hiss.

There was a sound of gasping in the scene.

Everyone looked at Ling Yun like a monster, and their eyes were almost glaring out.

Not only will you become more courageous as you fight?

And the higher the cultivation level of Vietnam War?

Do the rest of the people still need to live?

But one person was completely angry.

That is Hao Baichi.

He regretted it now, and he should have done it himself to kill this kid in his infancy from the beginning.

Now that I have not only died so many subordinates, but it has also encouraged Ling Yun's cultivation.

"General, let the last general take action."

A Xuanwu realm warrior stood up.

But Hao Baichi waved his hand: "I want to kill this little beast myself."

Immediately, the aura on his body was released without reservation like a mountain torrent.

Hao Baichi made claws with his hands, and he clawed violently in the air. A huge claw immediately appeared in the void. His claws were sharp and he burst out with a huge momentum, attacking Ling Yun's body.

"The spiritual power can be transformed into shape, and only warriors above the third level of the Xuanwu Realm can do it."

The people around him exclaimed.

Ling Yun was sweating heavily on his forehead, and countless qi locked him, leaving him without any escape.

I saw that the giant claw was about to fall on me.

"Yun'er, be careful."

At the critical moment, Ling Yefeng stood in front of Ling Yun and was subjected to that attack.

"Puff."

A few mouthfuls of scarlet blood were spit out of Ling Yefeng's mouth, making his face pale in an instant.

"Father."

Ling Yun held Ling's father, and Ling Yefeng's blood dyed Ling Yun's clothes red and his eyes red.

"Hmph, Ling Yefeng, I didn't expect that your strength was still so vulnerable. But do you think you could block this little beast once, or twice or three times for him?"

Hao Baichi snorted coldly.

"Nine Five Two Seven, you dog slave, as long as I have a breath, you can't hurt my son's hair."

Ling Yefeng forced himself to breathe a sigh of relief and answered firmly.

"act recklessly."

"Ling Yun, Ling Yefeng looked at the kingly lawlessness, was lawless, and was disregarded by human lives. He still did not repent. Now the Japanese general is here to execute these two rioters on the spot to serve as a warning to others."

Hao Baichi pulled out his blood-drinking sword.

The crazy knife was raised high and cut down towards Ling Yun and Ling Yefeng.

"Who is it that ignorant of the world that dares to come to my general's mansion to act wildly?"

But at this moment, a thunderous roar suddenly rang out in the world.

A huge roar came from the general's mansion, causing the world to tremble.

It also brought Hao Baichi's actions to an abrupt end.

Then, everyone's eyes looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw a phantom from far to near, and in the blink of an eye it spanned dozens of meters.

Wherever you pass, the earth collapses and rocks are cracked.

Finally, the figure stopped in front of Ling Yun and Ling Yefeng, revealing the old but majestic face.

Everyone looked at it with a look of shock.

Only Ling Yun and Ling Yefeng were delighted.

"Father, I want to kill Yun'er."

Ling Yefeng gritted his teeth and said authentically.

Yes, the visitor was once a powerful man and invincible. He was known as the "No. 1 General" of the Jiang Dynasty, and Ling Yun's grandfather: Ling Zong.

Forty years ago, the dynasty declined and the war spread. It was him who followed His Majesty today, fought on the battlefield, expanded territory, and established the current prosperous Jiang Dynasty.

Thirty years ago, the beasts attacked and the creatures were in trouble. He led thousands of warriors to die and fought with the ferocious beasts for ten days and ten nights, and finally retreated to the beasts to ensure the people's living and working in peace and prosperity.

Fifteen years ago, the neighboring country's wolf ambitions launched a mutiny against the Jiang Dynasty. It was him who led one million lions to march northward to pacify the neighboring country, making the ruler dare not cross the border until now.

The shadow of a man and the name of a tree.

Even though Ling Zong was seriously injured in recent years, his cultivation level was no longer there, and he hid in the general's mansion and did not care about worldly affairs.

But no one dared to underestimate his existence.

"General...General?"

Hao Baichi stammered and couldn't say a word for a long time.

He naturally knew the existence of Ling Zong.

But wasn’t Ling Zong obviously seriously injured and his cultivation level was greatly reduced?

But why can the momentum on his body make his legs tremble?

Ling Zong looked at Ling Yun lovingly, and just turned around, fierce lights burst out from his eyes. He stared at Hao Baichi coldly: "Who wants to kill my baby grandson? Is it you? Nine Five-27?"

Under Ling Zong's aura, Hao Baichi couldn't help but take a few steps back, and was shocked: "No... it's impossible. You were seriously injured. A few years ago, even the best doctor in the dynasty said that there was no cure. It was impossible for you to recover suddenly in one day. You must be bluffing."

However, what was returning to him was not a bluff, but a more powerful aura of Ling Zong.

"Hao Baichi, the Japanese general treated you well in the past, but you betrayed me. Today, you want to kill my grandson again. You are no longer qualified to stand in front of me, nor are you qualified to live in the world again."

As he said that, Ling Zong jumped and shot towards Hao Baichi.

"What? Have you really recovered your cultivation level? The sixth level of Xuanwu Realm? No, it's impossible."

"Blood drinks a crazy knife, the knife breaks through the sky."

Feeling Ling Zong's aura, Hao Baichi was extremely frightened. Seeing Ling Zong's attack coming, the blood-colored scimitar in his hand was raised high, and the mighty spiritual power gathered on the scimitar, allowing the entire scimitar to be wrapped in a blood-evil energy. The scimitar was cut down by a mad knife. The blood-evil energy turned into blood and spit out a big mouthful of blood, biting Ling Zong's head.

But then, a terrifying scene appeared.

One punch.

Ling Zong just punched him.

Hao Baichi's attack disappeared, and the blood-drinking sword broke into two halves with a clang.

Then, the punch hit Hao Baichi's head along Hao Baichi's arm.

If it hits, Hao Baichi will undoubtedly die.

"stop."

However, before the punch was dropped, a sound of thunder suddenly rang out of the crowd, causing Ling Zong's offensive to stagnate.

Immediately, a team of people came in a turbulent momentum, and the teams were all strong and powerful.

The number has reached a terrifying thousand people.

Especially the elderly man in the top, although he was big belly, his aura was no worse than that of Ling Zong.

Ling Yun's eyes were condensed and he recognized this person at a glance. He was the famous Duke of Zhenguo, Yun Lie's grandfather Yun Sheng.

As soon as Yun Sheng appeared, he sneered repeatedly: "The first military general in the past, and a hero of the dynasty, but he didn't expect that he would openly kill the ministers of the dynasty today and do such a traitor. I have reason to suspect that your general's mansion wants to rebel. Everyone obeys the order and take down all the rioters in the general's mansion. If you resist, kill them.

"I see."

Ling Yun finally understood the reason why the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion was only delayed.

Because what they want is not just to avenge Yun Lie and kill Ling Yun with his hands.

What they wanted was to destroy the entire General's Mansion and let Ling Zong, Ling Yefeng and Ling Zong all die.
Chapter completed!