Chapter 357: Paying the Price

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As for the spiritual cultivators of other families and forces, they were also in turmoil, some of them didn't know Yang Ling at all, they only knew that the person in front of them was hindering their 'appreciating beauties', so they were all extremely angry, and they jumped to their feet and scolded angrily.

However, Yang Ling didn't take these people seriously at all, but was concentrating on comforting Wu Hua and Wu Xi.

At this moment, the Lu clan was all shocked, because this powerful enemy had returned, and Lu Qing and Lu Yuxuan had not appeared for a long time, which was a bad omen and made them worried.

"Lu Ze, can you kill this person?" the elder of the Lu clan asked.

Lu Ze glanced at Yang Ling, didn't feel too much threat from the other party, so he sneered and said: "As long as he doesn't use the treasure that improves his strength, then I don't dare to say that he can be killed, but how can he also be tied!"

Although Yang Ling killed Lu Long under heavy pressure at the beginning, everyone could see that he used the treasure to improve his strength at that time, relying on his true strength at all.

"Very good, if there is a big battle right away, you will take the lead, and we will do our best to kill him together!" the elder of the Lu clan commanded in a low voice.

Lu Ze nodded, his whole body full of fighting intent.

In the other direction, Yan You's face was gloomy and uncertain, staring at Yang Ling deadly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Who are you? What a nosyman, you dare to make a mistake in front of the three royal families, you are really looking for death!" Not far away, someone snorted and shouted angrily. Intoxicated chapters billions of terriers new

Because the direction he was in was facing Wu Hua and Wu Xi, and the distance was very close, they all said that the moon came first, and he felt that after the children of the three royal families enjoyed Wu Hua and Wu Xi, he also had a great chance to get involved with the two of them, but now all hopes were shattered, how could he not be angry.

"Yaxing who defeated Lao Tzu, damn it!" there were still many onlookers who were jumping to their feet and scolding.

Although these felt a chill from Yang Ling's body, they all relied on the large number of people, and they felt that he did not dare to act recklessly, so he was angry.

So after experiencing the initial timidity, they all had the courage to join the ranks of the crusade.

At this time, when the emotions of the Wu clan had stabilized, Yang Ling let go of Wu Hua and Wu Xi, and then turned around and stood in front of them, glancing around.

"You all look at it with peace of mind, today is destined to be a day of reckoning! these people have humiliated you, then they will only end up with death!" he released his spiritual sense, enveloping the entire distance within a kilometer radius.

At this moment, those beam-jumping clowns didn't know that their every move, every word and deed, and ugly face were all remembered by Yang Ling.

"Hey~ boy, you're really bold, don't you want to dominate those two beauties alone?"

"Dog, get out of here, don't spoil Lao Tzu's good deeds!"

"Quickly dodge, otherwise we are destined to be pulled by us!"

"Hahaha......"

Some people scolded angrily, and some laughed wildly.

Yang Ling narrowed his eyes, and the surging murderous intent surged in his chest.

At this moment, he decided to start with those relatively small families and forces, as for the three major royal families, because of their big goals, they were destined to not be able to escape his pursuit.

In a cacophony, Yang Ling suddenly moved.

I saw that he used his true power, instantly activated the talent of thunder and lightning, turned into a thunder venerable, and killed the most rampant people.

"You dare!" Those people were shocked, they didn't expect Yang Ling to really dare to make a move, and they all scolded angrily.

They all gathered their strength, gathered momentum, and were ready to respond to the other's angry blow.

However, the strongest of these people was just an ordinary half-step refinement realm, and they were not vulnerable at all.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Ling killed among them, like a fierce tiger rushing into a flock of sheep, the lightning flashed outside his body, and the dragons of thunder and lightning tossed and turned, looking up to the sky and roaring, releasing a lethal force that could destroy the world and destroy the earth.

At this moment, it is not an exaggeration to describe this scene with the words devastating.

The screams rang out, extremely miserable, heart-wrenching, echoing in everyone's ears for a long time.

In an instant, those who were still scolding just now all closed their mouths, one by one, like clay sculptures and wood carvings, their faces full of disbelief.

"Who the hell is this guy and why is he so powerful?" some of them were already shivering, and slowly retreated towards the periphery.

There are also people who are lucky, thinking that they can get away with hiding behind others.

But they didn't know that Yang Ling's target was not one of them, but everyone.

In fact, when he saw Wu Hua and Wu Xi being insulted, and felt their pain, he decided to kill all these onlookers.

Brush~

At the moment, he turned to the killing field again and rushed towards another small force.

"Run, run!" Those people were scared and urinated, and they turned their heads and ran away when they cried for their fathers and mothers.

However, if it comes to speed, I'm afraid no one here dares to compare with Yang Ling.

I saw him perform the magic trick of eternity, step out, and come to those people strangely.

Bang~

He swung his fist out, and one golden fist mark after another bombarded out, like the sun falling, blazing hot and magnificent, and smashed directly on their bodies.

In an instant, the men turned into a pile of blood and bones without even making a sound.

Several more people died, which was so fast that people were caught off guard and were powerless to resist.

Therefore, those spiritual cultivators and forces who were originally bullying others and pretending to be powerful were all in a panic.

"Please take action from all the strong men of the Lu clan and stop this person!" someone yelled and pleaded.

"Please ask all the strong men of the Yan clan to take action and adjudicate the evil thief!" someone groveled and begged.

"Please take action from all the strong men of the Ji clan and kill Xiaoxiao!"

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Those people all pinned their hopes on the three royal families.

However, their expectations were disappointed after all, whether it was Ji Wufeng Yan You or Lu Ze, they were all indifferent, they all stared at Yang Ling, their faces were extremely solemn.

At this time, everyone saw the situation in front of them clearly, and the three royal families did not move, and they seemed to be unwilling to make a move easily.

Among those present, in addition to the three major royal families, there were hundreds of people.

Most of them did not hesitate at all, and immediately scattered in different directions.

"It's really a bunch of wretchedness, there are a lot of us, if we join forces, killing him is just a wave of the hand!" someone waved their flags and shouted, wanting to gather the spiritual cultivators here to besiege Yang Ling.

However, as soon as his words fell, a huge palm print struck from behind, with a booming and rumbling power, instantly shattering his body, turning into a puddle of bloody mud, and finally slammed into the ground.

"Ah~" Someone responded to the call, but as soon as he stopped, he saw this bloody scene, which frightened him into howling and fleeing for his life.

Seeing the galloping figures, Yang Ling released his spiritual sense to completely lock on their figures, and then cast the Ten Thousand Fortunes to chase and kill.

Yang Ling seemed to be taking a leisurely step, playing the world, Wan Shijue had been elevated to the end of the world, and he could catch up with those fugitives with every step.

I saw that blood was constantly splashing in the air, and the heads were rolling to the ground, and those people died with fear, unwillingness, and deep resentment, and almost all of them died without blinking their eyes.

It was like a massacre, and there was no hope for it.

With Yang Ling's strength in the late stage of the Body Realm, it was just a matter of letting him deal with these ordinary Yuan Realm spiritual cultivators.

"What should I do, this person's strength seems to have been greatly improved, plus he has that Vajra Zhuo, completely restraining our Zhen clan treasure, I'm afraid that the final result is the same as those people, it will be difficult to escape death!" someone said to Ji Wufeng, his words full of panic.

Not only the people of the Ji clan, but also the other two royal clans are also thinking about countermeasures.

Especially the people of the Lu clan, when they saw Yang Ling being so fierce and domineering, they felt deeply worried about Lu Qing and Lu Yuxuan.

"Let's go, let's get out of here!" At this time, Ji Wufeng made the wisest decision, he did not stay because he cared about the family's face, but took advantage of Yang Ling to chase and kill the others, and quickly left this place with his clansmen.

After the other two royal clans saw the reaction of the Ji clan, the clansmen also looked at each other and fell into a heated argument.

Among the Yan clan, some people advocated staying, after all, they were numerous, and each of them was very powerful, so they were not particularly afraid of Yang Ling at all.

The people of the Lu clan were all hesitant, and Lu Ze, who thought he could fight a draw with Yang Ling, was already speechless, and his face was ugly, as uncomfortable as eating a dead mouse.

At this time, Yang Ling seemed to have turned into a bloody man, and every time he was lucky, someone would die, leaving only an unwilling roar.

"Yang Ling is too powerful, he is obviously a half-step refinement realm cultivator, but why can he be so strong?" The people of the Martial Clan finally let out a bad breath, looking at the bloody scenes in front of them, they felt extremely happy.

At the same time, everyone was full of curiosity about Yang Ling.

"If he is willing to deign to help us, maybe our clan can really be promoted to the royal family of Wangding City!" someone whispered.

I saw Yang Ling alone, killing in and out, like a no-man's land, screaming at a group of strong people, and constantly begging for mercy.

However, they all humiliated Wuhua Wu Xi and other Wu clan people, and they were destined to die.

Soon, from far and near, there were corpses lying on the ground, some of them were quite complete, but most of them were unrecognizable, and the blood had stained the earth red, and the scene looked very miserable.

"People always have to pay for what they have done!"

The wind howled and blew away the bloody breath in the air, and the clothes of the dead rattled like flags falling to the ground.

Yang Ling flicked the long sword in his hand lightly, and the blood beads on the blade dripped down, although it was very light, but in the eyes of others, it was like a mountain pressing down on his heart, and the pressure was huge.

In the distance, there were many spiritual cultivators gathered together, among them some female spiritual cultivators, they really couldn't bear to see Wu Hua and Wu Xi being insulted by a group of stinky men, so they didn't come close from beginning to end.

Of course, many male spiritualists also have good intentions and do not participate in it.

At this moment, they were all terrified, and at the same time they were lucky for their decision.

At this moment, Ji Wufeng and his clansmen had already fled to the entrance of the ancient ruins, they were very hasty, and they had completely lost their original arrogance and command.

"Yang Ling, kill him!" Wu Xi suddenly raised his head, pointed at Ji Yun, and shouted in a hoarse voice.