Fighting against a high-level immortal master is really a painful thing.

Especially when the opponent has stronger immortal power than you, has more combat experience than you, is more proficient in using immortal skills than you, and has a more ferocious and domineering aura than you.

The power of the Five Elements of the Immortal Word Bracelet, which Jin Ling relied on to win on many occasions, had no effect in front of the opponent.

At this time, he truly understood a word, what is meant by sitting in a well and looking at the sky.

For a long time, in a small place like Lingshan Fairyland, the opponents he met were not very strong. He did underestimate the immortals in the world.

Now, what should I do if I encounter someone so much stronger than myself? What should I do?

"Drink!" Tan Hualang attacked. A huge machete, like a mountain, came at him.

"Fengchen Jue!" Jin Ling jumped into the air and used the Fengchen Jue move in mid-air, causing his body to float at an incredible angle. While spinning, the machete passed by him.

Then, he cut off a corner of his clothes.

Then, he saw a fist facing him, Tan Hualang's fist.

This punch hit his left shoulder blade, and the left shoulder blade suddenly felt like it was shattered. The huge impact force knocked his body out of the air and fell heavily on the bodies of his subordinate sergeants.

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"Young Master!" The subordinates hurriedly helped him up.

They could no longer care about Jin Ling's words not to interfere, and surrounded him layer by layer, facing Tan Hualang.

"Are some ant-like reptiles worthy of standing in front of me? Get out of my way!" Tan Hualang shouted sternly.

"If you want to touch our young master, just crawl over our corpses!" shouted a sergeant and immortal. Although they had only become Jin Ling's subordinates not long ago, the young man gave them hope of life, and they really couldn't bear it.

Watching something happen to him.

Tan Hualang put away the machete and put it back into the scabbard on his back.

It wasn't that he had given up on the idea of ​​crippling Jin Ling, but that he had to use weapons to deal with these beggar-like immortal soldiers, which was an insult to him, who was so arrogant.

He walked forward, and the sergeant immortal who was closest to him was less than three feet away.

"You ants, if you don't want to die, get out of the way!" He shouted violently. His subordinate immortal masters also acted aggressively and tried their best to intimidate.

Of course, the soldiers and immortals knew how powerful these people were. Even if they were still in the army in the past and their immortal power and body meridians were not damaged, they would never be the opponents of these people. What's more, their physical condition is so bad now.

To the extreme, even the Immortal Masters among them may not be able to display the strength of the Intermediate Immortals.

However, in this situation, no one took a step back.

"Hmph!" The main purpose of Tan Hualang's trip was Jin Ling. He didn't want to waste time on irrelevant people and cause trouble. He held his right hand horizontally and struck out with a palm. Suddenly a powerful force of Gangfeng roared out.

, the three or four sergeants directly in front of him were suddenly blown away by the force.

Then, Tan Hualang struck out again, and the force of this palm was even stronger. Blood spurted out from the mouths of the two sergeants, but they still refused to give in.

Tan Hualang paid it back, but the two immortal masters under him were furious and jumped out. The immortal weapons in their hands shone with cold light and stabbed Jin Ling who was recovering from his injuries and adjusting his breath among the sergeants.

The latter is at a critical moment of regulating his breath and healing his injuries. If he takes action now, not only will all the hard work he has done to recuperate be wasted, but he will also suffer the backlash from the immortal power.

These people didn't even give themselves a few breaths of time to adjust their breathing and recuperate! Jin Ling was furious and was about to rise up to fight. Two figures flashed in front of him, but two soldiers stood in front of him desperately.

Then two sharp heavy iron weapons tore their bodies apart...

Two sergeants died on the spot.

These were two immortals who had been recuperating in the back hall of the slave market. They were suffering from serious diseases and serious injuries. At this time, they used their last strength to block Jin Ling's sneak attack.

Although they may not know that Jin Ling still has a trump card and the confidence to deal with it, they just did what they thought they should do.

Perhaps their lives were humble in the slave market, but at this moment, their figures seemed very tall.

Their deaths aroused even stronger indignation among the soldiers. The two murderous immortal masters were surrounded by everyone on the third floor and the third floor outside, looking at them as if they wanted to eat them.

Suddenly, an immortal master stiffened.

There was a sharp pain and hot feeling in his chest. Amid everyone's exclamations, he lowered his head and saw only a black blade tip protruding from his chest. The shape of the blade tip was ancient and incomplete. It was unknown where it came from.

It flew from nowhere and seemed to make no sound, easily breaking his body-protecting immortal power.

The other immortal master was horrified when he saw this, and quickly retreated to Tan Hualang's side to seek protection.

But another blade with the same strange shape flew inexplicably from the side, and it also swept past his neck at an incredible angle and speed!

The blood suddenly appears!

The immortal master's superior carotid artery was directly cut open, blood gushes out, and then his body fell softly to the ground.

The two floating parts left the deceased's body and flew back to Jin Ling's side, floating slowly around him.

"The power of thoughts?" Tan Hualang frowned slightly, then smiled again, "Has another trump card been used? With the power of thoughts, does he have the potential of an immortal mind master?"

After that, he said to himself: "I asked why His Highness sent me to personally deal with a little kid. It turns out that you, a little kid, are really not easy."

He yelled: "Boy, Your Highness asked me to teach you a lesson. I originally wanted to break your legs when you were young. But now, I have changed my mind. I want to kill you. Kill a future immortal."

Master, this is enough for me to become famous in Jinhua City."

Jin Ling was now seriously injured internally, but he was not afraid. He looked directly at the opponent and said, "If you're not afraid of dying on the spot like them, just give it a try."

Tan Hualang shouted, unsheathed his machete again, and attacked Jin Ling.

A piece of floating ghost part flew diagonally towards the ground.

The machete made a half-circle, and with a bang, it directly knocked the Fuyou away.

At the same time, Jin Ling also felt pain in his mind. Fuyou was his mind, commanding the ghost ant's remnant soul, and working together with the power of the fairy bracelet to make it fly freely. This heavy blow directly shook the

The remnant soul of the ghost ant inside, the pain of the remnant soul was also transmitted to his thoughts.

He is not an Immortal Mind Master, but he uses the power of the Immortal Word Bracelet to control objects with his thoughts. The two have the same purpose. Whether he is an Immortal Mind Master or someone like him, as long as the object controlled by his thoughts is damaged, his thoughts will

Zhong will also think that he has been traumatized.

To put it simply, although the body is not injured, the mind feels that one is injured, which makes oneself believe that one is injured.

Even Fuyou can't do anything to the other party?

Jin Ling made a conscious decision and opened his mind. Wherever his mind acted, the entire Ant Sword immediately disintegrated and turned into more than a hundred parts, floating in front of him.

"Come out!" Jin Ling shouted.
Chapter completed!