The auction is still in full swing.

As time goes by, the old man surnamed Qu becomes more and more energetic. I don't know whether it is because this is the last time in his life to host an auction or because his voice becomes louder and louder under the stimulation of huge wealth.

"The starting price of the top-grade magic weapon Soul Chasing Knife is 60,000 taels, and each increase in price must not be less than 1,000 taels." The old man surnamed Qu shouted loudly with his face flushed and full of passion.

"Seventy thousand taels."

"I'll pay eighty thousand taels."

"Eighty-five thousand taels."

…

It was very hot outside, but inside the room, Ling and Lin didn't seem to be very interested. Shi Ningning has been lacking in these things since she was a child. Before, bidding for low-grade spirit stones was just a casual move. Apart from taking a few glances occasionally, she didn't look at it much.

.As for Ling Lin, he simply put all his energy on the Purple Blood Sword and Zi Lin in his body.

Time passed and the auction lasted all afternoon and finally came to an end.

After leaving the auction house, Ling and Lin wandered around casually, walking at a slow pace. Unknowingly, the noisy people around them also quietly weakened.

Turning another street, Ling Lin's footsteps suddenly stopped, and the laziness on his face disappeared. "Brother, there is an ambush ahead." Zi Lin's voice suddenly sounded in his heart.

Ling Lin was startled, with a hint of surprise, "Ambush?" He looked around, but there was no one there. His expression condensed, and it was obvious that they were coming for them. "How many are there?" Ling Lin asked.

"Four." After a pause, Zilin added, "Four innate."

This is a sure-fire situation! Ling Lin's heart tightened. Now, it's too late to run, so the best way is... "Zilin, tell me their specific location." Since there is no way to retreat, then

Strike first to gain the upper hand! Ling Lin must take the initiative!

"Senior sister." A faint voice sounded in Shi Ningning's ears. It was the voice of the wood. Shi Ningning was confused, why did the wood suddenly stop talking and switch to sound transmission? She was about to turn around in confusion.

Ling Lin's voice suddenly sounded again, "Don't turn around, listen to me, we were ambushed by four innate monks." After identifying the locations of the four people one by one, Ling Lin said again: "We can't run away.

Their only advantage now is that they don't know that we have discovered them yet. They are in a group of two, and there is still some distance between them. As long as we can seriously injure two of them at the beginning, we will be able to escape later."

It seemed that he was not worried about being discovered by the other party. Shi Ning condensed his consciousness and found that it was exactly as Ling Lin said. In front of him, in a dark corner, there were four figures with restrained breath, forming a semicircle, waiting slowly.

Hold them.

"How did you discover this guy?" Shi Ningning was a little confused. If Ling Lin hadn't reminded her and scanned it with her spiritual sense, she would have found an ambush even before she was here. However, now is not the time to think about this.

After all, he came from the sect. After thinking about it for a moment, Shi Ningning realized that this seemed to be the only way at present. However, could that piece of wood be able to deal with an innate monk? Shi Ningning asked solemnly: "Innate is not you.

It’s so simple. Are you sure it’s possible?”

Ling Lin didn't say much, but slowly uttered three words, "Believe me!"

In the darkness, a weak voice sounded, with a hint of impatience, "Why are they not moving? Have they been discovered? Let me tell you, four of us are going to kill two of them. Do we need to ambush one of them?"

He is still in the martial arts realm. Young Master, just let me go, I can kill them all by myself."

"Shut up! That Xiantian-level guy is trying to run away, can you stop him?" A low-pitched roar sounded, full of violence and chilling.

"It's moving, it's moving, they are coming soon." Another voice sounded.

After hearing Ling Lin's words, Shi Ningning stopped thinking about it and hoped that this somewhat mysterious junior brother would create another miracle.

One step, two steps, three steps... After discussing it, Shi Ningning walked forward slowly with Ling Lin. She was nervous and had to pretend to be as if nothing had happened. Ling Lin's palms started to move.

Cold sweat broke out.

It's close, it's close, with Zi Lin's prompt, Ling Lin is getting closer and closer to the target.

Both sides are playing the role of hunters, waiting for the prey to arrive and preparing to launch a fatal blow.

Now! Ling Lin's eyes burst with cold light, and his slowly walking figure suddenly accelerated. At the same time, Shi Ningning beside him suddenly shot away like a whirlwind.

In the electric light and stone fire, Ling Lin did not panic at all. With a thought, the Purple Blood Sword appeared in his hand in an instant. He knew clearly that although he had the power of devouring, he was only at the eighth level of martial arts after all. In the martial arts realm,

Innate monks are undoubtedly vulnerable in front of them. There is an essential difference between true energy and vitality. Even if it is an undefended innate monk, you may not be able to seriously injure it. But with the Purple Blood Sword, it is completely different. Thinking of Purple Blood

The power of the sword made Ling Lin's heart secretly hot. This was his confidence.

The bald man in front of him hadn't reacted yet. He clearly didn't know anything just now, but the two people who were slowly approaching the circle surrounded by four of him suddenly rushed in front of them. Moreover, this guy seemed to be just a martial artist.

A warrior, how dare he take the initiative to attack me! The bald man was slightly stunned.

"Go to hell!" Ling Lin didn't care what the other person was thinking, it was undoubtedly better for him. Using his energy to the extreme, Ling Lin unleashed his strongest blow.

It does not release a huge amount of evil energy, nor does it have any shocking momentum. The Purple Blood Sword looks like a fairly ordinary sword. But if you look closely, you will find that there is an extremely inconspicuous layer of black gas on the sword.

Surrounding, this is the extremely compressed evil spirit, which is condensed but not leaking, but even more terrifying!

A shrill sound broke through the air, a flash of purple and black flowed on the tip of the sword, and the purple blood sword stabbed the bald man like lightning.

There was a look of horror on the bald face, and a flash of purple quickly enlarged in his pupils. The air flow driven by the sword stung his body, and a feeling of extreme danger arose in his heart.

"Fire Sun Fist!" After all, this is the Xiantian realm. After being stunned for a moment, he quickly reacted. The muscles in his body squirmed, and the bald man's strong body became even more massive. Yuanli surged, and a hot breath was like a hill.

Swept up inside his body, a dazzling red light flashed in his right hand, and the entire palm seemed to be covered in magma.

In a hurry, the bald man took a deep breath, suddenly grasped his right hand like the scorching sun, and struck at the purple blood sword in front of him.

In mid-air, purple and red collided into a ball, and the light was dazzling, making it difficult to open one's eyes.

"Boom!" A figure flew out after being hit.

"Pfft!" Ling Lin's face flushed, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. "Chichi", the spit out didn't seem to be blood, but more like boiling water. When it was sprinkled on the ground, he rolled his eyes.

"What an amazing vitality." The hand holding the Purple Blood Sword was still trembling. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Ling Lin's complexion gradually improved. Looking at the blood still smoking white on the ground, he felt a little scared.

Although he had taken a huge advantage, one tried his best and the other rushed to the challenge. However, feeling the qi rolling violently in his body, Ling Lin still had some lingering fears. At the same time, he secretly reminded himself to find a time to take the qi-nourishing pill as soon as possible.

Now, try to break through to Xiantian as soon as possible. If you have reached Xiantian, are you still working so hard now? But even if you are not Xiantian now, you are not someone that the other party can bully at will! If you want your own life, how can you not let them leave anything behind?

Himself! Ling Lin felt furious.

"Ah..." Just when Ling Lin was knocked away, a shrill scream suddenly came to mind. The light dissipated, and the bald, mountain-like body reappeared in front of Ling Lin. However, at this time, he was lying down.

, the entire right hand was irregularly twisted, with blood and flesh flying everywhere from the wrist. In some places, pale bones could even be seen, and blood-red flesh foam was spattered all over the body. As for the part below the wrist, the whole

The palms of his hands disappeared strangely! The strong smell of blood assaulted his nostrils.

At the same time, a lean man in gray clothes also vomited blood and retreated. The huge sword mark extended from the shoulder to the thigh, and the rolling flesh and blood could be clearly seen. He was almost chopped alive by Shi Ningning.

All this happened so fast, like a flash of lightning, that the two young men in black on the other side had no time to rescue them.

"Ah Da! Ah Er!" Mengshan's eyes were splitting, how could this be possible! Just for a moment, two people who were still alive just now, one was seriously injured, and the other was not alive or dead. Mengshan felt that he was dreaming. These are two innate people.

Monk, you are not a cabbage on the roadside, you just drop it when you say it.

"Trash!" The young man in black glanced at the two seriously injured people indifferently, then turned his attention to Ling and Lin, licked his lips, and his pupils flashed with excitement, like a beast about to prey, with a cold look on his face.

Danger Light, "You know what my favorite thing to do is?"

The young man in black said to himself: "Watching those so-called geniuses die in front of me one by one, what a feeling." After a pause, showing a look of morbid intoxication, he continued, "It's wonderful."

"Fuck, I actually met a pervert." Ling Lin couldn't help but uttered a curse word, feeling bitter in his heart, "I mean, why did you suddenly encounter an ambush? It turns out that you met such a pervert. It's really unlucky."

"It's you!" Looking at the figure with whom she had had friction half a day ago, Shi Ningning said slowly, "Douwu Alliance Mengshan!"

"It's me." Meng Shan looked at Shi Ning Ning, the fierce light in his eyes became stronger, and he and the boy in black walked in tandem, surrounding Ling Lin and the two of them. Obviously, he was not prepared to let them leave alive, so he did not do anything.

The slightest bit of cover-up.

"Mengshan, I'll leave that martial arts realm to you. I'll personally send her to hell." The young man in black smiled ferociously at Shi Ningning. In his laughter, the huge scar became even more terrifying, like
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