighting skills.

The first form of the Purple Flame Armor will increase the speed and strength of its own effect by twice the effect, Ling Zhishi's current cultivation is the sixth stage of the Buchen Realm, plus the Gou Ying Step and the Drunken Immortal Sword Technique, the figures of these two gray-robed men and the movements of the move have been all taken in by him.

In the face of the attack of the two of them, Ling Zhishi had already sent a message to Ling Zitong not to act rashly.

Just when these two figures came behind Ling Zhishi in an instant, the two sword handles actually pierced straight through their bodies, they shouted in their hearts that it was not good, but the two sword qi had already penetrated their bodies, and the purple flames were still burning in the dark night.

"I'll be fair with two swords. Ling Zhishi smiled playfully.

"Damn together. ”

A thin man gritted his teeth. As soon as he finished saying this, six figures pounced on the side again, and they performed their most powerful exercises in their hands without the slightest reservation.

Ling Zhishi sneered, the ancient sword and the heaven-level dragon sword were both swung together, the materialized sword light seemed to cut through the space, the dazzling silver light shone in every inch of the night, and the two pairs of purple eyes like hell and death were full of disdain.

The two weak cultivators who rushed forward first immediately became the revenants under the sword, and the blood stains formed a perfect shield and splashed around.

The other six cultivators were even more carried away when they saw this, one person's sword had been broken into pieces by the sword before it touched Ling Zhishi's body, he stopped, but his eyes suddenly flickered, Ling Zhishi's figure didn't know when it had reached behind him.

"Don't mess with people you shouldn't mess with in your next life. ”

The demonic words echoed in his ears, and his consciousness blurred with the end of the sentence, and he fell without any resistance.

"You're simply a demon!" the more powerful of the five suddenly burst out, shouting, and many people around him followed the aura and stood up, gradually forming an encirclement.

"Demons, waste, calamity, traitors, these trumped-up charges I have endured for more than ten years, in that case, I will be a demon, let you see what the real bad guy is!"

Ling Zhishi was furious. Xuan Qing Jue also seemed to get his anger, and he actually began to run violently, the aura rolled up a violent wind in an instant, the wind swept the clouds, and a barren and powerful sword qi also erupted on the ancient sword, and a burst of sword light hung on the surrounding field.

The weapons of many people present were cut off by this sword qi, and even the ground-level weapons were turned into powder in an instant, at this time, Ling Zhishi's hair was flying like a madman, and his whole body was surrounded by a murderous aura, at this time, he was holding an ancient sword, looking at the world, like a god of war!

Zun Tian's Mandate was fluttering in white clothes, standing on the top of the mountain, seeing such a scene in front of him, he couldn't help but secretly admire in his heart, he had long felt that Ling Zhishi would not be ordinary, if he made a few moves with him now, even if he could fight for it, but the consumption was also huge.

Ling Zitong glanced at the top of the mountain with a faint look in her eyes, and her body also exuded an aura no less than Ling Zhishi's, and everyone present suddenly shuddered, unable to control their trembling bodies.

"Go die!" Ling Zhishi Gu raised the ancient sword, the purple flames flashed rapidly in the dark night, the ancient sword slashed down, and a young man in the sixth stage of the Dust Realm not far in front of him was suddenly divided.

But these were not enough, Ling Zhishi instinctively controlled his body, and every time his body flashed, another head fell to the ground.

The sword rose and fell, the aura was greedily absorbed by the ancient sword, and the pungent smell of blood even many people who came not far away stopped one after another, not daring to move forward rashly.

Ling Zhishi completely became a demon, everywhere he went, blood was everywhere, and many people had already retreated at this time, but the world was unbearable, how could they expect such a scene, how could a young man in the sixth stage of the Dust Realm display such a strong strength.

However, just as Ling Zhishi was walking towards the nearest figure, he felt a huge pain in his chest, and spit out two mouthfuls of blood. He quickly took the man's head off with a swift stride, and then his eyes were calm, not at all like a rampage.

"It's really my Ling family who has lost their eyes, but you must be dead today!" Two figures in the distance stepped into the air, Ling Lei looked around, and his heart was extremely vigilant.

"Ling family, you are also worthy!" Ling Zhishi stopped the slaughter, although he seemed to be in a demon and was in a rampage, in fact, he held sovereignty and consciousness, knowing that this was Xuan Qing Jue helping him, but he had also relied on Ling Zitong's demon king momentum to control their bodies before, so he could take their lives so easily, but the highest cultivation here was only the third stage of the Split Sky Realm.

If you face two battle-experienced Master Realm powerhouses, even if you add Ling Zitong, you may not be able to fight one of them.