The faint fragrance floats. The twelve people received the order at dusk and instantly turned into twelve shadows and rushed into the crowd. Wherever they passed, their bodies were in a mess and there were no living people. They had no feelings. They only carried out the orders and would not show mercy to anyone.

In an instant, the entire Ling family house was filled with miserable fog. The twelve people were like the god of death, and their speed was far beyond Xiao Chen's imagination. No one could live in every courtyard, every room, and wherever they lived.

The fishy wind was blowing, Xiao Chen stood quietly in the strong wind, his clothes were rushing, and he closed his eyes and refused to look: "Master, disciple Yichen committed a huge crime today, and he will apologize again in the future..."

At this moment, the faint fragrance floated and the moon was rushing into the inner courtyard at dusk. The outside courtyard was empty, with only corpses everywhere. Suddenly, Xiao Chen felt the breath of a living person. When he opened his eyes, he was a middle-aged man holding a child and trying to sneak out from him.

The man was so scared that he was scattered when he saw Xiao Chen's cold and ruthless eyes, he said in a daze: "Please don't kill me, please, I'm not from the Ling family..." The child finally cried in fear: "Dad..."

The man hurriedly covered the child's mouth, Xiao Chen's eyes were cold, he turned his head and closed his eyes again. The man immediately felt like he had won the gold medal in avoiding death, and hurriedly ran outside.

The wind in the courtyard gradually became louder, and it still had a sarcastic sound. On this day, a bully family in Qingguo flowed into a river and corpses piled up like mountains. At the same time, Xiao Chen's name will spread throughout the five continents again. Of course, it is a bad reputation. The Wanxian Alliance will launch an endless pursuit of him.

A moment later, the twelve figures finally came back, and two more people were brought out. Qingluan bowed and said, "Master, the task has been completed, and these two people will be handed over to theMaster."

Xiao Chen opened his eyes and saw that there was no drop of blood on their clothes and hands. The two people they brought out were Ling Yuxuan and Ling Yingfeng who had been ruined by him before, but now it seems that they are fine.

Xiao Chen smiled and said, "Ling Yuxuan, when you chased me, you must have never expected that there would be today." After saying that, you looked at Ling Yingfeng again: "When you were at the mortal world, you forced Huangfu Xin'er to give up the quota of the Zi Mansion, and then tortured Liu Fenghuang on Fengyuntai so that she was worse than death, you didn't expect that there would be today."

Ling Yuxuan was so scared that he trembled all over and did not dare to speak. Ling Yingfeng angrily said, "Xiao Chen! If you are a man, just kill me with one knife! If I don't die, you will die in the future!"

Xiao Chen said lightly: "Break his arm."

After the words fell, a cold light flashed, Ling Yingfeng flew out his left arm, blood splattered on Ling Yuxuan's face, scaring his legs to tremble, and he said tremblingly: "Xiao... Xiao Chen! In the end, I didn't do anything to you. Isn't it enough for you to destroy my whole family today..."

Although Ling Yingfeng broke his arm, he didn't frown, and he sneered: "Break my arm again!"

"As he wished."

A cold light flashed and blood splashed again. At this moment, an old man's voice came from a distance: "Stop!" Following four sword lights, they suddenly flew toward and turned into four old men with white hair and beard.

Among these four people, except for an old man in ink robe, the other three Xiao Chen recognized that one was Ling Ruoxu, the head of the Ling family, who was destroyed by himself in Canglan City that day, but now it seems that the body has been reshaped successfully. The other is Ling Jingshan, Ling Yuxuan and Ling Yingfeng's grandfather, who came to Xianyong City that day and finally used the Blood Yin Curse to escape.

The last one, Ling Yuanshan, Xiao Chen will never forget his appearance even if he dies. These four people seem to be conspiring with something before, so they are one step late.

Ling Jingshan looked at Changsun Ling Yingfeng whose arms were removed, and his face was instantly filled with hatred. He vowed that he would not die today and take the head of Xiao Chen's neck in the future. He said hatefully: "Xiao Chen! You destroyed my Ling family today, and from now on, you will be wiped out the grudges and let my grandson go!"

Ling Yuxuan was as if he had received the last straw of life, shouting: "Grandpa, help..." However, before the words were finished, the head had already flew out and fell into Ling Jingshan's hands.

Ling Jingshan looked at Xiao Sun, who was dying with his eyes open and his mouth was still wide open, and his eyes were about to break. He roared to the sky: "Dog Xiao Chen! I'll kill you!" The old man in the ink robe next to him immediately stopped him. Now Xiao Chen has reached the Nascent Soul, and he has just gone up to die.

The head of the family Ling Ruoxu was the most calm, but looking at the messy corpses everywhere, a strong murderous intent rose on his face. With his big hand stretched out, a blood-colored chaos appeared in the air and covered Xiao Chen's head. Xiao Chen raised his palm and also turned into a chaos. The two chaos collided in the air, as if they were about to tear the space apart. The strong wind immediately rose again, and countless corpses on the ground burst out because they could not bear this force.

At this moment, both of them are in the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage, which is comparable. As for Ling Yuanshan and others, they are still in the quasi-Natural Soul state, and the faint fragrance floats in the moon and dusk is more than enough to deal with them.

Ling Ruoxu's face burst out with blue veins, sad and angry: "Xiao Chen, you have committed a heinous crime today, I am afraid that you will have nowhere to escape from heaven and earth!"

Xiao Chen smiled coldly: "With your Ling family fanning the flames behind you, will the Wanxian Alliance let go of a demon?" After saying that, he did not look at him again and shot two cold gazes at Ling Yuanshan: "Do you know why I came today?"

Ling Yuanshan's face was already pale. He never thought that Xiao Chen could escape no matter what. Now he finally understood something. He suddenly raised his head and laughed: "So that's it, so that's it, hahaha..." The laughter was extremely shrill.

Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and grabbed him in the air with lightning speed. Ling Ruoxu next to him wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

Xiao Chen's eyes were fierce and he said coldly: "Do you know? How painful you made her? She never cried, she never cried!" At the last time, he hit Ling Yuanshan's chest, instantly shattering his internal organs.

Ling Ruoxu's footsteps flickered and wanted to rescue him, but the old man in the ink robe next to him stopped him: "Master, go to the Wanxian Alliance quickly, let me drag him here!"

After hearing this, Ling Ruoxu gritted his teeth and turned into a sword light towards Zhongzhou. Qingluan immediately wanted to take people to chase him. Xiao Chen stretched out his hand: "No need to chase him! He can't escape!" After saying that, he looked at Ling Yuanshan again and punched him in the abdomen: "Tell me, how to find the Sanqing Gate!"

Ling Yuanshan was beaten to pieces, and knew that he could not escape death today, so he was no longer afraid of anything. He laughed bitterly: "You won't know, Xiao Chen, you are also a chess piece. You are more tragic than my Ling family, hahaha..."

"Say!" Xiao Chen shouted sternly and punched him again. Ling Yuanshan still sneered: "Trace, haha, you were born to be a tragedy, and from then on, there will never be a place for you to stand in the five continents, haha, tragedy..."

"Say or not!" He punched more than ten consecutive punches, and the last punch directly penetrated Ling Yuanshan's abdomen.

"You are a tragedy... a tragedy..." Ling Yuanshan finally died. Ling Jingshan and the old man in the ink robe watched helplessly as their brother was beaten to death, but they were powerless.

Xiao Chen threw down Ling Yuanshan's body and shot two ice arrows at the old man in the ink robe: "Are you Ling Fei's grandfather?"

The old man in the ink robe was shocked, as if he was shocked. He knew that he would never escape to death today, but at least he should give the head more time to report to the Wanxian Alliance. At least Ling Fei must be allowed to escape overnight after receiving the news. He will avenge his tribe members in the future. He must not let thousands of members of the Ling family die in vain!

Thinking of this, looking at the sky with a finger, eight golden lights flew out of his sleeves, turning into eight golden flags in the air. When they spread out, each flag was about a foot long, and it sounded in the wind.

"Go!" As the old man in the ink robe shouted, eight golden flags were covering Xiao Chen from eight directions at the same time, trying to trap him. Xiao Chen snorted coldly, raised his hand, and an invisible force rushed out, and a few screams were heard, and all the eight golden flags were broken.

"I'm leaving it to you here. I'll chase the old thief Ling Ruoxu! Remember to bring the old guy's head back to Tianyuan City. I want to give Ling Fei a big gift!" After saying that, Xiao Chen stepped on his feet, and his body instantly turned into a lightning and chased him in the direction where Ling Ruoxu escaped.

Qingluan's face changed: "Don't be impulsive! If the Yuancheng has set up a net of heaven and earth today, the master must not..." Before she could finish her words, Xiao Chen had gone without a trace.

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Chapter completed!