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Chapter 15 Put to death(1/2)

When Gan Wuyue saw Ling Tianxing's rushing figure, her heart palpitated inexplicably.

She just didn't want to see Ling Tian Guild killed by those bandits, so she gave the order and immediately turned around to join Ling Tian Guild.

In fact, the reason why these bandits were able to kill and injure countless cultivators was because of surprise attacks and arrows that could break the vitality shield. If they really wanted to fight, no one would be afraid of them. People on my side can use their vitality to attack people. They have used their vitality to nourish their bodies since they were young. Even if they are kicked hard, they will still act like normal people. They can just pat themselves in the dust and still be alive. But if they are ordinary People, if kicked hard, will be out of breath for a long time.

More than ten people rushed forward.

Each concentrated their energy on their hands.

Seeing Ling Tianxing and Fatty fighting together in front, they also joined the fight.

For a time, various colors of vitality flashed, dazzling people, and screams of people in the battle group continued to sound.

Just when a group of people were fighting, behind Ling Tianxing, there was a man who was dressed differently from the other bandits. He took out a long sword with a cold light in his hand, and when Ling Tianxing was unprepared, he aimed straight at his back. Heart episode.

"Tian Xing, be careful."

"Pfft——"

The long sword was inserted into Qian Wuyue's heart.

"Sister Wuyue."

Ling Tianxing was stunned for a moment, then his mind went blank and his heart seemed to be burning.

"no, do not want..."

Ling Tianxing shouted angrily.

"You...go to hell."

Ling Tianxing, who was so angry that he lost his mind at this moment.

"The Thunderbolt Technique of Emperor Shenxiao Zichen."

Ling Tianxing finally activated his hidden trump card, the Thunder Technique of Shenxiao Zichen, the Great Emperor, which he learned in Ghost Emperor City.

Suddenly, a large number of thunderclouds gathered above Ling Tianxing's head.

There was a roaring explosion in the sky.

Leng Hanyang, who had his eyes closed in the sky, suddenly opened his eyes at this time.

"What's going on? That person below is Ling Tianxing? What kind of technique is this? Why is it so powerful?

He has the power of the middle stage of the Transcendence Realm. No, if this continues, the entire bamboo forest will be destroyed by him."

Leng Hanyang controlled the flying sword and flew near Ling Tianxing, using Xuan Gong to cover Ling Tianxing.

"Brother, let me go, I'm going to kill him."

Ling Tianxing roared.

"Junior brother, what's going on?"

"I want to kill him. Sister Yuewu was killed by him in order to save me. I must kill him. Senior brother, let me go."

Before Ling Tianxing's Xuan Gong was activated, it was blocked by Leng Hanyang. He was so panicked that he kept pushing the vitality shield with his hands. The blood vessels and blood vessels were broken due to the smashing of the vitality shield with his hands. The skin and blood kept flowing out.

Leng Hanyang frowned and said, "Junior brother, do you want to kill everyone here? Use such a powerful spell."

"Senior brother can't do it. I can control my Thunder Technique."

"Okay, senior brother, I will believe you."

The vitality shield broke, and Leng Hanyang flew into the air with his flying sword again.

Ling Tianxing continued the previous technique.

Just now, everyone had subdued all the thirty or so gangsters, and the only one left was the gangster leader who was wearing a rather special dress.

At this time, the bandit leader's eyes were full of panic. When the judgment of death came, no one could remain calm.

Thunderclouds gradually formed

"Roar---"

A tiger's roar came from the thundercloud.

Everyone heard the sound and looked up to the sky.

I saw a tiger whose hair was all white, and its whole body was wrapped in lightning. Thunder clouds were stepping on its feet, and it was roaring, as if it was about to hurt people at any time.

Ling Tianxing raised one hand high above his head, as if holding up the thundercloud.

But he never lowered his hand.

With just a wave of his hand, the tiger could tear the bandit leader apart.

"Ling, what are you waiting for? Kill him quickly and avenge the princess."

Qian Fengnan didn't know when he arrived here, and happened to see Qian Wuyue blocking Ling Tianxing's sword.

Ling Tianxing's eyes had turned red at this moment. He looked at the bandit captain whose eyes were gradually becoming hollow due to fear and said, "Tell me, how many people are there in front of you?"

"I...I said...I said, don't kill me."

"Say it."

"There's no...no one in front. As long as we get out of this bamboo forest, we'll be fine."

"Huh, will your attack only be this one? It seems you don't want to tell the truth."

"I..."

The bandit captain looked sideways at the sky.

Leng Hanyang actually nodded towards the bandit.

After receiving Leng Hanyang's instructions, the bandit calmly stood up, patted the dust on his body, and looked directly at everyone.

"Can you answer a question for me before I say it?"

The captain of the mountain team looked at Ling Tianxing.

"what is the problem?"

"Ling Tianxing, why do you care about his problem? Why don't you kill him to avenge the princess?"

Qian Fengnan's eyes turned red.

The bandit captain looked at Qian Fengnan again, then turned back and said to Ling Tianxing.

"Why don't you kill me immediately?"

"Hmph, you bandits are cunning. There are so many of us here. If you have another wave of ambush, I don't know how many of us are alive. But you are the one who knows the situation best. If you don't say , I will also kill you and ask your men."

"So, you are protecting the life and death of your fellow disciples, why don't you kill me?"

The bandit captain became calmer and calmer.

"Yes, you can say it now."

"Oh, really, I haven't had enough fun with you little guys, but if you, the tiger, really fall down, this formation will be destroyed. By then, not to mention the three waves of bandits ambushing in front, it's you. All the senior brothers in heaven will suffer, haha."

"What do you mean?"

Ling Tianxing felt something was wrong. Everyone looked at me and me, and their eyes were fixed on the senior brothers who were standing on the flying sword in the sky.

"Alas, Leng Hanyang, it seems that the gifts you prepared for these little guys are useless, but this one named Ling Tianxing is a good kid. He has courage, courage, and wisdom. How about giving it to us? How about Henfeng?"

The bandit captain started to change as he spoke. His whole figure gradually changed. After a while, the bandit turned into a man wearing white clothes, with a sword on his back, and long hair. It reached below the chest, but this person's hair was not black, but half black and half white. His eyes were sharp and his face was angular.

"Hmph, Ye Guyu, he is the disciple of the sect leader, my junior brother, do you think this is possible?"

"Oh, this is a joke, hehe. Of course, it's not impossible in the future."

"What do you mean?"

"Okay, I won't say anything anymore."

"Brother, what is going on?"

Ling Tianxing said to Leng Hanyang.

"Junior brother, we underestimated your ability. In fact, these are all your illusions."

Leng Hanyang said and waved his hand.

Bang bang————

The surrounding scenery changed. Those bandits all fell to the ground and turned into pieces of bamboo leaves, drifting in the wind.

Everyone saw that not far away, a tiger appeared above Ling Tianxing's head. He raised his hands above his head, obviously supporting this move.

"Well, Sister Wuyue?"

Ling Tianxing saw that except him, everyone else was sitting in the circle surrounded by Leng Hanyang and the disciples of Yuhua Mountain.

Among them was Qian Wuyue who had just died in the illusion mirror.

Ling Tianxing saw that everyone was fine. Although he didn't understand what happened in such a real scene just now, he stopped the trick when he saw that Qian Wuyue was fine.

Standing next to Leng Hanyang was Ye Guyu, a disciple of Tianhen Peak.
To be continued...
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