Chapter Eighty-Seven: Mercy

Although the next day was a beautiful day, the snow was still fluttering on the Tianshan Mountain.

After the first three rounds of competition, there are now only 16 people who can qualify for the fourth round of competition.

Granny Wu Chu stood high on the Juxian Terrace, holding an ice tube in her hand, and the ice stick with the names of these sixteen people written in the ice tube, and in the field, these sixteen people had already stood up. All of them are holding their heads high and confident.

But in Ling Ye's heart, there was a hesitation that others didn't have.

The victory or defeat of this game is directly linked to the life and death of the dark night for hundreds of miles, where does Ling Ye go?

Ling Ye fluttered his hesitant eyes, and secretly looked at the competitors around him with his peripheral vision, but he couldn't see who was the most suspicious. After all, before the draw of lots, no one would know who the opponent who Lu Dao would fight with him, how could he threaten Ling Ye not to win the fourth game before the competition?

Who exactly? And for what?

"The No. 1 venue, Ouyang Qing, the Tianzi generation, will face off against the Tianzi generation Sikong Yi."

Granny Wu Chu casually took out two ice sticks from the ice tube and shouted loudly.

Ouyang Qing and Sikong Yi stepped forward, and after bowing to each other, they stood still on the No. 1 venue.

Ling Ye's mind was not on this at all, she took the opportunity to look around the audience again, but she still couldn't think of who it was.

Er, Wu Chu's mother-in-law read the fall, and froze in the middle of the night, never coming back to her senses.

Everyone cast strange glances at Ling Ye, and Ling Ye realized that there was already a person standing on the third field, and that person was her sister Ling Shang, who was also Ling Ye's opponent at this moment.

Ling Shang!

Could it be that Ling Shang kidnapped the hundred miles of dark night and threatened himself again?

Ling Ye looked Ling Shang up and down, and he had already stood still on the third field.

"I can't imagine that you can survive until now!" Ling Sheng clasped his arms in his hands and sneered disdainfully.

Ling Ye also smiled coldly and said, "Everyone is each other!" ā€

"You...... I'm not going to meet you like you! Today, I'm going to give you a taste of failure! Ling Shang said fiercely.

The smile on the corner of Ling Ye's mouth trembled slightly, failure, can this only doom oneself to failure?

She's not a kite, she's not a doll, she's never going to let anyone control her own destiny!

Ling Ye thought about it, and the hatred in his eyes was like a raging fire, looking straight at Ling Shang, like a jackal, tiger and leopard.

Everyone was waiting for the order of Wu Chu's mother-in-law at this time, but Ling Xiao, who was watching from the audience, didn't care, but Ling Xiao's husband Li Yinfeng said with his cheeks on his back: "How do I think, this Liluo looks a little similar to your family's Ling Ye!" ā€

After hearing this, Ling Xiao immediately spit out the melon seed shell in his mouth, grabbed Li Yinfeng's ear with one hand, and roared: "You still think about that slut, right?" I'm now the wife you're marrying! If you are not satisfied, divorce me and marry you in the middle of the night! ā€

"That...... Don't don't, don't! Don't be angry! I—I'm not kidding? Li Yinfeng hurriedly made amends and said, "Look, there are so many people here, save some face for me and me!" ā€

Ling Xiao glared at Li Yinfeng, smacked him on his face before letting go, and then looked at Ling Ye with a few more hot hatreds in his eyes.

Nangong Chuhan, who was on the other side, stared at Ling Ye's figure and said, "Little sister, do you feel that there seems to be something wrong with today's departure?" ā€

"If it's inappropriate, she's been absent-minded from the beginning." Nangong Lanfu said, "With hesitation and hesitation, it seems that something is affecting her mood, and she can't pay attention to it." ā€

Nangong Chuhan nodded and said, "On the battlefield, a thought is life and death!" Now that Liluo has gone to the battlefield, there is no way out, only when she is firm in a choice, can she find a way! ā€

As soon as the words fell, the sleeves of Wu Chu's mother-in-law flew up, and with an order, Ling Shang had already made a move, and Ling Ye almost couldn't dodge.

"Ling Ye, I'll let you see how good I am now!"

Ling Sheng smiled proudly, and saw her hands folded, and two slender and slender double thorns slowly grew larger and longer from her palms.

In the blink of an eye, the double thorns were one inch long and one inch short, flying like Lang, one stabbing at Ling Ye's eyebrows, and the other stabbing at Ling Ye's heart.

Ling Ye's eyes flashed, his hands gathered spiritual power, and he slammed the ground with a cyan light, and suddenly the ground shook, and a big crack on the ground rushed straight to the audience platform below, splashing up the tall bricks, hitting Ling Shang's double thorns, blocking Ling Shang's fatal blow at this time.

Ling Ye immediately took advantage of the victory to pursue, the blue light burned like fire in the palm of her hand, determined to decide that it was now a small skill for Ling Ye, and the spiritual power was a five-stage white silk, like a broken bamboo, spinning like a bullet out of the chamber, penetrating the falling gravel in the air, and hitting Ling Shang's limbs and throat.

This move is a decisive and nirvanal measure. The speed is as fast as light, and the opponent has no way to escape!

Ling Ye has already been ruthless, no matter who it is, no matter who it is, he can't lose this competition!

Because only after winning the most can Ling Ye get the true inheritance of the Heavenly Slash Immortal Old Man and become the powerhouse of the Hurricane Continent!

talent, find out Gu Xiaofei......

Ling Ye couldn't take his eyes off it, and he was determined to put Ling Shang in a state of defeat in one fell swoop!

Ling Yun, who was sitting on the stands, was slightly surprised, but he didn't expect that Ling Ye had actually cultivated his determination to the highest realm of "Five Stages of the Rising Sun". And he used it freely, and he didn't see Ling Ye's slightest look of lack of spiritual power, and it seemed that the spiritual power in Ling Ye's body had already surpassed his determined cultivation.

Thinking like this, he saw that after the flying sand and rocks, there was a thunderbolt-like roar on a sunny day, and all the five sections of white silk were broken by Ling Shang!

Ling Ye was secretly surprised, he couldn't prevent the attack at this time, he was hit by Ling Shang's three palms with all his strength in his chest, and his legs were also injured by Ling Shang's double stabs, Ling Ye couldn't help it, his knees were weak, and he vomited out a mouthful of blood, which shocked everyone on the side. Even Ouyang Qing, who was still fighting in the No. 1 field, couldn't wait to rush to Ling Ye, but he was tightly entangled by his opponent Sikong Yi.

Nangong Lanfu couldn't help but gasp and said, "Impossible!" How could Ling Shang have such a high level of skill? ā€

"Something is wrong." Nangong Chuhan frowned and muttered.

But Ling Xiao couldn't help shouting: "Your skills are not as good as others, so let's admit defeat earlier!" Go home and raise the kids! ā€

"What's wrong with Liluo today? I've staked all my possessions! If he loses, I'll be ruined! ā€

"I'm betting on my wife! I'm going to marry a daughter-in-law this year......"

"Wife Ben...... I even put the coffin on it! If I lose, I'll be ruined! ā€

The crowd immediately became in an uproar, and everyone turned their heads and ears, looking grim, lest they lose and not even get their money back.

Leng Zifu was puzzled, looked at Yun Qing beside her, and said, "Senior sister, could it be that you still taught Ling Shang the most reluctant?" ā€

"She begged me to teach her spells, but how could I teach her so easily? I'm not stupid enough to have a tiger around! Yun Qing frowned.

"Then, how did Ling Shang block such a ferocious attack as Ling Ye?"

Yun Qing squinted, looked at Ling Ye on the stage, and said lightly: "There is only one possibility...... Midnight yourself, mercy! ā€