Luo Jie flew over, shouting and looking rather disheveled.

Behind him followed a middle-aged man.

Seeing this, Junlin was secretly amused. "What? Weren't you unwilling to fight three people before?"

"I didn't expect this guy to be so strong. Let's switch. I'll take care of these three. Don't worry, I'll come help you after this battle."

With that, Luo Jie charged directly at the three people confronting Jun Lin.

Junlin shook his head and rode his sword to meet the other person.

When these people were chasing him, he learned about their strength through the system.

The middle-aged man in front of me is a martial artist in the late stage of the fourth realm.

He is currently only a martial artist in the middle stage of the third realm.

Obviously, winning is impossible.

It's impossible to win in a head-on confrontation.

The only option is to try and find an opportunity to annoy the other party. If that doesn't work, then continue running away.

Zhao Ling looked at Jun Lin in front of him.

I couldn't help but laugh. "Looks like your companions have given up on you. They've actually sent someone like you, who's only at the third level, to face me."

"Sigh, there's nothing I can do about it. It's all because of making the wrong friends." Jun Lin shrugged, not refuting the other party.

Zhao Ling sneered, "You've not only made some bad friends, you've also gone down the wrong path. Demonic cultivation is not the righteous path!"

"Ha!" Junlin couldn't help but clapp his hands with a laugh. "Hearing your words is truly better than hearing any other words."

Seeing Jun Lin's indifferent attitude, Zhao Ling was somewhat displeased. These demonic cultivators were truly unrepentant!

"Prepare to die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Ling suddenly made his move.

The speed was so fast that Junlin didn't even have time to retaliate before his chest was pierced by a punch.

"That intense?"

Jun Lin was somewhat surprised as he looked at Zhao Ling in front of him.

He had anticipated a significant gap between himself and the other person, but he hadn't expected it to be this large.

really.

The idea of ​​killing enemies at higher stages is just too far-fetched.

This is not even in the same league.

Looking at Jun Lin, whose life force was constantly fading, Zhao Ling smiled and said, "In your next life, don't be a demonic cultivator."

Jun Lin laboriously stretched out his hand and gave Zhao Ling the middle finger, "Are you teaching your father how to do things?"

Seeing that the ruler remained unrepentant even on his deathbed, Zhao Ling frowned slightly, somewhat surprised.

However, what surprised him was not Jun Lin's stubbornness, but why Jun Lin was not completely dead yet.

However, his heart was blown apart.

No matter how strong one's willpower is, how long can it last?

Zhao Ling shook his head, ignoring Jun Lin, and looked at Luo Jie, who was fighting three opponents not far away.

"A great opportunity!"

Jun Lin's eyes lit up. If the other party's attention remained focused on him, then he really wouldn't be able to do anything.

But now Zhao Ling has shifted his focus.

Then it's his turn to play.

boom!

In the blink of an eye, Junlin detonated himself.

The more you expose yourself, the more skilled you become.

In the past, he needed to warm up a bit, but now, given the right conditions, he can self-destruct more than ten times in an instant!

The violent explosion sent Zhao Ling flying hundreds of meters away from mid-air.

Buzz!

Buzz!

A buzzing sound came from his ears, and Zhao Ling quickly steadied himself, but felt a burning pain on half of his body.

"Self-destruct!?"

Zhao Ling was filled with shock and anger.

Even though Junlin's heart was pierced and his dantian was shattered by that attack, why could he still self-destruct!

And the self-destruction was so powerful!

Zhao Ling dared not look down at the right side of his body, because he realized that he had lost sight in one eye.

"This self-destruction technique is truly powerful."

After his rebirth, Junlin rode his sword and waited not far behind Zhao Ling.

Looking at Zhao Ling's injuries, they couldn't help but marvel.

His dantian had just shattered, and he did indeed have very little spiritual power left in his body, but he still had his physical body, blood and qi, soul, and even his origin.

As he gradually mastered the self-destruct technique, he could now burn everything he owned, and its power was not to be underestimated.

However, this was mainly because Zhao Ling's attention was not on him just now.

Otherwise, if Zhao Ling had reacted in time, he wouldn't have been injured so badly.

Jun Lin flew directly to Zhao Ling's side on his sword, and smiled as he looked at Zhao Ling, whose body was half covered in blood and gore.

He slowly leaned close to Zhao Ling's ear.

He shouted, "You didn't expect that, did you? I'm still alive!"

Jun Lin's sudden shout startled Zhao Ling, whose consciousness was already somewhat muddled.

He threw a punch straight at Junlin's face.

boom!

Another violent explosion rang out.

After his rebirth, Junlin breathed a sigh of relief, still feeling a bit shaken. "I almost got hit, but luckily I reacted quickly."

He can be humiliated, he can be torn to pieces, but he absolutely cannot be humiliated!

"Why...why are you still alive?!"

Zhao Ling roared angrily as he looked at the unharmed Jun Lin.

At this moment, Zhao Ling was in a very sorry state, and was even somewhat unrecognizable, but his injuries were not actually fatal.

The physical strength of a fourth-realm martial artist is still very high.

At least, Zhao Ling can still fly for now.

When the plane crashes, that's when the damage will be truly severe.

Seeing Zhao Ling in this state.

Jun Lin wasn't in a hurry. He sat on his sword and said slowly, "That's a very insightful question. You didn't kill me, so why can't I live?"

Zhao Ling did not reply, but stared intently at Jun Lin with his only remaining eye.

They immediately rushed forward.

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