The sadness suddenly froze, Ling Yuhan's eyebrows were cold, and there was a violent coldness in his demonic smile, he looked directly at Hong Wu, and asked slowly, word by word: "Where is Sima Ruyi?" After a pause, he smiled more than Hua Jiao: "Are you going to let me destroy the entire Red Sleeve Gate before you tell me?"

Ruined the entire red-sleeved door? Everyone wanted to laugh at his whimsy, but looking at the terrifying scene he created at random, he couldn't laugh anymore, this person, his strength is unfathomable, maybe he can really do it! No one dares to bet, no one dares to move, they all look at him with bated breath, and they are also startled by Ling Yuhan's words tomorrow night, what kind of ability does this person have to open his mouth to destroy a top-level sect?

If everyone knew that he was the messenger of the temple of the King of God, I am afraid that they would not doubt the truth of his words.

When has Hong Wu been so threatened? Her identity has made her loved for many years, even if she is the Xuanwu Emperor, when she sees her, isn't she also a respectful appearance? But what about the man in front of her? He actually ignored her beauty, and threatened to destroy the Red Sleeve Door, she was so angry that she trembled, and the coercion of Wu Zun spread out from under her feet, like a boulder, pressing straight on everyone's hearts, Ling Yuhan waved his sleeve robe, and a random movement made the pressure on Ming Ye's shoulders plummet!

Hong Wu's face changed suddenly, and she looked at him in disbelief, she had already exuded ten percent of her coercion, but he was unmoved, how terrifying was this man's strength?

"Master!" Mu Chuling called out uneasily.

Hong Wu bit her lower lip lightly and commanded in a low voice, "Go, bring the women out of the dungeon." ”

"What!?" Mu Chuling looked surprised: "Master, do you really want to ......?"

"I'll let you go!" Hong Wu ordered in a cold voice, her serious expression made Mu Chuling's resentment in her heart suppress, she glanced at Ling Yuhan not far away, her eyes were full of amazement, this man was so handsome, compared to him, Yun Ruohan was not worth mentioning at all! Not only was his appearance handsome, but his strength was extraordinary, if he took a fancy to himself......

Mu Chuling's heart moved, women always like to admire the strong, not to mention, this strong man also has a shocking appearance, her cheeks are crimson, and she ran out of the crowd with a smoke, ready to bring Twelve.

"This knight, I don't know who you are?" asked Hong Wu through gritted teeth, with a friendly smile on her face.

Ling Yuhan casually handed the long sword to Ming Ye, stroked the green silk on his shoulder, and opened his thin lips slightly: "You don't deserve to know." ”

Hearing this, the smile on Hong Wu's face distorted in an instant, and Qiao Hongxue behind her shouted angrily: "You are presumptuous!"

Ling Yuhan struck a palm in the air, hitting Qiao Hongxue's heart, the latter's body was like a kite with a broken string, flying backwards several meters with a pop, falling to the ground, his whole body convulsed, and he vomited blood and died.

"Hiss!" The crowd screamed one after another, and everyone looked at him in horror, Qiao Hongxue was about to enter the realm of Wuzun, but he was slapped to death by him with a palm of his hand, not to mention the ability to take people's lives, how could they not be surprised?

Ling Yuhan casually tugged at the cuffs of the red robe, didn't look at Qiao Hongxue, who had lost her voice, and chuckled: "I don't like people talking at me, this is just a small lesson." ”

Mad!

Rampant to the extreme!

A small lesson? Even taking someone else's life away, is this still called a small lesson? Everyone slandered from the bottom of their hearts, but no one dared to refute it, after all, Qiao Hongxue's experience was still in front of him, who would dare to shout at him at such a time?

Hong Wu's face turned blue with anger, the clenched fists on her side gurgled, and a pair of eyes stared at Ling Yuhan with fire, "Don't you think Your Excellency is too presumptuous?"

"Presumptuous, you guys who took me, I didn't ask you for an explanation, it's not bad, and you dare to tell me to be presumptuous?" Ling Yuhan smiled wickedly, but there was a coldness in his words, and he looked at Hong Wu with a blaming gaze, a terrifying coercion, and rushed straight towards her, Hong Wu's chest hurt, as if he had been hit by something, the whole person took two or three steps back, the blood in her body rolled, and she looked at Ling Yuhan in horror.

What kind of terrifying realm has this man reached? It's just that the coercion has forced her blood to boil for a while!

"Your Excellency, that woman trespassed into the Yuntian Gate and rescued my apprentice's husband, we just want to ask her for an explanation! How can we say that we have captured her?" Hong Wu said softly, she really didn't dare to go head-to-head with Ling Yuhan, his terrifying cultivation made even the head of the sect of Hong Wu avoid it.

If she was just an ordinary strong person, maybe she still had the idea of fighting with her, but if the enemy was thousands of times stronger than her, then only sincerity and fear remained.

Ling Yuhan's unfathomable strength made Hong Wu extremely jealous, and even with it, this attitude softened.

"It's just a cloud sky gate, if you break in, you can break in, so what?" Ling Yuhan opened his mouth nonchalantly, looking extremely rampant, his words were concise and to the point, and he couldn't say anything about Hongwu, have you ever seen someone like this to protect the calf? Have you ever seen someone more arrogant than him?

Hong Wu was so angry that he almost vomited blood, where did this person come from? Even they didn't pay attention to the last three sects.

Mu Chuling held Twelve's collar in one hand, walked quickly from the dungeon, she casually pushed Twelve to the ground, Twelve's feet staggered, the whole person fell forward, but unexpectedly fell into a warm embrace, she opened her eyes, and then, her pupils shrank.

"Are you okay?" Ling Yuhan hugged her with one hand and asked in a low voice, where is the coldness between his eyebrows just now?

Twelve struggled to withdraw from his embrace, unstable, a seat of ink hair messily attached to both sides of his cheeks, blood stains on his black clothes, and two hollow blood holes in the pipa bones! Blood kept pouring out of the wound, her face was extremely pale, and the whole person was so weak that she would fall down as if the wind blew, and she immediately stepped forward tomorrow night, holding her arm in distress, looking at her bleeding wound, her heart seemed to be pinched by someone, and it hurt!

Twelve gasped slightly, looked at Ling Yuhan, who was gloomy on the side, looked down at his line of sight, and saw his bleeding pipa bone, her eyes darkened, she covered the wound with both hands, isolated his piercing gaze, and asked coldly, "It's you again?"

"Who did it?" Ling Yuhan didn't answer, his low and hoarse voice tinged with a cold chill.

Twelve didn't know why, but in his deep sight, she felt the warmth of being cared for, she frowned, "What do you have to do with it?"

Ling Yuhan's eyes darkened, and he took her into his arms with one hand, Twelve just wanted to struggle, but crashed into his deep and waveless eyes, his heart trembled, and he always felt that he was extremely dangerous at this moment, a sense of crisis honed on the edge of life and death, so that Twelve did not dare to move for half a minute, and his whole body stiffened, shrinking into his arms.

Slender fingers caressed her pipa bone, the cold strange touch, made Twelve tremble, she pursed her lips tightly, "What do you want to do?"

Ling Yu smiled coldly, his index finger hooked her chin, and pressed close to her stubborn eyes: "Tell me, did they hurt you, huh?"

The tone was ambiguous and dangerous, and Twelve nodded lightly with a chill on his back.

"Good. Two short words, but predicted the tragic end of the red sleeve door.

On this day, Twelve saw what a real master is, just a palm, but with an overwhelming horror, one palm, actually made the bodies of nearly a hundred people explode and become minced meat.

The suffocating feeling that makes people's scalp tingle, a swing of a sword, a raise of a hand, and a stomp of a foot, but it makes this day, this earth, completely shake!

The earth shook and the mountains shook, the earth was cracking, the buildings were being trampled, the sky was full of dust, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, Ling Yuhan was hunting in the wind, he was holding twelve with one hand, the jade foot was gently kicked on the ground, and the right hand was holding the collar of Ming Ye, the three of them jumped up from the spot, only to see that where they were standing, there were ravines, the hall completely collapsed, the dust was rolling, and the eight hundred and forty-two disciples of the Red Sleeve Gate were all under Ling Yuhan's understatement attack, and the bones were gone, becoming the soil fertilizer under this cliff.

He walked out of the cave with Twelve in his arms, the sound of the collapse behind him continued, Twelve swallowed hard, crossed his shoulder, looked behind him, and in the sand of the sky, all the buildings became clouds of smoke, and the whole earth appeared criss-crossed cracks, the trees fell, the people died, and the trees were in ashes while talking and laughing.

This is the real powerhouse!

A strong desire swayed at the tip of her heart, and Twelve secretly swore that sooner or later, she would also reach such heights! This feeling of being rescued and protected behind her, the feeling of putting her life in the hands of others, she would never try it again in her life!

Out of the cave, Ling Yuhan whistled with his fingers in his mouth, a red light flashed in his sight, and a golden phoenix suddenly appeared in the clearing! The fluff was dazzling, as if wrapped in flames, with her appearance, an earth-shattering coercion also spread out, twelve looked at the phoenix in front of her in astonishment, it could make her stiff, and she couldn't even move her fingers, what level of demonic beast was it?

As if sensing Twelve's doubts, Ling Yuhan lowered his head and whispered softly in her ear: "Xiaobai is a divine beast, if you like it, how about giving it to you as a mount?"

Take a divine beast as a mount? Twelve thought she had misheard, she raised her head in surprise, but saw Ling Yuhan's doting smile on his face, her heart trembled, an unprecedented feeling, her calm heart was flooded, her lips were pursed, she forced herself to suppress the throbbing in her heart, and said indifferently: "I don't have the habit of snatching people." ”

The phoenix chirped very humanely, and a pair of silver eyes looked at the twelve gratefully, it is a rare divine beast in the world, if it is given to a woman as a mount by the master, where can it still hold its head up in the future in the monster?

After carefully probing the cultivation of the twelve, the phoenix's heart twitched, it was actually a mere first-order martial artist? Is she really the daughter of the legendary prophecy?

Twelve didn't know what the phoenix was thinking in her heart, she moved her body restlessly, wanting to break free from Ling Yuhan's embrace, being held by a man like this, even if it was her, she would feel annoyed in her heart, although when she was on a mission before, she could toss and turn under one man after another, but she was watched so gently and treated so gently, this was the first time since she was sensible!

Twelve couldn't tell whether she was a little more shy or a little more angry in her heart, in short, she desperately wanted to stay away from this man who could cholera her heart!

She always felt that there was something in this man that scared her, as if if she would change if she stayed with him for a long time, and this change would definitely not be what she wanted!