Chapter 39 Promotion in Battle

Thirteen big men rushed to Ling Li with an iron axe. Ling Li smiled slightly, raised his long sword with broken snow, and then held a blue sword flower in the air. The next moment, it turned into a streamer and swept away towards the nearest big man. There have been three battles with many enemies, including the corpse of the ghost ship. Although there are many enemies in front of him, they are all axes with axes. For this speed perverted swordsman, as long as he is a little careful, it is not too dangerous.

Although the level of Ling Li with 90 potential is level 4, its real combat effectiveness is probably not even comparable to that of ordinary level 7 swordsmen. Especially after the baptism of this distant sea, Ling Wei felt that he had faintly reached the peak of the fourth level. As long as there was a slight stimulation of cultivation or battle, he could break through to the fifth level in one fell swoop. Moreover, Ling Li, who is at the peak of the fourth level of the swordsman, is naturally much stronger than when he was promoted to the fourth level. The level of the axe in front of him is no more than three levels.

However, the thirteen men who twisted into a rope are not mud. When these men share the same hatred for their own survival, their combat effectiveness is no longer simply added.

"Drink!" Ling Li saw that the axe in front of him suddenly became tacit. Three axes with wide iron axes jumped high. The iron axe aimed at Ling Li's head and chopped it. At the same time, the six axes behind Ling Li split forward.

Ling Wei was about to dodge forward, but there were four axes left to block the way. Thirteen big men attacked back and forth and surrounded Ling Li like an iron barrel.

Ling was attacked on three sides, and Ling Wei was obviously not very good. I had to climb on my feet and dodge to the left front. The broken snow sword was obliquely handed out in the air. The tip of the sword touched the skin of the approaching man, and Ling Li gently pulled the man open a 20-centimeter-long opening. The big man was so painful that he covered his wound and fell to the ground.

Ling took the opportunity to roll on the ground and lightly dodged the attack of other axes. Ling Li stood up, and on the broken snow sword, a red blood flowed down with the blood tank on the sword.

In a blink of an eye, another companion was damaged, which was a big blow to the big men. The big men regretted flirting with the beautiful thief woman with their beards. But there is no medicine for regret in the world, and the big men can only fight with the swordsmen in front of them. What humiliates the big men is that the teenager in front of them doesn't look like a senior swordsman.

Ling can't see the psychological activities of the big men. Seeing that the twelve big men surrounded him again, the light blue sensitive power slowly moved up in the meridians. At the same time, the wind element energy in the air seems to be attracted by some force. The light blue wind energy is immersed in the body surface, and a small part is absorbed by the skin, and more is rebounded into the air. The fluorescent blue light flashed on Ling Wei's body.

As the sensitive power in the meridians of wind energy becomes more and more full, the capillaries in the body are stretched, and the cells of the body are like hungry and thirsty babies, greedily absorbing the sensitive power in the meridians. Ling's body is gradually strengthening.

"This guy! Unexpectedly, he wanted to advance and killed him. A big man shouted.

Surrounded by a circle of big men, they quickly leaned towards Ling Li, and the encirclement narrowed rapidly. Twelve tomahawks were split towards Ling Li in different directions.

With a "gong" sound, the "broken" sword was pulled out from behind.

Ling Li shouted, his left hand broke the snow, and his right hand was "broken", and jumped high regardless of the possible danger in the promotion.

The blow of the big men was cut down again. The big men raised their heads and looked at the swordsmen who jumped vertically. The tomahawks were raised, ready to give a fatal blow when they fell.

Ling's lingering body with light blue light turned over a head in the air, opened his arms, and his head was facing down. The two long swords crossed down in 120 degrees, like a top, spinning rapidly. Two three-foot long swords, blue light emerges, touching the skin, blood splashing! The five big men stepped back a few steps and looked at the blood gushing from his chest, and then his feet softened and fell to the ground with wounds.

"Crynorous." Suddenly, there was a spark, which was the sound of the collision between the broken snow sword and the tomahawk.

And where the sword passed, the tomahawk was stirred and shattered. It fell on the iron-inlaid floor and made a "dong" sound.

"Ding." The long sword of broken snow was on the iron floor, and Ling Li's arm curved, taking advantage of the power of rebound and swirling up again. Two three-foot swords lingering with the power of blue sensitivity still cross ten or twenty degrees. Two swords, as the body rotates, a blue conical gyro shrouded down. The remaining seven axes only felt a chill on their chest, and then the hot pain passed into the brain nerves. Bloody training ejaculated from the big man's chest.

Ling Li, light landing. This series of gorgeous tricks is completed between lightning and lightning. It seems that it is completely unaffected by gravity. Ling Li took a sword flower with his broken sword in his left hand and inserted it back.

Twelve big men are not dead. It's just that he was seriously injured and has no fighting power at all. Ling Li did not intend to kill them all. These people just obeyed the orders of beards and heavy makeup women, at most.

"Disappear immediately within a minute." Ling Wei said coldly, and his body was straight. A stream of blood flowed down from the broken snow sword.

The big man struggled to support himself and fled in confusion. Such a complete failure has made them unqualified to say one more word. Moreover, the tricks just used by the swordsman are extremely strange and completely beyond the understanding of ordinary people. The big men accelerated their pace, covered their wounds, and stumbled into the crowd for fear that the swordsmen behind them would change their minds.

"Ling's body, the blue light suddenly soared, and a strange tornado wind rose from Ling's body out of thin air. Feeling the reborn changes in his body, the corners of Ling Li's mouth rose slightly and advanced!

There was an uproar in the hall. With the strength of one person, he broke through 14 axes. Many people have seen such a battle for the first time. Moreover, this perverted swordsman can even advance while fighting. Isn't he afraid of going crazy? In the passenger ship hall, the passengers whispered to each other. I couldn't help looking at Ling Li in awe.

"Big boss, you are so majestic!" When Chen Daniel bought lunch for everyone at the counter, he found the conflict here. At first, he was a little gloating as he watched the blonde arrows surrounded by a group of big men. When Ling Li walked into the regiment, he found that he was in the wrong line.

"Brother!" Ling Wei also came over with Qin Si and Chen's two daughters.

Ling used cloth to wipe away the blood stains on the broken snow sword. With a flash of white light, the snow will be included in the ring. Ling Wei raised his hand, brushed Ling Hui's long curly hair lovingly, and joked, "Why don't you see Huier's broken light magic this time?"

Ling Hui smiled and said, "Brother, you are so powerful. Do you still need Huier's help? Just cheer for your brother."

Qin Si, a girl in red shirt, stared at Ling Wei, and her eyes were shining. She was the first to see Ling Wei fighting. How handsome!