The man with the broken arm didn't feel the aura of a spiritual cultivator on Yang Ling's body, he smiled coldly, and slapped it forward.

"Ants don't have the consciousness of ants, they should die!"

Yang Ling had already listed this person as a must-kill target, but he also felt the sudden threat behind him, so he could only give up the attack for the time being.

I saw that his steps were illusory, and he dodged the heavy palm shadows in front of him with one step.

The two obviously didn't expect Yang Ling to react so quickly, they were both stunned, but seeing that Yang Ling was already far away, they continued to fight together.

The battle between Black Cliff and Heming Valley continued, but the former was clearly defeated and began to retreat gradually, but it was not defeated, because most people knew that their Hongfu Lord must have been on his way to support.

On the other side of the battlefield, He Shuyao and the others had already rushed to the battlefield, although they set off behind the reinforcements of the Black Cliff, they arrived one step ahead.

Looking at the corpses in front of them, several people were solemn, you must know that Heming Valley was a surprise attack, but so many people died, it can be seen that the combat effectiveness of Black Cliff is really strong.

Zhang Sheng instructed Yi Yuan with a gloomy face: "Go and tell the valley master that Hong Yuze's support is coming soon!"

Yi Yuan didn't dare to delay, and quickly left to find where their main force was.

And He Shuyao was full of anxiety, although she was worried about Heming Valley, she was even more worried about her He Qianwu.

In this case, it is too difficult for a mine slave to survive.

When she walked into the mining area, she found that many of the caves were full of corpses, and she could not distinguish between friend and foe, so she could only describe them as miserable.

"Grandpa Six, where are you?" Her heart was filled with a sense of powerlessness, and trying to find someone in this chaotic situation was tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

After a while, Yi Ziqi came to her side and said breathlessly: "Sister, I just learned that the captured overseers of the Changyuan Mining Area are being held not far away, let's go and take a look." ”

He Shuyao nodded and agreed, and the two of them walked together, with guards by their side to protect them, which was all arranged by Zhang Sheng.

Half a pillar of incense, they came to the place where the supervisor was held, He Shuyao was so anxious that she rushed in directly and asked, "Do you have a register?"

She also understood that there were so many miners that the overseers would not even remember their names, and could only find clues by looking at the registers.

As a result, she was disappointed, in this period of war and chaos, who cares about the register, and it is too late to save her life.

Yi Ziqi was furious, "You waste, what do you want you to do, just kill it!"

There was an instant wail, these overseers were not black armor guards, some of them didn't even know martial arts, and they managed to survive with ease, they really didn't want to die.

Some people lay on the ground and kept kowtowing, and the ground shook with a bang.

"My lord, whoever you want to find might as well tell me and wait, just to bypass the lives of the little ones!" Some people were paralyzed to the ground in fright, and they were no longer human.

Yi Ziqi showed hatred on her face, and scolded loudly, she really looked down on these straw bales, and picked up a long knife and was about to go up and cut people.

He Shuyao hurriedly stopped her, and then asked loudly, "Who of you knows an old man named He Qianwu?"

When she asked this, she thought it was ridiculous that she expected these overseers to remember the names of the miners.

But there are always unexpected times, and I saw an overseer huddled in the corner with a trembling voice: "I know this person, not long after he was delivered, he is burly and extremely high-spirited, and he comes from a place called Tongtian City, but he was taken away by a guest Qing a few hours ago. ”

"Who took him, and why did you take him away?"

The overseer said tremblingly: "I was taken away by a guest surnamed Yang, I don't know the specific reason!"

He really didn't dare to say that He Qianwu was taken away to feed the leopard, otherwise he would probably be killed with a knife.

He Shuyao's expression was extremely sad, and she pulled Yi Ziqi away, she knew that it was basically impossible to find He Qianwu.

Yang Ling looked up, the sky was already dark, and the black armor guard was about to lose its ability to parry after defeat.

However, the Crane Ming Valley also suffered heavy losses, and they did not continue to pursue, but quickly retreated and gathered at the sound of the earth-shattering horn.

Not far from him, the battle between the two spiritual cultivators was nearing the end, and the man with the broken arm was still slightly inferior after all, and he was staggered by the beating, and blood flowed all over his body.

He shoved the last small piece of snow phoenix tears into his mouth, turned and fled.

And his opponent is also in a worrying state, and he has no power to chase after him, so he can only watch him leave.

But both of them ignored a factor that should not be ignored, that is, Yang Ling, who had been standing from a distance and watching.

Seeing that the man with the broken arm wanted to escape, Yang Ling snorted coldly and killed him.

The man with the broken arm really didn't expect that an ant would dare to block the way, he smiled hideously, punched out, and the huge energy roared out, as if to break through this world.

Yang Ling was unmoved, with the infinite strength of the explosive man in his body, he held up the Vajra Method, and rushed towards the sharp fist without avoiding it.

Outside of his body, there was a surging blood-red true power, reflecting him like a peerless demon king.

Until this moment, the broken arm knew that he was wrong, the person in front of him was not an ordinary person, but used some secret method to cover his own breath.

However, he was still not worried, because Yang Ling did not give him a sense of danger, and he was already shrouded in the shadow of his ten thousand heavy fists, if nothing else, he would at least be seriously injured.

'Bang~'

They collided between the lightning and flint, and the shadow of the ten thousand fists shrouded down like a sea of fists, and the strength was incomparably powerful, which could destroy the mountains and crack the peaks, and the fists were even more radiant, stabbing people's eyes in pain.

Yang Ling's vajra method made him as solid as a rock, and he could be intact in this sea of devastating fists, and his blood-red true power swept the sky like a huge spider web, firmly fixing him without moving.

The person with the broken arm was shocked, he didn't expect it to be this kind of result, and he wanted to stop, but it was too late.

Yang Ling thundered out, and the silver rake teeth in his hand stabbed down, and the target was the opponent's remaining arm.

The man with the broken arm is not in danger, although he was seriously injured before, but he is confident that he will not be severely injured by such a seemingly non-threatening person, because he once practiced a special body protection skill, which can greatly improve the strength.

I saw that mysterious runes were born on his arms, and the runes flashed with dazzling light, like a layer of rune armor guarding his body.

But the next moment he was terrified, the bland silver rake teeth in Yang Ling's hand actually pierced his arm without hindrance.

'Click~'

When the light receded like a tide, Yang Ling's hand grasped an arm covered with runes, and it was not until a few breaths later that those runes slowly disappeared.

It was only then that Severed Arm let out a terrified howl, for everything was happening so fast that he couldn't believe it.

"Your thighs are so smelly, they dirty my hands!" Yang Ling's face was full of disgust, and he directly threw that arm into the distance.

The man with the broken arm staggered backwards, his arm bleeding profusely, and the essence of his body was rapidly draining.

'Knock~Knock~Knock'

Yang Ling didn't intend to let him go at all, pressing forward step by step, every step was like a twilight drum beating, bombarding the other party's heart.

The man with the broken arm was struck by lightning, blood spurted out of his mouth, his state was declining sharply, the loss of essence in his body was even more serious, and the instability of the Purple Mansion was about to collapse.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you immediately, take a good look at the world, take a good look at this ant in front of you!" Yang Ling's heart was full of anger, since he left Tongtian City, all the strong people he met regarded ordinary people as ants, thinking of these bits and pieces, the resentment that he had been holding back in his heart all came to his heart.

The man with the broken arm turned pale, and he turned and fled, his heart filled with fear.

Yang Ling flew up, didn't use any gorgeous moves, just a simple kick.

'Click~'

The thigh with a broken arm suddenly twisted, obviously broken, but it was not over yet, Yang Ling's face was hideous, and he made up for it again, and the other party's stump leg flew high and didn't know where it fell.

And just like that, the guy died in this torment that was worse than death, and he paid a terrible price for his contempt for life.

Yang Ling's heart was at peace, all the anger accumulated during this period of time was released, and he felt that his state of mind had changed unconsciously, letting go of a lot, but also grasping more, which was a kind of sublimation.

He looked up and saw that the spiritual cultivator who had attacked him with the Broken Arm Man was nowhere to be found, obviously because he was too seriously injured to fight Yang Ling head-on.

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