Zuo Qiu was extremely fast. He did not draw his sword, but hit Chen Ling with his fist. In his opinion, it was not enough to deal with a slave in the Ningmai realm to move his sword. If a slave in the Ningmai realm would force himself to use the sword, it would be a shame in his opinion.

The left robe who was surrounded by the side also locked Chen Ling on the other side. Even if Chen Ling wanted to run, he would probably not be able to fly, and there was no way out at all.

Facing Zuo Qiu's punch, Chen Ling released his soul consciousness and gathered all his strength to prepare to take the punch. Now he has the cultivation level of the fourth level of body casting, and with the powerful soul power as support, he has enough confidence to take the punch. After all, Zuo Qiu is still a force of the third level of body casting.

Zuo Qiu swept his punch, the speed was like lightning. Wherever he passed, it seemed like a fist wind was left. The force blew his white clothes cold and sharply, and he swung his left and right, which made people sigh how powerful the force was to enter the body casting stage. Everyone felt regretful: "This Chen Ling may be the same as last night, and a punch may make him die halfway."

When the red fist approached Chen Ling, the whole fist suddenly surged and a red flame rose. The red flame wrapped the entire fist, as if burning, making a crackling and crisp sound. This phenomenon shocked everyone again. The power of a punch was not only pure power but also with martial arts. Although it was a low-level Red Flame Fist, it was unbearable for those of the Celsius stage. Everyone felt that Chen Ling was probably not half dead, but completely cold.

Chen Lingwei stood here without moving a little. He seemed to be afraid of danger and was very calm. He had a cold look on his eyes and seemed to have a hint of chuckling, and a slight strangeness, which made people unaware of it. But what made everyone confused was that Chen Ling did not dodge and waited for death? This made the middle-aged man next to him look puzzled. He narrowed his eyes deeply, and his whole face became even colder.

Left Yi yelled, and the Red Flame Fist blew heavily into Chen Ling's abdomen. Although he was also confused about Chen Ling's actions, he felt that this kid neither avoided nor resisted, but it passed in his mind for a moment. He was more convinced that the gap between the condensed vein and the casting was an insurmountable gap. His face was full of pride and arrogance. He also made a ruthless move in this punch, unlike last night. He felt that he did not kill the mess last night, making him look ugly in front of his uncle on the spot. Therefore, now he had to solve the kid with one punch, to relieve his hatred, and to show his strength in front of his uncle, but he could kill two birds with one stone.

But just when everyone felt that it was about to end, the scene made everyone feel as if they were shocked. When Zuo Qiu's red flame fist exploded on Shen Ling, it was like a clear wave force was quickly integrated into Chen Ling's body, while Chen Ling still stood here and did not move a step, which made everyone unable to understand, including Zuo Qiu's attacking, who was full of impossible expressions on his face.

However, who can know except Chen Ling? Chen Ling understood that although Zuo Qiu's Red Flame Fist just now, it was only a low-level martial art after all. The heavier one was still a person who was one level lower than his cultivation level. What was Chen Ling afraid of this? It would be no problem to take his attack directly.

Chen Ling has powerful soul power to protect his body. When his soul travels through space, after being trained, he is not afraid of lightning and thunder in the space, and is afraid that this ordinary red flame fist will not be able to succeed. Moreover, with the help of the old man, the ordinary devouring and bombardment power can be absorbed by his powerful soul.

When Zuo Qiu's Red Flame Fist hit Shen Ling just now, the emergence of the clear wave power was Chen Ling's soul power devouring the energy of the Red Flame Fist. This domineering blow became the help of Chen Ling to nourish his soul.

Seeing the exploding Red Flame Fist hit Shen Ling, it was immediately dissolved, and he felt a powerful sucking force. Zuo Qiu felt something was wrong in an instant. He immediately stopped the fist wind and wanted to quickly retreat. At this moment, a hint of uneasiness arose in his heart. The pride just now disappeared in an instant.

Seeing the scene just now, the middle-aged man and the man in white behind him were also incredible. How could this be possible? The middle-aged man was shocked and immediately stood up, his eyes were deep, and his heart turned: "Is this kid hiding his strength?" Then the horny muscles of his face twitched, and he looked at the field again, but sighed in his heart: "If such a slave grows up, it will definitely be a threat and he can't stay no matter how hard he is, but he should see how capable he can be."

Seeing Zuo Qiu wanting to escape, Chen Ling's face turned ruthless and said coldly: "It's my turn now."

The coldness of his eyes seemed to penetrate everything, which made the Baiyi Zuo Qiu's heart tremble. He could clearly feel that Chen Ling was not the Chen Ling who was slaughtered last night, and had completely changed. He still couldn't figure out why after a night, everything changed. He could only regret in his heart that he did not kill him on the spot last night.

As soon as Chen Ling finished speaking, he jumped out lightly, releasing the true energy of the condensed vein to the limit, and at the same time released powerful soul power to protect the mortal martial soul in his body. Chen Ling knew that it was not the time to fully reveal his strength, so he used his powerful soul power to cover the mortal martial soul in the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness. The terrifying power of the mortal martial soul burst out makes people mistakenly think that it was his powerful soul power. However, using this method can only deceive ordinary cultivators. If you encounter a strong martial arts cultivator, such a trick will only cause bad consequences.

With the support of the soul and the mortal martial soul, Chen Ling's speed was like a ghost. How could he let Zuo Qiu go easily? After approaching Zuo Qiu, he flashed with a palm, hitting his face and killing him.

Zuo Qiu's mind was full of questions. Before he could react, he had just wanted to retreat, and when he had the intention to retreat, Chen Ling's figure approached him like a ghost, and with a seemingly slight palm, he felt a sense of pressure of a thousand pounds of force, which made people feel like he was about to suffocate. Zuo Qiu had no time to react, and when he retreated, his hand unconsciously touched the sword on his waist.

Unfortunately, Chen Ling didn't intend to give him any chance. He saw a purple light flashing between his palm and slapped directly on Zuo Qiu's forehead. This palm had the power of the first level of the mortal martial soul. The purple light flashing in the palm was actually the color of the mortal martial soul. Chen Ling felt that the force was just right and said to himself: "Look at you now, how can you escape? Even if you don't die, you will be skinned and completely become a useless person."

The left yi, who was locked on Chen Ling, felt that the situation had suddenly changed suddenly. He felt that it was not good. Before he was in a hurry, he jumped away and wanted to help Zuo Qiu.

But it was too late. No one thought that Chen Ling's speed was too fast, completely beyond their expectations. This was also the consequence of Zuo Qiu and Zuo Yi underestimating the enemy.

Under Shen Ling's lightning-like palm, Zuo Qiu finally showed a look of fear. Before he could draw his sword, he was accompanied by a scream like a pig slaughtering, "Ah! Impossible," then there was no sound. The figure in white clothes, which had been flying back several feet away before, was still flying backwards several feet away, but the death situation made everyone's eyes condense. At that moment, everyone was silent and felt that they didn't know what was going on. Zuo Qiu's entire face was shattered, and there was no sound.

Everyone was nervous inside, looking at Chen Ling with incredible expressions. They couldn't believe what happened at this moment. It was done by this young man. It was a task in the body casting stage, but he slapped to death with one palm. Who would believe it if he told it? But this fact happened in front of them. Everyone was filled with surprise and excitement. Chen Ling was simply a monster.

The middle-aged man who was sitting, saw this scene, suddenly stood up, his eyes were deep and his face was full of anger. With his hands tightly clenched, his muscles and bones all over his body made crisp sounds. He said angrily: "It's true that there is strength hidden," he looked at another white man behind him and said: "Zuo Dan, you should deal with it. The speed should be fast, otherwise the left robe would be ruined by him."

The man in white, known as Zuo Dan, was greeted by his death, and a figure flashed towards the field at a very fast speed.

After killing Zuo Qiu, Chen Ling did not relax his vigilance. Now he has to deal with the attacks of Zuo Qiu and Zuo Dan at the same time. Although he feels that he can deal with it, the pressure is several times greater than just now. Zuo Yi is not bad, and his power is similar to Zuo Qiu who was solved, so he is not afraid of it. However, Zuo Yi's forces are like him, with four levels of casting and even stronger than himself. The most important thing is that Zuo Yi has said one sentence from beginning to end, extremely cold, and is completely different from Zuo Qiu and Zuo Yi.

Seeing Zuo Dan flashing out, everyone started whispering, and a voice suddenly appeared in it: "It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous. This is a big fucking joke. You are too shameless."

"Huh?" When the voice sounded, everyone was amazed who it was. Under the influence of his words, Zuo Dan and Zuo Yi stopped. They were probably thinking in their hearts that they were the ungrateful bastard.

The middle-aged man stared at a face in the crowd, his face became cold and said coldly: "Do you want to rebel too?"

The young man walked out of the crowd, his eyebrows frowned, and he snorted, "I'm afraid you're forced to rebel," then he looked at the field with contempt and said, "You are really shameless. The two body casting stages deal with one of the vein-condensing stages, and they said it's not shameless. I have never seen this on the entire martial arts continent, and I feel embarrassed for you."

This young man is no other person, Ding Dali, who helped Chen Ling before. At this time, he walked out of the crowd and criticized him like a gangster. This was obviously deliberately provoking him and the three in white.

After Ding Dali finished speaking, he glanced at everyone and said loudly: "Everyone, I don't think everyone is a lie. These three people regard us as slaves and ants, but when they can't beat this young man, they want to deceive others with reality. I dare to ask if they have any shame," Ding Dali said, looking at Chen Ling beside him, just facing Shen Ling.

Chen Ling didn't expect that at this critical moment, Ding Dali would stand up and support him. Seeing him destroying the three people in white like that, Chen Ling smiled bitterly in his heart. However, in Shen Ling's opinion, Ding Dali's courage to stand up was already much better than those people. This is a friend he was willing to make, and perhaps a friend of life and death.

At this time, under Ding Dali's aura, everyone began to whisper and became impatient, some people began to speak softly, and then everyone began to echo.

Seeing the situation restless, the middle-aged man broke out instantly and said domineeringly: "Who dares do I think?" His power seemed to cover everyone as if he had shrouded them, and then the crowd became quiet.

Then the middle-aged man Leng Mang looked at Ding Dali and said coldly: "You guy are so scheming? It seems that you can't live in Kanzhou anymore, you can only die." As he said that, his eyebrows fell and his palms were stumbled towards Ding Dali like a ghost hand.

However, Chen Ling, who was standing aside, watched every subtle thing of the middle-aged man. From the beginning of Ding Dali's rise to speak out, Chen Ling was alert to all the actions of the three men in white, especially the middle-aged man, because the middle-aged man would definitely kill Ding Dali to stop his restlessness and also mean to kill the chicken to warn the monkey. This is what he would definitely do.

Sure enough, the middle-aged man took action. At this critical moment, Chen Ling shouted at Ding Dali: "Be careful", and then instantly floated towards Ding Dali's place.
Chapter completed!