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Chapter four hundred and eighty seventh kill(2/2)

Although Ling Yi was still angry, he was relieved after taking back the true spirit of Tianyangzi.

Looking at the group of people opposite him: "Die yourself, don't waste my mana."

A group of people glared at Ling Yi. Is this a saying mean?

What does it mean to die?

A young and beautiful woman with excellent temperament stared at Ling Yi: "You have killed someone, do you still have to kill them all?"

Ling Yi looked at the other party: "Have you ever thought about this when you killed someone?"

The woman defended: "We only killed Tianyangzi!"

Ling Yi asked, "Then he has a grudge against you?"

The woman was speechless and said with a stingy head, "We...we..."

Ling Yi raised his hand and slashed out with a supreme killing move. He directly split the woman in half. He didn't even look at the escape from the real spirit and said coldly: "Either I kill you, or just die by myself. No one of you wants to leave this today!"

"Ling Yi, even if you are the former human emperor, you are a bit too bullying, right?" Another young man looked at Ling Yi, "It was said that it was a misunderstanding before..."

clang!

Xuanyang's sword flashed, and the young man was also chopped by Ling Yi.

Energy rolls between heaven and earth, and visions surge.

Two consecutive strokes, splitting two thirty-third-level heavenly powerhouses at the level of the Immortal King. Ling Yi looked at the remaining few people coldly: "You just look young, but in fact they are not young anymore, don't be so naive!"

"Go together! Kill him!" Finally someone couldn't bear the pressure and rushed towards Ling Yi angrily.

The remaining few people also roared and rushed towards Ling Yi.

For a moment, magic weapons flew, swords and swords.

Energy surges between the entire world, forming a terrible energy field.

Ling Yi's blood and energy surged into the sky, and directly transformed into a god of war. Everyone was frightened by the long sword.

Someone was observing secretly in the distance and couldn't help but sigh: "I can't help but sigh! Emperor Ling Ren is back again, and some people are afraid that they will be unable to sleep or eat!"

Someone around him followed and said, "At the same level as the Immortal King, the combat power of Ling Ren Emperor... is simply unparalleled!"

Another laughed and said, "There are so many people who are overestimating their abilities trying to kill him. I really don't know what they think."

On Ling Yi's side, the knife is fatal.

Anyway, there are more than 900 supreme killing moves sealed in the knife. Isn’t it just for use on this group of people?

A group of people, in less than an hour, were killed by Ling Yi, and the immortal king-level flesh and blood were flying everywhere.

In the end, there was only one person left. He couldn't help but kneel in the void and beg for mercy to Ling Yi. This was a young and beautiful girl with long hair draped over her shoulders, graceful figure, delicate and charming face, and white skin.

Anywhere, you are a first-class beauty.

But at this moment, she cried bitterly at Ling Yi and begged for mercy-

"Emperor Ling Ren, I was wrong. I shouldn't have followed me, and I shouldn't have been obsessed with it... Give me aside, I will never dare to do it again, wuwu..."

The beautiful woman, who cried with pear blossoms and rain, felt like I was still pitiful.

Ling Yi glanced at her: "Let's regret it in the next life."

Raising your hand is just a knife.
Chapter completed!
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