5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 162
"Pfft."

Four palms broke and fell to the ground, spilling a large amount of blood.

There is a trace of gold in the blood of the god transformation stage, which looks holy and noble.

The four ancestor killers hiding in the dark let out a muffled snort at the same time.

They are real bodies, with one palm cut off, they will not be able to recover in a short time.

"A sword cut off our palms at the same time, this!"

They were all shocked, the opponent was just an ordinary person with little cultivation, at most he had a tougher body.

"The ancestor killer in the transformation stage, the avatar was destroyed, and the palm of the real body was cut off!"

The killers who were captured in the killer camp surrounded and killed the members of the killer camp, while watching the battle in Jiangling in shock.

"That's him, that invincible Jiangling is back." Mo Youlan clenched her fists tightly, her eyes sparkling.

When everyone was shocked, a wretched figure secretly picked up the palm that fell on the ground while everyone was not paying attention.

"This group of idiots watch the excitement at critical moments, and don't know how to pick up the loopholes." Yuan Tiangang looked secretly happy.

This is the palm of the god transformation stage, it's a profit!Jiang Ling, you are not only my precious apprentice's true son, but also my old Yuan's true son.

"It's the God-killing sword, its ferocity has been fully activated."

Soon, several ancestor killers reacted, and their gazes on the bronze sword became even hotter.

An ordinary person can injure the God Transformation Stage with a Sword of Killing God, but what if the God Transformation Stage holds the sword?

Thinking of this, the eyes of the four were full of greed.

Great changes are about to take place in the world. As long as you hold the Sword of Killing God, the Killer Battalion will become the strongest force and lead the world's sects.

"Leave the God-killing sword behind."

Four loud voices sounded at the same time. In order to regain the Excalibur, the four ancestor killers joined hands to cover Jiangling.

The Killer Camp was established a long time ago by several powerful killers, and most of the members were also killers. These four god-turning stages were all the strongest and brightest killers in their era.

After endless years of precipitation, the ability of the four ancestor killers to conceal their aura has reached the extreme. With the help of the spiritual weapon that conceals the aura, they can barely show their real bodies like the ancestors of the Wanxiangmen.

Jiang Ling held the hilt of the sword with both hands, stood leaning on the sword, and calmly faced the ancestors of the four great killers.

Quietly, a sword tip emerged from behind Jiang Ling, and took the back of his head.

It was the ancestor of a killer who made a move, and all the power was converged on the tip of the sword, showing the art of killing to the extreme.

Faced with this decisive blow, Jiang Ling moved according to his heart, turned his wrist over the bronze sword, and drew a magical trajectory on the sword, which unexpectedly hit the opponent's sword point.

With a sound of "ding", the two collided, Jiang Ling only took a step back, but the ancestor of the assassin who shot was thrown flying, and was crushed by the bronze sword.

"I don't have any cultivation at all, and my sword energy hasn't vented, how did it shock me back?"

The killer patriarch was filled with shock, he didn't forget to hide his body despite being shocked, and immediately disappeared from Jiang Ling's sight.

Jiang Ling held the bronze sword in his hand, as if he was integrated with it, and he could sense where there was danger and where there was murderous intent without spiritual knowledge.

"Clang clang clang."

He simply closed his eyes, and a bronze sword whizzed in his hand as if it had come to life, repelling the attacks of the 4 ancestors of killers.

No matter how they used their assassination skills, Jiang Ling could block them in advance.

The more the four fought, the more frightened they became. It's unbelievable that the four of them in the stage of transformation all used assassination methods, and they were all blocked.

"boom!"

The four of them gradually couldn't bear it any longer, and the aura in their bodies soared rapidly, and soon reached the critical point of the Nascent Soul stage, and if they soared higher, they would reach the stage of transforming gods, incurring the punishment of heaven.

Fight.

They exchanged opinions with each other, and their strength grew to the stage of transforming gods.

At the same time, the robbery cloud in the sky rained thunder and blasted at the four killer ancestors at the same time.

The 4 people forcibly blocked the sky thunder, and jointly cast 4 fields to press down on Jiangling.

The terrifying power sent out bursts of thunder in the sweeping room.

But Jiang Ling was not afraid, he opened his eyes suddenly, a dazzling bronze light radiated from his body, and a powerful aura erupted violently.

This is the power of the bronze sword itself, which was vented by Jiang Ling to his heart's content.

In the gaze of everyone on the scene, the two forces collided violently, different lights ebbed and flowed, and there was a frantic stalemate. "Go to hell!" The four ancestors of killers took out their daggers out of thin air, and took advantage of the energy collision to attack Jiangling, without giving him a chance to breathe.

"You want to kill me with this ability? You are still far behind."

Jiang Ling didn't even use the Blood Demon God, the long sword in his hand swung across, swaying with blue light, and violently fought with them.

The speed of the sword was very fast, both sides were heading for the death spot, and the swords collided with dense golden sounds.

"Boom bang bang."

With one against four, Jiang Ling turned into a god of war under the blessing of the bronze sword. Every swing of the sword can bring out a large bright light.

The power of the bronze sword was released everywhere, and the four killer ancestors were defeated steadily.

The fighting on the islands in the South China Sea alarmed countless forces.

But all the masters sensed the energy fluctuations from the South China Sea, and immediately sent people to investigate.

The times are developing, technology and martial arts are perfectly combined, and satellites can also come in handy.

Satellites were requisitioned to conduct a search and successfully photographed the situation on the island.

Once the video of the battle on the island was spread, it immediately caused huge turmoil.

"This seems to be the killer camp. It is a mysterious and powerful killer force. Someone dares to provoke the killer camp."

"A person who doesn't even have a cultivation base, dares to go to other people's lair to cause trouble, is really courting death."

"That person looks so familiar, I remembered, it was No.1 in the world, Jiangling!"

The forces that received the video were all discussing, only a very few people recognized Jiang Ling, and many new forces only thought that Jiang Ling was an idiot without cultivation.

……

And when Jiangling was fighting with the four killer ancestors, on a certain island in the South China Sea, a powerful aura gradually recovered.

"Is it him? It's been more than 500 years, and he's still alive?"

After a simple sentence of doubt, the owner of the voice fell silent again.

……

Under the secret attention of various forces, Jiang Ling singled out the four killer ancestors with one sword, killing them with scars all over their bodies.

During the 4 stages of transforming into gods, they had to resist the thunder of heaven and withstand the attack of Jiangling.

But Jiang Ling's fight was getting better and better, and his sword became more violent than the sword.

"Your physical fitness is very strong. After we kill you, we can refine you into a puppet."

A gray-haired middle-aged man spoke coldly, looking at Jiang Ling with greed.

He didn't believe that Jiang Ling could really defeat them. It was all because of the blessing of the Sword of Killing God. It is estimated that the power of the blessing will fade away soon.

When the time comes, won't that kid let them slaughter him?

"just you?"

Jiang Ling's face was indifferent, he took a step forward, his speed increased sharply, and he was in front of him in an instant.

The gray-haired middle-aged man had just been bombarded by a thunderbolt, and his body froze for a moment before he could react.

Jiang Ling locked his neck, exerted all his strength, and with the power of the bronze sword, he savagely twisted his neck.

Immediately, the man fell to the ground with his eyes wide open, but he was not dead yet. At the stage of transformation, as long as his head was not chopped off, he could recover quickly.

"Bold!" The other three spirit transformation stages rushed over at the same time while shouting.

"Don't worry, come one by one, I'll kill him first, and then you all." Jiang Ling kicked out with three legs one after another, kicking the three of them away one after another.

His power is still skyrocketing, but the power of those 4 transformation stages has begun to decline. If they can't kill Jiang Ling in a short time, then it's time for Jiang Ling to fight back.

"Try me if you dare to touch me." The gray-haired middle-aged man fell to the ground, his neck recovering rapidly.

"I said before, if you want to kill someone who transforms into a god to add to the fun, you are the only one."

Jiang Ling smiled slightly, raised the bronze sword, and ran away with murderous intent.

At this moment, an ethereal voice resounded through the world: "Stop."

The moment the sound sounded, an invisible sound wave turned into an attack wave and slapped Jiang Ling.

The moment they heard this voice, the ancestors of the three major killers all knelt on one knee, their faces full of respect and fear.

This is the leader behind the killer battalion, and also the No.1 in today's world, honored as the God of Killing by all major forces.

"No matter who you are, you can't stop me."

Jiang Ling didn't give that person face, he raised his knife and dropped it.

"No!" A terrified scream came from the middle-aged population.

Immediately afterwards, his cry stopped abruptly, his head was pierced by a sword, and his soul was pierced.

In the stage of transforming gods, he fell on the spot.

"You are so courageous," the violent murderous intent swept across like waves, "Do you know who I am?"

Jiang Ling didn't change his face: "Then do you know who I am?"

(End of this chapter)