The first person to react was Xuan Wu.

As a top killer, he is far superior to ordinary people and even ordinary practitioners in terms of his sixth sense and reaction speed! Therefore, when Mingyue just appeared, he moved.

A feeling of being fooled suddenly rose, the previous sense of disdain and joking completely disappeared, and endless anger arose!

This junior dares to play tricks in front of him!

So, as soon as he made a move, he had a Lihuo Art. Then, with a dragon roar, the spiritual sword he hid in the universe in his sleeve was instantly unsheathed, stabbing at Mu Hanling who was flying into Dingling like a dragon.

He believed that in addition to piercing Mu Hanling into her heart, his sword could also penetrate her chest and pierce the white-clothed ghost that was rushing out at the same time!

Then he realized... the man in sunglasses who had called Ding Ling before but had not said anything since he went up the mountain. In his hand was a desert eagle that was regarded as a classic by countless gun fans.

The moment Ding Ling held the red light in his hand, he smelled a huge sense of crisis, and then... he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

One gunshot, two gunshots, and several gunshots.

After the last dull rifle sound, the smoke of gunpowder disappeared, and Mu Hanling was gone. Only Ding Ling stood on the spot!

An ordinary short sword appeared in Ding Ling's right hand, just like the plots in martial arts blockbusters. The tip of the short sword was extremely accurate on the tip of Xuan Wu's spiritual sword.

His hands had already broken through Xuan Wu's spiritual power seal. He held the sword in his right hand and had already pinched a spiritual skill with his left hand.

"Break!" Ding Ling was astonished as thunder. As he heard, the short sword burst out again with a red light! This light was so dazzling that everyone in the field was shining with its eyes.

A crisp sound rang out, and then Ding Ling's body soared into the air like a hawk!

Another gunshot.

The next moment, Ding Ling pinched the momentary step and appeared behind the man in sunglasses, then punched the man in the head.

The man in sunglasses is a strong man in the underworld thugs. Ding Ling smelled a strong temperament from his body, so he chose to use physical methods to make him lose his combat power.

The man in the sunglasses knew that Ding Ling was the most terrifying enemy he had encountered in this life, so when Ding Ling swept into the sky, he fired a gun while his body was constantly shifting to avoid being approached by Ding Ling - these practitioners are so... terrible!

In the flash of lightning, the man in the sunglasses lowered his head intuition and was extremely lucky to avoid Ding Ling's punch. But at this moment, Ding Ling turned his fist into a palm and slashed heavily on his neck.

The man in sunglasses fell down like a wooden stake.

Then, Ding Ling fought against the fish intestine and rushed towards Xuan Wu. His hands danced like lightning, and a group of souls was formed instantly.

...

All of this was done in just three seconds.

When all seven thugs fell to the ground, Xuan Wu's spiritual sword fell to the ground.

A sound of the glass bottle being broken sounded, and the spiritual sword turned into pieces.

Just then, fifty meters away, Mingyue showed her figure and Mu Hanling opened her eyes.

When she saw that she had been away from the ruined temple, she could imagine the shock in her heart. She looked at Mingyue with a vicious face and her mind was blank.

"Get in! Don't run around!" Mingyue had no good expression on Mu Hanling. She recited the Heavenly Creation Art the moment she appeared, and then... pushed Mu Hanling, who had just opened her mouth and was about to speak in!

She looked up at the ruined temple and happened to see the scene of the fish intestine rushing towards the practitioner with the supreme cold light.

Her little hand squeezed out a flash of praise again, and a trace of praise rose from the corner of her mouth. Ding Ling, good looks!

They gave Ding Ling three minutes, Ding Ling... only gave them three seconds.

These three seconds were calculated by Mingyue even borrowed Ding Ling's natal spiritual power and she calculated the ballistic trajectory of the eight guns in the field, calculated the enemy's reaction after Ding Ling moved, calculated the timing and direction of the spirit sword being unsheathed, and also calculated any actions of each person in the field in these three seconds!

In these three seconds, Ding Ling is the protagonist, and everyone's actions are all serving him wholeheartedly as arranged by the director!

So, Ding Ling lowered his head, and the bullet just flew over his head. When he turned sideways, the spiritual sword immediately flew past him. When he raised his sword, the spiritual sword accurately hit the tip of the sword.

This is the most perfect three seconds, so perfect that Ding Ling himself had an illusion. Is he considered a close god?

Who else can arrange all this besides gods and Buddhas?

Ding Ling looked up, and he looked at Gu Fengming, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.

Gu Fengming was still holding the gun, but the expression on his face had turned into horror... He knew that his biggest reliance was Mr. Xuanwu, but he also saw that Mr. Xuanwu's spiritual sword and Ding Ling's short sword were broken with one touch!

As a former practitioner, he certainly knew what consequences would be brought about by the practitioner's magic weapon once it was destroyed. He didn't even have to turn around and see that Mr. Xuanwu had now injured the river of life.

Yes, as Xuan Wu raised his heart and a sweet feeling surged to his throat as the red light of Ding Ling's short sword rose. When the spirit sword fell to the ground, he opened his mouth and a blood sword spurted out from his mouth.

Ding Ling did not let him go, and the small sword, which was at least true spirit level, rushed towards Xuan Wu again with a thunderous momentum.

"Shoot!" Ding Ling's mouth moved and said his first sentence after reversing the situation.

He knew that Mingyue had activated the instant step and would appear beside him in the next second. So... he was sure to win!

At this moment, the middle-aged man with a national-shaped face that had no movement from the beginning and seemed to be frightened, finally came to his senses. He raised his hand and pinched Gu Fengming's hand holding the gun.

Then...the two of them disappeared.

Mingyue appeared and the two disappeared.

"Damn it! I'm going to be a scattered!" Ding Ling's eyes widened, his face full of absurdity!

How could this be possible? That middle-aged man obviously has no realm and is not a practitioner at all! How could he disappear directly with the ancient Fengming?

He opened his mouth and quickly released his spiritual consciousness.

There is no trace of a hundred meters in a radius!

The sound of the bright moon sounded: "Stay this!"

Ding Ling quickly came to his senses, his pupils shrank, and he instantly clenched his instant step, and his body appeared in front of Xuan Wu who had just appeared dozens of meters away.

He waved his hand gently, and the fish intestines far away in the sky broke through the air.

With the tip of the sword and throat, Xuan Wu's eyes finally showed despair.
Chapter completed!