"Catch him quickly, never let him go!"

Lin Yi blew up and rushed towards the direction of the big stone at the fastest speed.

If Chen Ziling is let go, it will be really hard to have the next chance.

Behind the big stone, Chen Ziling quickly put on black tiger skin, changed into a pair of long boots, and put on a mask of dead yin, exuding a fierce aura.

It was a change of appearance in an instant. Even if Lin Feng stood here, he might not be able to recognize Chen Ziling.

Before Lin Yi could rush behind the big stone, Chen Ziling jumped out first, stabbed out a cold spear and stabbed Lin Yi in the chest.

Seeing this strange man suddenly appear, Lin Yi reacted instantly, stopped and quickly retreated, and almost avoided the gun tip.

"Lin Hua, there is an ambush!" Lin Yi hurriedly reminded Lin Hua.

At the same time, he swung out the folding fan from his hand, and nine silver needles flew out of the nine fan bones, shooting towards Chen Ziling.

The nine silver needles, the tips of the needles are glowing with a green luster, and this part of the yin and cold are all highly toxic.

Under the third level of martial arts, you will die almost when you touch it.

Lin Yi once worshipped the Chenwu Sect to cultivate martial arts, and received many good ear inheritances. Therefore, he is much stronger than the children of ordinary sects. Although he has just broken through the fourth level of martial arts realm, he is not weaker than those of others. He has accumulated in the fourth level of martial arts realm for many years.

"Bang bang bang bang--"

Chen Ziling swept his spear and a spear wind swept out, knocking all nine silver needles to the ground.

"Lin Yi has actually broken through the fourth level of martial arts realm. It seems that it will take some effort to win him." Chen Ziling said in his heart.

Lin Yi put away the folding fan, with a chill in his eyes, and kept a safe distance from Chen Ziling. After looking up and down, he said coldly, "What a good method, who are you? Why do you sneak attack me? Don't you know my identity?"

He was very surprised and came after Chen Ziling, but suddenly Chen Ziling disappeared and became a strange person?

Looks like a mercenary in his clothes.

What did a mercenary come to cause trouble for him?

"I am the death soldier under Mr. Chen. You two are sneaking around. What is your intention to follow the young master?" Chen Ziling lowered his voice and shouted coldly.

Death soldier?

In the land of Lanwu, there are some big forces or some big figures, and they are popular to raise dead soldiers.

The so-called dead man is to give up everything for his master. Even if he dies, he will not blink his eyes. Even if he suffers all the torture, he will not betray his master.

Most of the dead men were trained since childhood. When they were young, they instilled in them with the idea of ​​loyalty in order to ensure their absolute loyalty.

Chen Ziling was only in his twenties, and he actually trained a dead soldier.

Will there be other death warriors?

Ambushing aside?

Lin Yi only now felt that he underestimated Chen Ziling too much.

Even if a master of Zi Mansion loses his cultivation, he will definitely leave many means.

"Hmph! Just a little dead soldier, tell me where Chen Ziling is, I can spare your life!" Lin Yi raised his head and yelled coldly.

"Mr. Chen has led the team of brothers to leave, leaving me to break the rear. Why don't I take you there?"

Chen Ziling smiled.

Lin Yi's face was unstable, and Lin Hua behind him was even more nervous.

Isn’t Chen Ziling really raising a large number of dead soldiers, right?

If you think about it carefully, this possibility is really great.

Although Chen Ziling became the master of Zifu, he not long ago, every year he would bring a huge amount of endorsement fees from several major chambers of commerce. He was so rich that he raised hundreds of dead soldiers, and he was completely fine.

"Then I will take you first, and then take down your brothers. Lin Hua, and take action together!"

Lin Yi decided to try hard. Perhaps the other party was just a fool.

A battle sword of a quasi-eighth-class martial soldier appeared in Lin Yi's hands.

The folding fan is his secondary weapon, and the sword is the main weapon.

Quasi-eighth-class martial soldiers are of certain standards and have reached the level of eighth-class martial soldiers, but some places are still lacking. Although they are not as good as eighth-class martial soldiers, they are not comparable to ordinary ninth-class martial soldiers.

Lin Hua also shot a bright silver knife and slashed at Chen Ziling.

Chen Ziling stepped out with one foot, pinched the Thunder Flying Knife with his left hand, hid it on his wrist, and took action at any time.

He swung dozens of guns in a row, fighting with Lin Yi without any distinction.

Lin Hua took the opportunity and rushed out from the left.

With one knife, he cut at Chen Ziling's skull.

Although Chen Ziling has been fighting with Lin Yi, he has been paying attention to Lin Hua.

While Lin Hua took action, Chen Ziling also shot the Fen Lei Flying Knife with his backhand.

"Swoosh--"

The flying knife flew out and hit Lin Hua's knife hilt, causing the knife hilt to shake violently.

Lin Hua's mouth hurt, and Park Dao almost lost his hand.

Before Lin Hua could hold the Pu knife tightly, two more flying knives slashed, cut through Lin Hua's wrist and nailed it to the tree behind him.

While fighting with Lin Yi, it is already the limit that Chen Ziling can shoot a flying knife, and it is extremely difficult to retract the flying knife.

"ah--"

Lin Hua's arms trembled in pain and his tendons were broken. In a short period of time, he had lost his combat power.

These three swords can easily kill Lin Hua's life.

But Chen Ziling let him go.

At present, it is useful to keep them, but they cannot be killed.

Three flying knives destroyed Lin Hua's combat power, and Lin Yi was also quite surprised.

Although Lin Hua is not as good as him, he is also a first-class existence among the children of prominent families.

"You still dare to be distracted when fighting me!"

Chen Ziling attacked with a shot, and the spear winded like a snake. In an instant, it passed through Lin Yi's sword and cut through his clothes.

Lin Yi hurriedly stepped back, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead. He was still in shock. He was almost shot and cut a big hole.

Chen Ziling's martial arts experience is quite rich. Any mistakes in Lin Yi can help him find an opportunity.

After dozens of moves, Lin Yi did not get any advantage.

"What a great death warrior. Chen Ziling can actually cultivate such a person. He really underestimated him." Lin Yi frowned and was quite surprised.

You can only use tactics, otherwise it will be difficult to defeat them.

Lin Yi took a step back toward the rear with his left leg.

Then, a palm came out horizontally, and the palm wind flew. Within a radius of more than ten meters, the branches and leaves trembled randomly, just like a strong wind storm.

The wind is in the palm!

This palm technique is a medium-level martial arts technique of Chen Wuzong. It was because of learning this trick that Lin Yi delayed the time to break through the fourth level of martial arts realm.

But he felt it was worth it.

With the blessing of this palm, he can cross-level challenges to the fourth level of martial arts at the third level.

"Cousin Yi, hurry up and kill him and avenge me!"

Lin Hua shouted, cheering Lin Yi. The pain of being picked up by the tendon was so uncomfortable that he could only watch from the side and could not interfere.

"Feng Lin's Palm? It's like a sheep entering the tiger's mouth!"

Chen Ziling smiled and circulated ninety-one blood veins in his body, and the power of qi and blood gathered in his left fist.
Chapter completed!