The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

4120 - Take a sentence back

4120 - Take a sentence back
Song Dabao was so angry that he roared like a beast, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't resist.

The young man's feet seemed to be carrying a heavy weight, and he couldn't move even a little bit.

The young man looked disdainful, and with a slight force, Song Dabao screamed, as if his bones were crushed.

"Just you trash, struggling like this can't change anything, I advise you, be sensible, your life is worthless, I don't care to kill you."

"Hehe, I want your foot, and I want your head."

Ling Hantian pushed the far door away and chuckled. Although he and Song Dabao met each other by chance, he also sympathized with Song Dabao's experience.

"Brother Ling"

When Song Dabao saw that it was Ling Hantian, he lost his mind for a while. He didn't expect Ling Hantian to come back alive.

Several young people in the courtyard were stunned, and the young man who stepped on Song Dabao laughed grinningly after a while, "Tsk tsk, I didn't expect this trash to have a helper. I just washed the marrow and cut the bones, right? You can't be a hero with this little ability."

"Although it's just washing the marrow and cutting the bones, it's enough to deal with a few garbage."

Ling Hantian smiled faintly. Among these young people, the most powerful one should be the one who stepped on Song Dabao.

Although the divine sense cannot be used here, Ling Hantian has learned the method of observing qi.

He could tell at a glance that the breath of will emanating from this young man's body was only equivalent to the peak of the first order.

"Really? Then I will see what you are capable of, brothers, and greet them!"

"Hey, Brother Jie, we happen to exercise our muscles and bones."

Several young people immediately laughed badly, and surrounded Ling Hantian and Heiman one after another, gearing up.

"Quick fight!"

Ling Hantian let out a soft drink, and immediately raised his finger, with willpower constantly gathering in that finger.

He drew it with one finger, and what he used was to cut off the mountains and rivers, instantly separating several young people two feet away.

"Consciousness?"

A few young people froze for a moment, and tested it with their fists, all of them could not help showing surprise, this consciousness technique is too strong.

sizzle!

Heiman instantly turned into a soaring snake, and his body was stronger than before after washing the marrow and cutting bones. Heiman went straight to the leading youth.

"monster""

The young man had never seen a creature like Heiman before, and he was really shocked for a while.

And when he was in a daze, Heiman wrapped an old snake around his roots, directly tying the young man in the middle.

Before this move, a ruler was trapped to death, but now Heiman makes another move after a long time, and it is still invincible.

The young man found himself trapped and struggled with all his strength, but he was shocked to find that it was useless.

"Die!"

Ling Hantian jumped forward, took out the Sanxuan Divine Saber, and slashed out, just right on the young man's neck.

laugh!
However, with this knife, it only penetrated three points to the bone, and did not let the young man's head move.

"What a hard head!"

Ling Hantian was startled, the Sanxuan Divine Saber is a rank nine divine weapon, yet it didn't cut off the young man's head with a single blow.

Just this defensive power is much stronger than Zhu Tianyu's.

After receiving such a heavy blow, the young man screamed in pain, and blood sprayed out continuously. The scene was very bloody.

Those young people who came with him were frightened stupid, their leader was killed so quickly.

"Break!"

Since he couldn't stop chopping the young man's neck, Ling Hantian simply gave up the Sanxuan Divine Saber, grabbed the young man's head with both hands, and twisted it hard.

This time, Ling Hantian exhausted all his strength, and found that the will power flowing in his body was converging towards his hands.

The instant burst of power was so strong that Ling Hantian was surprised.

Click!

The head of the young man named Brother Jie made a cracking sound, and Ling Hantian wrung it off, and blood spurted out.

Ling Hantian turned over to avoid being splashed with the young man's blood. He landed firmly on the ground, holding his bloody head.

"Master, please forgive me!"

The faces of the remaining youths turned pale with fright. It was too frightening for them to have seen such a bloody scene.

Ling Hantian glanced at everyone, then at the stunned Song Dabao, and asked coldly, "Is what you said just now true?"

"Master, are you talking about Miss Yu'er?"

One of the young men raised his head cautiously to take a peek at Ling Hantian, and asked in a trembling voice.

Ling Hantian nodded, and when the young man saw this, he immediately nodded, "It is indeed Miss Yu'er who asked us to come."

Wow!
Song Dabao spit out a mouthful of reversed blood in a panic, and he fell to the ground, all his persistence turned into a knife piercing his chest.

"Brother Song, look away, it's not worth it for such a bitch."

Heiman regained his human form and hurried to help Song Dabao, deeply feeling that Song Dabao was not worth it.

Although Ling Hantian doesn't know the past of the two, but it seems that Song Dabao is also a man of love, not because of deep affection, and he will never be like this.

"All of you, go away, and tell me another sentence, tell that Yu'er, today she looks down on my brother, and in the future my brother will make her look down!"

Waving his hands to those young men whose legs and feet were trembling with fear, Ling Hantian spoke lightly.

The young people seemed to have been pardoned, but just when they stood up, Ling Hantian said coldly: "Wait!"

One of them, Ling Hantian, repented, and was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and kowtowed for mercy.

"Bring this corpse back too." Ling Hantian pointed to the corpse whose neck was broken by him on the ground.

A group of people hurriedly picked up the corpse and left the hut, leaving Ling Hantian and the other three, and the yard was very quiet.

Song Dabao seemed to have lost his soul, neither Ling Hantian nor Heiman knew how to comfort him.

It took an hour before Song Dabao's eyes recovered a bit. He smiled wryly and said, "You two brothers, let you see a joke."

"Brother Song, what are you talking about, but I don't know what plans you have in the future?" Ling Hantian shook his head and asked softly.

Song Dabao sighed, he was also very hesitant, but he was not in a hurry, he looked at Ling Hantian and Heiman and said.

"Brother Ling, you killed Nangong Sha's younger brother, he will come to trouble you soon, you go first."

"Brother Song, who is this Nangongsha?" Heiman asked calmly, not caring.

Song Dabao had a look of powerlessness on his face, and said with a wry smile, "Nangong Sha is the young patriarch of the Nangong family, and was admitted to the Martial Arts Academy last year."

Afterwards, under Ling Hantian's inquiry, he also learned that there were some powerful families here.

For example, the Nangong family has a lot of influence in Bairong City, and Nangong Cha is a genius disciple of the Martial Arts Institute.

But for the one named Yu'er, Song Dabao deliberately avoided, as if he didn't want to mention the name.

"Brother Song, don't worry, it's just a Nangong family. When we are admitted to the Martial Arts Institute, they will have nothing to do."

Ling Hantian reached out and patted Song Dabao to comfort him.

Song Dabao laughed at himself again, how could it be so easy to be admitted to the Martial Arts Institute, he has not yet qualified.

(End of this chapter)