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Xiao Ling, who was hanging in the air, saw that Murong Tian and the four of them didn't want to touch him, but wanted to dodge his attack, and couldn't help but sneer: "Hmph, it's so easy to dodge my attack?

Under the spurring of the sword intent, the sword qi emitted by the Ling Xiao Sword was like having eyes, firmly locking the four of Murong Tian, no matter how they flashed and moved, they could not get out of the lock of the sword intent.

"I can't hide, fight!"

The four Murong Tian brothers have the same mind, and since they can't dodge, they will join forces to defend against the enemy.

"Dragon Fist!"

The four elders of Murong quickly gathered together, urged Zhenyuan, and the four of them joined forces to use the "Crazy Dragon Fist", and suddenly the golden fist suddenly burst out from the palms of the eight palms of the four people, reflecting the five-foot radius around the four people into gold.

As Murong Tian's four people counterattacked, a fist the size of a zhang Xu suddenly appeared, and suddenly a powerful force surged out, facing Xiao Ling's sword qi.

"Bang!"

A loud crash sound, stirring up the wind and clouds in all directions.

However, seeing that Xiao Ling's sword qi was incomparably sharp, it actually pierced through the fist strength of Murong Tian's four people like a broken bamboo, and the remaining momentum did not decrease, and he headed towards the four of them.

"It's only been two days since the last fight, how did this kid's strength grow so terrifyingly? He also used this trick in the last fight, but compared to today, the power is very different!"

Murong Tian's eyes changed slightly, and he hurriedly raised his yuan again, and the four of them punched three times in a row, a total of twelve punches, which was enough to disperse Xiao Ling's sword qi.

The sword move was blocked, and Xiao Ling was not surprised. In fact, Xiao Ling only used seventy percent of the true yuan, although there was sword intent to increase the power, but with the joint efforts of Murong Tian's four people, if he couldn't even catch a move of Xiao Ling's seventy percent strength, it would be a strange thing.

"Let's go!"

finally took Xiao Ling's move, Murong Tian didn't want to give his life here. A low shout came out, and the four of Murong Tian spread their bodies and quickly swept around, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared into a forest not far away.

"I'm running really fast, but do you think I can't find you? I have sword intent in my hand, blocking the surroundings, and under the lock of breath, I know where you run. However, since you are separated, then I'll settle them one by one. Having said that, after these two days of fighting, not only did it stimulate my cultivation, but it also deepened my understanding of sword intent a little during the battle, and it seems that I will fight more with others in the future. Looking at the figure of Murong Tian and the four of them who were about to disappear, Xiao Ling was not in a hurry, and muttered to himself.

Immediately, Xiao Ling's eyes froze, and his eyes locked on the last figure of Murong Ren before he disappeared into the forest, and his eyes showed murderous intent: "I'll deal with you first!"

Holding the divine sword in his hand, Xiao Ling quickly fell from the sky, and with the lock of his breath, he chased after Murong Ren.

After submerging into the forest, Murong Ren unleashed his flexible footwork, and disappeared into the trees in a few ups and downs.

Xiao Ling followed behind Murong Ren unhurriedly, always keeping a distance from him, and hiding his aura, making it difficult for Murong Ren to detect.

The reason why Xiao Ling adopted this strategy of breaking down one by one was not improvised, but after careful consideration. If he faced the four Murong Tian alone, although he could win, he would be somewhat injured, and if he forced the four Murong Tian to fight back, Xiao Ling was not absolutely sure that he would be able to retreat with his whole body, after all, the counterattack of the four masters of the peak period was not a joke.

Therefore, as soon as Xiao Ling came up, he gave the four Murong Tian a shot at Ma Wei with a strong move, which also implied that the four Murong Tian had no chance of winning if they fought hard, in this case, the other party would definitely choose to flee like the last time they met, and in order to avoid their own fatal moves, they would also avoid being caught by themselves, and if nothing else, the four Murong Tian would definitely choose a different direction to escape. In this way, it gave Xiao Ling the opportunity to break them one by one, although this was a little time-consuming, but it was the safest way.

When a person is facing a life-and-death crisis, even if he has the slightest hope of escape, he will not give up, and Murong Tian and the four of them are naturally no exception. In this case, all Murong Tian and the four of them thought about was how to escape, who had time to think about anything else? In addition, Xiao Ling could hide his aura, so that Murong Tian and the four of them could not find out, in this way, the four of Murong Tian would feel that Xiao Ling was not chasing after him, and they would definitely hurry up and flee, as for Xiao Ling's special willpower that could detect the whereabouts of others, he had already been thrown out of the clouds by a few people.

"It's almost time, it's time to deal with Murong Ren. The murmuring voice was mixed with a bit of cold killing intent, and with a flash of light, Xiao Ling quickly flashed towards Murong Ren.

The time of Xiao Ling's move was also considered, not too early, if it was too early, Murong Tian and the four of them would not be far away, if they found that their brothers were in trouble, they would definitely be able to support them in time, then Xiao Ling's previous actions would be of no use;

Therefore, Xiao Ling chose an appropriate time, which would not give Murong Tian and the three of them time to come back, nor would it make the three of them escape beyond the range of his own pursuit.

Murong Ren, who was fleeing quickly, had been exuding spiritual sense when he fled, but there was no accident at all, he didn't notice that Xiao Ling was following him not far behind him, which made Murong Ren think that Xiao Ling didn't chase after him, in other words, as long as he ran fast enough, he was safe. Just when Murong Ren's heart was slightly filled with joy, he suddenly found that a hundred meters in front of him was a handsome figure holding a sword, standing tall!

"Have you run enough, if you run enough, you will die!" The indifferent voice was mixed with a hint of cold murderous intent, and spit out from Xiao Ling's mouth.

If there were strangers here, it would be hard to believe that this seemingly harmless young man would say words that would kill people, since he was downplaying. Even Murong Ren felt that Xiao Ling now seemed to be a little different from before, but after thinking about it, he felt that there was no difference.

It's not that Xiao Ling's personality has changed, but since he felt a hint of killing intent two days ago, he decided that when he fought with someone, if he had the intention of killing, then he tried to keep himself in the artistic conception of killing, which should be good for understanding the intent of killing.

But that killing artistic conception is a very mysterious state, and that state is not something that can be entered by entering. Now Xiao Ling is trying to comprehend the meaning of killing and enter that mysterious state, but unfortunately, he failed.

Although he was not able to successfully enter the killing artistic conception, he still had a trace of killing intent more or less, under the influence of that extremely faint killing intent, Murong Ren felt that Xiao Ling seemed to be a little different from just now, but after thinking about it, he couldn't tell what the difference was.