The myth of rebirth of the era of martial arts

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"hateful!"

Full of hatred, Ziyi turned her head and glared at Yang Ling's direction, but there was no hesitation under her feet with heavy hatred, and she didn't dare to neglect or delay in her frantic escape!

The last few swords failed to kill the purple clothed np, and a trace of regret flashed in Yang Ling's heart. However, there was nothing he could do, and he didn't want to get entangled. He just felt that his own strength was still not in an ideal state, otherwise, he would say It was a man in purple, even if there were a few more men in purple, he could kill him with a single sword through the void.How could this guy run away.

"Hmph, jumping beam clown!" [

Seeing the man in purple fleeing in embarrassment, Yang Ling's mood, which had been suppressed all the time, finally turned around at this moment, and he gained a lot. He was even beheaded and killed a man in black. He glanced at the direction in which the man in purple was fleeing, and couldn't help but speak. With a snort, I finally felt much more comfortable.

Looking back, Yang Ling saw that there were five NPCs left around him. Zhongyuan Dianhong was weaker. Although he did not die, he also broke an arm. As they moved, several people smiled wryly, expressing their desire to leave.

Yang Ling thought for a while, but instead of killing them, he agreed with them to leave.

The four of them, including Zhongyuan Yidianhong, bid farewell to Yang Ling, except Li Huai who stayed behind. He looked at Yang Ling's hesitant to speak, and Yang Ling understood what he wanted to say, but he didn't intend to say more to him. , just nodded, "Lin Shiyin, after escaping into the empty door, placed Xiao Li Feidao to leave behind a volume of martial arts. It was after he won the title of the golden list and got the prize. It was given to him by a person in the palace. for

With a move in his heart, Yang Ling waved his hand towards the poisonous mist, and there was a gust of wind blowing away the poisonous mist. Under the vacuum, a gust of fresh air rushed towards him, taking the opportunity to take a breath, Yang Ling looked left and right, and found a few figures not far away. When he took a closer look, as expected, it was the secret agents of the inner city who sent them here and there. They were lying on the ground one by one, looking very embarrassed .

"Hey, boss..."

Hearing the movement, a group of people looked over, their faces were too excited to speak, and their tongues trembled.Seeing that Yang Ling frowned for a while, judging from the poisoning situation on these guys, the poison is too heavy!Is this the poison of the manggu vermilion clam?There is such a powerful poisonous fog...

Yang Ling thought for a while, then walked towards a group of people, ready to rescue them.While carefully checking the surroundings, he walked over after finding that it was quiet. Sure enough, there was no movement around, and he was very surprised. Isn't Manggu Zhuhu here?Just when I had such a thought in my heart, I suddenly heard Jiang Ang, Jiang Ang roaring three times, followed by the sound of boo, boo, boo, and something jumped out of the grass...

Chapter 672, Mang Gu Zhu Clam (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote and monthly pass. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to read.)