Chapter 10 We are chickens to kill monkeys

is also a congenital warrior, but the two people in the ring really give people a completely different feeling. A 70 or 80-year-old and a teenager, even a fool, know that the latter's gold content is much higher than that of the previous one.

"Is he a congenital martial artist?" Ling Tian looked at Qin Bing on the field with a shocked face. He knew in advance that Qin Bing's strength was stronger than him, and even guessed that he might be an acquired limit warrior, but the innate warrior was still beyond his surprise!

"Brother, with Mr. Qin's action, we may not lose this time!" Shocked, Ling Ao said excitedly.

"Yes, yes, with Mr. Qin, we may not lose this fight!" Ling Tian was also excited. The previous moment was still extremely desperate, but at this moment, a trace of confidence rose in his heart.

"Predecessor Qin turned out to be a congenital martial artist!" Ling Feng was also shocked and inexplicably. He was the first person in the Ling family to come into contact with Qin Bing. Although at that time, when he saw Qin Bing kill Tang Xu, he guessed that Qin Bing's strength was stronger than Ling Tian. But it was not until now that he realized that Qin Bing was far more powerful than he imagined.

"The boy is indeed an innate warrior!" Zipao's face has not changed much. He sneered and said, "Even if you are a congenital warrior, I will let you know that even a congenital warrior has a gap!"

"Running thunder and stepping on the moon!" The old man in purple robe shook his body and turned into a dark shadow to sweep Qin Bing. The long sword in his hand was pulled, and suddenly a sword light shot out, piercing the air like lightning, and instantly appeared in front of Qin Bing.

"Hmm!" With a cold hum, Qin Bing retreated quickly, and the long gun in his hand shook, and suddenly turned into a white light to meet the burst of sword light.

"Ding!" Only a crisp sound of gold and iron was heard, and the sword light dissipated in an instant.

"This boy really has some ability. No wonder he can practice so much at such an age!" Seeing that Qin Bing blocked his attack, the old man in purple robe looked as usual, and his feet were connected. His body rushed out quickly. The sword in his hand turned into a sword shadow and enveloped Qin Bing.

Looking at the sword shadow, Qin Bing was not in a hurry. The long gun in his hand shook and instantly turned into a white shadow to meet the sword shadow. Suddenly, there was a sound of gold and iron fighting in the air. Every time it hit, the shadow of the sword dissipated until the last crisp sound came out, and the shadow of the sword completely turned into a golden light and stabbed Qin Bing.

Feeling the attack of the sword, Qin Bing's long gun in his hand hit the horizontal gear, blocked the attack of the old man in purple robe, shook his body and retreated quickly.

"Ky, I'd like to see how long you can hold on!" Seeing that Qin Bing did not touch him, the old man in purple robe couldn't help smiling coldly and chased Qin Bing with a flash of his body.

"Jiang is still old and spicy!" Looking at Qin Bing, who was completely suppressed in the ring, the warriors in the square couldn't help sighing. Even if it is a congenital warrior, there is still a difference between strength and weakness!

"Brother, Mr. Qin seems to be at a loss. I'm afraid that it won't be long before Mr. Qin will lose!" Ling Ba looked at the battle on the field and suddenly became anxious.

"Now the only thing you and I can do is to wait!" Ling Tian naturally noticed the battle above the ring, frowned and immediately sighed.

Even Qin Bing, who is also an innate warrior, was suppressed by the old man in purple robe, and the rest of the Ling family is no match for the old man in purple robe. At this time, there is no better way for the Ling family to wait for the result. After all, they can't intervene in the current battle.

"Why do I feel something wrong when that boy is at a bad time?" Unlike other acquired martial artists, Ao Yu, a congenital martial artist, stared at the retreating teenager in the ring, but frowned.

"What the hell is it?" Looking at the teenager who was still fleeing from the ring, Ao Yu frowned deeper.

"A gas machine!" Suddenly, Ao Yu stared at the eyes of the young man in green, and he finally realized that something was wrong. It is the weakening atmosphere on Qin Bing.

It is reasonable to say that the opportunity for such a embarrassed warrior to decline and disorder, but Qin Bing's air machine on the ring is constantly declining, but there is no disorder. It seems that the development of the battle is in his expectation! He did it deliberately.

"What does he want to do on purpose?" Looking at Qin Bing, a trace of shock suddenly flashed in Ao Yu's deep eyes, "Is it..."

"The boy helped the Ling family against my Xu family. Next year's day will be your death anniversary!" The old man in purple robe laughed wildly, "Chasing stars and chasing the moon!"

Before the voice fell, his body shook, and a black shadow shot at Qin Bing. The long sword in his hand suddenly became as dazzling as a starlight, instantly cutting through the sky and appeared in front of Qin Bing.

"It's over!" Feeling the attack of the long sword, Qin Bing raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and her feet suddenly stepped on the ground, turning into a shadow to meet the old man in purple robe. The long gun in his hand turned into a white light and burst out.

"What's the matter? How can this boy launch such a powerful attack!" Feeling the power of Qin Bing's attack, the purple-robed old man's face suddenly changed greatly. He wanted to kill Qin Bing, but now he had no room to avoid Qin Bing's attack.

"Wat me to kill!" Feeling the terrible power in the white light, the old man in purple robe smiled ferociously, "Then die together!" The hand holding the sword suddenly increased some strength and met Qin Bing's attack regardless of defense.

"You don't deserve it!" With a cold smile, Qin Bing's hand violently bombarded the chest of the old man in purple robe, and the terrible force flew out with the unwilling old man in purple robe and hit him heavily in front of the Xu family warrior.

From Qin Bing's action to the old man in purple robe being bombarded, it was only a breath before and after a breath. The martial artist came to his senses in public, but he had already seen that there was only the green-shirted teenager left on the ring.

"Did the teenager win?" Looking at the young man in blue on the ring, the warriors in the square were collectively petrified in an instant. The moment before, he was pressed and beaten by the old man in purple robe, but now it was a blow to blow the old man away. The contrast between the front and back was so great that everyone couldn't recover for a while.

"This boy is really a decisive person. I'm afraid that the previous weakness is waiting for this opportunity to kill with one blow!" Looking at the not burly figure above the ring, a trace of fear flashed in Ao Yu's eyes.

He had previously seen that Qin Bing deliberately hid his clumsy, and he also wanted to take action, but finally gave up. At this moment, he was also secretly glad that he was not a leader. Qin Bing's blow, even he is also not sure to take it.

"Second uncle!" Among the stunned martial artists of the Xu family, Xu Hu was the first to react, exclaimed, and quickly rushed to the position where the purple robe man fell.

And Xu Hu's exclamation also attracted the attention of the warriors. Although the innate warriors have confirmed the victory of the Ling family, the warriors are more concerned about what happened to the innate warriors of the Xu family? Death? Or seriously injured?

"I'm afraid the one of the Xu family is finished!" Ao Yu looked at the depressed people of the Xu family and shook his head in his heart. Even he was not sure about the next blow. The strength of the Xu family's warriors was not as good as that of him. How could he take this blow when Qin Bing suddenly broke out?

"The innate warrior of the Xu family is dead!" Sure enough, before Xu's family could speak out, those warriors around the Xu family immediately conveyed the news.

Suddenly, the martial artists on the square looked at Qin Bing with more and more respect and worship. It is already difficult to defeat the innate warriors. Killing the innate warriors undoubtedly makes people realize the horror of this teenager more deeply!

"The innate warrior of the Xu family died, and we won?" Ling Tian, who was still in shock, muttered.

"We won, brother, we won!" The injured bully blushed and said excitedly.

"Brother, we won, we won!" Ling Ao hugged his eldest brother and said excitedly.

Win! The two simple words are extremely heavy for the Ling family. Since the seven mysterious sword formula has been lost for hundreds of years, the Ling family has been constantly declining in these hundreds of years. Although there was still a victory in the fight, the victory was extremely difficult. That time it was not accumulated with the blood of the Ling family. And this time, in the face of the Xu family, a congenital warrior, the Ling family won. In addition to the injury of Ling Ba, the Ling family undoubtedly lost victory!

"The Ling family won!" Looking at the direction of the Ling family, Shen Yu frowned and sighed, "The Ling family is worthy of being a family inherited by Yuzhou for hundreds of years. Even at the end of the mountain, it can still turn over!"

"Master, what should we do next?" The old man beside Shen Yu looked at the teenager in the ring, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes and said in a low voice.

" Shen Feng, what do you think?" Shen Yu did not answer the old man's words immediately. Instead, she looked at Shen Feng, the family's first think tank, hoping to hear some useful opinions from his mouth.

"The Xu family is over!" Shen Feng sighed after meditating for a moment.

The people of the Shen family were slightly stunned when they heard the words, and immediately understood that there was a trace of fear in Qin Bing's eyes. From Qin Bing's attack on the innate warrior of the Xu family, everyone naturally saw that Qin Bing's previous battle was deliberately hiding his shortcomings. What was the purpose of doing this? Naturally, the people present naturally understood it in a blink of an eye.

"The Ling family has such a strong helper. I'm afraid that no other forces in Yuzhou dare to take action against the Ling family, so we have to make friends with the Ling family at all costs. Anyway, there is no conflict of interest between us and the Ling family. Both sides can cooperate. Shen Feng continued.

Qin Bing's killing of the Xu family's innate warriors is undoubtedly a reminder to various families in Yuzhou. Even if your family has innate warriors, they can still kill them. With such a deterrent, even if Qin Bing left in the future, other families would not dare to take action against the Ling family casually. Thinking about Qin Bing's age, a teenage innate martial artist, his future achievements are unlimited. If everyone wants to move the Ling family, they have to weigh their own strength first!

"As Shen Feng said!" Without a moment of hesitation, Shen Yu made a decision at the first time.

"Let's go and immediately inform Haoer to leave Yuzhou and go to the surrounding small countries, hiding their names! Don't think about revenge!" Xu Hu looked at the blue-shirted teenager in the ring and took a deep breath and quickly said to the old man around him.

"Master, do you mean to give up Yuzhou's industry?" The old man beside him couldn't help but be shocked when he heard the words.

"It's not to give up, but that we don't have the ability to keep it. Our Xu family is a chicken. If we want to kill the monkey, maybe tomorrow, the Xu family will live up to it!" Xu Hu shook his head with a wry smile and said lonelyly.

Being able to become the head of the family, Xu Hu's IQ is naturally not low. After knowing the death of his second uncle, Xu Hu understood Qin Bin's intention and knew that the Xu family was over.