Lin Ze put on an invisibility cloak where everyone was not paying attention, and took out the [Night Watchman].

The swordsmanship of the black stone swordsman Pershing immediately attracted Lin Ze's attention, although Niu Li and the other martial artist seemed to be on par with Pershing, but Lin Ze could see that Pershing's killing intent was getting stronger and stronger.

Sure enough, Pershing's earth-shattering move actually killed Niu Li in an instant!

And he himself was weakened because of the consumption of this move, how could Lin Ze, who had been waiting for a long time, give up such an opportunity, the fatal shooting of the fifth-order mid-grade [Night Watchman] pierced Pershing's chest in an instant.

Lin Ze, who succeeded in one blow, did not choose to use [Night Watch] to support others, but chose to let them consume each other.

Lin Ze was not worried about Wang Er's strength, as a descendant of the Wang clan of the Dongtu Ice Spirit Clan, it was impossible not to have the magical means to press the bottom of the box, and he fought so hard with Peng Tu's trap beast yesterday, mainly because Wang Er did not use his real name talent to fight.

Lin Ze, who put away the invisibility cloak and the [Night Watch], Zhenyuan poured his feet, and in one step and ten meters, he arrived in front of the corpse of the Black Stone Swordsman Pershing in a few breaths.

With a sweep of his eyes, Lin Ze immediately found a Qiankun bag on his waist, thinking of the swordsman's killing sword, Lin Ze's consciousness went deep into the Qiankun bag to take a look, and sure enough, he saw that in the space of the Qiankun bag, there was a black and red sword scripture in a corner, and the words "Three Styles of Killing Swords" were clearly visible on it.

With a happy face, Lin Ze put away the Qiankun bag and Pershing's blood-colored sword.

As for the Qiankun bag on the corpses of Niu Li and another martial artist, Lin Ze saw it but didn't take it, after all, they were also from the caravan, and their companions were already coming over here in the distance, and more importantly, Lin Ze didn't care about the contents of the Qiankun bag of these two people, Niu Li's blue smoke exercises, which seemed to be very powerful, but had many flaws, not to mention that Lin Ze already had the eighth-order high-grade exercise "Yuehua Sutra".

Lin Ze then didn't wait for the others to arrive, and he had already gone away at a rapid speed.

That Cui Xinshou Song Ling and Chen Blind are the real fat sheep, as well as the second Sai Master and the fourth-order middle realm talisman master, Lin Ze is very greedy for them, and there will be no shortage of good things!

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The battle at the fourth-order mid-realm level was quite strong, and the old man of the Fu Array Division, the second master of the Black Stone Plug, Song Ling, and the warrior guards beside the blind man on the side of the caravan, the battlefield of the four people had gradually moved away from the caravan and wreaked havoc in the mountains and forests.

The old man of the rune formation master who was invited by Chen Blind spent a lot of money was arranged at his feet at this time, and a layer of light shield supported him, resisting the bombardment of rune paper by the second master of the black stone plug.

The black stone plug master held a black rune paper in his hand, and black smoke flew out of the rune paper, like a huge black flower blooming in the palm of his hand, and the petals fell like rain, smashing on the earthy yellow light mask outside the old man's body, causing ripples in a circle.

The old man who was pressed and beaten did not want to fight back, but concentrated on a defensive position.

His own family is average, but he also cultivates an orthodox rune array, and he pays attention to a degree of advance and retreat when fighting against people, and the two masters of the Black Stone Plug rely on the secret volume of the magic of one scale and half a claw, and they are lucky enough to enter the mountains and fields of the middle realm of the fourth order, and they are really outlaws who tie their heads to the waistband of their trousers.

Seeing that the earthy yellow light mask was showing signs of collapse, the old man took out a large handful of snow-white beads, waved his sleeves and spilled them, and dozens of beads hovered around him.

Three talents, four elephants, seven stars, eight trigrams, nine palaces, the number of beads hovering position is very particular, and it is composed of a number of talisman arrays, after the formation, the light is bright, the old rune array division is reflected in the incomparably bright and majestic, let the ground around him be bombed one by one dent after another, he has never been injured.

On the battlefield on the other side.

Song Ling, the heart destroyer, is a martial artist in the fourth-order middle realm, and the guard of the blind man Chen, although he is a cultivator of the fourth-order initial realm, but he is wearing a fourth-order superb armor, coupled with a body of extraordinary martial arts, it is inseparable from the heart destroyer Song Ling, and even has the tendency to gradually gain the upper hand.

Blind Chen stood not far away, his expression relaxed.

The warrior guard, is from the Wei Du Boxing Fighting Gate, between the shots quite a lot of demeanor, double fist kung fu far better than the same realm of martial arts, Song Ling did not hesitate to gamble everything to intercept himself, but to the current situation, obviously he will be the biggest winner.

Boom.

Song Ling is known as the heart-destroying hand, the hard kung fu in his hands is naturally strong, and his right hand changes his claw style, grabbing the warrior with a thick black mang.

The martial artist is not from a famous family, his consciousness is excellent, and he made a slight tilt of his head in an instant, and the cat's waist movement, the armor on his body resisted Song Ling's claws, and he punched Song Ling in the chest like a dragon out of the hole.

One punch to, ten punches and a hundred punches.

The martial artist erupted in an instant, and the secret technique inherited from the fist fighting door was unleashed, and a punch was faster than a punch and smashed into the chest of the heart-destroying Song Ling.

In an instant, dozens of punches were punched, and Song Ling spurted out a mouthful of blood, and hurriedly flew back.

And the warrior had already caught up with him on his toes, and he smashed down with a punch, Song Ling only felt a tearing pain in his arm, and his heart was shocked, why did the opponent's fist strength get bigger and bigger, as if it was infinitely superimposed?

The warrior didn't care about it, the ghostly footwork unfolded, appeared behind Song Ling, and smashed a solid punch on Song Ling's vest.

The fierce fist pushed Song Linghong's neck back and bounced out like a cannonball.

"Hahaha, little Wang Bathing, if you want to seek revenge on Lao Tzu, you will leave your life first. Seeing that Song Ling was injured, Chen Blind was in a good mood and smiled happily.

Hearing Chen's blind laughter, Song Ling's eyes were blood-red, and he slowly stood up, stomped his feet heavily, and put his hands together against his eyebrows.

"Down the remnant fight, up up the great immortal, villain Song Ling, please come up to the Black Stone Mountain Tiger Uncle!ahhh

His body kept trembling and twitching, his eyes instantly turned black, a cold and evil aura rose from inside his body, his qi, blood and muscles suddenly became strong, and a thick black qi came out of his body.

It's just a moment like a completely changed person, although it is still Song Ling's body standing there, but that "person" is no longer Song Ling.

Sticking out his tongue and licking his lips, "Song Ling" looked indifferent, looked at the martial artist opposite, and smiled weirdly: "Let Lao Tzu see what kind of blood food is prepared for Lao Tzu." “

Lin Ze, who was not far away, saw the change in Song Ling, and suddenly remembered a very rare secret technique, please magic technique.

Cultivators usually worship the gods with their blood, and when they fight, they can invite the gods to come up at a price, and listen to the mantra of Song Lingnian, and it should be the Mo Demon God of Black Stone Mountain.

Although he is not a high-grade god, in a battle at this level, he is afraid that the martial artist will be more auspicious.