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Zishan was at least a high-grade spirit rank magic treasure. Lin Xiao's physique definitely wasn't inferior to a mortal rank magic treasure. Even a low-grade spirit rank magic treasure could only barely contend against it.

But now, he was being suppressed by Zishan and was unable to move. Wu Ling grinned as he stepped forward and kicked Lin Xiao's lower abdomen.

Lin Xiao roared as he steadied himself. He had only taken a few steps back, but the pain in his lower abdomen was unbearable. He couldn't fall down, because once he fell down, the result would be his own flesh and blood.

Wu Ling was surprised when he saw this. He did not expect Lin Xiao to be able to withstand a few kicks.

"You have some ability. Let's see how long you can last." Wu Ling made a gesture with his hands. The minions around him stepped forward and began to punch and kick Lin Xiao, but he didn't allow any of them to use magical weapons or weapons.

Soon, Lin Xiao's entire body swelled up, even his head swelled up. Wu Ling looked at Lin Xiao and laughed, treating him like a clown.

"I'll give you one more chance. Hand over the Ice Spirit Ice Snow Spirit Milk and the enormous sword, and I'll spare your life."

Wu Ling showed a pitiful expression, as if he was giving alms to Lin Xiao.

"Bah!" As Wu Ling approached, Lin Xiao suddenly spat on his face. With a flash, all that was left was a ball of fire that was crushed by Zishan.

Lin Xiao herself was already more than ten meters away, frantically escaping.

Zishan had the ability to suppress spirit essence. Thus, he worked hard to release spirit essence. Otherwise, who would be willing to be beaten into a pig's head?

Wu Ling's reaction was fast. After wiping away his saliva, he withdrew his purple mountain and chased after Lin Xiao. His expression was extremely gloomy, but he did not curse out loud.

The small fry also followed behind Wu Ling, some angry and some apprehensive. They were angry because Lin Xiao had insulted their leader in front of them, while the others were apprehensive because they were afraid that Wu Ling would punish them.

Wu Ling and the rest were getting closer and closer to Lin Xiao. After all, Lin Xiao was carrying a Dragon Core on his back, and he couldn't use the God King's Sword to travel.

At first, he was worried that Wu Ling would expose him, but when he saw that Wu Ling and the others just silently followed behind him, he understood that Wu Ling wanted to keep his possessions to himself and didn't want to attract powerful warriors.

Lin Xiao, Wu Ling, and the others flew past the jungle and the mountains one after the other. They passed by a lot of people, and when the onlookers saw Wu Ling, they lost their interest in him.

Of course, Wu Ling knew Lin Xiao's thoughts. He wanted to attract other contestants to hinder him without revealing his identity.

"If you continue running, I'll make your name move the Demon Burying Valley. At that time, you will probably be split up by a group of wolves and if you fall into my hands, you might not even die."

As Wu Ling's voice transmitted into Lin Xiao's ears, she continued to flee as if she didn't hear him. He definitely wouldn't hand over the Ice Spirit Flame to the greatsword. He had promised Mu Qi that he would definitely bring the Ice Spirit Flame back, and the greatsword was Lin Jian.

"You have guts!"

Wu Ling's face darkened again, but he still didn't say anything and continued to chase.

Lin Xiao turned his head to take a look. At this time, Wu Ling was getting closer and closer to him.

A purple sword light swept out. Lin Xiao was alarmed, but it was already too late to dodge. Carrying the Dragon Core on his back caused his movements to be much slower.

Lin Xiao was swept aside by the sword light and fell to the ground. The pill dragon essence behind him was able to block this attack for him. With its muffled groan, it was clear that he had been injured.

At this time, they were surrounded by Wu Ling on top of a mountain slope.

Looking at the people of Wu Ling approaching, Lin Xiao had already mentally prepared himself for a fierce battle. His body ignited with a eerie fire, giving him an extraordinary reputation.

"Resisting stubbornly."

After being humiliated a few times by Lin Xiao, Wu Ling felt embarrassed. When had he ever been humiliated like this? After knowing that his great-grandfather was one of the eight great warlords, who wouldn't try to curry favor with him? Even the eight demons wouldn't lower themselves to his level.

However, this recently famous Lin Xiao had repeatedly insulted him, not even putting him in his eyes. This caused him to be filled with anger.

"Hit him for me, cripple him."

The venomous words of Wu Ling also made Lin Xiao's heart turn cold. If he killed Wu Ling, wouldn't that be considered killing? After all, Wu Ling was not a human in his eyes.

No, Wu Ling was not a human, it was a demon.

Lin Xiao suddenly felt relieved. Even though he was surrounded by people, he still attacked Wu Ling first.

No one expected that Lin Xiao would take the initiative to attack in such a situation. Wu Ling was also stunned for a moment, so Lin Xiao's punch landed squarely on Wu Ling's face.

Wu Ling's body was sent flying backward and crashed into the ground, stirring up a large amount of dust.

Two of the lackeys were middle stage dark stage masters. They reacted quickly and rushed behind Lin Xiao in an attempt to capture him. However, Lin Xiao teleported in front of Wu Ling again.

His head still hadn't recovered from the swelling. He would have let himself down if he had just punched Wu Ling.

While the majority of the people were still stunned, Lin Xiao used the God King's sword to strike at the top of Wu Ling's head. The latter thought that Lin Xiao wanted to kill him, and hurriedly crossed her arms in front of her head in a desperate struggle.

How would Lin Xiao dare to kill Wu Ling? His identity as a great-grandfather was already there, even if he had a hundred guts he wouldn't dare to do so. He only wanted to knock out Wu Ling and use him as a hostage to escape.

However, Wu Ling reacted quickly and used his arms to block the attack.

With the crisp sound of bones breaking, Wu Ling's hand bone was forcibly smashed apart by the Divine King Sword.

Wu Ling let out a blood-curdling screech. During this period of time, Wu Ling's two intermediate Xuan class subordinates had already rushed over and kicked Lin Xiao flying. One of them pulled Wu Ling while the other attacked Lin Xiao.

Lin Xiao did not fear him. He could already tell that Wu Ling was a good-for-nothing. Besides his powerful magical equipment, he could not threaten him with his power.

The only problem was that his two middle Xuan level henchmen had already reached the middle Xuan level. Even if there was only one of them, they were still inextricably fighting with Lin Xiao.

Lin Xiao did not dare to continue fighting because he was afraid that he would attract even more people who would expose their identities and become public enemies. It had to be known that right now, he was extremely popular, so everyone wanted to take a bite out of him.

"Eternity!"

The God King Sword emitted a dark purple light. As Lin Xiao waved it, it swept out a sword light. What was strange was that the sword light became larger and larger, emitting a thick aura of danger.

The face of the mid-Xuan class underling suddenly changed. He summoned a tree sapling and slapped it against his feet. The sapling immediately grew vigorously, and a few thick trees formed a barrier as it collided with the sword beam.

"Pfft!"

The tree was cut in half, but the sword light was blocked as well. Because the magical equipment was damaged, the small fry's connection with the magical equipment was cut off and suffered a backlash, causing him to vomit blood.

While he's sick, take his life.

Lin Xiao grasped the Divine King's sword and rushed towards this lackey. Just as he was about to slash down, he suddenly heard a sonic boom from the distance, causing his limbs to go numb and he almost fainted.