Four people stand in the four directions, surrounding one person in the middle.
The person in the middle was in the late Jindan stage, and judging by his clothes, he was a disciple of Lingjian Sect.
At this time, he had more than a dozen scars on his body, especially a wound on his right shoulder that was so deep that the bone could be seen. Black blood flowed down his arm to the sword held tightly in his right hand.
"Ling An, run, why don't you run anymore?"
The man holding the sledgehammer laughed triumphantly.
Ling An's eyes swept over the positions of the four people, and he switched his sword from his right hand to his left. He sneered, "Jin Kun, you scoundrels only know how to use such despicable tricks. Two Yuanying early stage and two Jindan late stage are chasing me, a Jindan late stage cultivator, and you even use poison."
"Haha, as long as I can kill you, I don't mind using any means."
The pale-faced scholar said viciously, covering his broken arm.
It was Ling An who cut off his broken arm and his most important spiritual weapon. He wanted to kill Ling An immediately, but was afraid of his counterattack before his death, so he stood as far away as possible.
"He's already so badly injured, he shouldn't be able to cause any more trouble. Let's kill him quickly before we miss the chance to enter the secret realm."
The horse-faced man said.
He is at the early stage of Nascent Soul, has the highest strength among the four, and suffered the least injuries.
"Hehe, the breathless poison is corroding his internal organs. If we wait a little longer, he will die without us having to do anything."
The man with a pointed chin and monkey face laughed sinisterly, and the poisonous snake in his hand kept spitting its tongue at Ling An.
As if to cooperate with the man's words, Ling An suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood, and he quickly used his spiritual power to suppress it.
This can't go on any longer.
His spiritual sense swept over the four people and noticed that the man with the pointed chin and monkey face moved his fingers slightly.
He quickly put up a light shield.
Five black shadows directly hit the light shield. Upon closer inspection, the five black shadows turned out to be five black poisonous snakes.
Fortunately, he was smart and reacted quickly this time, otherwise he would have been fooled by the pointed-nosed and monkey-faced man and poisoned like last time.
Although the poisonous snake was temporarily blocked, Ling An's situation did not get better, but worse.
Because he had been using spiritual power all the time, he was unable to suppress the toxins in his body, and the toxins had already invaded his internal organs.
But his right hand cannot be used now, and the sword in his left hand is much worse than that in his right hand.
Looking at the four people again, except for the white-faced scholar who was seriously injured, the other three were slightly injured.
It's a dead end.
If he was destined to die today, he had to take someone with him.
And that person is...
Ling An suddenly removed the light shield and swung a sword backwards with his left hand.
"careful."
The horse-faced man shouted, and at the same time, a golden light flashed in his hand, and a long spear flew straight towards Ling An.
Seeing the sword light, the white-faced scholar's heart skipped a beat. He was the most seriously injured now and could not block Ling An's sword at all. He did not want to block it. With a flash of light under his feet, he quickly retreated.
Jin Kun and the man with the pointed chin and monkey cheeks also thought that Ling An was going to kill the pale-faced scholar with his sword, so they cast spells to help him block it.
When several people were about to cast their spells but had no time to cast them a second time, Ling An's sword suddenly turned and headed straight for Jin Kun.
At such a critical moment, when he could only strike with his last sword, he did not strike at the weakest white-faced scholar, but instead struck at Jin Kun.
Because the person he hated the most was Jin Kun.
This time, the four-man siege was led by Jin Kun, the one who tricked him out was Jin Kun, and the one who wanted to kill him was Jin Kun.
Therefore, the last sword in his life could only be given to Jin Kun.
This sword poured all his spiritual power into it. It was the most desperate and fiercest sword.
Jin Kun had just cast a protective spell for the white-faced scholar and had no time to cast another protective spell on himself, so he could only hurriedly raise his hammer to block.
The sharp sword light cut off the hammer in one stroke, and then slashed at Jin Kun, cutting off half of his body, but he did not die.
At this time, the horse-faced man's spear was approaching.
Ling An no longer had the strength to swing his sword again. He let out a miserable laugh and watched helplessly as the spear pierced his heart.
At this moment, a white light suddenly appeared in front of Ling An.
He only heard a "Damn" sound, and then the spear deviated and flew past him, and in front of him stood a woman in white.
The woman in white was Ran Changle.
…
Ran Changle tested the random teleportation talisman. As soon as she arrived at the destination, before she could reveal her figure, she felt a danger approaching her.
There was no time to take out the bone sword or to perform hand gestures, so she had to deflect the danger with her bare hands.
Even though she had already perfected the third level of physical training, her hands became swollen when she struck a spiritual weapon with her bare hands.
A piercing pain came over her, and she really wanted to curse.
This random teleportation talisman is too unreliable.
When she saw where she was, she wanted to curse even more.
She was at the murder scene, and she happened to save the person they were going to kill. She couldn't wash herself clean even if she jumped into the Yellow River.
"I didn't mean to do that, do you believe me?"
Ran Changle looked at the horse-faced man in front of him and explained.
"Whether you intend it or not, you will die today."
Jin Kun stopped the bleeding on half of his body and sat on the ground and said viciously.
If she hadn't appeared suddenly, Ling An would have died.
Ling An actually injured him so badly, he must die today, and the woman who saved him must also die.
The angry Jin Kun only saw that Ran Changle was only at the fourth level of Qi Refining and could be easily crushed to death like an ant.
She had no idea how she, with such a low level of cultivation, could withstand the attack of a Nascent Soul.
Who is this person? He has the audacity to say that he wants her dead.
Ran Changle looked at the person who spoke.
It looks familiar, have you seen it somewhere?
She lowered her head and thought, and then she remembered that she had seen him in front of the temple in the Xianlin Secret Realm. His name seemed to be Jin Kun.
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