Seeing that Tang Ning was intrigued, Lin Hao immediately guessed that the situation would change in the future.

really……

When he saw the light that flashed in the air and ignored if he was not careful, he knew that his expectations were completely correct.

That girl Tang Ning started using transparent silk thread.

When the transparent silk thread was flying in Tang Ning's hands, in addition to the three older uncles Ling San and Lin Hao, there were also Ling Yu who was fighting against Tang Ning. No one of the younger generations of the Ling family noticed it.

Because the thread is so inconspicuous.

Not only is the color transparent, but it is also as thin as hair.

If it weren't for knowing that Tang Ning would use this thing, under normal circumstances, almost no one would have noticed the existence of this colorless and transparent silk thread at the first time.

until……

Until they saw Ling Yu stretching in front of him, looking like he could not take it back.

The younger generation of the Ling family saw the existence of the colorless transparent silk thread from the concave flesh and blood skin.

We have used weapons!

It would be fine if the successor of the Tang family had the upper hand, but he was the first to use weapons.

She did this, right?

"You don't know how to use weapons without authorization!"

"that is!"

"How can you use weapons?"

Seeing that Ling Yu was suffering from the loss under Tangning's transparent silk thread, the younger generation of the Ling family spoke out to condemn him.

"Can't we use weapons?"

Tang Ning turned his head and looked at the cheerful people, and the other transparent silk thread in his hand suddenly rushed out, like a spirit snake, leaning towards Ling Yu's other hand behind him!

He noticed the intention of the transparent silk thread that was discovered, Ling Yu held the hand wrapped around the transparent silk thread and held all the transparent silk threads that tied his wrists in his palm.

A transparent thread as thin as a hair passed by his palm, like a thin sharp blade, instantly cutting a hole in his palm.

The bright red liquid emerged from the palm of the palm and did not drip directly to the ground, but slid downward little by little along the transparent silk thread.

The moment the blood was covered with red silk thread, the younger generation of the Ling family finally saw clearly what the sharp blade that bound Ling Yu's arms and wrapped around his palms looked like.

"Wire?"

He shouted softly one after another, and came from the younger generations of the Ling family.

Surprised, surprised.

I can't believe that what could hurt Ling Yu was actually this thin thread as thin as hair!

Such thin and inconspicuous silk thread can easily cause injury like a sharp blade of a cold soldier?

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they really wouldn't believe that this inconspicuous small silk thread would have such a terrifying power.

The younger generations of the Ling family didn't know what kind of terrible weapon this transparent silk thread would be in Tang Ning's hands.

But Ling Yu had known it for a long time.

The eyeballs in the eye sockets turned downwards and looked at the palms that were constantly bleeding.

To be precise, what he was looking at were the transparent silk threads that crossed the palm of his palm.

He had long known that Tang Ning was accustomed to using silk threads.

The last time she fought, she used something.

But she hasn't seen her for many years, but her ability to use silk thread has been further improved.

Ling Yu's eyes looked at the injured palm very calm, as if she could not feel any pain, calm without any fluctuations.

It seems that I don't care at all about this.

"I think you won't care about this little injury Ling Yu, right?"

Those who don’t care about this are not aware of Ling Yu himself, and even Tang Ning, the culprit of manipulating transparent silk threads, don’t care about it at all.

He smiled and said this easily to Ling Yu, without any guilt on his face.

Ling Yu didn't care whether his next actions would deepen the wound on his palm.

He continued to increase his strength and held the transparent silk thread wrapped around his wrist with force.

He carried the other hand behind him, and quickly avoided Tang Ning and manipulated the transparent silk thread again.

Wave it down!

The cold light flashed, and blood splashed!

Under the gaze of everyone in the hall, the transparent silk thread wrapped around Ling Yu's wrist and was cut off by a scimitar he swung!

The tight transparent silk thread then collapsed, and blood splashed over it.

The colorful light reflected by the transparent silk thread color seems to outline an exquisite ink-splashing painting.

"Broken, broken?"

Looking at the broken transparent silk thread, Lin Hao couldn't help but open his mouth slightly.

He knew very well how strong the transparent silk thread Tangning used was.

She has used this thing for so long and has dealt with so many ghosts, but no problems have occurred.

But this thing that never had any problems was cut off by Ling Yu with one knife today!

If it wasn't for Ling Yu's problem, it was the problem with the scimitar in his hand!

When he looked at the scimitar in Ling Yu's hand that was flashing with cold light and then at the younger generations of the Ling family, Lin Hao couldn't help but curl his lips.

"What are you yelling at?"

In his opinion, these guys not only have problems with their brains, but also have problems with their eyes.

"Tangning just used silk thread, and you were yelling as if the sky had fallen. Why did Ling Yu use a knife and you didn't even get any tricks?"

As a disciple of the Tang family and Tang Ning's junior brother, Lin Hao felt that even if she had only her helper, she could not lose in a momentum.

At least in verbal confrontation, no matter what he said, he could not make the Ling family feel comfortable.

"Didn't you Tang Ning just now have no martial ethics? In my opinion, Ling Yu from your Ling family is the one who doesn't have martial ethics."

Compared with the transparent silk thread and the scabbard with a flashing cold light, it is definitely a glance to see who has a greater lethality.

If you don’t talk about martial ethics, Ling Yu, who uses a scimitar, may not talk about martial ethics.

"Who doesn't talk about martial ethics?"

The younger generations of the Ling family first flashed a hint of embarrassment on their faces because of Lin Hao's words.

But they quickly reacted and immediately started to fight back.

"From the beginning, there was no regulation that we could not use weapons, right?"

"That's it! There is no such regulation at all!"

The transparent silk thread was cut off by Ling Yu with one knife, and the Ling family thought that the balance of victory had begun to lean towards their Ling family.

"Since you said that there is no rule that the weapon cannot be used, then I will..."

The transparent silk thread was cut by Ling Yu with a knife. While Tang Ning felt sad, there were not many surprises in his heart.

As the Ling family, which has been passed down for thousands of years, the foundation and strength they have are far from comparable to the Xiang family, which has only risen in just one or two hundred years.

Tang Ning was not surprised that Ling Yu was able to fight with him without losing and cut off his transparent silk thread with one knife.

When Tang Ning used transparent silk thread to fight Ling Yu, he knew that this thing would not be possible to bring him down.

So after hearing what the younger generations of the Ling family around her, a successful smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her lips.
Chapter completed!