"You, you...... Who the hell are you?! How dare you steal my Murong family's family medical classics?! Murong Yunxuan's eyes were full of disbelief, staring at Ye Lingtian in front of him.

Ye Lingtian's needle technique was extremely fast, he didn't even see when he came out, and the silver needles had already submerged into his chest!

And what made Murong Yunxuan even more unacceptable was that the acupuncture points pierced by Ye Lingtian's needles could make him lose his strength in an instant, let alone stand up, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his arms!

According to the "Cihang Medical Codex" passed down by the family, Murong Yunxuan has already exhausted the transparency of mathematics, and he does not have this ability at all!

And the only thing that can do this is that even his Murong family does not have the remaining half of the "Cihang Medical Codex", which can be recorded!

Could it be that this Ye Lingtian has learned a full set of "Cihang Medical Codex"?

That's impossible!

When pigs fly!

The medical canon of his own family has been passed down for hundreds of years!

Hundreds of years ago, there were only half of them!

The remaining half is a legend at all!

I have never even seen my own ancestors!

How is this possible!

Ye Lingtian snorted coldly, stared at Murong Yunxuan and said, "Don't worry, you will die later." ”

After saying that, Ye Lingtian looked sideways slightly and looked at Han Youyue.

Han Youyue immediately nodded and said, "My people have entered the Zhao family's villa, and the Zhao family, including Zhao Ding, controls the remaining seventy-nine people." ”

"Bring it on." Ye Lingtian opened his mouth in a deep voice and said in a low voice, "Bring them to me one by one." ”

"Yes!" Han Youyue nodded immediately.

Zhao Ding, who was lying on the ground, panicked instantly, even Murong Yunxuan was defeated, he really had no hope now!

"Ye Lingtian, you, what are you going to do?! I warn you not to mess around!! ”

Ye Lingtian turned his head, glanced at Zhao Ding, snorted coldly, and looked at Han Youxue.

"You, go and break his hands and feet, gamble on his mouth, and don't close his eyes." Ye Lingtian said in a deep voice: "I want him to see with his own eyes, the people of his Zhao family, one by one, die in front of him!" ”

Han Youxue swallowed slightly, got up quickly, and came to Zhao Ding's face.

The first Zhao family was brought up.

This person was Zhao Ding's younger brother and knelt on the ground.

Zhao Ding behind him was gagged, his tendons were broken, and he couldn't stop crying out in pain.

Ye Lingtian didn't have the slightest emotion in his eyes, and he raised the dagger in his hand to look at the sky and close his eyes.

"Father, mother." Ye Lingtian said in a deep voice: "The unjust souls of the Ye family who died in vain, please open your eyes. ”

"Unfilial son Ye Lingtian, today, I will take revenge for you!"

After that, Ye Lingtian directly raised his hand and slashed it straight into the chest of Zhao Ding's younger brother in front of him!

Zhao Ding's younger brother fell softly.

And Zhao Ding's eyes widened, he couldn't stop shouting, shaking his head vigorously, and blood and tears rolled down.

Ye Lingtian's face was gloomy, wiped away the blood on the blade, and nodded towards Han Youyue.

Han Youyue immediately understood and nodded behind her.

The second person was brought up, this is Zhao Ding's second son, only nineteen years old!

But Ye Lingtian did not hesitate to kill him!

"Son!! Zhao Ding was grief-stricken, and there were bursts of whimpering sounds from his blocked mouth, and he could vaguely recognize that the word "son" should be shouted.

"Next." Ye Lingtian held the handle of the knife tightly, Zhao Ding was sad and angry, but Ye Lingtian's grief and anger were no less than him!

There are seventeen people in the Ye family, what is the crime?!

An hour passed.

Seventy-eight members of the Zhao family died one by one in front of Zhao Ding.

Slash them all and kill them all!

There was a river of blood on the ground.

At the beginning, Zhao Ding was still roaring.

Later, he couldn't even roar, and his eyes were blank looking at one loved one after another, dying in front of his eyes.

And Ye Lingtian showed no mercy at all, even the servants of the Zhao family did not let go, and they were all killed!

This is the price!

Behind Zhao Ding, Murong Yunxuan also stared at Ye Lingtian angrily.

Ye Lingtian strode in front of Zhao Ding, his eyes looked at Zhao Ding without emotion: "I'll let you die to understand." ”

"You are guilty of three crimes, one of which is to kill seventeen members of my Ye family."

"Second, Zhao Tianlong, the son of Zongzi, the woman who kidnapped me."

"The third is today, and none of these three sins can escape you."

The rag that was blocked in Zhao Ding's mouth had been taken off.

At this moment, Zhao Ding was already disheartened, looking at Ye Lingtian with blank eyes, begging: "Ye Lingtian, you, you are ruthless......"

"I shouldn't, shouldn't mess with you."

"Now that all my family has been killed by you, can you let me go......"

"Let me collect the bodies of my family...... Count me begging you......"

Hearing this, Ye Lingtian squeezed his fist and raised his knife in front of Zhao Ding's neck: "Collect the corpse?!" There are 17 members of my Ye family, but someone can collect the corpse?! ”

"You are guilty of one person, the entire Zhao family! There is no land for mourning! ”

After that, Ye Lingtian's right hand was horizontal, and the blade quickly slashed in front of Zhao Ding's neck!

"Sting!" Boom!

Zhao Ding died of exhaustion, his head rolling to the ground, drowning in a pool of blood.

Then, Ye Lingtian slowly stepped forward and came to Murong Yunxuan.

Murong Yunxuan's body at this moment had completely lost all his strength, and even opening his mouth to speak had become an extravagant hope, so he could only stare at Ye Lingtian with extremely resentful eyes, his mouth opening and closing, as if he was cursing.

Ye Lingtian's two fingers formed a sword finger shape, and quickly swept over a large acupoint on Murong Yunxuan's chest.

In an instant, Murong Yunxuan immediately felt that the strength in his body had recovered somewhat, and at least he could barely open his mouth to speak.

This feeling made Murong Yunxuan extremely frustrated.

His own family inheritance is enough to be proud of, and it is enough for the Murong family to stand proudly in the southwest.

Obviously, he has learned very thoroughly, but now there is an outsider who can learn the second half of this exercise, and the means can be several times better than himself!

How could he accept this?

When Ye Lingtian appeared just now, his flying needle was knocked out by him, he thought it was a coincidence, but now that he was hit by Ye Lingtian's needle, the feeling coming from his body was incomparable!

I don't want to admit it anymore, and I admit it!

The Murong family's family heirloom exercises, in front of Ye Lingtian, are a small thing!

"You, who the hell are you!" Murong Yunxuan used all his strength to speak, staring at Ye Lingtian deadly.

"Ye Lingtian." Ye Lingtian spit out these three words in a deep voice, and said in a cold voice: "Your god of death." ”

"How do you know the secret techniques in my Murong family's "Cihang Medical Codex"? Where did you learn it! You thief! Murong Yunxuan's chest rose and fell violently.