Seeing that Xu Ling's expression was wrong, Nangong Jing put down the book and walked to Xu Ling's side, and pulled the corner of his clothes worriedly.

"It's fine. Xu Ling forced a smile and rubbed Nangong Jing's head.

"Xiao Jing, I don't want to read anymore, do you still want to continue reading?" After learning that he was in a sea of blood and hatred, Xu Ling was no longer in the mood to read.

Yang Jiaji's family, Lieyang Wuzun Yang Yan, eight-fingered poison Venerable Liu Qi, I, Xu Ling, will bury it with my own hands, and the murderer will always kill him, you destroy my family, I will slaughter all your seven forces, leaving not a single chicken and dog!

He Xu Ling has never done evil things, but he just adheres to the principle that if people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone, and if people offend me, I will pay back tenfold.

As long as there is a chance, Xu Ling will do it, and for revenge, the Heavenly Nine Fang Void Halberd gave him this opportunity.

"Let's go back. Nangong Jing gently wrote on Xu Ling's palm.

Although some people are reluctant to give up the wonderful plot of "Chasing the Light", and some are nostalgic for the time when they are alone with Xu Ling, Nangong Jing can see that Xu Ling's face is not quite right, and she naturally will not keep it.

Xu Ling nodded and walked out of the library with Nangong Jing.

On the way back, Xu Ling lowered his head and pondered, suddenly knowing that he was carrying such hatred, he was also a little caught off guard.

While planting the seeds of revenge in his heart, Xu Ling also understood that only with strength could he do everything.

Nangong Jingzheng beside him looked at him with some concern, and Xu Ling had been silent since he came out of the library pavilion.

Just as Nangong Jing wanted to ask Xu Ling, a quarrel interrupted her, and it also woke up Xu Ling, who was thinking.

"Han Jianliu, didn't I warn you not to harass Yu'er again?"

"Yan Xian, you get out of the way of Lao Tzu, and don't call her by that disgusting name. Han Jianliu's expression was cold.

The young man named Yan Xian with two followers, one on the left and one on the right, stood in front of Han Jianliu, and behind him was the mansion where the female disciples lived.

"Yo, Han Jian has been getting more and more arrogant recently, is it that I haven't taught you a lesson for too long. Yan Xian raised his eyebrows and said contemptuously, not taking Han Jian in his eyes at all.

"Let me ask you, what's wrong with me not letting you go to see my fiancée? Why do I call my fiancée what does it matter to you? Do you want to snatch love with a knife and be a third party who intervenes?" Yan Xian asked with a puzzled face.

Han Jianliu's eyes flashed coldly when he heard this, and he clenched his fists hard, as if suppressing his anger.

Seeing this, Yan Xian walked up to Han Jianliu with a big grin and looked at him with a sneering face.

"Tut-tut, do you still want to beat me like this?"

Yan Xian said and leaned his face closer: "Come and go to fight here, if you dare to hit me today, I will ......"

Before he finished speaking, Han Jianliu, who couldn't bear it, punched Yan Xian in the face, and he turned three hundred and sixty degrees in the air twice before falling to the ground.

This angry blow wrapped in spiritual power directly knocked Yan Xian's face crooked, and his eyes turned white and he fell to the ground foaming at the mouth.

"Ahh

"Ahem, phew!" Yan Xian relieved himself, opening his mouth to spit out a bloody tooth.

"Han Jianliu, I think you are really bold. Yan Xian looked at Han Jianliu with a fierce look on his face.

As the eldest son of one of the six martial arts families of the Xuanling Empire, he Yan Xian was beaten by Han Jianliu, and the loss of face may make it difficult for him to go out in the future.

"Yan San, Yan Wu, press him to the ground and beat him to death. Yan Xian is bound to let out this evil breath.

Yan San and Yan Wu beside him got the order, and walked towards Han Jianliu with a fierce light in his eyes, their spiritual power was silently emanated, and the strong spiritual power fluctuations were actually two Dao Seed Realms!

Seeing this, Xu Ling, who was watching from the sidelines, set aside a group of disciples who were watching the play, and was about to come forward to save Han Jianliu, when a female voice suddenly sounded.

"Yan Xian, stop it for me!" Hua Kite ran out of the mansion panting.

"Yu'er, don't worry about it, I've been beaten like this, don't teach him a lesson, what else will I Yan Xian take to gain a foothold in Xuanlang Sect. Yan Xian was not moved at all when he saw the arrival of the flower kite.

"Yan Xian, I'll tell you to stop!" Hua Yuanyu shouted angrily when she saw that Han Jianliu was about to be beaten.

Yan Xian's expression gradually became cold when he heard this, and he had no idea of asking the two attendants to stop.

"Hua Yuanyu, please pay attention to your identity, you are the second lady of the Hua family, and you are also my fiancée, and you are actually yelling at me for this waste now?" Yan Xian's voice was cold, and his words made Hua Yuanyu feel cold in his heart.

Although Xu Ling was curious about the story between them, he couldn't watch Han Jianliu being beaten.

"This toothless brother, can you tell your two little brothers to stop?"

Yan Xian's face changed when he heard this, his heart was furious, and he turned his head to look at Xu Ling who was speaking.

"Who are you who dare to bark in front of me?" Yan Xian looked Xu Ling up and down, suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice.

If it weren't for the fear that Xu Ling would have any identity, Yan Xian would have taken action as soon as possible.

"The contemptible surname is Xu, and the single name is a Ling character. Xu Ling narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Could it be Xu Ling, the young sect master who has been rumored to be known as the son of the wind recently?

Yan Xian looked at Xu Ling carefully again, he was wearing the same blue and white slim robe made by the sect, a pair of handsome and extraordinary eyes, and a woman with a veil behind him.

Although most people have never seen Xu Ling because he is at home because of his cultivation, Xu Ling's image has already spread within the sect.

Except for Nangong Jing, who is not followed by Nangong Jing, who is not an ugly monster with a ruined appearance, everything else is the same as the rumors, and the woman behind Xu Ling is still wearing a veil, Yan Xian has a little guess that she is Nangong Jing.

"Originally, it turned out to be the young sect master, I really don't know Mount Tai with my eyes. Yan Xian hurriedly apologized.

His identity as the eldest son of the Yan family is much worse than that of the young sect master of Xu Ling Xuanlang Sect.

With Xu Ling's talent as a nine-rank spiritual root, it was easy for the sect to arrange a few elders from the early stage of the Earth Yuan Realm for him to be his followers.

"Yan San, Yan Wu, don't you want to stop soon?"

Although he was very angry that Xu Ling mocked him for losing his teeth, the identity gap was ahead, and Yan Xian could only stop there.

Yan San, who was about to beat Han Jianliu, was stunned when they heard this, and they looked at Yan Xian with puzzlement in their eyes.

Han Jianliu, who was originally waiting for him, withdrew his spiritual power, and he was a little unsure why, when Han Jianliu saw Xu Ling, he knew it, and then he walked over to this side.

"Thank you, Brother Xu, but in the future, I will solve this kind of thing by myself. Han Jianliu's eyes were respectful, and he hugged Xu Ling with a resolute expression.

Xu Ling looked at the dazzling kite, then looked at Han Jianliu, and nodded at him with a little meaning.

"Yan Xian, the matter has come to this, you and I will fight to the death in the revenge ring today, either you die or I die!" Han Jian then looked at Yan Xian, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Yan Xian was stunned for a moment, he was still depressed, how could Han Jianliu know Xu Ling, a top-level celestial arrogance, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard that Han Jianliu was going to the revenge ring.

Forgetting revenge in the ring, it is Xuanlang Sect to some people with great grievances to carry out a life-and-death duel, once it is confirmed that the battle begins, one side will die, and outsiders are not allowed to interfere.

And Yan Xian now has the eightfold cultivation of Lingwu, how could he lose to Han Jianliu, who is known as a waste material?

Yan Xian was knocked down by Han Jianliu with a punch just now because he was completely defenseless and put his face in front of Han Jianliu.

You must know that Han Jianliu was still forging the foundation sevenfold last year, Yan Xian thinks that he is now forging the foundation ninefold if he breaks through the sky, and even if he gets the adventure, he will only have one or two refinements in the Lingwu Realm at most.

"Okay, Han Jianliu, the gentleman is hard to chase after him!"

Yan Xian was afraid that Han Jianliu would regret it, he felt that if he missed this opportunity, it would be difficult to deal with Han Jianliu with Xu Ling as the backstage in the future.

"Yan Xian, don't blame me for not reminding you, this time is different from the past, if you underestimate me, I'm afraid you will have to pay the price. ”

Han Jianliu saw that Yan Xian looked like he was winning, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile.

"I still underestimate you, just a waste material like you, the same realm will not be my opponent. "Yan Xian is not arrogant, but he has this self-confidence.

After all, Han Jian's image of leaving waste materials has long been ingrained in everyone's impression.

"I won't allow you to go to the revenge ring!"

Han Jianliu and Yan Xian were just about to turn around when they were stopped by Hua Yuanyu, her expression was firm, as if she would not give way no matter what.

"Yu'er, what are you doing here?" Yan Xian asked with a frown, he had already kept Han Jian as a dead man.

Han Jianliu also looked at Hua Yuanyu in puzzlement, he had already made up his mind to win or lose with Yan Xian today.

Han Jianliu wants to prove to Hua Yu and everyone that he is not a waste material, and that a person with an inferior spiritual root can also become a strong person!

Seeing Han Jianliu's gaze, Hua Yuanyu's expression changed for a while, and she gritted her teeth.

"What do you see, do you think I'm here to save you? Han Jianliu, you kind of waste material, what do you use to win Yan Xian, is it embarrassing?"

Hua Yuanyu's merciless words made Han Jianliu clench his fists, and his eyes were full of unyielding.

"Even if you take a hundred steps back, what can you do if you win Yan Xian, he is the eldest son of the Yan family, do you dare to kill him? You are a wild boy with no father and no mother, you have been hoping for something, give up, idiot!"

Hua Yuan shouted loudly with an indifferent expression, giving people a feeling of rejection from thousands of miles away, and these words deeply pierced Han Jianliu's heart.

The phrase "a wild boy without a father and a mother" almost made Han Jianliu lose his mind, and the reaction was that it came out of Hua Kite's mouth, and he only had sorrow and pain in his heart.

"Kite, I really can't compare to a behemoth like the Yan family now, but one day I will prove it to you. ”

After Han Jianliu finished speaking, he took a deep breath and turned around to leave.

"Eh, Han Jian left you don't leave!" Yan Xian couldn't help but be anxious, but no one paid attention to him at all.

"Han Jianliu, what proof do you have?" Hua Yuanyu looked at Han Jianliu's back, with unbearability in her eyes.

"Just rely on me, Han Jian left three words!"

As soon as these words came out, Hua Yuanyu was deafening for a while, and her gaze at Han Jianliu's back became trance.