"Boom"

More than a dozen figures appeared in the field, looking at the scene in front of them, their eyes full of horror.

"If there is an accident with the son, you will all have to die!" The cold voice made a chill rise in the hearts of Tang Mengli and the others. Looking at Yao Qiang's cold, emotionless eyes, he didn't have the courage to look directly.

"You count......" A middle-aged man in a white robe in the group led by the middle-aged woman just wanted to say something, but he only said half of it, and then he couldn't say it anymore, because he was choked by Yao Qiang's neck, and his whole body was also lifted up by Yao Qiang with one hand. His face turned red instantly.

"Keep people!" said the middle-aged beautiful woman hurriedly, but she was still a step too late.

The sound of bones breaking clearly sounded in everyone's ears, looking at the corpse of the white-robed man who fell to the ground, and then seeing Yao Qiang's cold and hard face, everyone's lips were a little dry, it turned out that this was also a cold-blooded demon who killed people without blinking. A master of the eighth stage of the ground level is so light, and he can kill at will!

"Boom!"

A powerful momentum emanated from Yao Qiang's body, and Yao Qiang's strong momentum actually made everyone present have some difficulty breathing, and their faces turned red!

"Kill you, it's easy, don't try to challenge my bottom line!" Yao Qiang's cold voice was like a basin of cold water poured on everyone's heads. Yao Qiang's momentum proved to them that it was not a lie!

"Moreover, I am in Tianmen, and my combat power is still not ranked!" Yao Qiang's words made everyone's hearts stir up turbulent waves. With Yao Qiang's cultivation like this, he still can't be ranked in the Heavenly Gate, how many hidden masters are there in Tianmen? They also thought that this was Yao Qiang's alarmism, but they couldn't find a reason for Yao Qiang to be alarmist.

And they also understood Yao Qiang's words, Yao Qiang was passing on a news, if Chu Ling had an accident, then there would be an unprecedented huge turmoil in China, although this qiē exceeded everyone's expectations. Or maybe it's an accident that is basically impossible, but it has caused the scene today!

After Yao Qiang finished speaking, he dodged and left.

"Childe!" Yao Qiang looked at Chu Ling, who was covered in blood, his clothes were torn, and his face was pale, and he shouted loudly, and Yao Qiang's cry also attracted the rest of the people.

When everyone saw Chu Ling's miserable appearance at this time, they felt an indescribable feeling in their hearts! There was bitterness, sorrow, and a trace of sadness. They could feel the faint breath of life on Chu Ling's body.

Yao Qiang took out a jade bottle and poured out a pill, this pill was smooth in color and exuded a rich fragrance, which made people feel intoxicated with uncontrollable self-hanging.

"Purple Immortal Golden Pill!" exclaimed the middle-aged beautiful woman. The shock to her heart today was the most intense. And the exclamation of the middle-aged beauty also shocked the rest of the people, they naturally understood the meaning of the four words of the Purple Immortal Golden Pill!

The Purple Immortal Golden Pill has the effect of reviving the dead, even if the injury is serious, it will be fine. And the precious medicinal materials needed are even more numerous, and it is the most difficult to refine! It can be called a divine medicine! Now in the cultivation world, only the Yan family, which ranks among the three major divine families, has the ability to refine it! And the other major forces may also have it, but it is not known!

The middle-aged beautiful woman saw Yao Qiangli sending the Purple Immortal Golden Pill she said into Chu Ling's mouth, and there was deep regret in her eyes.

Under the gaze of everyone, Chu Ling did not show the slightest sign of improvement, which made Yao Qiang's face change, and his eyes instantly turned blood-red.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

The continuous coughing sound attracted everyone's attention, and when Yao Qiang's blood-red eyes saw the owner of the voice, a bloodthirsty aura emanated from his body, and he slowly put down Chu Ling's body and flashed to the person's side.

"Master Qingyun, you damn it!" The cold and merciless voice made the somewhat dazed Master Qingyun wake up instantly, but in an instant, a sharp pain came, making him scream: "Ah......hh

Master Qingyun's right arm was actually torn off by Yao Qiang, and blood splattered, splashing Yao Qiang's face. But Yao Qiang ignored it, and his arms instantly used force, and he tore off the left arm of the Master Qingyun.

The severe pain made the Venerable Qingyun scream incessantly, and he tried hard to make himself unconscious, but he was still awake!

Yao Qiang, the body of the Master Qingyun was casually let to the ground, and he raised his foot and pressed against the left leg of the Master Qingyun!

"Ah......h

Master Qingyun's left leg was crushed by Yao Qiang inch by inch, and the screams made the people around him wrapped in cold, and the corpses were split, and they still used brute force to tear their bodies apart. This can make people feel the pain in the body more clearly!,

"Enough!" the middle-aged beauty snorted coldly.

Yao Qiang turned around in an instant, his blood-red eyes stared at the middle-aged beauty without emotion, and a powerful momentum pressed against the middle-aged beauty.

"Poof"

The middle-aged beautiful woman vomited blood and flew upside down, and the faces of the people around her changed, but when she saw Yao Qiang's blood-red eyes, she didn't dare to move!

"Next time, I'll kill him!" the cold voice pierced into everyone's hearts like a sharp sword. The faces of the crowd were a little pale. The middle-aged beautiful woman, with a hint of self-deprecation on her face, is the strongest among this group of people, reaching the ninth stage of the ground level, but in Yao Qiang's hands, he is still vulnerable, and he is still so young!

Tang Mengli hurriedly dodged and helped the middle-aged woman who fell to the ground up! The middle-aged woman saw Tang Mengli's inquiring and concerned eyes, and shook her head with a wry smile!

"Ah Qiang!"

Hearing this weak voice, his blood-red eyes instantly became clear, and he no longer cared about the life or death of the person on Qingyun, and flashed to Chu Ling's side.

"Childe!" Yao Qiang's voice was a little choked.

"Hehe, Childe is fine!" Chu Ling said with a weak smile.

"Ah Qiang knows that Gongzi Jiren has his own natural appearance!" Yao Qiang tried hard to control his tears and not let it fall!

"Hehe," Chu Ling chuckled weakly.

"Ah Qiang, return the sword to Miss Tang!" Chu Ling continued, holding the sword in his hand with some difficulty and handing it to Yao Qiang.

"Yes!" Yao Qiang hurriedly took the sword in Chu Ling's hand and handed it to Tang Mengli behind him.

"Miss Tang, the sword is still intact!" Chu Ling said with a weak smile, and after speaking, he fell into a coma again.

When Tang Mengli heard Chu Ling's words, her heart was full of mixed feelings, Chu Ling's love for borrowing the sword had actually been returned. Chu Ling's sword dancing can be said to be specially taught to her, and Chu Ling's swordsmanship has made her understand a lot and benefit a lot. However, what Tang Mengli didn't expect was that Chu Ling would care so much about her words, and still want to save her sword in that critical situation!

Yao Qiang looked at Chu Ling's miserable appearance of being weak and unconscious, and he actually had the urge to cry, since he followed Chu Ling, he had never seen Chu Ling so miserable!

"Childe, it's time for Ah Qiang to protect you next!" Yao Qiang said silently in his heart.