The six people looked around, and also looked at Du Shaoling and the corpse of the witch beast on the ground.
The six people also saw a witch pill in Du Shaoling's hand.
"Leave Wu Dan for us, you can go."
Confirming that this dark guy was the only one, the leading young man looked carefully.
A second-level early-stage witch pill has an effect on them, gathering a small number into a large number.
If the opponent can kill this witch beast by himself, he should have some skills. If he can get a witch pill without taking action, that would be good too.
"good."
Du Shaoling nodded and stretched out the Wu Pill in his hand, as if he was receiving amnesty.
Looking at Du Shaoling's reaction, the other party actually didn't resist at all, which made the leading new disciple a little surprised.
However, he then changed his mind and thought that he had released the aura of cultivation and was at the fourth level of the Martial Spirit Realm. This guy must have known that he was no match for him, so he simply handed over the Wu Dan.
"You know what you're interested in."
The leading young man raised his head with an unruly attitude.
Originally, he had some small scruples, but at this moment, in front of his teammates, they were still a newly formed team. This guy had already handed over the Wu Pill. If he didn't take it, he seemed a little timid and pretended to be relaxed, but he still felt like it.
A little wary, I took a few steps forward and secretly and cautiously reached out my hand to take the Wu Dan.
Until Wu Dan fell into his hands, the new disciple also relaxed his vigilance and was sure that this dark guy was frightened out of his wits.
"Long!"
At this moment, Du Shaoling handed over the Wu Dan in his right hand and raised his left arm. The true energy shuttled through the meridians in the body. The metallic true energy was sharp and intimidating. His fist was wrapped with martial patterns, and a punch exploded directly close at hand.
"you!"
The new disciple was immediately shocked and turned pale. He still held the Wu Pill in his hand and was reluctant to throw it away. He was so close that he had no time to avoid it. When he felt something was wrong, he panicked and punched the opponent with his left hand, but the punch had not yet formed.
They had already collided with each other.
"Bang!"
With a low and muffled sound, Du Shaoling punched seven times.
The Sevenfold Golden Gang Fist.
"puff……"
Before this new disciple could fully recover, the energy and blood in his body surged, he vomited blood directly from his mouth, and his left fist was in severe pain, and he could not help but fly out.
"Bang!"
The five people next to him only saw that their captain was vulnerable and was immediately thrown out. He vomited blood and flew ten feet away and fell to the ground. The dust was flying and it hurt to look at him.
"Whoosh!"
With the wind and thunder at his feet, Du Shaoling followed closely behind him, capturing the thieves first and capturing the king, and then defeated them one by one.
Before the six new disciples had come to their senses, Du Shaoling had already arrived in front of another nearest disciple of the third level of the Martial Spirit Realm, and blasted him with the same punch.
The new disciple's expression changed drastically, and it was too late to activate his weapon. He secretly gritted his teeth and greeted him with a palm.
"Bang!"
The fists and palms collided, the true energy whistled and the strong wind stirred.
"puff……"
This new disciple almost followed the momentum of Du Shaoling's charge, and his body flew directly backwards. He also vomited blood and landed heavily ten feet away.
"not good!"
"Come together!"
The remaining four people, three men and one woman, finally came to their senses, their expressions changed drastically, but they also had some tacit understanding.
Immediately, the four of them had their weapons in hand and took action together. Four attacks came, but they seemed a little panicked.
Du Shaoling's Wind and Thunder Jinghong Step gave full play to his greatest advantage at this moment. His figure was unpredictable. He escaped from the four panic attacks, took advantage of the opportunity to maneuver around, and took the opportunity to approach the nearest new disciple again, and punched again.
, fell directly on his waist.
"puff……"
This new disciple felt like his waist was broken, and he vomited blood and flew out.
"call out!"
A sword slashed down, and a new disciple took advantage of the situation and struck down with a sword.
Du Shaoling took a quick step back, and the sword slashed five inches in front of his face. It was dangerous and dangerous. The sharp blade cut off a lot of hair, and left a crack on the ground where the sword slashed. He almost cut off his toes.
middle.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound of true energy, and the new disciple was punched hard in the stomach and was knocked away.
"call!"
The air flow roared and the sound of breaking wind was heard.
A wooden stick swept across. This stick was not ordinary. Its breath was hot, like sparks rising up, and it had already arrived behind Du Shaoling.
Du Shaoling curled up his back slightly and rolled forward like a lazy donkey, but the stick was still pressed hard against his back and shoulders.
All of a sudden, there was a spasmodic and severe pain in my back, which was hot and accompanied by a huge pain that spread from my back and shoulders to my whole body.
There was no time to pay attention to this at the moment. Du Shaoling took advantage of the situation and arrived in front of the female disciple. He rolled up and jumped up. Although the posture was ugly, the former had no time to avoid it. His eyes were deep and sharp, and he was directly wrapped in the golden weapon.
Vin's fist rushes out!
Accurate, fast, no sloppiness, clean and neat!
"Bang!"
This punch landed directly on the right side of the female disciple's chest.
It feels a little soft in front of the fist.
For a moment, there seemed to be something on the female disciple's chest that was about to break through the shackles of her clothes and come out.
"puff……"
The female disciple, who was at the third level of the Martial Spirit Realm, suddenly vomited blood and her delicate body flew upside down.
In just a few seconds, five of the six-person team had fallen.
The five people were knocked upside down and could no longer get up. They vomited blood and their eyes slowly turned to horror.
There was only one male disciple left who was holding a wooden stick weapon. He was also about seventeen or eighteen years old. He had just hit his opponent with a stick and was a little happy.
But looking at the other person, it seemed that he was completely fine, and he was the only one left among the six.
An unreasonable and uneasy throbbing spread from the heart of this new disciple.
Du Shaoling also turned around and stared at the disciple holding a wooden stick. The stick on his back was not injured, so it was fake. There was burning pain, and the blood in his body was surging.
However, as Du Shaoling expected, this guy is the weakest new disciple. He has a cultivation level of the second level of the Martial Spirit Realm. He is also a second level of the Martial Spirit Realm. If he can forcefully compete with him, with his own physical body and the supreme combat body, it should not be a big problem.
In fact, Du Shaoling also deliberately resisted this stick, wanting to take advantage of the opportunity to deal with the female disciple. He was afraid that something might happen if it was too late. Once he did, he had to fight quickly.
Du Shaoling looked at the disciple at the second level of the Martial Spirit Realm with a sharp and intimidating gaze.
"what you up to……"
This disciple has the lowest cultivation level among the six. Seeing that his five teammates who were stronger than him were all knocked down, each of them vomited blood and could not get up. At this moment, he still dared to take action. His instincts began
Back up.
"What did you say!"
Du Shaoling didn't waste any time, and he would not let go of his hatred with one stick.
"Bang!"
Soon, the new disciple also fell to the ground and was punched more by Du Shaoling.
"The sect stipulates that no assassins are allowed."
This disciple was really scared.
I originally thought that a team of six would snatch this lone guy.
This kind of thing is said to be very common in Wuling Mountain.