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Chapter 239

Ling Tian frowned as he watched the woman floating in front of him.

"Ling Tian, ​​you shouldn't have offended our Haotian Sect."

The woman's voice was blown away by the wind in the air, "What are you offending to the Song family, the Ye family, the Xuan family, and the Zhou family in Dongzhou City, there is no problem. Like you, in my eyes, these are all clowns who are not worth mentioning.

But you shouldn't offend the Haotian Gate in the Black Gold World."

"Hmph, you are different from me."

Ling Tian said lightly, "In your eyes, these so-called aristocratic families are clowns, but they do not include your Haotian Sect.

But in my eyes, Haotianmen is no different from these so-called aristocratic families, they are also jumping clowns."

"Ling Tian, ​​you are looking for death!"

The woman shouted in angrily when she heard Ling Tian's words.

After she finished speaking, she suddenly waved her hands.

If it were someone else, I would definitely not see the meaning of this woman doing such a strange move, but Ling Tian saw dozens of black needles shot out of this woman's hand.

In the dark night, the black needle was shot, and the eyes were a little bad, so I would definitely not be able to see or avoid it.

It seems that not all the people in Haotian Sect are all good at eating bags, and there are still a few good players. Ling Tian couldn't help but look at this woman with admiration.

As for hidden weapons, needles are the most commonly used because they are small, easy to carry and numerous.

Ling Tian had seen warriors using needles in the Black Gold World before, but most of them used silver needles, which were shining with silver light, but the needles that this woman shot were black. Ling Tian knew that this was because of the poison.

Ling Tian said coldly: "Do you Haotian Sect only use this kind of kung fu that cannot be used on the table?"

While he spoke, he waved his hands, and the silver needles shot into his face were all taken into his hands.

"Ling Tian, ​​you really have two hands. No wonder the Double Blade Evil Star and the Hell Messenger will die in your hands."

When the woman saw Ling Tian put his poison needle into her hand, she was not panicked and shouted, "But I am not the two of them. Today I will let you see how powerful I am."

Ling Tian waved his hand, and the black needles he had put into his hand shot at the woman again.

Both of them had the same movements, and they all swung the same number of black needles, but the two of them had a clear judgment.

It is obvious that Ling Tian's technique is even more brilliant, with a little more sharp momentum than that woman. If it were Zhou Long, whose legs were smashed by Ling Tian today, he would definitely become a hedgehog.

I thought this woman could not escape, but what Ling Tian didn't expect was that the silver needle he swung actually came to the woman's side, all flew in one direction, and finally made a ding sound.

Ling Tian was stunned. He didn't know what method this woman used, but he would take back all these black needles.

"Ling Tian, ​​go to die."

The woman screamed, and her body floated up again, one leg was half bent, and the other leg kicked straight towards Ling Tian.

Before the woman's legs reached, Ling Tian felt the first thing she had in her air conditioner like ice. This air conditioner touched Ling Tian's skin and pierced into Ling Tian's body like a thorn.

Ling Tian quickly used his internal strength to force out the air conditioner that invaded his body.

In this moment, the woman's legs and feet also arrived.

Ling Tian snorted and retreated.

The woman's body did not stop, but followed Ling Tian who was retreating. Seeing this, she would not give up until she kicked Ling Tian.

Ling Tian retreated to the end of the alley, with a wall at the end. Ling Tian's back was about to hit the wall. When the woman saw this scene, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She knew that her kick would definitely kick Ling Tian, ​​so she plucked up her internal strength and focused all her strength on her legs and feet.

Ling Tian saw the woman's calves bulging and knew that she had used all her internal strength.

Just when Ling Tian's body really hit the wall, Ling Tian suddenly shrank, his whole body curled up and slid down directly from the wall.

The woman's pupils were tightened, and she couldn't take it back and kicked it directly to the wall.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the entire wall was kicked by a woman, and the bricks flew out in all directions.

The woman immediately closed her body and rushed out without letting her body go out.

In the next second, she wanted to turn around, but she felt a gust of wind coming from her back, and her heart began to sink, knowing that it was too late.

"Bang!"

With a dull sound, Ling Tian slapped the woman's back with a palm. The woman floated up again at this time, but this time it looked like a kite with a broken string.

When she was about to land on the ground, Ling Tian also floated to her side, reached out to grab her calves, then lifted her whole body up, and with a little force, it directly threw the woman to the ground like a mud.

The woman didn't scream, but was directly broken by Ling Tian.

"Hmph, if you don't stay at home, you can take care of your husband and children, what kind of killer you are here to do?"

Ling Tian said as he walked to her side, squatted down, touched her a few times, and said, "I want to see how you used to retract those black needles."

Not long after, he touched a round, cold thing. When he took it out, he laughed silently. It turned out to be a magnet, covered with black needles that were sucked in.

Ling Tian took a short time to clean up the battlefield and clear out his own traces, and then slowly paced back to his own villa in Muye Garden.

At the same time, in the Zhou family villa, Zhou Jialin looked at Zhou Long lying on a stretcher, his face was gloomy, and the air around him was extremely heavy. The assistant was trembling all over now, secretly touching the sweat on his forehead with his hands.

"How about it?"

After the doctor finished the examination, Zhou Jialin asked.

The doctor shook his head and said, "It's not too optimistic. The bones on the knee joints of both legs have been smashed and the tendons have been broken. I guess I can only sit in a wheelchair for the rest of my life."

When Zhou Long, who had been lying on a stretcher and had been given a painkiller injection, screamed in pain, his voice filled with shrillness and sadness, which moved the listeners.

The assistants and thugs standing around couldn't help but tremble when they looked at Zhou Long like this. No one could have thought that Zhou Long, who usually showed off his power in Dongzhou, would become like this.

"Okay, stop calling."
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