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"Zhao Ziping, you really have a good method!"

Chu Ling said, seeing the people from Zhao Family rushing towards him crazily, he could only grit his teeth and rush forward, unable to avoid them.

Aside from the people who had died in the hands of the Cyan Wolf, there were still eighty odd people left. Most importantly, there were still three cultivators with Ninth Level of Vein Opening Stage within the group of eighty odd people, and any one of them was not something Chu Ling could easily defeat.

Not to mention that the three people today didn't have any intentions of going head on with Chu Ling, but were instead constantly walking around him, allowing the Zhao Family disciples to continuously charge towards Chu Ling as if they wanted to commit suicide.

At that time, Chu Ling had only used all of his techniques, his hands constantly slashing at the wounds, but even so, there were still many wounds on his body, and blood was continuously flowing out.

Swish!

Another sword directly slashed across Chu Ling's lower abdomen, bringing a large splash of blood, but before Chu Ling could even cry out in pain, a cultivator of Zhao Family directly slashed towards Chu Ling's head from directly in front.

When Chu Ling saw this, he was just about to raise his sword in welcome, but at this moment, the crippled old man, who was mixed in the crowd with his Ninth Level of Vein Opening Stage, suddenly revealed a cold smile.

In the next moment, the originally crippled old man suddenly stopped, and rushed towards Chu Ling like lightning.

At that moment, the old man leaped high into the air, both of his hands groping for a while on his feet, after which, the crowd only saw a bright flash of blade light from the old man's hands. It turned out that the old man was not really lame, but had a long sword resting in his flesh.

With the nourishment of the Blood and Qi around his body, this cut was bound to be extraordinary.

In just an instant, that bright and clear blade beam pierced towards Chu Ling's back without the slightest pause.

Although he wanted to turn around and receive this slash, he knew in his heart that if he really did turn around, it was likely that his head would be split into two by the sword above his head.

However, if he did not turn around, that snow-white saber light of the crippled old man would definitely pierce through his entire body.

"Damn, my stone armor has been worn out in the last battle. I can't use it now. These two must have planned for a long time, and have waited for this time. Damn it!"

Chu Ling thought, he was afraid that he would not be able to dodge this time.

And just at this moment, Chu Ling only felt a gust of wind from behind him, and after that, Chu Ling did not have any time to react, he used his "Two Swords Shattering the Mountain" and directly slapped the sword above his head back.

When he turned around, he saw that the old man's blade had already completely entered Little Fatty's chest. Chu Ling did not even need to look to know that at such a location, Little Fatty's heart must have already been pierced through. It was likely that even the heavens would not be able to save him!

Chu Ling was furious, the formless sword in his hand slashed at the crippled old man in the blink of an eye.

"Three Swords Breaking River!"

"Die!" In his extreme rage, Chu Ling who was originally not weaker than Ninth Level of Vein Opening Stage was like an enraged lion, and everyone watched as Chu Ling tilted his body towards the crippled old man, like a dam that had been broken.

The crippled old man was clearly not an easy opponent, as he directly gave up on his long blade, and while he was retreating, he raised both of his hands above his head, releasing a burst of white light. In a split second, he had completely received the sword in Chu Ling's hands, like a rock that was being washed away by the river, and did not move at all.

"Dammit, a useless fatty actually died! Retreat! Continue killing him!"

The crippled old man had no intention to continue battling and immediately retreated into the crowd. He obviously wanted to sneak in a sneak attack when Deng Chu Ling was caught unawares.

At that time, Chu Ling had wanted to take advantage of the victory to give chase, but when he thought of the little fatty behind him, he could only bear with it.

This blade attack should have landed on his body.

"Fatty, hold on, in a little while, Da Shixiong will be able to kill all of them. After that, we can find a place to rest and recuperate," Chu Ling consoled.

At that time, the little fatty did not seem to be disheartened at all, he just spat out blood and struggled to say: "Da Shixiong, Lu Xun had said that you saved his life a long time ago, so he should have been yours in the first place. It's just that I did not expect it to be so early, however, Lu Xun does not regret it.

If there is an afterlife, I will definitely send someone with better talent. Then, when Eldest Brother needs me, he will not have to fight alone! "

"Nonsense, if you had the talent, how could I still be the senior? I don't care, I want you like this, you can't die for me!" Chu Ling roared as he chopped at the swords and sabers that were thrusting towards the little fatty.

The rest of the Zhao Family had long seen that if they made a move against Chu Ling, they would probably still be hit back, and might not even be able to hurt him yet. However, if they made a move against Lu Xun, the little fatty on the ground, Chu Ling would definitely take the initiative to charge forward, and would not even have the chance to retaliate at all.

At that time, Chu Ling no longer cared about the pain on his body, and continuously helped the little fatty block the blade and sword. During that period of time, the three Ninth Level of Vein Opening Stage cultivators ambushed him twice, causing Chu Ling's left hand to completely stop moving at all, as though it was broken.

The resentment in his heart was about to break through the horizon, and he secretly vowed in his heart, no matter what kind of illustrious identity Zhao Ziping had, he would definitely catch up to and slash him into pieces.

As for these despicable and shameless Zhao Family people present, they also treated it as not being able to keep any of them alive.

"No, I can't die. That Zhao Ziping is not dead yet, that Xu Qing, Wu Hong is not dead yet, how can I, Chu Ling, kill them first, and let them live happily!" Chu Ling roared loudly in his heart.

"Right, Banyan tree. Right, Banyan tree, I remember grandteacher saying that if you meet an invincible existence, you can hide in the banyan tree for a while. Is it really effective?"

With that thought, Chu Ling clenched his teeth, he no longer cared about whether it would work or not, in any case he had already left and was speechless, he would just treat it as giving it a try.

It had to be said that within this region, perhaps it was because of the existence of that Great Banyan Tree, that was why there were so many banyans here.

Chu Ling only hesitated slightly before directly rushing towards the nearest banyan tree that Chu Ling couldn't even carry with both of his arms.

As if the Zhao Family disciples had seen through Chu Ling's thoughts, they stood in front of him one after another. Only after Chu Ling had suffered several tens of blows did he finally arrive under the banyan tree.

It was a pity that both he and Little Fatso were already on the verge of death, and they didn't even have the strength to crawl into the banyan tree cave.

At that time, everyone in the Zhao Family was immediately puzzled, as they simply could not understand why Chu Ling had almost crawled under the banyan tree with his injuries broken into pieces, causing him to not be able to resist at all.

"What does that mean? There can't be any deception, right?"

"There's a trick, there's a f * cking trick. This brat's blood has almost soaked through that piece of land, can you still flip the sky?" I think he probably knows he's dead and wants to choose his own grave! "

"That's right, I think it's more than likely!"

The people from the Zhao Family all spoke out, the crippled old man at that time immediately pushed through the crowd and walked towards Chu Ling, releasing the killing intent from his body, obviously showing no intentions of holding back.

"Who cares so much about him. Let's just take his life first. If we can escape later, we can still exchange for some benefits!"

The crippled old man said, he raised the blade in his hand and chopped down at Chu Ling, but Chu Ling had no choice but to laugh, he no longer had the power to resist, and could only watch as the blade chopped towards him.

"Is he going to die just like that?"