Every time Ye Qingmei saw Zhang Ling, she couldn't help feeling a little painful in her chest. This was her body tactfully reminding her that somewhere in her life had been taken advantage of by that damn bastard.

Every time he remembered what happened last time, Ye Qingmei was so angry that she couldn't vent her teeth.

"Zhang Ling, let's take a look! I will definitely not let you go!"

Ye Qingmei said gritting her teeth in her heart.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Over there, Zhang Ling kept shattering the black sword statue.

No matter what kind of black sword statue it was, he would kill a group of them with two punches, neatly.

After killing a large number of black sword statues in succession, Zhang Ling felt that his cells were gradually filled with true energy. The spiritual soul space seemed to be filled soon. This means that his beast soul would begin to evolve. If the evolution is successful, he would be a cultivator in the ninth level of the One Yuan Realm. So, Zhang Ling's move became even more ferocious.

"boom!"

"boom!"

More black sword statues were shattered.

The black ice spirit fragments they scattered are endless, and no one can pick them up.

Finally, even Xia Yunfei, Xia Chenmo, Xia Chenning and others joined the ranks of picking up fragments of the Ice Soul.

The black ice spirit fragments are definitely good things, and they can't be wasted like this.

If Xia Yuexin saw these ice spirit fragments, she would definitely be very happy.

This is a treasure that needs to be used for forging!

"careful!"

"Red Sword Statue!"

Suddenly, Ye Qingmei screamed again.

But in front of Zhang Ling, more than a dozen red sword statues appeared.

They all held red swords in their hands, as if there were blazing flames burning on the surface of the sword.

Xia Chenmo and others subconsciously took a few steps back. It was not that they were afraid, but that it was necessary to make enough space for Zhang Ling to use the powerful technique. What he is facing now is a statue holding a red sword in his hand, and he must use the powerful technique to deal with it.

The combat power of the red sword statue is several times stronger than that of the black sword statue. Ordinary practitioners will feel huge pressure when they encounter the red sword statue. Under normal circumstances, all practitioners will choose to retreat immediately.

No matter from which perspective, it is unwise to fight against the Red Sword Statue.

Zhang Ling is no exception in this regard.

He also felt the tremendous pressure from the Red Sword Statue.

However, he did not choose to back down.

He chose to attack!

"Growned Vajra Fist!"

"King of Great Widows!"

"The King of Vajra!"

Zhang Ling didn't think about it and just punched her two punches.

Now the Grizzly Vajra Fist has become Zhang Ling's trump card weapon.

He injected his true energy into his fists to the greatest extent, and he could often be sixty times the super abnormal force.

In fact, Zhang Ling's rage Vajra Fist has no skills at all. It is purely the brute force of a punch. Just as it was sung in a certain song, I have strength. Now Zhang Ling has some true energy.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Under the impact of the powerful true energy, the explosion continued.

All the red sword statues were severely traumatized and cracks appeared on the surface of the body.

The red sword statue is indeed much stronger than the black sword statue. Although their physical performance does show cracks. However, relying on the magical connection between the seven statues, they quickly recovered. All the cracks were rebuilt.

In other words, these damn Red Sword statues were actually not injured at all.

Ye Qingmei and her female companions couldn't help but worry.

This time, can Zhang Ling successfully eliminate these red sword statues?

Can he end the battle cleanly?

"Swish swish swish swish!"

"Swish swish swish swish!"

Several red long swords stabbed Zhang Ling's side, and the tip of the sword almost touched Zhang Ling's face.

Zhang Ling could feel the bitter coldness brought to him by the red sword blade. This fatal chill almost extends to the depths of his body.

He had to admit that the combat power of these red sword statues was indeed quite powerful. His fists could not knock them down in a short period of time. Their ability to save each other allowed them to recover quickly after being injured.

He could not kill all the red sword statues in the whole group, and they would keep resurrecting each other, and eventually he was busy with work.

Moreover, these damn red sword statues seem to have a little bit of self-learning ability. They seem to be able to make certain judgments based on Zhang Ling's reaction and his actions to improve their attack methods. Soon, their long swords became even more fierce.

In anger, Zhang Ling simply stopped dodging. He stood there savagely, stabbing the long sword of the red sword statue, and letting the red sword blade pierce his body. However, his fist shattered their heads impartially.

"boom!"

"boom!"

He successfully blew their heads.

Seven red sword statues all exploded.

"Shit!"

"Shit!"

The red sword also pierced his body.

Seven red swords all pierced his body.

"careful!"

"Do not to escape!"

Ye Qingmei and others couldn't help but scream.

They all watched the red sword pierce Zhang Ling's body!

For a moment, Ye Qingmei felt a blank space in her mind.

If you are pierced by seven long swords, you will naturally die.

He died like this?

He was killed by the red sword like this?

In order to kill the Red Sword statue, he actually took his life?

She couldn't believe that all this was true. But she couldn't help but believe it. It was all seen by her own eyes!

At the same time, it is possible to survive by being penetrated by seven red swords in one go?

Zhang Ling died silently like this.

"Zi Chao!"

"Zi Chao!"

Xia Chenmo, Xia Chenning and others next to him were also frightened and shouted in a hurry.

"Zi Chao!"

Even Xia Chentai was furious and wanted to come up to protect Zhang Ling and retreat.

Who knew that before they could do anything, they saw Zhang Ling punching out and exploded more red sword statues.

All the red sword statues were broken by him and they died so much that they could not die again.

It is much easier to break the head than to break other body forces.

"Damn it! This Zhang Ling!"

"Has he used another magic method?"

Ye Qingmei and others finally realized that they were worried for nothing.

I don’t know what kind of martial arts he used, but he was not afraid of the red sword blade.

There were so many red swords that pierced Zhang Ling in one stroke, but he had nothing to do. It must be said that this was indeed too strange. It was so strange that everyone present thought they had seen a ghost.

In fact, the technique used by Zhang Ling is not mysterious at all. It is very simple, it is Moro Dance.

He divided his body into small pieces that were invisible to the naked eye. The red sword blade happened to pierce through the middle of the small pieces.
To be continued...