Chapter 897: Kill the dragon!

"I want it, what can you..."
puff.
The man in black said with disdain, before he was halfway through his words, he suddenly widened his eyes and stayed there. Zheng He had always regarded as a treasured sword, when did he become so fragile? How could the long sword in the opponent's hand that looked like a little bit more colorful and nothing special, so sharp? Why did the opponent's strength suddenly soar so much? Ling Zhi sneered, and the ink sword penetrated directly into the opponent's broad blade and plunged into the opponent's body without any hindrance.
The ink sword was scraped from the broad sword, and the two forces collided, and the black part on the ink sword began to fall profusely again.
During the last battle between Fengcheng and Lu Kang, the ink sword shattered half of the black material, and the exposed white sword body was extremely sharp.
After so long, the remaining black part finally started again.
Today's ink sword, except that the hilt is still pure black, the body of the sword is shiny, and there is a sharp sneer from Ling Zhi, who seems to want space, and when he turns his hand, the ink sword turns alive in the opponent's body. Thoroughly shattered the opponent's broad knife, kicked the opponent's body, and drew out the ink sword.
"It's a pity, I seem to be able to do what you do."
Leaving a word, Ling Zhi didn't even look at him, and coldly scanned these people.
"Those who dare to hurt me must pay a price.
Pay the price of blood. "
Ling Zhi killed one person with a single sword, and the killing intent not only did not decline at all, but became even more intense.
These killing intent flooded his eyes, causing his eyes to become red, flooding to his body, causing his muscles to bulge.
Only when he reached the sea of ​​knowledge, did he slow down, his soul body was extremely condensed and could not infect his soul body.
So he can be full of lethality, but also keep his sense.
The eight steps of Yan Yan can make him faster and more flexible. The power gradually stacks up. The power of Lexus is stronger than any of them. Under the catch, this strong power instantly becomes the last one to crush the camel. Root straw.
"Hmph, brothers, don't be afraid, he is just one person, we go together, I don't believe that he can resist all of our attacks at the same time, as long as one misses a blow, he can kill him."
The one holding the sword should be the commander-in-chief of this operation, so he vibrated his sword and shouted, gritted his teeth, and rushed forward.
"Haha, is there a lot of people? Is it great?"
Ling Zhi smiled contemptuously.
Lexus, who had always been surrounded by them, suddenly disappeared.
Every step under his feet happened to be stepped in among these people, and in the almost imperceptible gap, it was precisely the precise footwork he had been practicing in the yard when he practiced eight steps.
what! A scream sounded, and behind the black-clothed people rushing forward, suddenly a person was holding his chest, blood was sprayed from his chest without money, and he fell to his knees.
They turned around in a hurry and looked back guardingly.
"heart!"
The two remaining ninth-level realms could barely figure out the figure of Lexus, and shouted angrily.
puff.
It's a pity that, in the direction they reminded, even though the few people raised their weapons, they couldn't capture Lexus at all.
Ling Zhi just held the ink sword horizontally in his hand, passing through them, one by one with big heads flying up.
These Rao heads flew in the air, their eyes still open, and their faces still looked wary. Until they died, they did not find that Lexus had reached them and the long sword had been wiped on their necks.
Even with the powerful physical body of the seventh-level realm martial artist, it can't cause the slightest obstacle to today's ink sword.
Ling Zhi held the ink sword and shook it lightly, and all the blood stained on the ink sword was scattered, and the sword body was very bright again, without a trace of dust.
"Hehe."
Ling Zhi's sneer sounded from the field. For a while, everyone in these black clothes protected themselves and everyone was in danger. The two ninth-level people stared at the field, turning around and anxiously. Reminders.
However, their reminders only fell to Rao Erzheng every time when Lexus had stopped and stood beside that person. So whether Die Randi could hear it, only the dead knew.
The two were angry, and they rushed over whenever Ling Zhi appeared, but they could touch Ling Zhi's body.
The Lexus of the sixth level can fight against the ninth level. Now he has received a thousand-year-old agarwood spiritual array into the body, breaking through into the late stage of the physical state, and coupled with the cultivation techniques and skills of the Xuan-level top grade, this group of people has instantly become Chicken shingle!
"Don't you think it's great because of the crowds? Why are you standing there and dare not move?"
Ling Zhi stopped and stood a few feet away in front of them.
The ink sword was hung on the ground by him, and bright red blood dripped from the sword.
In his hand, the ink sword began to vibrate more and more, as if it had real wisdom, like a magic sword, it was beginning to awaken! Ling Zhi naturally noticed this, he lowered his head and glanced at the ink sword in his hand.
"Why, even you are so excited, do you want to kill them so much?"
This was the first time that there was a lack of his face, an arm of his friend was abolished, and even his friend was almost killed. The anger in Ling Zhi's heart almost reached an extreme.
He is very important to his relatives and friends!
"kill!"
Perhaps under the influence of Lexus, Zhang Yi suddenly roared.
"kill!"
"kill!"
...Qu Tian, ​​Nie Kang, and even Yan Ji and Qin Binglan roared out this word! Lexus moved again.
Every time his body appeared in the field, the ink sword would pierce a person's body.
He moved with clouds and flowing water, killing was unscrupulous and reckless.
In this case, Ling Zhi's just stabilized cultivation base began to move, rushing towards the eighth level.
In this rush, Ling Zhi's killing intent began to gather together, rushing towards his body, and the Qingming soul body suppressed these killing intents, and these killing intents surged towards his Dantian.
There are two places for martial artists to reserve power, one is the pubic area where they reserve spiritual power, and the other is the sacred court where they reserve spiritual power.
The killing intent rushed into the dantian, pouring into it, and the dragon character monument first shook.
Those killing intent flooded into the Dragon Tablet Stele. Zheng Er was outside, and Ling Zhi was covered with blood, full of enemy Rao blood.
He stood in place, surrounded by the corpse of Aodi Rao, and in front of him were two nine-level martial artists who were about to despair.
Such a powerful and shocking force only came to deal with a martial artist in the physical realm, but almost all of it was destroyed, their bodies trembling, and their eyes were full of horror.
"Give you a chance to survive, the first one to tell me who you are sent to, you can leave alive."
Ling Zhi stood still on the spot covered in blood, looking at them two coldly, said.