His body turned into an afterimage, and Lin Ling rushed towards the thin young man again.
"It's useless, you can't touch a hair on my head!"
As soon as Lin Ling moved, the thin young man smiled contemptuously. He stepped on the Nine Palace Steps and disappeared on the spot. Moreover, while he was displaying his body and martial arts, he took a sip of wine comfortably.
but.
Before the wine was in his mouth, a cold voice came from beside him: "Your arrogance has come to an end!"
Along with the sound, a fist wrapped in black light seemed to tear through the space.
"Are you catching up with me?"
The thin young man was shocked. Only now did he realize that the ghost-faced boy had been following him like a shadow. Could it be that in the previous confrontations, the ghost-faced boy had seen through his Jiugongbu?
He was surprised, Lin Ling obviously wouldn't answer him, the answer was his fist!
boom!
With a loud noise, Lin Ling's fist hit the thin young man's cheek, crooked his nose, and sent his body flying backwards.
"what happend?"
The hearts of everyone around them were frozen. They only heard a loud noise, and then saw a figure lying on the ground among the flying dust, and not far from the figure, there was a broken wine bottle.
This jug.
Isn't it the same as the thin young man?
Everyone's expressions brightened.
"you."
The thin young man quickly got up again, with anger surging on his face. Especially when he saw the broken wine bottle, he felt like silent ridicule.
He had been drinking to fight before, how calm and comfortable he was, playing with his opponent like a cat catching a mouse. Who would have thought that the ghost-faced young man got angry and broke his wine bottle, which was like a slap in his face!
"You've pissed me off. I still have one more incense left to burn. I'm not going to delay it any longer. I want you to die here!"
The thin young man shook his right hand, and his arm suddenly became thicker, like the arm of a monster. The veins on it were exposed, which was extremely frightening. And his left hand moved around his waist, and a folding sword appeared. After unfolding it, this
The sword is two meters long and is the kind of broadsword used by generals to kill enemies on the battlefield.
boom!
When the handle of the knife hit the ground, cracks appeared on the ground.
Obviously, this thin young man is not only strong in physical skills, but also in strength.
"I want to remind you before I die, among our three-person team, I am the strongest!"
Holding a big sword in his hand, the thin young man jumped up and slashed towards Lin Ling like a rainbow!
"Returning wind sweeps the leaves and chops!"
In the sky, there was a majestic and majestic half-moon hanging high. It was a sword light that seemed to split the earth, making all the warriors watching stop their breath and look in shock!
This knife is terrifying!
"Eight realms of physical training, I hope you are stronger than Ye Tianling!"
Lin Ling also pulled out the big sword behind him. His sword was different. It looked like a sword but also like a knife. It was half a foot long. It also had a cold light. And the blade of the sword was surging with black light at this moment, and there were several dragon-like auras hovering faintly.
With.
Then, he looked at the sword slashing down from the sky. His slash was like a black dragon coming out of the abyss!
The two knives collided in mid-air like meteors, and the dazzling light made many people close their eyes subconsciously, followed by a deafening sound.
Clang!
The two swords are like dragons, and the one on the ground is a black dragon, roaring into the sky, sweeping everything.
"impossible!"
In mid-air, the skinny young man's face changed drastically, and he collided with Lin Ling's knife. His knife could no longer be held firmly. What a powerful force it was!
"die!"
Lin Ling's eyes were full of indifference, and he slashed out with the knife held high above his head!
Whoosh!
The thin young man's sword was split into two, and his body was also split into two, and then fell outside the martial arts platform. Before he died, his eyes were wide open, full of disbelief!
Everyone around looked at that scene, and they all felt like they were in a dream. With one strike, the strong man in the eighth level of physical training was defeated. The thin young man didn't even have a chance to admit defeat. What kind of strength did that ghost-faced boy have?
"What a domineering knife!"
In the distance, the eyes of some geniuses were also attracted, and they all frowned. They realized that the ghost-faced boy was not a gifted spirit. In other words, either the skills he practiced were powerful, or his martial arts level was high.
There was silence all around the No. 9 martial arts platform, but not long after, a roaring voice sounded: "How dare you kill him!"
The one who spoke was the teammate of the thin young man. He still didn't believe it. The senior brother who was in the eighth realm of physical training was also beheaded.
"If I don't kill him, should I wait for him to kill me?"
Lin Ling glanced at the man indifferently, and then said coldly: "If you don't accept it, you can go on stage!"
As soon as these words came out, the person who spoke fell silent. Among their group, the thin young man was the strongest, with extremely powerful speed and attack, but he couldn't stop a knife, let alone him!
Seeing that the other party fell silent, Lin Ling laughed mockingly. These people only allowed the government to set fires and not allow the people to light lamps. If it weren't for the thin young man who started to play with him, treating him like an ant, and then kicked off his arrogant mask, he became so angry that he wanted to kill him.
How could I kill him?
"Next game, I admit defeat!"
Putting the sword away, Lin Ling left the No. 9 martial arts platform. Now he had fought four games in a row, and his physical strength and spiritual energy had reached the limit. Moreover, under the continuous battles, the black turtle calming pill that he had swallowed before also took effect, and the medicinal effect was stimulated.
, to quickly improve his cultivation, so what he has to do now is to seize the opportunity and consolidate his cultivation.
What's more, the next two opponents are no stronger than the thin young man, so there is no point in fighting anymore.
Gazes watched Lin Ling leave. Many people became curious about the ghost-faced boy. Some talented men began to despise Lin Ling. Looking back on the previous battle situation, Mu Ran discovered that if they were to accept that sword, they would not be able to take the sword unless they practiced
Body Nine Realm, otherwise it would be really difficult to pick up!
"The seventh level of physical training defeats the eighth level of physical training. You, you, you are really perverted. Don't you have no limits?"
Seeing Lin Ling coming back, Liu Qian was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth, and then she couldn't help but punch Lin Ling in the chest again.
"Sister Liu, I'm exhausted right now. If you hit me again, I might not be able to stand up!" Lin Ling said with a wry smile.
Liu Qian immediately laughed dryly, and then looked at An Yu'er: "Junior sister Yu'er, the teammate you found is really good. By the way, you have been extremely calm from the beginning to the end. Do you already know his strength?"
An Yu'er smiled slightly, still as cold as before, and didn't say much. She knew very well that the last time Lin Ling and Ye Tianling fought in a draw, she guessed that Lin Ling had strength comparable to the Eighth Level of Physical Training.
Already.
Perhaps, if he really wanted to fight, he might not be Lin Ling's opponent!
When she thought of this, An Yu'er looked at Lin Ling with a complicated look.
Lin Ling glanced at An Yu'er, said nothing, nodded and said: "The next two people will be left to you. I have reached my limit and need to practice!"
"Okay, thank you for your hard work. The two of us have taken advantage of you and haven't appeared yet. You should practice hard!" Liu Qian patted her chest carelessly and said, making the jade peaks on her chest sway constantly.
Lin Ling shook his head helplessly and started practicing on the spot.
After four battles, Lin Ling also exerted himself to the extreme. Seven black auras were constantly circling in his dantian, and the medicinal effects of the Black Turtle Calm Qi Pill continued to flow into his dantian and be absorbed by Lin Ling.
While he was practicing, An Yu'er and Liu Qian came on stage one after another, but although their opponents were strong, they were obviously not their match. In the opponent's group, only the thin young man was the strongest.
Lin Ling's team won this battle, and they will face Panyan's team next. If they can win, Lin Ling's team will be the champion team of No. 9 Wutai!
Other martial arts arenas have also reached a critical moment, but this fierce battle will start in the afternoon, giving many talented and strong men a chance to rest!