However, before this electric sword could kill a thousand steps, it was hit by a bloody spear, shattered in the air, and dissipated in front of everyone as a starry light.

At this moment, Yang Ling's face was extremely ugly, and he looked at the blood spear, only to see a group of dozens of people walking towards him, all of them walking in a dragon and tiger step, with a heavy light of Yuan Force lingering on their bodies, everyone was a strong person, and the lowest was also a cultivator in the late stage of the Yuan Realm.

The leader was eight feet tall, with a rugged face, and his body was full of explosive power, and his upper body, his bronzed skin exuded a pale golden glow, like an unbreakable rock, enough to make the enemy feel powerless.

There is a person on his left, a woman, but she covers her face with a light veil, and her true face cannot be seen, but judging by her graceful figure, she should be a beauty.

And the person walking on the right hand of the man was He Lie, I saw him smiling, indescribably happy, and at the same time said something to the great man beside him.

It's a powerful lineup that can scare anyone and sweep away most of the forces here.

Looking at the many war servants around him whose injuries had not yet healed, he could only smile bitterly.

Yang Ling knew very well that these war servants would not necessarily die for him when they were in their heyday, let alone in this kind of adversity.

However, a wave of unevenness rose again, and ridicule came from other directions.

"Brother Yang, you are really a little loach, slippery and tight, let us look for more than ten years, it can be said that you have stepped on the iron shoes, today is good, you actually stood up by yourself!"

Before the sound dissipated, someone shouted, "Hahaha...... It seems that this is destined to be a harvest season, so let's pick this treasure that has been kept for many years!"

Yang Ling was furious, feeling that these people were too arrogant and ignorant, and even regarded him as an object that could be handled at any time.

He used his spiritual sense to observe carefully, and found that most of those people were not his opponents, not to mention that the old man who forcibly snatched away the primordial true bones also left a mark in his body, which could burst out with energy that was very human beings could speculate on in a short period of time.

At the same time, many spiritual cultivators who had fled before returned, and some of them knew Yang Ling, including those who had been enemies before.

Yang Ling's face was extremely solemn, he regretted it now, he should have used the Three Illusions to change his appearance in the first place, otherwise he would not have caused such trouble.

It's too late to disguise himself now, because his aura has been locked, not to mention that there are so many war servants around him to follow closely, so he has also given up the plan of darkness Chen Cang and the golden cicada to get out of his shell.

"Let's go, follow me to the stone hall!" He raised his eyes and saw the stone hall in the distance that exuded an ancient atmosphere, and immediately said to the war servants beside him.

The stone hall was magnificent, and when he looked at it up close, Yang Ling couldn't help but admire.

"Yang Ling, where are you going?" At this moment, He Lie and the others had already arrived not far away.

I saw that his face was flushed, panting in his mouth and nose, and his face was faintly excited.

This is not the joy of reuniting after a long absence, but because I have been fantasizing about how to tease Yang Ling in my heart, I have an alternative sense of satisfaction and excitement.

"It's a shame that you didn't die in that barren wilderness, but it doesn't matter, you're going to die today anyway!" At the end of his speech, He Lie laughed maniacally, and all the depression that had been pent up in his heart for many years burst out, like a madman.

Yang Ling leaned his back against the entrance of the stone hall, and he looked at each other coldly, as if he was looking at a monkey jumping up.

"Oh, what are you going to kill me with, a stinking mouth?"

He looked calm, hiding his anger deep in his heart.

He Lie was slightly stunned, and suddenly roared hysterically: "Waste? Your Yang family is all waste, I found them one by one, and then tortured and killed them, they once knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, if it weren't for you, I might have left them a dog's life! Haha...... It's all because of you, the Yang family's lingering things that are dead!"

Relatives and friends are all Yang Ling's scales, no matter who dares to touch it, it will inevitably attract his endless anger.

I saw that he had a murderous look, picked up the black and heavy knife in his hand and slashed out.

The sword was like a shuttle, and it erupted with a strong power, and even the space made a vibrating sound.

He Lie was shocked, he was still only a cultivator in the late stage of the Transformation Yuan Realm, and it was impossible for him to resist this angry blow.

Seeing that he was about to die in the light of the sword, but at this critical moment, the mighty man moved.

He snorted coldly, and a blood spear that exuded scarlet brilliance suddenly appeared in his palm, this blood spear was extremely bright, and it intercepted towards the actually billowing sword.

Boom ~ The two hit each other, quickly dissolving and annihilating.

The blood spear was transformed into energy, and finally dissipated into a rain of light.

As for the fierce sword, it was quickly annihilated.

In this blow, the two were evenly matched, but both sides knew that they themselves did not use all their strength at all, and in this complex environment, no one would show their true strength for the first time.

"Are you Lu Qing?" asked Yang Ling.

The majestic man shook his head and said, "If it were him, you would have already been blown up with a palm!"