"Little bastard, I'm going to kill you!" When Zhao Chuling was slapped by Ling Yu, the bun on his head had already been scattered. Her eyes were blood-red, the corners of her mouth were bleeding, and her cloak looked like a ghost, rushing towards Ling Yu with her teeth and claws.

However, this time, Ling Yu still showed no mercy to his subordinates. When Zhao Chuling's hands were about to grab Ling Yu, Ling Yu's Wisdom Fist Seal was cast again. Ling Yu, who disappeared in a flash, suddenly appeared on Zhao Chuling's side and kicked her lower abdomen.

Zhao Chuling, who was originally beaten into an inhuman shape, was hit hard again, her body seemed to have been hit by a boulder, and she flew out to the other side with an endless wind, and fell heavily on the bluestone ground of the main hall.

Since Ling Yu was promoted to the Void Realm, not only was his physique comparable to that of an immortal, but even his spiritual power was several times larger than before. Previously, he could only cast seven Wisdom Fist Seals, but now, he can cast dozens of Wisdom Fist Seals without panic or anger.

Ling Yu's actions made the cultivators present grow their mouths and were shocked.

Before, they thought that Zhao Chuling was a Supreme Realm powerhouse, no matter what, if Ling Yu wanted to deal with him, I was afraid that it would take a lot of energy. Unexpectedly, when the two really fought, Zhao Chuling was like a weak woman who was powerless, and she had no power to fight back.

"Ling Yu is a monster!" this is the common thought in everyone's hearts at this moment.

Using the cultivation of the Void Realm to injure the supreme realm powerhouse, and it is crushing, this kind of means is probably not something that ordinary people can do.

In fact, the cultivators present had long been displeased with the domineering Zhao Chuling, and now seeing that she was severely injured by Ling Yu, how could people have a cool word in their hearts.

Under the power of Ling Yu's kick, Zhao Chuling's dantian actually had a hint of shattering. The dantian is the most important place for cultivators to hide their essence and absorb the gods, if the dantian is destroyed, then Zhao Chuling's cultivation path will be cut off.

Feeling his seriously injured body, Zhao Chuling was really scared. There was a look of fear in her eyes, because she was so seriously injured that Zhao Chuling could no longer stand up. Therefore, when she saw Ling Yu approaching her, she could only move backwards inch by inch.

"Ling Daoyou, don't, don't kill me. Anyway, I am also a member of the Xuanmiao'an Elder Pavilion, if you kill me, you will not be able to explain to the Elder Pavilion!" Zhao Chuling begged for mercy with a frightened expression as he tried to stay away from Ling Yu.

At this time, Zhao Chuling is like two people compared with the domineering and domineering her before.

Zhao Chuling had already sensed the killing intent on Ling Yu's body, and she knew that now that the situation had been turned upside down, if she didn't beg for mercy again, she was afraid that her life would be in danger.

"Elder Pavilion? hahaha, you still want to use the Elder Pavilion to oppress me? It's ridiculous!" Hearing Zhao Chuling's words, Ling Yu laughed angrily.

He stared coldly at Zhao Chuling, whose body was trembling and his body was like chaff, and scolded coldly: "Zhao Chuling, since you have moved the Elder Pavilion out, then let's talk about it well." ”

At this point, Ling Yu finally stopped. Because he found that Zhao Chuling had been forced into a corner by himself, and behind her was the wall of the main hall, and there was no way to retreat.

Ling Yu stared at Zhao Chuling's eyes condescendingly, and asked coldly, "Since you said that you are a member of the Elder Pavilion, it means that you still consider yourself a cultivator of Xuanmiao Nunnery." Then let me ask you, when the Xuanmiao Nunnery was besieged by the wisdom of the Buddha of the Ten Thousand Ages and the blood monks, where was your elder pavilion? This time, Senior Yan was severely injured by the blood monks and unfortunately died. Where were you when she went out of the funeral? The Elder Pavilion is the underlying power of the Xuanmiao Nunnery, and the Xuanmiao Nunnery did not see you when it was in dire straits, and the owner of the nunnery died of immortals, and I did not see you when the funeral came. Now that the dust has settled, you have jumped out to show off your might, commanding your command, I ask you, what qualifications do you have to put on a face that is above the disciples of Xuanmiao'an? Are you worthy!"

Ling Yu was really angry, he roared like thunder, and the angry rebuke even startled the birds in the nearby mountains and forests. Every word was like a shocking thunder, hitting Zhao Chuling's heart. Zhao Chuling's face turned blue and red for a while, and he lowered his head without shame, not daring to stare at Ling Yu's gaze.

Although Zhao Chuling seemed to be ashamed of herself because of Ling Yu's angry reprimand, in fact, the moment she lowered her head, there was a hint of resentment in her eyes.

Zhao Chuling quietly leaned his hand behind him, and whispered as if he was truly repentant: "I admit that when the murderers of the Buddha of All Ages besieged Xuanmiao Nunnery before, it was our fault that we did not help. But Yan Suyi has today's ending, it is completely her own fault, she is self-inflicted!"

Zhao Chuling kept staring at Ling Yu's feet and didn't look up. Her tone didn't sound fluctuating, as if she was saying something inconsequential.

Hearing Zhao Chuling's words, a hint of disappointment flashed in Ling Yu's eyes, he sighed and shook his head slowly, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was commenting on Zhao Chuling: "It seems that you are really easy to change, and your nature is difficult to change!"

Zhao Chuling didn't understand what Ling Yu's words meant, she only cared about whether her plan could succeed now. Therefore, she didn't care about Ling Yu's words.

When Ling Yu's words fell, Zhao Chuling used the corner of his eye to see Ling Yu staring into the sky, as if he was contemplating and sighing. Zhao Chuling knew that her opportunity had come.

Zhao Chuling slowly raised his head and stared at Ling Yu's cheek tightly, and there seemed to be a trace of abnormal fluctuation in his voice: "If Yan Suyi hadn't taken away Senior Sister Liu's position as the head of the sect back then, maybe the current Xuanmiao'an would already be the head of the four sects of the righteous path!"

When the last word came out, Zhao Chuling suddenly moved. After all, she was a powerhouse of the Supreme Realm, even if she was severely injured by Ling Yu, she would definitely not be without the strength to fight back.

And the reason why Zhao Chuling showed weakness just now was actually waiting for an opportunity, waiting for the opportunity to kill Ling Yu with one blow, waiting for the opportunity to take revenge!

Zhao Chuling saw that Ling Yu was not looking at her, a hideous sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her right hand suddenly waved forward. And in her hand, she held a snowy short sword.

This short sword is about two feet and seven minutes long, and the cold light on the blade is eye-catching, murderous. And the target of this short sword was Ling Yu's legs.

Seeing Zhao Chuling's sudden attack, the disciples of Xuanmiaoan instantly let out an exclamation, and a worried look appeared on their faces.

Even the seniors in the cultivation world, such as Sikong Qingyu and the Kunlun Demon King, frowned when they saw Zhao Chuling's movements, and seemed to be very disappointed with Zhao Chuling's approach.

When Zhao Chuling swung his sword and slashed at Ling Yu, the pleasure of revenge in his eyes made people feel cold all over his body, and that kind of look was like a ghost who had been hungry for thousands of years and suddenly saw a living body. And the prey in Zhao Chuling's eyes is Ling Yu.

However, when Zhao Chuling swung his short sword and slashed at Ling Yu's legs, he did not hear the sound of bones breaking and tendons breaking, and there was no feeling of slashing into flesh and bones on the blade.

Under the doubt, Zhao Chuling was shocked in his heart, and felt that he seemed to have miscalculated.

At this moment, a crisp sound swept out from in front of Zhao Chuling. At the same time, a tremendous force came from the blade of the short sword, spreading all the way to her arm.

The force was so great that it directly shook the short sword out. When the short sword was taken off, Zhao Chuling's tiger mouth came from a heart-piercing pain. She looked down and found that her tiger's mouth had been shattered. Blood spilled out, staining the entire palm red.

And next to Ling Yu's leg, there was a broken sword. The blade of the broken sword was bright, and there were even chaotic air rotations on the sword. And the arm at the hilt of the sword belonged to Ling Yu.

It turned out that the moment Zhao Chuling lowered his head before, Ling Yu sensed that something was wrong. Although he didn't see the resentment in Zhao Chuling's eyes, with his understanding of Zhao Chuling, he knew that this elder of Xuanmiaoan had followed Liu Furong with all his heart. How could such a supreme who is deeply obsessed with being touched by his own words?

Therefore, when Zhao Chuling showed shame on her face, Ling Yu knew that Zhao Chuling had been acting. She's showing weakness, and she's looking for an opportunity to kill herself.

Later, when Zhao Chuling leaned his right hand behind his back, Ling Yu had already guessed Zhao Chuling's intentions.

Zhao Chuling used her right hand when she injured Qingwan before, that is to say, Zhao Chuling is very accustomed to attacking with her right hand, so she must also be holding the blade with her right hand. And now her right hand is leaning behind her back, obviously trying to sacrifice her weapon.

Seeing that his long-planned offensive was dissolved by Ling Yu's understatement, Zhao Chuling's heart was like ashes. She admitted that she still underestimated Ling Yu after all. What she did had already been perceived by the other party, and she was like a fool, and her clumsy acting skills were ridiculed.

"I gave you a chance, but you don't know how to cherish it!" Ling Yu put the broken sword on Zhao Chuling's neck and said word by word.

Looking at the undisguised murderous intent in Ling Yu's eyes, Zhao Chuling was really scared this time. She swallowed hard, and her face turned pale. Zhao Chuling ignored the coldness coming from his neck, and knelt directly in front of Ling Yu, grabbing the ground with his head, and kept begging for mercy.

Looking at Zhao Chuling's movements, Ling Yu shook his head slowly, turned his gaze to the countless powerhouses in the main hall, and said in a cold voice: "Do you really ignore her? ”

Hearing Ling Yu's words, Zhao Chuling's figure froze, and it seemed that the last glimmer of hope in his heart had also been shattered.

When Ling Yu spoke, the powerhouses standing in the main hall looked at each other. And hidden in the corner of the crowd, there are six people looking at each other, all the while making eye contact.

They thought they were well hidden, but they didn't know that Ling Yu had noticed them a long time ago.

When the six of them looked at each other, the different color in their eyes did not hide from Ling Yu's gaze.

Looking at the six figures, Ling Yu sneered and said softly: "Since you are willing to be a shrunken turtle, then wait to collect the body for Zhao Chuling." I'll count to three, and that's your last chance. ”

After Ling Yu finished speaking, he no longer paid attention to the six Elder Pavilion cultivators hidden in the crowd, but began to count casually: "One, two, three......"

When Ling Yu found three, the six people seemed to hesitate, but still no one showed up.

And Ling Yu, when he saw their actions, also showed a hint of mockery on his face.

Just when Ling Yu thought that those elders wanted to abandon Zhao Chuling, an old woman suddenly shouted, "Little bastard, let go of Ling'er!"

Looking at the old woman who came out of the crowd, Ling Yu's face turned cold. "I said that I would only give you three counts, and now the time has passed. Therefore, no one can save Zhao Chuling!"

After Ling Yu finished speaking, she actually made a move in front of the old woman. His movements were extremely fast, and a sword like a cloud of water struck a sharp flash in the void. The elders of the dignified generation of Xuanmiaoan were in a different place like this, completely cutting off their vitality.