The whole house collapsed, and his figure swept through the void and rushed into the flames.

Boom! Waterfall

The sound of the cloth falling to the ground sounded, and a green light paused in the center of the flame for a second, then suddenly passed through and came to Ling Zhibei.

laugh!

A sword pierced into his chest.

Ling Zhibei's skin twitched for a moment, staring at Chu Xiu who was so close to him. In his cold and dark eyes, the boundless murderous intent was fascinating. He

He lowered his head in a daze and looked at his chest. The sword had already been completely penetrated.

"How is that possible!" He gritted his teeth and spit out a few words, raising his hand unwillingly.

This is a unique move that he took more than 20 years of hard work to get out. However, his most powerful move, the move that defeated the mighty An Luoheng and Fu Susu... Now, he can't beat a small Chu Xiu?

No! It's Ye Xingchen! But even Ye Xingchen, he was not willing to die just now!

"Yan came..."

Puchi!" Chu

The sword in the cultivator's hand cuts across.

Ling Zhibei's entire chest was cut off, and his fierce murderous intent was raging in his body. The power he had just accumulated suddenly dissipated. His left arm drooped softly, but pressed on Chu Xiu's shoulder.

He looked at Chu Xiu with resentment, his teeth and eyes were cracked.

He never thought that he would be the one who lost in the end.

After An Luoheng was seriously injured by Fu Susu. He originally thought that no one in the Ye family was his opponent, but unexpectedly he fell into the hands of Chu Xiu, a young boy!

The sky and Ling Duanhai were all dead in his hands, and the Ling family was also ruined by this boy. Even if he was connected to the near-divine realm, he was defeated. Could this boy be the nemesis of the Ling family? Ling Zhibei was full of anger and resentment.

He is only one step away from reaching the supreme realm! He has been in China for nearly a hundred years! He has made the Ling family stand on the top of the world with his own strength...

However, all this was ruined by the man in his twenties in front of him!

"Ye Xingchen! Chu Xiu!" He gritted his teeth, "Why! Why!"

Swish!" Chu

Xiu raised the sword in his hand and cut off Ling Zhibei's left arm and shoulders, and then slashed towards his neck.

"I'm not willing! Chu Xiu, you will pay the price sooner or later! You will pay the price sooner or later!"…

…

"I really killed someone!" Tian Xiaolei muttered.

If you create such a big momentum, what's the point of killing someone?" The assistant next to you seemed very calm. In this case, either Ling Zhibei died or Chu Xiu died, right?

Xiaolei turned around and glared at him, then said to the photographer: "Photos are taken!"

It can't be broadcast even after filming."

Don’t worry, just take a photo!"

...

"Ling Zhibei set a trap in the Ling family, kidnapped Ye Wuque, and asked An Luoheng and Fu Suruweng. He originally thought he had no opponent, but he unexpectedly fell into the trap and returned home in the Ye family." Yue Ruhua sighed, "This is also considered a cycle of retribution, right?"

Liu Yan finally had a smile in his eyes: "No matter what, it would be Chu Xiu to win in the end, which is also a good thing for us."

Yue Ruhua didn't say anything more. Liu Yan only cared about interests. If the Ling family did not choose to support Qingyun Sect and joined forces with her, she would probably be looking forward to Chu Xiu's death?

…

How is that possible! Ling Yun squatted on the ground with his butt, his face full of fear.

His hands and feet were cold and his teeth were trembling.

Although I had seen Ling Zhibei seriously injured before, I saw Chu Xiu break through Ling Zhibei's strongest move and was about to kill him under the sword, he was still extremely frightened.

But the pillar of their Ling family, without Ling Zhibei, their Ling family is nothing!

But now, a person who he felt was bound to die actually looked at Ling Zhibei's neck who looked like a god!"

Chu Xiu..." He trembled and read these two words...

…

"It's finally over." Bai Luoyi sighed as Chu Xiu's sword slashed towards Ling Zhibei's neck.

"Not necessarily." White

Luo Yi was stunned for a moment and quickly looked at Qiushan...

…

"Boom!" Chu

When Xiu's sword was about to fall on Ling Zhibei's neck, a white light hit him and knocked the sword out.

Ling Zhibei's body was suddenly pulled apart and landed on the ground in the distance.

There was a young man standing there, at most thirty years old, with a jade face, white clothes and a faint smile on his face.

"Old man Ling, it's really miserable." He smiled and joked, lit a few times on Ling Zhibei's body, and waved his hand. The wounds on Ling Zhibei's shoulders and chest were burned by fire, barely storing the scars. Ling Ling's body was covered with scars.

Zhibei Da was sweating profusely, but he held back the pain and didn't scream, but just groaned, not sure if it was because of the pain or because of the man's words.

Zi didn't take it seriously, looked at Chu Xiu who was landing on the ground, and said with a smile: "The strong man in the Tao realm is indeed extraordinary. He can actually condense his will to this extent. However, this boy's consciousness has been destroyed. It's a pity to take it either as an idiot or a vegetable afterwards."

Zhibei survived the disaster, and then he had time to breathe a sigh of relief, but when he glanced at his broken body, his anger rushed into his mind: "You are the only one?"

Why, you are not satisfied with saving your life?"

"Kill him! As long as you kill him, the Qiankun Art in my hand will be yours!"

Zi laughed: "Although I really want it, I'm not sure to defeat him now. And..."

He looked up at the helicopter in the air: "There is already a big deal here, and the boss is very dissatisfied."

Ling Zhibei's face changed and he snorted coldly, stopping talking about killing Chu Xiu.

"It seems you know the importance of it too." The man saw Chu Xiu rushing over with his sword, grabbed Ling Zhibei, turned around and jumped out."

Swish!"

A white light blade hit and a figure rushed towards the man.

The sword in Chu Xiu's hand was raised at the same time, and the gorgeous sword light soared into the sky."

Little girl!" The man reached out to disperse the white light blade. He felt the fierce murderous intent behind him. He waved his hand and pushed Bai Luoyi out directly, and he retreated at the same time.

The bang made a sharp whistling sound in the air and disappeared into the sky.

The man landed on the ground again and frowned and looked at Bai Luoyi.

Bai Luoyi also gritted her teeth and looked at him: "Zhuang Baisheng!"

The man was her senior brother, Zhuang Baisheng, who fell into the devil's path.

"It's still as troublesome as when I was a child." Zhuang Baisheng scratched his head and smiled, ignoring Bai Luoyi, but turned around and looked at Chu Xiu.

! Chu

Xiu raised his sword and came to Zhuang thunderously.

Bai Sheng pushed Ling Zhibei out, and several rings on his arm condensed, emitting colorful light.

Sea Dragon Ridge!

"boom!"

The sword collided with the palm, and Zhuang Baisheng's arm trembled quickly, and a powerful shock wave appeared on his elbow, directly shattering the wall behind him, but Chu Xiu's sword did not retreat at all, cutting through the true energy in his hand and slashing towards his palm.

"Thorn!"

The sharp thorn rushed out of Zhuang Baisheng's palm and pushed him backwards.

A few dozen meters away, he looked down at his palm, saw a blood mark on it, and shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's really amazing."

"Zhuang Baisheng, I advise you to do your best, otherwise my fate will be yours." Ling Zhibei sneered.
Chapter completed!