Liu Zhicong thought, why should Li Ling talk big at this time.


    Zhou Le also laughed wildly: "let me sleep for a long time? Hahaha, you have a big mouth..."


    Whoosh!


    Li Ling took out the Tianzhu sword and killed Zhou Le directly.


    That Zhou le was the cultivation of Xiaocheng in Zhenjing. He was killed by Li Ling?


    Isn''t Li Ling without any accomplishments?


    Why can you kill Zhou Le?


    When we looked closely, we found something wrong.


    "This boy has accomplishments! This boy has accomplishments!"


    Liu Zhicong also widened his eyes: "brother Li Ling, you finally... No! Why did you suddenly reach the peak of the real world!"


    Li Ling''s cultivation is the peak of the real world. Of course, it''s very easy to kill Zhou le.


    If Zhou Le didn''t come to look for trouble, Li Ling wouldn''t do such a thing. It''s all his own fault.


    With Zhou Le killed, Wang Yan could no longer sit still.


    "Those who dare to kill me!"


    If Wang Yan really doesn''t have a brain, why can''t he think about it? Why can Li Ling kill Zhou Le.


    As a result, Wang Yan waved his big hand and said, "kill this boy for me. I''ll take what''s wrong!"


    "Yes!"


    Soon, the gang rushed up directly.


    They thought they could kill Li Ling together, but it''s not that simple.


    When they rush up, they die.


    "Bring the wine to the wind!"


    Although there is no wine at the moment, Li Ling''s moves are still frightening.


    Seven or eight people rushed up like this, but they were blown down by a gust of wind!


    Li Ling used to use the moves of jiujianxian Sutra when he was practicing magic, but it was imitated by magic at that time, and could not give full play to the essence of jiujianxian Sutra.


    It''s different now.


    Li Ling has cultivated immortality. Of course, he can understand jiujianxian Sutra better.


    The seven or eight people died directly after the move of drinking in the wind.


    "Again... Kill again?" Liu Zhicong felt his head a little big.


    He didn''t know how to do it, and he didn''t know how brave Li Ling was.


    Wang Yan was stunned.


    Because no one has ever brought such a big shock to himself except his master sun Feizhang.


    "You..."


    Seeing that the situation was bad, Wang Yan immediately ran away.


    But how could he run better than Li Ling!


    Li Ling didn''t catch up. He threw a sword directly and stabbed Wang Yan''s calf.


    Wang Yan is going to collapse.


    He left the area of the practice room in a howling voice, which made the whole sleeping people in the house have to get up and see what was going on.


    Looking at Li Ling again, just like nobody else, he patted Liu Zhicong on the shoulder and was ready to leave.


    "Brother... This..."


    Liu Zhicong rubbed his eyes fiercely. As a result, he found it useless. All this in front of him was true.


    Li Ling really killed so many people.


    "Kill, kill so many people, elder martial brother Peng... It''s hard to explain."


    Li Ling smiled and said, "it doesn''t hurt. He has no evidence."


    Then, Li Ling lit a fire and burned the bodies of these people.


    "Come on, go to bed."


    Liu Zhicong looked at all this in horror. He didn''t understand why Li Ling could sleep?


    It''s a great disaster. Can Li Ling still sleep?


    But Liu Zhicong could do nothing but follow Li Ling.


    When he returned to the house, Li Ling was just like nothing. He gave Liu Zhicong 100 elixirs: "go to the dry well tomorrow and swallow them directly. The cultivation will grow faster."


    "Yes, yes..."


    Liu Zhicong doubted whether Li Ling was a local tyrant.


    He broke the array so badly, improved his accomplishments even more, and made such a generous move. When did the registered disciples of Li Tianmo sect become like this?


    Just when Liu Zhicong was incredible, Li Ling had fallen asleep.


    Can''t understand, really can''t understand.


    Taking advantage of this strength, Liu Zhicong directly planted a frame.


    "Elder martial brother Peng, you see, it''s clearly Zhou Le killed by Wang Yan himself, otherwise what would he do to clear the field!"


    "You, you spit blood!"


    At the moment, Wang Yan didn''t care about dressing up any nobles. He just felt that he was in a very dangerous situation.


    Even white ones can be said to be black, not to mention that Wang Yan is not so white.


    "Do you know if there is any blood gushing? Otherwise, explain why you want to clean up!"