Chapter 95: Turning the Tide (4)

Seeing Ling Xiao's puzzled look, Ouyang Ning'er stuck out her tongue and suddenly exclaimed, "Oh my God! You're a freak!"

"Huh?"

Ling Xiao looked confused, he didn't understand Ouyang Ning'er's words, and suddenly stared at her with a pair of eyes.

"Ling Xiao, the others... Even I have been suppressed in the same realm, if you are not suppressed and cultivated, it seems that we have a chance to turn the tables!"

Ouyang Ning'er said that at the end, she jumped up with joy.

"Uh, what about the cultivation you suppressed...?"

Looking at Ouyang Ning'er's elated appearance, Ling Xiao was stunned and asked with a wry smile.

"Early stage of the Yang Dan Realm!"

"Ugh!"

Ling Xiao blinked, but snickered in his heart.

"Okay! Qingxuantang, a bunch of miscellaneous pieces, see how I clean you up!"

"Ling Xiao, have you suppressed your cultivation!"

Ouyang Ning'er saw Ling Xiao's indifferent face, and immediately raised her voice eight times and asked.

"I don't know about that!"

Ling Xiao was expressionless and shook his head.

"Ahh

Looking at Ling Xiao's perfunctory look, Ouyang Ning's childish little mouth pursed and roared wildly.

"Ning'er, you have to be quiet, if you attract the participating disciples of Qingxuan Hall, we will be in trouble!"

Ling Xiao said with a serious face.

"Hey, I'm convinced of you!

Ouyang Ning'er let out a long sigh, clenched her gums, gurgling, and looked impressed by Ling Xiao.

"Ning'er, let's hurry up! this smell of blood will definitely provoke the beast later...!"

Ling Xiao walked away as he spoke.

"Hey, Ling Xiao, you big villain, wait for me...!"

Ouyang Ning'er scolded angrily.

"Who do you say is the big bad?"

Ling Xiao suddenly turned around, a pair of eyes showed a strange light, staring closely at Ouyang Ning'er's graceful figure.

Ouyang Ning'er saw Ling Xiao's strange eyes, and suddenly her little face turned red, and she lowered her head in shame and bit her lip lightly.

"I...!"

"What am I? You just said I was the big bad, didn't you?"

Ling Xiao directly interrupted Ouyang Ning'er's words and walked towards her step by step.

Hearing the steady footsteps, Ouyang Ning'er suddenly felt a trace of fear, and her little heart fluttered and jumped faster.

"He... What is he going to do?"

Ouyang Ning'er thought crankily in her heart.

Walking in, Ling Xiao saw Ouyang Ning'er's flushed face even more delicate, and suddenly couldn't help but take a deep breath.

The faint body fragrance that emanated from her body was extremely intoxicating.

That's when --

Ling Xiao smiled and said, "Okay, look at how scared you are...!"

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed Ouyang Ning'er's little hand, and instantly felt like congealed fat, touching and slipping.

"Huh?"

Ouyang Ning'er trembled delicately and snorted softly.

But feeling the warmth on her little hands, she didn't struggle.

Slowly...

Ling Xiao took Ouyang Ning'er's little hand and walked forward.

...

Huge square.

"What's the situation?"

"Flame Wolf Valley has actually been swept away!"

"Does this have any effect on the Battle for Glory?"

"Actually, it doesn't matter!"

"It's just that that person's courage is commendable! he actually dares to slaughter the Flame Wolf Valley, there are four-star demon beasts there!"

"It's... How is this possible?"

"That's right, didn't you say that suppressing cultivation is the same realm? How can you kill a four-star demon beast?"

Some of the disciples were whispering in private.

Three hours have passed, and a new situation has appeared on the dragon pillar projection.

...

Inside the Royal Canyon.

Ling Xiao suddenly let go of Ouyang Ning'er's little hand and looked around vigilantly.

"Something is wrong!"

Canyon Avenue is lined with hills and jungles, with a canopy of trees that undulates in the wind like the waves of the blue ocean.

The forest was dark and damp, and the roar of a fierce beast could be heard, as if the soul of the dead was roaring.

There was a faint murderous aura, diffusing from the nearest bushes.

The thatch, which was as tall as a man, swayed with the sound of the wind, making a rustling sound, like playing the song of the earth.

But--

Ling Xiao clearly felt that a crisis was coming.

"Ning'er, retreat!"

Ling Xiao greeted Ouyang Ning'er.

That's when --

"I want to leave now, it's too late!"

A smirking voice came from behind.

Under the sun, a Qingxuantang participating disciple appeared at some point, walked out of the thatch, and cut off Ling Xiao's retreat.

"Ahh

Another voice sounded, and a Qingxuantang participating disciple stood lazily in the middle of the road and hit a hache.

"It's boring!"

"Ma Song, I said that I can wait for the two of them here, do you believe it?

Standing not far behind Ling Xiao, the participating disciples of Qingxuan Hall smiled contemptuously.

"Liu Qian, it's still good for you to pay attention!"

Ma Song smiled indifferently.

"Ma Song, they will give it to you, ten breaths of time, solve them!"

Standing not far behind Ling Xiao, Liu Qian said sneeringly.

"Liu Qi, within two breaths, you can take a look!"

Ma Song replied lazily, twisted his waist, and looked at Ling Xiao and Ouyang Ning'er with disdain.

"Hey, you... Ling Xiao, right! I heard that you are a female slave of the Sword Sect, how about it? A few female disciples of the Sword Sect have slept with you!"

Ma Song raised his hand and pointed at Ling Xiao and smiled arrogantly.

Listening, Ling Xiao's face was cold, this Qingxuantang participating disciple is really arrogant!

It's okay to say something unpleasant and insult yourself, but you still insult your sisters.

He couldn't bear it.

"You... Qingxuantang participating disciples... Masson?"

Ling Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold voice came out of his mouth.

"Yes, I'm your grandfather Ma Song, grandson, you haven't told me yet, how many female disciples of the Sword Sect have you slept?"

Ma Song was arrogant to the extreme at this time, and he didn't take Ling Xiao in his eyes at all, and laughed loudly.

The outside world heard that Ling Xiao was powerful and his strength was terrifying, but in the Royal Canyon, his cultivation was suppressed, and his realm was in the Yangdan realm, and he was only divided into the upper junior high school stage.

And after he was suppressed and cultivated, it was the middle stage of the Yang Dan Realm.

No matter how powerful Ling Xiao is, he is not his opponent.

With his actual combat experience, he can meet the late stage martial artists of the Yangdan Realm.

"You... It's dead!"

Ling Xiao squeezed out a few words indifferently.

"Haha... laughed at grandpa, dare to say that grandpa is dead, isn't grandpa alive and well now?... If you dare to curse grandpa to death, then you should die obediently now!"

Ma Song laughed, saying that his face was horizontal, and his aura fluctuated strongly, and suddenly slowly diffused from his body.

Ouyang Ning'er, who was standing beside Ling Xiao, instantly showed a trace of nervousness on her face.

The strength of the participating disciples of Qingxuantang has been witnessed by herself.

Although they are not Ling Xiao's opponents, they are not their opponents.

"Hehe, five members of the Sword Sect were killed by us, and three surrendered, leaving you two poor worms, what are you struggling to support, what a waste of time. You must remember who is the person who killed you, I, Qingxuantang Ma Song, lest I don't know who killed you after death, and remember to seek revenge from me!"

Ma Song said, slowly pulling out the dark green saber in his waist, and suddenly the saber was in his hand, and it was actually split into two.

In the next moment, his figure flickered slightly in place, and then disappeared, like a streamer, attacking towards Ling Xiao, leaving an afterimage in the void.