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Chapter 1700 Whoever is a hundred steps closer to me, die!

There is no doubt that this sword was made by Ling Wen.

The intention is to warn!

"Ling Dong!"

Ling Wen's figure stood on the top of the divine battleship, staring at Ling Dong with cold eyes, "Today, I have no intention of becoming an enemy of the Ming lineage! Let them get out of the way, and I will no longer kill anyone!"

In itself, Ling Wen was not a soft-hearted person.

If he did not consider the safety of Ling Tian and others, he would never say another nonsense to Ling Dong.

But if you can evacuate this place as soon as possible, you should not fight if you can!

Under the Slaughter Saint Realm, these people in front of him really couldn't stop him.

But if these people fight to the death, it will also limit the speed of their departure.

The Ling Saint Clan has more than one Saint King. Once the Saint King arrives, he will not be able to leave no matter how much he wants to.

After hearing Ling Wen's words, Ling Dong looked solemn and did not immediately respond to Ling Wen's words.

The dignified middle-ranking sage almost died under the sword of Ling Wen who was in the Tao realm.

This is undoubtedly a bit embarrassing for him.

But he had no time to care about his own face now. After a moment of silence, he raised his head and stared at Ling Wen, "Ling Wen, back then you stole the holy sword inherited from the Ling family's holy clan. It was your fault! You were imprisoned in the Thunder Prison.

This is your punishment. Now, how dare you escape from the Thunder Prison?"

"Ah!"

Ling Wen sneered, shook his head and asked Ling Dong, "After all, you are in the holy realm, but you are so ridiculous that you can talk about right and wrong? In this world, can you talk about right and wrong?"

In the world of martial arts, strength is respected.

The weak are as mediocre as ants!

When the strong man is angry, blood will flow like a river!

Throughout the ages, there have been many martial arts masters who looked down on the heaven and the earth, and were proud of the mountains and rivers. When they moved, the sky was shaken and the rocks were shattered, and millions of people were killed!

Who here dares to say that he has not killed innocent ants?

In Ling Wen's eyes, only the weak can tell what is right and wrong.

It was indeed a mistake for Ling Wen to steal the holy sword inherited from the Ling clan.

He has paid a sufficient price for this mistake.

The beloved dies, and the flesh and blood are separated.

I, on the other hand, have been trapped in the Thunder Prison for decades!

If he doesn't die, the first reason is that he misses Ling Tian.

Second, it is also to avenge your loved one.

Now, there is another Ling Nian in my heart.

"You are so stubborn!"

Ling Dong frowned, not knowing what to do.

Thinking that Ling De had already summoned Changzhou City, he could only continue to delay.

"Let me ask you one last time, do you want me to let you go or not?"

Ling Wen failed to get an answer from Ling Dong, so he asked again coldly.

But Ling Dong still remained silent.

"It seems you won't let me!"

Seeing this, Ling Wen had no intention of saying anything more.

"Tian'er, set sail!"

After shouting to Ling Tian in the Divine Pattern Battleship, he glanced around with murderous intent, and uttered a cold voice, "Anyone who comes within a hundred steps of me will die!"

Among the divine battleships, Ling Tian has taken over the control of the divine battleship from Yu Tianji.

When Ling Wen finished speaking, he immediately controlled the divine pattern battleship to move.

"Head..."

Seeing this, Ling De looked at Ling Dong nervously.

But Ling Dong didn't give the order for a long time.

call out!

Many people were almost a hundred paces away from Ling Wen, but Ling Wen decisively waved his sword.

With one strike of the sword, the previous Supreme One's blood was splattered on the spot.

Phew! Phew!

The divine battleship continued to move forward, and Ling Wen followed with two more sword strikes.

Two rays of sword light passed by, and then two more supreme beings fell down.

They were all supreme beings, but these people in front of him were like ants in front of Ling Wen.

They didn't even have the ability to block Ling Wen's sword.

"retreat!"

Ling Dong couldn't bear the death of an extremely powerful person like this under Ling Wen's sword, so he had no choice but to give the order.

However, they did not evacuate and always kept a hundred steps away from the divine pattern battleship.

Ling Wen also kept his promise. If no one came within a hundred steps of him, he would not draw his sword.

However, the speed of departure was obviously not satisfactory to him.

Immediately, he shouted to Ling Tian again, "Tian'er, hurry up!"

call!

Ling Tian also wanted to leave here as soon as possible, and after hearing Ling Wen's words, he immediately controlled the divine pattern battleship to accelerate.

This acceleration caused many people to fail to react and entered Ling Wen's hundred steps again.

Phew! Phew! Phew...

Ling Wen showed no mercy, standing on top of the divine battleship and striking out with swords one after another.

Lines of terrifying sword light streaked through the void, extremely gorgeous, but also disappointing.

Every time the sword is drawn, one person will be killed.

"Asshole! Ling Wen! You bastard!"

Ling Dong saw the powerful men dying in front of him, and he roared in anger.

"I said, anyone who comes within a hundred steps of me will die!"

Ling Wen didn't stop holding the sword in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten people died on the spot.

"Um?"

At this time, Ling Wen suddenly noticed something.

While he stopped swinging his sword, he looked down.

There, he felt a familiar atmosphere.

"Ling Tomb!"

Ling Wen suddenly shouted coldly, "What are you looking at? Now that you're here, why don't you show up?"

Ling Tomb is the head of one of the most important branches of the Ling Holy Clan, and he is also the current leader of the Ling Holy Clan.

How could Ling Wen, who was once the holy son of the Ling clan's holy clan, not belong to the aura of Ling's tomb?

The person who ordered his pursuit back then was Ling Tomb!

"Ling Tomb?"

When Ling Dong heard Ling Wen's words, his eyes couldn't help but flash.

When he followed Ling Wen's gaze, he also felt the aura of Ling Tomb.

Suddenly, a surge of anger emerged in his heart.

Preventing Lingwen from leaving was to inherit the holy sword for the Ling family's holy clan.

The inherited holy sword was originally lost to the Ji lineage, and the Ji lineage should bear the main responsibility.

Even the Ming lineage knew about Ling Wen's escape from the Thunder Prison, so how could the Ji lineage not know about it?

But now, the Ji Lineage did not send strong men to come, and Ling Tomb, who had already arrived, was still hiding. Instead, the Ming Lineage strong men were allowed to die here, using their lives to delay time.

How can Ling Dong endure this?

"Tian'er, get down!"

Ling Tian pointed his sword downward and said coldly.

Terrifying murderous intent instantly broke out in him.

Compared to before, it was more terrifying than before.

At this time, there are many complications, which is obviously not what Ling Tian wants.

But after sensing the murderous intent on Ling Wen's body, Ling Tian did not hesitate and immediately controlled the divine battleship to sail towards the place pointed by Ling Wen's sword.

He knew that Ling Wen wanted to kill Ling Tomb, and he also knew that Ling Wen insisted on killing Ling Tomb, so there must be a reason for Ling Wen.

"Why don't you get out yet?"

The divine battleship is already approaching, but Ling Tomb still refuses to show up.

Ling Wen then shouted loudly, stepped on the divine pattern battleship, leaned down, and mercilessly killed him with his sword.

The mighty sword light roared with murderous intent, and the sword destroyed the mountain and cracked the ground.

boom!

The sword light slashed down and a loud noise erupted.

The ground is filled with dust.

Then a figure was seen, flickering in the flying dust.

This person is none other than Ling Tomb, the leader of the Ling Holy Clan!

Seeing that Ling Tomb was really here, the strong men of the extremely strong line hid their heads and showed their tails, and a look of displeasure appeared on their faces.

"Ling Wen, Ling Wen, I really didn't expect you to have such a method."

Facing Ling Wen's murderous gaze, Ling Tomb didn't show too much panic.

When the people of Ling Dong's Ming lineage had just arrived at Thunder Punishment Valley with their front legs, he had arrived with his back legs.

He saw everything that happened after that.

After learning that Ling Wen had understood the Saint-Slaying Domain and disabled the power of law, he did not dare to show up easily.

However, he didn't care that Ling Wen was forcing him to show up at this time.


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