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Chapter 233 The Three Saints

"What! I'm not mistaken, did he actually block the silver-white light feather back with his bare hands?"

"Yes, it's true. This kid is simply outrageous. His body is so terrible."

The man who took action suddenly changed his expression, and he never thought of it or accepted the result.

Cheng Lingyu took a step forward, and the whole earth was trembling. The terrible shock wave bounced all the people watching the game into the air, and they all exclaimed.

The next moment, Cheng Lingyu was like a mad dragon, using the Thunder Palm, with a great power, rolling the void, making the man roar and roar one after another. Before he could breathe out, his arms were blown out directly.

With a flash, the man roared wildly, and his handsome face showed grief and anger.

All of this came too quickly and too fiercely, and before he could come to his senses, he was beaten to become disabled by Cheng Lingyu.

Zhang Shuying and other fellow disciples were shocked and could not accept it. A cultivator at the fifth level of Soul Martial Arts actually destroyed a master at the peak of Soul Martial Arts with one move.

"Fate is in your hands and you choose, but unfortunately you chose the wrong one."

Cheng Lingyu looked indifferent, and he took a step forward and appeared in front of the man, slowly stretching out his right hand.

"Stop talking, I will never let you have a good time! Silver Feather Soul Refining Slash, go to death for me."

The man launched a mental attack, intending to use the advantage of the peak level of the seventh level of the soul martial arts to defeat Cheng Lingyu in terms of mental attacks and kill him here.

Cheng Lingyu did not take action, allowing his opponent to use the strongest attack, and he wanted to make the opponent convinced.

The man's mental attack turned into a transparent silver light feather, releasing a terrifying wave that made the soul slash and slashed towards Cheng Lingyu, but was blocked by a dreamlike soul sword.

With a bang, Light Feather hit the soul sword, so people thought that the soul sword would be broken, and Light Feather would continue to rush forward, but the result was the opposite.

The soul sword remained motionless, looking proudly at the sky, while the dazzling light feather exploded, and the unwilling and roar of the soul dissipated in the strong wind.

"You...you..."

The man was extremely frightened, like a ghost in the daytime, shook his head and roared wildly.

"No...I don't believe it..."

"I said, this is your destiny and I am destined to meet you."

The soul sword broke through the air, pierced the man's head, pushing him into a dead end.

"No! No! No..."

A shrill scream resounded around, but could not reverse the established result.

"Senior brother..."

Zhang Shuying screamed, with an expression of incomparable sadness on her face.

"Kill this kid and avenge your senior brother."

The rest rushed forward to kill Cheng Lingyu and avenge the man.

Cheng Lingyu was in a calm state, his hands spread out gently, and a terrifying super gravity field appeared instantly. The monks who rushed over were exclaiming and roaring one after another, all fell to the ground, making heart-wrenching roars.

Zhang Shuying was startled and cried and scolded: "You demon, I'll fight you."

Cheng Lingyu looked at Zhang Shuying and said calmly: "Your senior brother said before that what we mean here is strength, not reason. Do you still remember?"

Zhang Shuying looked sad and angry and hatred, and she felt extremely regretful.

Under Cheng Lingyu's feet, the monks were pressing against the ground, and the bones of their bodies made a broken sound, screaming and screaming, their eyes were directly sucked out by the terrible overweight pressure, and they exploded in an instant.

The internal organs were broken one by one, the heart broke out of the chest cavity, and was forcibly pulled out of the body, and exploded on the ground.

The horrifying scene was horrifying, and hundreds of monks around were all shocked.

Cheng Lingyu's methods were so terrible. His elegant indifference and charming cruelty were deeply engraved in everyone's hearts like a brand.

Zhang Shuying rushed over and fell to the ground before she got close. She hit the ground with her knees, her bones instantly shattered, and she let out a harsh scream and a cry of grief.

The severe pain made Zhang Shuying's facial features twisted, tears rolled down, and she felt nothing about beauty. She knelt there in humiliation.

"This is what you owe them, it is you who have led them to the path of death, and I am just helping you execute it. Repent at the moment of death."

Cheng Lingyu's voice is elegant and cold, charming and cruel, and has a kind of crazy hotness.

Tian Feng was tempted by this and shouted: "Junior Brother Cheng, you are so awesome."

Nie Jiaolong felt relieved when he looked at Zhang Shuying, who was kneeling on the ground, with distorted facial features, crying and trembling all over.

"Cheng Lingyu, you...you...thank you."

Nie Jiaolong didn't know what to say, so he could only express his inner touch with thanks in the end.

Cheng Lingyu smiled and shook his head.

Hu Yuer praised: "It's so beautiful, it's settled in just a few seconds. Is that a combination of formation and martial arts?"

Cheng Lingyu looked back at her and smiled and said, "Yes, you know so much about the combination of formation and martial arts."

Looking around, Cheng Lingyu looked at hundreds of monks.

"If you have no objection, just go with your own business."

The voice was very calm and the tone was very gentle, but everyone felt a terrifying feeling, recalling a sentence Cheng Lingyu had said before.

"I'm not scary, but it's hard for anyone who's seen me to forget my name."

It is a kind of self-confidence, and even more a kind of self-confidence.

No one cared about it before, but now no one dared not care.

Most of the people watching the game dispersed silently, while a small number were still watching, considering whether to take action.

Cheng Lingyu ignored those people and said to Tian Feng: "Senior Brother Tian, ​​please heal your injuries first."

Tian Feng asked, "Will we go in right away?"

"No hurry, I will call you when I go in."

Cheng Lingyu glanced at Nie Jiaolong, then walked towards Hu Yuer.

Hu Yuer had some companions, but she stood in the distance, with more than a dozen men and women, all of whom looked at Cheng Lingyu with strange eyes, full of shock and curiosity at him.

Hu Yuer smiled and met Cheng Lingyu's charming eyes, with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth.

"You smiled at me like this, and there were many people nearby who were jealous and wanted to come up and kick me away."

Cheng Lingyu seemed to be smiling, half true and half false.

Hu Yuer deliberately looked left and right, and said with a vivid expression: "Those are cowards, don't care."

"The cowardly people are generally difficult to deal with because they live longer."

Cheng Lingyu came to Hu Yuer with a friendly and elegant, charming and seductive smile on his face, and his eyes were like dreams, making people easily fall into it.

"Your eyes are so beautiful, clearer than women's."

Hu Yuer was not afraid of Cheng Lingyu at all. Instead, she looked up at him with her head. Her expression was very attractive, which made many monks nearby secretly jealous and stared at Cheng Lingyu with bad eyes.

Feeling those unfriendly gazes, Cheng Lingyu smiled and said, "Your charm is really great?"

"Is there any? Why do you feel like you don't care at all?"

Hu Yuer smiled naughtyly and retorted cleverly.

Cheng Lingyu smiled and said, "If I don't care, I won't come."

Not far away, Nie Jiaolong looked at Cheng Lingyu and Hu Yuer, his eyes were strange, with a strong sense of loss and a little jealousy.

After getting along with Cheng Lingyu, Nie Jiaolong was already influenced by him without realizing it, leaving an indelible mark in his heart, which was a kind of love between the opposite sex.

Nie Jiaolong never mentioned it, but she knew in her heart that she was stepping into the quagmire step by step.

From Yunyang City to Guihun Valley, and then to Sunset City, there is a lot of intersection between the two sides, but there is always something missing?

During this trip to ancient ruins, Cheng Lingyu saved Nie Jiaolong, and the distance between the two sides seemed to be much closer all of a sudden.

But for some reason, Nie Jiaolong felt that Cheng Lingyu was getting farther and farther away, becoming more and more mysterious, and becoming more and more unable to see through.

"Is it fate missing?"

Nie Jiaolong asked in his heart that she knew the relationship between Lan Xiaozhu and Cheng Lingyu, and she was as famous as Lan Xiaozhu, so why was she not as good as Lan Xiaozhu in this regard?

Hu Yuer looked at Cheng Lingyu with a smile and asked, "I really care?"

Cheng Lingyu smiled without saying a word, turned his head to look at the stone tablet, and asked, "Why are so many people stopping here but not entering?"

Hu Yuer gave Cheng Lingyu a blank look, as if she was blaming him for not distracting the topic.

"After this stone tablet, you will enter the internal area. Not only are the restrictions and conditions relaxed, but the danger is also much greater. If you are not careful, you will encounter giant monsters and strange beasts in the blood martial arts realm. Many people have died inside."

"So these people are here and waiting quietly?"

"The cultivators in the Blood Martial Realm have basically entered, and some disciples in the Soul Martial Realm have also gone with them. Most of the people who stay here are individual tourists from each sect and sect, and they know that they will not get any benefits when they enter, so they gather here for the time being to pay close attention to the movements of each sect."

Cheng Lingyu looked at the three words on the stone tablet and asked, "What does these Three Holy Palaces represent?"

Hu Yu'er's eyes flashed, and she looked around with a thief, making Cheng Lingyu laugh.

"According to ancient legend, there are three peerless beauties around the Saint Xuanxing who have been fighting for his whole life. They are all in the realm of holy martial arts and are famous all over the world. These three holy palaces are likely to be the palaces of the three peerless beauties in this ancient ruins, located in the internal area."

Cheng Lingyu was a little surprised, and he didn't expect that the Three Saints Palace originally meant this.

"In this way, are there at least four saints in this ancient ruin?"

Hu Yuer smiled and said, "Who knows this? I'm not a good friend."

Cheng Lingyu smiled and said, "Why do I think you know more about things than others? You can be considered a master of everything."

Hu Yuer smiled and said proudly: "You can see that with your eyes."

Cheng Lingyu laughed and scolded, "You are really not humble at all. Since you are so powerful, why don't I go in now?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Hu Yuer and wanted to know what she was thinking.

Hu Yuer raised her eyebrows and said, "Test me, let me calculate it for you."

After taking a small step, Hu Yuer pretended to be around Cheng Lingyu, muttering: "I'll turn, I'll turn, I'll turn, I'll change, I'll change, I'll change. Haha... I've calculated it."
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