Chapter 73: Wuling

C_t; "Go!"
At this moment, Ling Feng's face ‘color’ suddenly changed, and did not dare to delay, chasing the wind and showing it, like a wind, plundering away from the distant forest. Full chapter full text. Update is fast.
He moved quickly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Oh, the action is very fast, but unfortunately it is already a dead end."
Just after Ling Feng disappeared for a while, a cold whisper sounded slowly, followed by a gray ‘color’ shadow, which flashed away and chased toward Ling Feng.
"Whizzing"
Lingfeng eyes are cold, and the pursuit of the wind has been extended to the limit. The speed is getting faster and faster. He is in the mountains and the body is cold and sweaty.
He could feel that the cold killing was not reduced, and he was following him.

From Mo Yunzong?!

Ling Feng thought of lightning, and suddenly wanted to understand, he was in the status of "Feng Ling Tian", in the wilderness horizontally pushed Mo Yunzong disciples, although the talent is amazing, can not turn the terrible master to assassinate.
After all, although the talent of the military is out of the 'color', it is not so easy to let Mo Yunzong be so jealous.
However, the alchemy talent is different, his performance is too eye-catching, and he can refine the half-step Xuandan at a young age, and these only take half a year, it can be said that in two years, he may become an alchemy spirit.
This is the most terrible, Mo Yunzong will inevitably get rid of him.
"There are at least martial artists, maybe even Wuling!"
Ling Feng’s face is ugly and breathless. With his current strength, even if he is dealing with half-step martial artists, he is extremely difficult, let alone Wu Ling.
The silver treasure can't stop, the only hope is ‘precision’.
However, it is too easy to use a ‘fine’ mind to kill a martial art. The gap is too big.
Ling Feng ran while calculating, but in the end he still shook his head and smiled. He took it lightly. Even though the alchemy was over, the news had already been passed back to Mo Yunzong. At that time, they had already stared at themselves.
It’s terrible!
A large river, dark green ‘color’ of the river, rushing to the end, suddenly blocked in front of Ling Feng, so that his face 'color' suddenly changed, there is a bad foreboding, swept the heart.
"嗖"
At this moment, a figure sneaked silently. He was dressed in gray and was a middle-aged man. His appearance was not good, but the triangle eye was very yin.
"Why don't you run?"
The middle-aged man smiled indifferently. "This is a dark yin river. You can jump in the river."
The dark ‘Yin’ river, the river is cold and cold, even if it is a martial artist, it will not last long. Otherwise, the yin’s qi will enter the body, and the general Dan’s medicine will not be saved.
He is quite familiar with the wilderness. Seeing that Ling Feng is running in this direction, he is not in a hurry.
"Mo Yun Zong Wu Lingqiang!"
Ling Feng's face ‘color’ suddenly became a lot of white. He felt a strong breath on the latter. It was not an instinct or a cyclone, but a martial arts, but an aura.
Wu Jing sublimates and advances to Reiki to become Wu Ling, and there is no doubt that this middle-aged heat in front of him is Wu Ling.
However, Ling Feng did not think that Mo Yunzong really "respected" him, and even sent such a master.
"I am calling you Ling Feng, or is it windy?"
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "The incomparable talent of alchemy, the extremely amazing talent of the military, you can say that whether it is Dan or martial arts, you are top genius, and the future achievements are absolutely amazing."
"Unfortunately, you are a disciple of Lingwu College."
The middle-aged man had a little regret in his eyes. Ling Feng’s talent was undoubtedly so that he was all heart-wrenching. If such a genius is a disciple of Mo Yunzong, how good it would be.
However, there is no such thing in the world!
Such a genius, if left to its growth, is too much threat to Mo Yunzong.
With this young boy, Mo Yunzong's alchemy ‘door’ has been defeated, and he is a bit stunned. When he grows up, the talents of the martial arts are completely erupted, and the Mo Yun Zongling ‘door’ disciples are not required to practice.
Therefore, he had to kill Ling Feng with his heart.
"Mo Yunzong, it is really enough!"
Ling Feng's face was pale, and he stepped back. The storm of the war emerged, and the silver treasure glowed with silver.
In his soul, the golden light, the little sword has been opened, and a ‘get’ is not good.
This war, he does not want to die, it can only let the other party die!
However, in the face of such a Wuling, he had to explode all his combat power, but he could not bear fruit if he had the slightest hidden.
"The distinctive martial arts cyclone, this is the key to your success?"
The middle-aged man grinned and said, "And your blood 'meat' is strong, it should be tempered, but all your resistance is in vain."
He walked forward, seemingly very slow, but in the blink of an eye, he came to Lingfeng, and he also realized a 'door' body method, not weaker than the level-level exercises, and he is Wuling, the speed is naturally better than Ling The wind is a lot faster.
He shot with one hand, and an aura in the palm of his hand flew out, forming a dagger, and cut it down according to Ling Feng.
Ling Feng was furious and he flashed his footsteps and escaped the dagger.
However, the middle-aged people just smiled indifferently. The whole person went hand in hand, and immediately appeared in front of Ling Feng. The little dagger had killed the readers with a more rapid momentum.
"kill!"
Ling Feng's face is more ugly, and there is no doubt that the latter does not want to give him the opportunity to dodge. He forced him to die.
Today, he has no choice but to fight hard.
The storm of the warriors and the silver treasures were all in full swing, and the Longyan knife ushered in a strong position.
"puff"
However, the aura was sharper than the sword, and the storm of the warrior couldn't stop it. It bursted all of a sudden, and even the silver treasure was pulled out with a deep blood mark.
Ling Feng was very sullen and slammed backwards. His palms were almost torn apart. Wu Ling master is not something he can resist now. Unless he can break through the golden treasure, he can harden with Wu Ling.
Now, he has not yet done that step.
"what?"
The middle-aged man’s eyebrows were 'hairy', and apparently did not expect that Ling Feng’s blood 'meat' was so strong.
"It's a bit of a skill, but unfortunately you still have to die!"
He took a step forward, and the knife was cut down again. An aura was like a mist, but even ordinary weapons could be broken.
He did not use martial arts, it is so powerful, you can imagine how terrible Wu Ling is.
In this regard, Ling Feng has a deep understanding, so he gathered the strength of the whole body, once again a hard blow, the whole person was shot, the index finger and the middle finger, completely cut, blood ticking down.
The whole arm trembled.
"go!"
The next moment, he screamed in his heart, this is not the best place to start, he has been forced to the extreme, and hopes to catch up with the wind can get rid of.
"嗖"
However, he has just taken a step, and the middle-aged man has already blocked him from his smile.
This made Lingfeng's face ‘color’ change again. He jumped wildly and knew that today he couldn’t run away. The latter’s speed was much faster than him, and his strength was stronger than him.
Even if you use the 'fine' mind, you can't kill it. At that time, if you want to fight back, will the other party give him a chance?
Thinking like this, the cold sweat on his face came down.
"Ling Feng, next year is your jealous day, let it die!"
The middle-aged man laughed and raised his hands at the same time. His aura was formed and he formed a sword and killed him.
He is also worried about long night dreams.
Since you have started, you must not leave behind.
"Old thief, I will kill you in the coming day!"
Ling Feng was furious and turned and ran, rushing toward the dark yin river.
Behind him, the middle-aged man's 'yin' cold smile, the squeaky knife slammed into the back of Ling Feng, and even the bones were cut off, making Ling Feng snoring, A spurt of blood, the knife hurt the spleen, his face 'color' suddenly whitened.
"thump"
But at this moment, he had no choice, endured the pain, and plunged into the dark 'yin' river. For a time, a colder colder than the blade, and he came to the body, so he couldn’t help but hit one. Quiver.
Icy bones!
This was his first thought, followed by a feeling of 'yin' and a sigh of oozing into the body along the 'hair' hole, destroying his vitality.
This makes Lingfeng's face ‘color’ dead, and the yin’s anger is especially terrible. If there is too much intrusion, it’s that Wuling can’t hold it.
However, one thing that Lingfeng is fortunate is that the silver treasure has an immune effect on the yin.
At this moment, he runs the empty road and closes the whole body 'hair' hole, so that the intrusion of the 'yin' gas is much slower.
"If you want to run, you will die!"
The middle-aged man sneered and plunged into the dark yin river and continued to kill Ling Feng.
He was all shining with aura, arrogantly arranging the icy river and the yin yelling gas, but the latter was not blocked by the aura, and there was still a gray ash of color, invading him.
However, it is absolutely impossible to let go of the wind now, so he bit his teeth and killed the past.
"哗啦"
Ling Feng has a 甩 ‘leg’, directly immersed in the dark ‘yin’ river, and swam toward the depths. It’s a big deal to fight a fish and die, to see who can last longer.
The yin's arrogance is terrible, but at least he still has a hope of living.
"kill"
The middle-aged man shouted loudly, and the aura became a knife, and he rushed over Ling Feng.
The sound of "噗", the blood stained the river.
This is the death chase, Ling Feng had to do his best, he displayed a chasing step in the river, as fast as a fish.
And the middle-aged man is also not slow, chasing after him, the speed is a little faster than Lingfeng.
"噗噗"
And this way down, Ling Feng was injured many times, the back skin opened ‘meat’, the blood 'meat' was vague, and his face 'color' was getting whiter.
The dark yin river, the river is getting darker and darker, and it has already reached out to the five fingers, and the water pressure is even greater, that is, the silver treasure of Ling Feng is deeply troubled, and the middle-aged man can imagine.
In the dark yin river, it is undercurrent, forming a whirlpool. It is a dark river underground. It is like a storm that can tear people into pieces.
"It's here, kill him!" Ling Feng screamed and turned around.
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