Fourth update,!!!

"A group of bastards seem to wish that our generation would succeed in assassination!"

Yang Ling made a move to shock the person and vomited blood. A group of players rushed up and cut the assassin into mud. Then, these guys began to discuss without any moral integrity next to the corpse. The discussion was naturally the latest list of assassination martial arts. Hearing Yang Ling complained about this group of bastards in his heart...

wrong!

Yang Ling's muscles, which had just relaxed, suddenly felt a sharp murderous intent. He screamed in his heart, and his muscles tensed up instantly. The mirror and the moon turned, and a figure crossed the sky with the moonlight, leaving a faint afterimage. The beautiful traces brought a stunning sword, which looked like an eternal imprint in his eyes, and he could no longer forget the stunning sword brought by that sword...

"A sword comes to the west..."

"The flying immortal from the sky..."

The cold and indifferent voice resounded in the night sky. Under the bright moonlight, it emitted a silvery glory, and it seemed that a clear murderous aura could be smelled in the air...

The murderous intent drifted invisibly in the air.

"Breaking Sword Style!..."

Not panicked, Yang Ling calmly held on to the weapon and broke the sword force that was assassinated with one sword. The terrifying sword force was actually shaken away by Yang Ling. Immediately, the mirror flower in Yang Ling's hand turned into a sword like a spirit snake, entangling the opponent's sword, and used the qi-breaking style...

The breaking style broke through the power transmitted by the flying immortal from the sky, and a sword energy overflowed in all directions. At this time, Yang Ling's eyes suddenly lit up, and he must have grasped the opponent's sluggish sword force, seized this short moment, took action again, and kept the opponent. He raised the assassinator with his wrist and raised the person and the sword. The mirror flower in his hand also let go of the whole person. When he was preparing to kill the opponent with a sword, he unexpectedly turned the body of the assassinator directly in the air, just like turning over in the water. The whole person turned over from top to bottom, looking shiny, and the sword in his hand stabbed out again...

"Huh!"

Unexpectedly, the other party had such a move. Yang Ling exclaimed in surprise and showed an unexpected look. Then, he snorted lightly. He was thinking that this assassin was in the same group as the previous assassin, otherwise how could he assassin come to assassin? Their back foot was aware of his relaxed moment and attacked again.

It's so sinister that it's so sinister!

Therefore, Yang Ling did not intend to treat this assassin. His skills were poured into the sword body. He swept his sword suddenly and directly swept the opponent's sword. His figure rushed straight like an arrow that had taken off the string, passing by the assassin. It was not until the moment they passed each other that the shocked player reacted more or less and wanted to come and help, but when he looked closely, he took another breath. The person had been solved by Yang Ling so quickly.

"I didn't expect that this guy would recover his strength so quickly!"

Yang Ling looked at the corpse on the ground and recognized that the assassination was the player who could not be killed by him on the same day by using the Tianwai Feixian. Unexpectedly, he still came to him for his thief heart. Moreover, his strength recovered so quickly. It seemed that he must have found a treasure similar to Blood Bodhi, which repaired one-third of the lost attributes. Therefore, the strength of this sword not only did not decrease much, but was even better than before...

After killing the assassinator, Yang Ling took a look and saw scattered pills exploded on the other party's body. Obviously, before this assassination, he had already stored most of the things, and only some pills were carried on his body. It seemed that he had prepared a way out, but he didn't expect to hang up so quickly.

No wonder, when a master fights, sometimes he often only has one move to decide the outcome.

The two are not evenly matched. It is basically impossible to fight fiercely for hundreds of rounds or thousands of rounds to decide the outcome!

Standing in front of the corpse, Yang Ling was about to leave when he heard a scream again. His muscles, which had not been completely relaxed, were tense again, and a burst of anger in his heart. Is these guys not letting people live? Why did today become an assassination night? Could it be that more than 380 sects still have residual power hidden?

"This is not a trap, right?"

The task was completed. Although it was a surprise attack, the forces that successfully contributed to the aggregation of more than 300 elites in sects collapsed instantly. However, this victory was a little easier for Yang Ling, and it also led to his heart being a little suspicious at this moment, unable to tell whether it was a trap!

He hesitated in his heart, two figures swept across the night sky, passing by a afterimage, giving people a profound and strange and agile impression. With such skills, Yang Ling's face slightly darkened. He knew clearly that everyone who came was a master, and he was an extraordinary master, at least his level would not be much lower than his...

"The peak of the innate realm!!"

At this time, a voice sounded. Yang Ling was a little familiar, as if he was an elder of Peacock Ling Villa. He woke up to Yang Ling, and there was no lack of shock in his voice. The level of this assassination was actually at the peak of the innate realm. What does this mean? It is at least as strong as Yang Ling to reach level 199...

"No, the two of them are at least much stronger than mine!"

Yang Ling is confident, but he is not blind. The strength of the two showed his strength before they even contacted him. It is unknown whether there are hidden means, especially if the other party has any sharp innate martial arts, it is definitely not something that Yang Ling can match.

"what to do?"

The three of them met in a blink of an eye. Yang Ling was facing a state of fighting against two. Moreover, his intuition was that the situation was worrying. His head was rotating wildly, and he felt that his thinking ability was not enough. While thinking hard, he used his latest martial arts. The sword in his hand drew a circle under his knees, and the whole person also circled. The countless stone slabs under his feet seemed to be pushed away by a force, and they collided towards the two assassins that were rushing towards him...

"Double Killing of Swords!"

"Seventy-seventy-nine Styles..."

Two sounds came from the left and right at the same time. When the sounds were combined, they were a set of martial arts names. When Yang Ling heard the name, he was stunned. He seemed to have a memory of this set of martial arts. The name of this set of martial arts is called "Sword and Sword Double Killing Seventy-Nine Styles". It is rumored that it was created by Dugu Yihe, the deceased minister of the Jinpeng Dynasty. When he was thrown from the south to the Emei Gate in Shu, he had already had a profound skill in swordsmanship. After thirty years of hard work, he actually opened and closed the swordsmanship, strong and fierce, and integrated into the Emei's elegant and elegant
Chapter completed!