The bystanders looked at the pitiful appearance of the betrayer and could not help but smile sinisterly.
At this time, Xie Lingyan still cares about her sword. Isn't it just scrap metal?
It is said that it is a famous sword and a top-grade treasure, but when its owner is in danger, it does not show its intended effect?
A bunch of blind people are secretly sarcastic.
Only Lei Yonghu was staring at the sword and scheming secretly.
Cold Smoke Sword?
Is it really that sword?
The royal family wants this sword.
The Su family wanted Xie Lingyan's life.
Then the Lei family must complete these two things, so that they can not only show respect to the royal family, but also please the Su family, which can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone.
Moreover, killing Xie Lingyan can avoid future troubles.
The Yulan Sect treated her like this today, and she was so arrogant and arrogant. If she was allowed to survive, she would definitely come back to seek revenge from the Yulan Sect.
In this case, it is better not to do one thing and two things without rest.
Lei Yonghu made up his mind to execute this rebellious person.
He wanted the disciples in the sect to see the consequences of going against the Lei family.
Lei Yonghu stood on a high place and looked down at the useless person who overestimated his abilities. He was really a tough guy, but it was a pity that she had no tomorrow. Today next year would be her death anniversary.
Xie Lingyan leaned on her sword to support her body. Her hands were shaking a little, and Li Wushuang's face was pale and bloodless.
Looking up at the cunning old man, Yulan Sect Master no longer concealed the murderous intent in his eyes.
The corners of Xie Lingyan's mouth twitched up. She obviously had no power to resist, but she still showed a rebellious look.
Want me to die?
It's not that easy. Even if I die, I will drag you to be buried with me.
Take one away and count as one.
She stood up straight resolutely, with a graceful posture, standing tall and tall.
Raising her hand to wipe the blood from her mouth, she suddenly stopped her sword and gathered strength. She was so stubborn and overbearing.
The disciples who were watching were a little surprised. They didn't expect that a person who received such a heavy slap could still stand up.
What kind of evil is this?
If her dantian hadn't disappeared, would her cultivation level have skyrocketed?
Zheng Zheqi stood on the periphery and watched. He was ready to make a move, eager to try, and wanted to kill this damned person with one sword.
With her, Xie Lingyan, around, his light was always buried, and no one in the sect recognized him as the eldest disciple.
As long as we get rid of her, why worry about not being able to shine in the future?
Thinking of enduring the humiliation and burden for many years, now was the opportunity to kill the hateful person, and his desire to kill was boiling like a torrent of river water.
Lei Chengyang suddenly asked, "Senior Brother Zheng, why do you hate A Yan so much?"
Zheng Zheqi denied, "Young Master misunderstood, I am not worthy of being a substitute for Master."
"Really? Is it really not worth it for my father, or is it because of your personal grudges?"
Lei Chengyang is not a fool. He knows that Zheng Zheqi is ambitious. If such a person cannot control himself, one day he will ride on the head of the rightful master and dominate.
Lei Chengyang doesn't want to see this senior brother.
Although my father valued this person very much, he had a vicious mind and he could not keep such a person.
However, it would be a good strategy if he could use his help to get rid of Xie Lingyan.
It is impossible for the father to do it himself. This would damage the reputation of the sect master. It would be different if it were the sect master's apprentice who did the killing.
With this in mind, Lei Chengyang turned around and walked to his father. He told his father what he thought.
Lei Yonghu looked a little surprised, "Have you figured it out? Didn't you want to take her as your concubine before?"
"I was a child who was ignorant before, but now I understand. I hope the Lei family can go further, and I don't want to live up to my father's expectations."
He knew very well that Xie Lingyan was no match for the Yulan Sect and Lei Family.
Xie Lingyan is just a woman. If he wants beauties, he can grab a lot of them at will. Why bother to work hard for the aloof and aloof Xie Lingyan?
What Yulan Sect has done today is incompatible with her.
The only way she can keep the Yulan Sect safe is by dying.
Lei Chengyang put aside the insignificant love between his children.
Lei Yonghu was very relieved to see his emotional son being so sensible.
He said, "This is what the young master of the Lei family should look like."
Lei Chengyang didn't feel too happy when he heard his father's praise.
He didn't dare to look at Xie Lingyan.
And Xie Lingyan stared straight at the father and son who sacrificed themselves.
Indeed, like father, like son.
Lei Chengyang is the son of Lei Yonghu, how could he be a human being?
Okay, Lei Chengyang, for the humiliation I suffered here today, you will repay me twice as much in the future.
Lei Chengyang noticed the sharp and cold eyes and felt uncomfortable for no reason.
Thinking about it, he and Xie Lingyan had no deep hatred. When they first met, they talked and laughed with each other, which was somewhat pure and innocent.
But the Lei family had been taking advantage of him from the beginning, and she realized it later and alienated him after she gradually understood the truth.
She once said, "Lei Chengyang, you shouldn't be such a person."
Lei Chengyang asked anxiously at that time, "What do you think I should do?"
She said, "Be yourself. If you can't do it, then don't force me to marry you."
From the bottom of her heart, Xie Lingyan did not want to have anything to do with the Lei family, so there was no tie to her engagement.
In other words, Xie Lingyan was free from the beginning to the end, because they did not nod to each other to form a marriage contract, and she could leave at any time. The so-called engagement was just wishful thinking of the Lei family from the beginning.
Lei Yonghu asked his eldest disciple Zheng Zheqi to come up and said, "Go and teach this arrogant rebel how to behave."
Zheng Zheqi was surprised. He didn't expect the master to entrust such an important matter to him?
So, Master thinks highly of himself?
Zheng Zheqi thought so, and he was extremely happy.
He immediately said, "Yes, Master, I will teach this rebellious disciple well."
He picked up his sword and walked down.
Xie Lingyan stood there and watched. She looked at Senior Brother Zheng who couldn't wait.
Zheng Zheqi said, "Xie Lingyan, you have no chance to beg for mercy now."
"Haha, it's not certain who begs for mercy."
"You are still so arrogant. You were seriously injured by the elder just now. I don't believe you can still use tricks."
Zheng Zheqi lets people die.
Xie Lingyan drew her sword and fought with her so-called comrades.
Who dies and who lives.
See the truth under the edge.
She had a lot of anger and nowhere to vent it, so she just found Mr. Zheng, the sweet-hearted swordsman, to vent her anger.
Kill me?
Surround me?
I deserve to die?
"You are the one who deserves to die."
Xie Lingyan's sword energy soared to the sky.
His momentum surged.
Sword curtains were laid down layer by layer.
The image of Ling Ran and the sky is swaying wildly in the dust.
Misty Sword.
Relying on her unique Qi Yun and Lingyun Jue, she slashed down those who were seeking death with one sword.
Han Mist Sword has endured to the point where he has to be bloodthirsty to appease him.
Its owner has been so tortured and tortured that he can no longer hold back as a sword.
The sword intent burst out quietly.
Raging and boiling like a tsunami of magma.
Everyone watching and Lei Yonghu looked shocked.
Is this the power of the Cold Smoke Sword?
Didn’t you say that it was just a sword with a false reputation?
Xie Lingyan shouted, "One sword to reach the clouds, the ninth move, transform into clouds, die."
She rose into the air, swooped down again, and stabbed the damned person with her sword.