"Humph!"
Ning Lihai snorted coldly.
He waved his hand, and a faint blue spiritual light instantly appeared in his palm.
Blue Spirit Palm!
A huge palm print instantly appeared in the Ling family's reception hall, causing Ling Yuan's expression to change slightly as he shouted loudly.
"Everyone, retreat immediately.”
After saying that, he looked at his daughter and realized that she had already arrived outside the reception hall.
This situation caused Ling Yuan to feel a slight toothache.
However, he didn't have time to think too much about the situation. He followed the wall and left the reception hall.
After arriving outside, he could not help but complain in his heart.
These two children were extremely mysterious.
As a father, he knew that his daughter had definitely not lost her cultivation and become a good-for-nothing.
"Little girl, aren't you worried?"
A voice resounded in Ling Qianxue's mind. The voice was mature and gentle like flowing water.
"What's there to worry about? He was just a fellow who had half a foot in the coffin. He could not be a match for his brother.”
Ling Qianxue replied in her heart. As she said this, a mocking expression appeared on her face.
"You two siblings are really interesting. You little girl, I've absorbed your Spiritual Energy for three years, but you're not angry at all. As for your brother,"
This gentle voice stopped abruptly before it could finish speaking.
With a loud bang, a ferocious aura suddenly appeared.
。。。。。。
A cold glint flashed across Ling Yu's eyes as he looked at the palm that was slowly pushing over.
This old fellow was really vicious. Did he think that he would have to endure a lot of pressure? Come over slowly. Do you want to torture me?
Hehe, his thinking was too simple. How could there be any pressure from such a palm?
He gently drew his sword, his gaze slightly focused, and a slightly mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Heart Monkey Sword Art, Devil Ape Descent!"
With a gentle wave of his sword, a figure filled with a fierce aura flashed and disappeared.
A terrifying and brutal aura instantly erupted. In an instant, a trace of red sword light shot out from the tip of the sword. The huge pale blue palm print was directly pierced through and instantly turned into nothingness.
"What?"
Ning Lihai's expression changed. This was completely out of his expectations. He hurriedly struck out another palm and prepared to counterattack.
However, he had no idea what kind of sword Ling Yu was slashing over with.
Accompanied by the slowly advancing red sword light, a terrifying and ferocious aura rushed straight into Ning Lihai's mind.
" What?!"
Ning Lihai's entire body suddenly stiffened. In an instant, he seemed to see an endless sea of blood. In the sea of blood, a figure filled with an endless ferocious aura stood in the air. His body seemed to have an aura that could break through the heavens.
By the time he came back to his senses, the red sword light had already pierced through his body. His entire life force was instantly cut off by this sword.
"No!"
With a shrill cry, his entire body was instantly minced by a terrifying sword light and turned into ashes.
One sword, breaking all techniques.
I don't care what fancy tricks you have, I'll break them with a sword.
Ning Lihai's tragic state not only shocked the Ling family, but Ning Yang, who was standing at the side and watching his great-grandfather turn into ashes, was also frightened.
He instantly collapsed to the ground, his face covered in cold sweat.
"How, how is this possible?"
Her entire body was shaking like a sieve, especially when she saw Ling Yu slowly walking over. She was so scared that she almost peed her pants.
Ling Yu swept his gaze over Ning Yang. A trace of disgust flashed in his eyes. A red light flashed in his eyes and disappeared. A sword light that ordinary people couldn't see directly entered Ning Yang's body. Then, he raised his head and waved at the few Ling Family disciples standing outside.
"Throw this guy out so that he won't dirty our Ling family's place.”
"Yes, sir! Young Master!"
These youngsters were all proud and proud, directly pulling Ning Yang, who was scared out of his wits and didn't dare to resist, and throwing him out of the Ling Family's main gate.
Before the servants of the Ning family who were driving the carriage could react, they saw their young master pulling him in a sorry state and shouting to leave quickly.
However, on the way, the sword intent left behind by Ling Yu tore the entire carriage into pieces.
"Yu 'er, aren't you being too impulsive? Ning Yang has entered the Sacred Sword Sect, and he's even favored by the sect master.”
After tidying up everything, Ling Yu sat on a chair in the living room and gently took a cup of tea that his younger sister had brewed for him.
He lifted the lid of the tea and took a sip of it as he smiled amicably like the spring breeze.
"Good tea. Qianxue's tea brewing skills have improved.”
Ling Yu felt the fragrance in his mouth, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face. As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the side branch clan leader, who had a troubled expression on his face.
Lingyu's second uncle's heart trembled when he saw his mysterious nephew looking at him.
Did I say something wrong?
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