"Boy, our Qingtian Alliance has taken a fancy to the fruit in your hand. We are conscious of it and handed it over it honestly, otherwise you will be careful not to lose your life."

Behind Lin Bai, there were a dozen bad-looking men and women at some point.

Although there are more than a dozen people in this group, their martial arts cultivation is not high, including five martial arts fourth level, seven martial arts third level, and two martial arts second level.

"Qingtian Alliance?" Lin Bai was puzzled.

Along the way, Lin Bai met many people in the Qingling Mountains and had also heard about the Qingtian League.

In the Qingling Mountains, there are two major alliances, one is the Demon-Slaying Alliance and the other is the Qingtian Alliance.

These two alliances are specially formed to hunt monsters. Joining the alliance allows you to obtain many resources, such as where the Qingling Mountains are dangerous, where there are groups of monsters, and where there are monsters of the Zhenwu Realm level.

If I knew this information, I would not have been rushing around in the Qingling Mountains like Lin Bai now.

Originally, after Lin Bai planned to get the Pregnant Spirit Fruit, he found an alliance to join, obtained the whereabouts of some high-level monsters, and went to hunt.

In the Qingtian League, the leading man shouted to Lin Bai impatiently: "I asked you to bring the fruit over. Are you deaf in your ears? Didn't you hear me?"

Lin Bai's face turned cold, and he put three pregnant spirit fruits into his arms, saying, "If you want fruits, come and get them yourself!"

The pregnant spirit fruit was Lin Bai who had worked so hard that he wandered in the Qingling Mountains for more than half a month before he found the place he found would not hand over easily.

Lin Bai said coldly: "I advise you to leave now, I can leave without any blame. If you insist on dying, I don't mind sending you a ride!"

"Hahaha, this person is brain-sick, right? You are only at the fourth level of martial arts, and we have five martial arts warriors, what are you fighting with us?"

"We are so laughing to death. You actually want to kill us?"

"Brothers, since he is so ignorant, let us let him see the power of our Qingtian Alliance!"

After jokingly joking, the warriors of the Qingtian League walked towards Lin Bai with a playful look.

In their opinion, can’t even handle a warrior of the fourth level of martial arts in their camp?

Lin Bai is already dead.

"It's stubborn!" Lin Bailiang came out of the spirit-slaying sword!

"kill!"

"The black man is heartbroken!"

"Bully Fist!"

"Qiufeng Sword Technique!"

"Sweep across thousands of troops!"

"Shura Palm!"

...

These dozen warriors from the Qingtian Alliance rushed towards Lin Bai as if they were sieging a monster.

"Since you are coming to die, I will fulfill your wishes!"

"A sword thrust blood!"

The sword light, as fast as lightning, spread among the crowd.

"Ah! Ah~~"

"Give me your life!"

"Super your life, hero!"

With a sword out, Lin Bai instantly killed three warriors of fourth-level martial arts.

"Blood flows into a river!"

A large area of ​​sword light slashed down, and Lin Bai killed all the remaining warriors under the sword.

The Blood-Crying Sword Technique is still a yellow-level ninth-grade martial arts skill, and its power cannot be underestimated. Even the white-headed eagle just now, his martial arts cultivation level was one level higher than Lin Bai, but he died at Lin Bai's hands.

It is conceivable how powerful this blood-crying sword technique is.

The swordsmanship, boxing and palm techniques used by these martial artists from the Qingtian League are basically all yellow-level first-grade and yellow-level second-grade martial arts, which are not at all good.

After Lin Bai killed other warriors from Qingtian Alliance, only the man who was the leader of Qingtian Alliance was left. He did not die, but was only slightly injured.

The leading man looked around and saw that the warriors in the alliance were all there. He sneered: "Boy, do you know that you have stepped into the Hall of Hell with one foot? In the Qingling Mountains, no one dared to oppose our Qingtian Alliance!"

"I don't want to go against you at all. You have to come and die!" Lin Bai said coldly.

"Looking for death? I don't think it's like that. Maybe whoever lives and who dies between us may die. If these warriors die, then the spiritual fruit and sword on you are the only ones."

This leading man not only did not sad for these warriors, but instead showed a hideous smile.

Suddenly, Lin Bai had a premonition. Could it be that the leading man deliberately asked Lin Bai to kill these warriors?

"Hmph, Tianlong Fist!"

The leading man sneered, his muscles bulged, and a sudden increase in uneasiness surged in his arms.

A fierce punch was shot out, and a loud and loud dragon roar swept the four-sided sound waves and rolled in.

"Puchi--"

Unprepared for defense, Lin Bai was punched in the chest by the leading man, flew backwards, and got up from the ground with blood all over his mouth.

"The martial arts of the seventh-grade yellow-level martial arts are indeed amazing! You bastard, you can die under my trump card, which is enough to be smiling!" The leading man hit Lin Bai with a punch, and without any hesitation, rushed up again, and the fist wind fell on Lin Bai like a sky falling.

"The Dragon Fist, the second move, the flying dragon is in the sky!"

The leading man jumped into the sky and rushed into the sky. Then he punched Lin Bai to kill with a punch from the sky!

"Go to die!"

With such a fierce punch, the leading man had already predicted that Lin Bai would definitely die.

"The Blood-Crying Sword Technique, the Third Style, Bloody Storm!"

Bang!

When the two were connected, the moment the huge force contacted, a shock force shattered the grass within ten meters.

"How is this possible!" Seeing Lin Bai taking his punch, the leading man was frightened and then said in shock: "Your swordsmanship and your swordsmanship are at least the ninth level of the yellow level. Otherwise, how could you be the opponent of Tianlong Fist!"

"Do you still have your last words? If not, then go on the road." Lin Bai looked fierce and rushed forward.

The leading man finally began to panic: "You dare to kill me!! You really dare to kill me! I am a disciple of Qingtian Alliance, and I am also a hall master under Qingtian Alliance. If you kill me, Qingtian Alliance will definitely be with you forever!"

"I advise you to hand over the fruit to me, and then destroy your dantian and cut off your arms. I may be able to ask the leader of the Qingtian Alliance to leave you a complete corpse!"

The leading man relied on his support from the Qingtian Alliance and was in the Qingtian Alliance, and he was in a position of the Qingtian Alliance, and was not afraid of Lin Bai at all, but instead said threateningly.

"Noisy!" Lin Bai said impatiently, and rushed straight into the man's throat with a sword.

The man hurriedly said, "Don't kill me, don't kill me, hero, I am the illegitimate son of the leader of the Qingtian Alliance. As long as you don't kill me, I can ask my father to give you many treasures and many spiritual medicines!"

Puff—

Lin Bai's sword was no longer interested in listening to the man's nonsense. He decisively pierced his throat and ended his life.

"They should be warriors attracted by the screams of the bald eagle."

"I don't know how many warriors still heard the screams of the white-headed eagle..."

"It is not suitable to stay here for a long time! Find a place to refine the pregnant spirit fruit first."

Before leaving, Lin Bai plundered all the valuable things on these warriors.

Then he left the mountain.

Shortly after Lin Bai left, a group of experts from the Heavenly League rushed to the mountain. A gray-headed middle-aged man saw the leading man who had just been pierced by Lin Bai's sword, and tears flowed out of his eyes.

"Tian'er!"

The gray-headed middle-aged man shouted in pain.

At this time, a gentle scholar said in the middle-aged man's ear: "Leader, I have checked. The other brothers, like... Master Yang Tian, ​​were killed by someone with a decisive sword!"

"This person should be a master of swordsmanship, and the sword skills he used are of great rank, at least they are all martial arts of the yellow level seventh grade or above!"

The gray-headed middle-aged man wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and said angrily: "This kind of person, a master of swordsmanship, a martial arts of the Yellow Level Seventh Level or above, will not exceed ten of these people in the Qingling Mountains!"

"Look for me, dig three feet into the ground, and I have to find him out. I want to tear him into pieces!"

"Yes!" the scholar responded.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!