Xuan Wu is a killer, not a dead soldier. His job is to let others die, not to die by himself.

The killer's creed is to escape thousands of miles without a single blow, rather than fighting to the death with others. Therefore, after the spirit sword is destroyed and the life river is damaged, his first reaction is to escape!

Dante Ling did not give him any chance.

The dark short sword is simple and sharp. Although there is no spiritual power at all, Xuan Wu has no doubts. As long as Ding Ling thinks, the short sword will shine again, and then...

He couldn't imagine that scene - who would want YY to fly into the air and then watch his blood spurt out from his neck two feet high?

Ding Ling's hands were clean, fair and stable. The short sword in his hand stopped at Xuan Wu's Adam's apple without any trembling.

Xuan Wu's face was ashes, and he finally knew the true realm of the young junior in front of him.

Like him, the middle level of Wen Dao... No! It should be infinitely close to the upper level of Wen Dao!

If, if he did not underestimate the enemy, if he could know that the short sword in Ding Ling's hand was at least a magic weapon of the true spirit level, then he would definitely choose to launch a shocking attack from the darkness! Instead of facing Ding Ling like he did just now.

The true meaning of a killer is to never face the enemy head-on.

Unfortunately, there were not so many ifs, so Xuan Wu regretted it very much. His intestines were ruined. He lowered his eyes and looked at the short sword in front of his Adam's apple. Suddenly, the lines on it were like his intestines...

"I admit defeat." Xuan Wu smiled miserably: "I didn't expect you to have a helper from Chu Ming's level, and I didn't expect you to have such a magic weapon."

"Want to know the name of this sword?"

Ding Ling finally spoke, and a playful smile rose from the corner of his mouth - exactly the same as the smile when Xuan Wu faced him dozens of seconds ago.

Xuan Wu's eyes narrowed, and he stared at Ding Ling's eyes tightly, trying to figure out what Ding Ling asked about this!

As a killer, he knew the mentality and actions of countless winners to execute the losers. If Ding Ling wanted to kill him, he would not say even a word to him at this time!

Because, murderous intent is the same as courage, and it is the strongest at the beginning. Once there is no danger or stimulation, the murderous intent will quickly weaken and eventually disappear.

The survival ** flashed through his eyes. After thinking about countless answers, Xuan Wu finally chose to shake his head.

He shook his head gently, fearing that his skin would touch the sword.

Ding Ling smiled again.

He already knew that this man wanted to live. Fish intestines and bloodlines were his biggest secret now - of course, it won't take long, and this will not be a secret. Since this man said he didn't want to know his secret, he just wanted to live - because only the dead can keep the secret forever.

Since I want to live, it’s easy to do, but Ding Ling decided to stimulate him.

Ding Ling smiled and said, "But I want to tell you so that you won't die inexplicably."

Xuan Wu's face showed despair again, and his hands were trembling slightly, as if he was experiencing great fear.

Ding Ling glanced over his hand and said lightly: "Your acting skills are not as good as me, so don't try to resist or try to escape - because this dagger has a bad name."

Xuan Wu's heart was slightly stern. He withdrew his gaze and stared at Yu Yan's sword body, trying to guess the name of the sword from the pattern of the sword body.

Ding Ling gently said the two words: "Fish intestine."

Xuan Wu was like a lightning strike! His body trembled violently! This time, it was not that he wanted to escape or fight to the death, but... he was really shocked!

Fish Intestine! Ancient magic weapon, the legendary sword of courage!

He closed his eyes, thinking about the light that had just broken his seal, and then remembering the spiritual sword that he had worked hard to reach the top level of spiritual level and the short sword that was about to break. He finally knew that he would lose without any wickedness! He would die without any wickedness!

Since he already knew that he would die, Xuan Wu simply turned his gaze to the mysterious little girl.

Ding Ling felt his intention, opened his mouth and showed a smooth white teeth: "She is my bloodline elf."

Xuan Wu was shocked, and he exclaimed: "A human-shaped bloodline elves?"

Ding Ling looked at him calmly and said slowly word by word: "Because I am the bloodline of Tiansun."

Xuan Wu's body stiffened in an instant. At this moment, he forgot that he was dying. He looked at Mingyue's cold face and felt the same spiritual power as Mingyue and Ding Ling. He closed his eyes and laughed.

"The bloodline of heaven...Yuyan Sword! I lost without any wickedness, and died without any wickedness!"

He opened his eyes, his eyes were silent, and he said to Ding Ling: "Please, please do it!"

This time, he really gave up his resistance completely. Facing the Tiansan Master with the ancient divine weapons, let alone Xuan Wu, even if Xuan Zi Lingyi comes, it is impossible to defeat Ding Ling head-on!

Tiansan Master, invincible in the same realm!

"Very good, let's do something before you die." Ding Ling took back his dagger, raised his hands at the same time, and a spiritual seal flew towards Xuan Wu, and instantly sealed his hands. At the same time, Mingyue on the side also guided a spiritual power to firmly lock Xuan Wu's tree of fate.

Xuan Wu laughed terrified. He didn't know what Ding Ling was going to do, but he knew that he would definitely not escape.

He already knew the secret of this young man. Is it possible to let him survive? No... how is this possible! Unless he has a brain disease!

When she walked to the dilapidated temple, the seven people were still in a coma. At this time, Mingyue suddenly frowned. She pinched her spiritual skill and instantly appeared in front of the man in sunglasses.

The man in sunglasses just raised his hand, Mingyue kicked the sand eagle that had not been lost in his hand, and then she squatted down and took off the man in sunglasses' glasses.

From the depths of the bridge of the nose, a sharp scar appeared on the man's eye socket. Just a little short of it, the man's eyes were ruined.

The man had opened his eyes and stared at Mingyue with an expressionless face.

Mingyue said lightly: "No wonder she has to wear sunglasses, it turns out to be so ugly..."

The man glared.

"Okay, don't pretend to be dead." Mingyue stood up, she patted her little hands, looked at Ding Ling, and silently recited the Creation Art.

The portal is wide open.

...

Mu Hanling sat obediently on the grass. She held her knees and looked at the bright sky and fell into a state of dullness.

The sky is blue and the clouds are white. From the clouds, light occasionally appears, but no sun is seen.

Mu Hanling knew that this was not the earth, because there could be such clean air on the earth, and it was impossible for it to have no sun.

So, this is not scientific.

But she was still not panicked. Her face was as deep as water, and she sat quietly on the ground, waiting for Ding Ling to appear.

What broke her quiet thoughts were several pistols that emerged from the void. Then she stood up in horror and found that another kidnapper's "corpse" appeared from the void.

Before Mu Hanling came forward to check the lives of these kidnappers, one after another, the "corpses" were sent in.

Then the little girl who saved herself, then the man in sunglasses and the fifth gentleman who looked unfathomable.

Finally, it was Ding Ling's smiling face.

Joy filled her entire heart in an instant, and she threw herself at Ding Ling again with tears.

The last time, she was facing despair. This time, she was with the joy of rebirth.

Ding Ling sniffed Mu Hanling's hair and felt his clothes quickly wet with tears. He turned around and said to Mingyue: "I will leave it here to you, I will take Mu Hanling to suppress his shock..."

Mingyue snorted.

Ding Ling smiled awkwardly, and with a moment of pinching, the person appeared a hundred meters away.

Mingyue looked up at the man in sunglasses and Xuan Wu, and evil spirits rose from her little face.

"This is Youxutian."

"You have two choices." Mingyue raised two fingers and stared at Xuan Wu with shocked expressions: "Die here."

"Or... surrender!"

"Absolute surrender!"

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