Chapter 47: Recovering Memories Part I

"Is that you?" Guan Lingzi looked at the strange disciple in front of him with his teeth, his eyes filled with a strong killing intent. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info It was also at this moment that Qiu Qiou, who was in Guan Ling's arms, finally spoke, his expression was slightly reluctant, and his voice trembled slightly, "Teacher... Master, he. . . He is.. It's Qi Hao. Of course... Elder brother... Brother"

As soon as Qiu Qiou's words came out, Guan Ling's brows furrowed suddenly, and most of the people in the sect knew that Qi Haoran had an elder brother who lived under the foot of the Tianmen Sect, and was an ordinary mortal. But at this time, he was wearing the clothes of this Heavenly Sect, and arrived at Siguo Cliff safely without anyone discovering it, if it wasn't for the inner response of the door, how could this person be so easy to enter the realm of no one? Thinking of this, Guan Ling once again thought that Qi Haoran's brother had been secretly instructed by Guan Yu to come here and destroy Qiu Qiou's dantian. But what made Guan Ling feel incredible was that this mortal in front of him could actually defeat a powerful early stage cultivator, which was really incredible.

"No matter how good the martial arts are, it is impossible for a monk to be an opponent who has stepped into the threshold of cultivation, could it be that Guan Yu gave this guy some magic weapon?" Guan Ling was puzzled, but at this moment, how could he be able to ponder? When he thought that Qiu Heng knew that his grandson had destroyed his dantian not long after, he had a big head.

Looking at the fearless young man in front of him, Guan Ling didn't want to talk to him anymore, after all, he thought that the mastermind behind this matter was Guan Yu, and this person was just a pawn with no blood but no brains.

"Since you are so fearless, then the old man will send you to see Hades!" After speaking, Guan Ling rushed straight towards He Ming like lightning.

People's reflexes have become more agile with the improvement of cultivation, and He Ming, who was once in the middle of the Yuan Infant, has already undergone a qualitative transformation of the central nervous system, although he has not cultivated, but when he is ready at this moment, the distance is far away, and with the upper-level martial arts ghost shadow maze step, he actually dodged Guan Ling's terrifying speed attack in an instant.

"Huh?" Seeing the young man who was close at hand slipping away from his claw heart like a ghost, Guan Ling couldn't help but have questions, and secretly asked himself, "Is this person really a mortal?" As he spoke, a True Yuan had already touched He Ming's body, "Without True Yuan fluctuations, he is indeed a mortal, but how could he escape me so fast?" All kinds of questions puzzled Guan Ling, but he didn't think about it anymore, and a deep voice sounded, "Certain!" ā€

The true yuan, which was already swimming on He Ming's body, was urged by Guan Ling, and immediately turned into an indestructible invisible chain, binding He Ming, who had fled to the side, so strong that he could not move.

And He Ming, who was bound by this invisible bondage, was still not panicked, because when he saw Guan Ling coming, he was ready to die, and after finding that he couldn't move, He Ming just snorted coldly, and then looked directly at Guan Ling, his eyes were cold, and he didn't say a word.

"You have a lot of backbone, but today you will definitely die." Guan Ling slowly floated in front of He Ming, looked at him and said, then raised his right hand, a stream of true yuan gathered in his palm, just wanted to shoot it, Guan Ling paused in mid-air again, and then a voice suddenly sounded in He Ming's mind, "I'm sorry about your brother's matter, but you ruined Qiu Heng's grandson's dantian, if I don't kill you today, I can't escape the blame." Although Guan Ling is usually self-centered and has a very strong egoism, who knows that he still retains a kindness in his heart.

Guan Ling slowly closed his eyes, sighed slightly, and after finishing his words, the palm that stopped in mid-air finally slapped down at this time, hitting He Ming's Heavenly Spirit Cover hard.

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