The voice was hoarse, and everyone who heard it was numb. Almost at the same time, Wang Lang turned around and threw out a black card.

The sword elder set out his sword, and the sheath was unsheathed silently.

The bronze hammer stood at the end and turned around and punched him.

I saw a figure suddenly disappearing and suddenly landed at the position just now.

One palm.

With just one palm, the huge body of the copper hammer was slapped away and directly collapsed a wall.

When the house collapsed, Wang Lang and Jian Lao broke out at the same time.

Looking at the person who was originally standing outside the door.

He is extremely tall, more than 1.9 meters tall, with snow-white eyebrows, and looks only in his sixties. He is wearing a monk's robe and has a bare head.

A pair of eyes showed a sharp light as they turned, which made people feel heart-pounding. A face was originally expressionless, but it just gave people a feeling of crying and laughing.

"Shi Ling!" Old Jian was shocked.

"So it's Elder Zhanshuang, one of the nine swords in the sword pool." Shi Ling spoke softly. His voice was strange and hoarse, but if you don't listen, you have to listen. The sound seemed to be about to drill into your ears.

Zhan Shuang pointed to the ground with a long sword in her hand, stood on the broken wall of the collapsed house, staring at Shi Ling.

Shi Ling stood upright in front of his chest with one hand and turned to look at Wang Lang. "It is said that Huangfu Ji's apprentice, the Black Dragon King, is back. I don't believe it, so I come over to take a look. I didn't expect that I was so destined to be so destined, so I saw it as soon as I came."

"Senior Shi Ling, I miss you very much." Wang Lang smiled.

"Oh?" Shi Ling stared at Wang Lang with his eyes fixed on him, "How much do you miss me?"

"I'm thinking about it when I'm sleeping." Wang Lang grinned.

"I want to die?" Shi Ling smiled even more.

"How can you do it? It depends on what you said, am I that kind of person?" Wang Lang said with a smile.

Shi Ling remained silent and just stared at Wang Lang.

"Zhan Shuang, have Huangfu Ji's body been found?" Shi Ling suddenly changed the topic.

Zhan Shuang said nothing, staring at the copper hammer that came out of the ruins with his eyes squinted. After shaking the dust on his body, he stared at Shi Ling fiercely, his eyes extremely fierce, like a tiger with a certain prey.

Wang Lang was also preparing to swear words with Shi Ling in circles and scold Shi Ling. He stepped on the ground with a bronze hammer, and rushed out like a cannonball.

Zhan Shuang draws his sword at the same time.

Shi Ling slowly raised his other hand and put his hands together.

The copper hammer punched Shi Ling's shoulder, and Zhan Shuang stabbed Shi Ling's eyebrows with a sword, trying to stab Shi Ling's head through.

Shi Ling was as motionless as a mountain. The copper hammer punch did not shake Shi Ling at all, but when he saw Shi Ling's heel sinking into the ground, he closed his hands and raised his hands slightly, clamping the sword that Zhan Shuang stabbed.

The tip of the sword penetrated from the end of the palm and penetrated from another section. After the tip of the sword was pressed to Shi Ling's eyebrows, it was difficult to get in any more.

Shi Ling raised his eyes, shook his shoulders, the copper hammer staggered back, his hands were wrong, and the long sword was twisted and deformed, Zhan Shuang took the opportunity to force the sword to withdraw.

The current situation is very obvious. Wang Lang and the other two cannot beat Shi Ling at all, and they are very likely to be counter-killed. After not seeing each other for more than ten years, Shi Ling's kung fu has improved a lot. He was able to become the king in the world more than ten years ago. Today, more than ten years later, basically, except for a few big bosses who cannot emerge from the world, there is no one to defeat him.

Shi Ling was still standing in the initial place, without moving his position, and casually glanced at the copper hammer. Shi Ling smiled slightly, "Yes, you should be the one who will take charge of the Frost Sword."

The bronze hammer stared at Shi Ling fiercely.

Shi Ling turned his gaze to Wang Lang.

"Why don't you take action?" Shi Ling asked.

Wang Lang took out his ears.

Bang!

Zhan Shuang couldn't see clearly how Wang Lang moved, but Wang Lang just shot him.

The distance was so close, Wang Lang still had a sneak attack. He thought he could shoot the dead bald donkey in the head with one shot, but who the hell thought of it?

He avoided it.

Yes.

Going away.

Wang Lang kept firing in his hand, and he shot continuously. Shi Ling finally moved, jumping in place in a fancy way, spinning 360 degrees in the air, and landing 720 degrees in 720 degrees.

Without a single shot, Wang Lang became more and more shocked. Wang Lang turned around to look at Zhan Shuang and Tong Hammer.

"You guys go quickly, don't worry about me, I have a way to run."

Zhan Shuang clasped her fists at Wang Lang, jumped up, and jumped down from the top of the mountain.

The copper hammer followed closely behind.

Who knew that Shi Ling suddenly shouted, "Don't leave when you come, stay here to accompany Cao Qiufeng to the fore."

Shi Ling's sleeves in the air swung her sleeves, and many peanut-sized things fell from the sky like rainstorms.

Wang Lang dodged sideways and looked carefully. His eyes almost popped out. It turned out to be the bullet that Wang Lang had just fired. In other words, Shi Ling caught Wang Lang's bullet just now.

At such a close distance, Wang Lang, one of the three gun kings in the world, fired a gun and was caught by an old bald donkey. No one would believe this, but that's the truth.

Wang Lang emerged from behind the broken wall, Shi Ling stood not far away, with his hands folded.

Zhan Shuang was not injured, and the copper hammer was bleeding on his shoulder.

"Huangfu Ji never told you, will external objects be external objects eventually? They cannot replace what you have. With the help of external forces, they will never exist forever. What's the use of using a gun?" Shi Ling mocked him.

Wang Lang took out his ears, "You can carry a rocket launcher after I finish it, see if you dare to say that."

Shi Ling suddenly rushed towards Wang Lang, and instantly arrived in front of Wang Lang. He punched out with a punch, and his fist broke through the wall and rushed towards Wang Lang in a moment.

The speed was so fast that Wang Lang completely blocked with his instinctive arms.

Wang Lang flew wildly backwards with one punch.

Shi Ling slapped the wall with a palm and rushed towards Wang Lang, "Get the Dragon Stone!"

Wang Lang flew backwards with the help of Shi Ling's punch, and the last one turned over in the air and fell towards the mountain. When he was about to go down the mountain, Wang Lang was furious at Zhan Shuang and the bronze hammer, "You two are fucking with hair, run!"

Shi Ling's anger appeared and jumped toward the bottom. Wang Lang raised his hand and fired two shots. The bullet was caught by Shi Ling and returned it to Wang Lang.

Wang Lang had a long memory and never shot Shi Ling's people again.

The whole mountain is conical, with a slope not as exaggerated as ninety degrees, and it is not exaggerated at all for more than seventy degrees. It is okay to climb up such a mountain with some ability, but it is difficult to go down the mountain. It is actually a matter of whether it is easy to go up the mountain and it is difficult to go down the mountain.

Wang Lang stepped on the protruding stone or tree, and then jumped a lot, almost every time he jumped about ten meters, and shot Shi Ling from time to time.

Shi Ling dodged left and right, and his face was very bad.

Wang Lang said softly, "Shi Ling, you have the will of using your feet to get a bullet for me to open my eyes."

"Baby, wait until I catch you, so that you can't survive or die!" Shi Ling's voice came out faintly.

Wang Langba was sobbing at Shi Ling two more shots at the feet.

There is a road at the foot of the mountain. Wang Lang's mind is turning quickly. After going down the mountain, he will definitely not be able to run, so he has to find a way to run.

There is no way to go. From a distance, you can see a car parked on the side of the road and swaying back and forth. The two people on the co-pilot overlapped each other and were experiencing the car's earthquake resistance.

After going down the mountain, Wang Lang jumped directly to the car, and after getting on the car, he would slid away as soon as he stepped on the accelerator.

Who the hell thought that with a clang, the car swayed violently, and a person squatted on the roof.

Shi Ling.
Chapter completed!