The Jade Maiden Sword Technique in his hand was supposed to be floating like an immortal, but at this moment, it carried a sharp killing intent.
Wanyan Kang naturally also noticed Ling Weifeng's change.
However, it was useless. He was only a late-stage third-rate cultivator, a major realm lower than Ling Weifeng.
He was no match for Ling Weifeng at all.
Within three or four moves, Wanyan Kang's body was covered in blood. Blood dyed his sleeves red.
"Little Prince!"
A group of servants quickly rushed to the arena and supported Wanyan Kang.
"Brother, I, Wanyan Kang, didn't offend you. Why did I act so ruthlessly?"
With disheveled hair and a ferocious expression, Yang Kang was on the verge of going berserk.
He was the son of King Zhao of Dajin and was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. His parents treated him like a treasure.
He couldn't beat him or scold him, but now that he was seriously injured, how could he tolerate it?
"It's because you're from Quan Zhen Sect."
Ling Weifeng's mouth revealed a faint disdain. It had to be said that Lin Yu-er's influence on her was really great.
Xia Xia was speechless.
"Quan Zhen Sect?"
For the first time, Wanyan Kang felt that he was tricked by Qiu Chuji. In the past, when he didn't mention Qiu Chuji's name, the other party would be polite?
"May I ask which sect this brother is from and what enmity does he have with Quan Zhen Sect?”
With a calm expression, a middle-aged man dressed in Taoist robes stepped onto the arena with his lightness skill.
"And who are you?"
Ling Weifeng narrowed his eyes and sensed a threat from the other party.
"Quan Zhen Sect, Yuyangzi Wang Chuyi"
The Daoist priest did not hide anything and said it directly.
"Martial Uncle!"
Wanyan Kang respectfully called out.
"En, Kang Er, you can leave first."
Wang Chuyi didn't really like this martial nephew Wanyan Kang. Their Quan Zhen Sect had always been doing the great cause of resisting gold. If it wasn't for Wanyan Kang's special identity, he wouldn't even bother to give a damn.
"Yes, sir."
Respectfully bowing, Wanyan Kang's eyes flashed with a thick resentment. He was supported by the servant and left the arena.
"Ha, it's really the old one who hit the young one."
"Do you have any misunderstandings about Quan Zhen Sect?”
Wang Chuyi's temper was good. He didn't look angry at all. Of course, this was also related to the other party hitting Wanyan Kang. He hated Wanyan Kang.
"There's no misunderstanding. I'm Ling Weifeng, the second generation successor of Ancient Tomb Sect."
Ling Weifeng wasn't stupid. She knew that she wasn't Wang Chuyi's opponent, so she simply reported to the sect to scare Wang Chuyi.
"What?! Ancient Tomb Sect?"
Wang Chuyi's expression changed. He still remembered that Wang Chongyang had told them more than once that they were not allowed to provoke the Ancient Tomb Sect's successor.
Very few people knew about Lin Chaoying's fame back then, but the Seven Sons of Quan Zhen Sect knew about it because of Wang Chongyang.
That was a woman who was not much different from his master.
"Since you're the successor of Ancient Tomb Sect, Yu Yangzi won't disturb you."
Wang Chuyi quickly left the arena with his lightness skill.
"Damn, it can't be. Wang Chuyi is so cowardly? The number one sect of the Southern Song Dynasty was actually so cowardly?”
"Yeah, what the hell is this Ancient Tomb Sect?”
"Could it be that Master Ling Chuwei Liang joined Ancient Tomb Sect and is now…"
"Tsk tsk, it's really good to have a good sect."
The players below the arena were dumbfounded. They had thought that Ling Weifeng would have a tough battle to fight.
He didn't expect Wang Chuyi to be so cowardly. He slipped away after reporting to his master?
At the same time, countless players were curious about Ancient Tomb Sect.
"Tsk tsk, what a beautiful young lady. Since they don't want it, I, Ouyang Ke, will accept it."
Ouyang Ke was dressed in white, with a light fur coat and a relaxed look. He looked like he was thirty-five or thirty-six years old. He looked quite handsome, but he was still far from Ling Weifeng.
Moreover, the licentious aura on his body made people feel very uncomfortable.
At least Mu Nianci hated this kind of temperament.
"White Camel Mountain Village, Ouyang Ke, please enlighten me."
Ouyang Ke bowed from afar. As a master invited by Wanyan Hong Lie, he was dragged by Wanyan Kang to find trouble with Ling Wei Feng.
Without wasting any more words, he flew up and slapped Ling Weifeng.
Ling Weifeng narrowed his eyes. She also sensed the other party's killing intent.
However, he, an early second-rate expert, was not a match for Ouyang Ke, a Houtian first stage expert.
She knew that if no one helped her today, she would be in big trouble.
"Father…"
Mu Nianci bit her lips and looked very nervous. It wasn't that she liked Ling Weifeng, but she was kind and didn't want Ling Weifeng to get hurt. Of course, she also had a faint good impression of Ling Weifeng.
Yang Tiexin would give Mu Nianci a reassuring look and raise his spear.
A person who could fight to a draw with Qiu Chuji was naturally not weak.
Ling Weifeng was almost recognized as his son-in-law, so how could he not make a move?
Even if he couldn't beat Ouyang Ke, it wouldn't be a problem for him to fight evenly.
"What? Are you trying to bully us?”
Cold and indifferent, this was Xia Mei's voice.
"Who is it?"
Ouyang Ke stopped and looked around vigilantly.
That aura just now had intimidated him. The person who spoke had an unfathomable cultivation base.
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