"Yes, I must let that bastard know how powerful I am!"
After Ye Lang said this, Lin Wan'er immediately flew to the other side and said to Ma Linghao: "Ma Linghao, you bastard, come here and let me give you some color to see!"
"Haha, I also want to see the color and see what color you can give me!"
When Ma Linghao heard this, he became happy, smiled obscenely, flew out, and stood next to Lin Wan'er.
"Boohoo!"
Mo Ying wanted to fly out and fight the third elder, but unexpectedly, Ma Linghao's other three men blocked her way with a few flashes.
The corner of Mo Ying's mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but said: "Hey, since you are actively seeking death, then I can't help you."
Bai Bing smiled, came directly in front of the third elder, and said happily: "Hey, old man, it seems that your life is in my hands."
When the third elder of the Ma family heard this, his face suddenly darkened, and he said to Bai Bing: "Haha, little girl, your tone is not small. In that case, let me teach you a lesson, little brat."
After finishing speaking, the third elder was unambiguous and clapped his palm directly. In front of him, a huge spiritual energy palm was formed. With terrifying spiritual pressure, it went straight towards Bai Bing and pressed past him.
"snort!"
Facing this spiritual energy palm that was more than ten feet high, Bai Bing showed no fear at all. Instead, he snorted coldly, condensed a huge spiritual energy palm, and flew out towards the palm in front of him.
"Why is this wave stronger than my attack?"
When he saw Bai Bing's attack, the third elder's expression instantly became serious. He could feel that Bai Bing's attack was no weaker than his.
He looked at the fluctuations on Bai Bing's body again, and was even more surprised: "A fifth-grade saint, how come a fifth-grade saint can perform such an attack?"
"What, fifth grade?"
Ma Linghao was stunned. He was really shocked. How could this cultivation level become the fifth level? Isn't it the cultivation level of a second level saint?
"Where are you looking?"
While Ma Linghao was stunned, Lin Wan'er came to him in a flash, clenched her fist, and the thick spiritual energy wrapped it around her fist, and then punched Malinghao.
"What a speed!"
Ma Linghao was instantly frightened. He never imagined that Lin Wan'er, a second-grade saint, could display such speed.
"boom!"
He had no time to think about it, so he could only hurriedly cover his fist with spiritual energy, and he could only punch Lin Wan'er with a punch. Now, he just hopes that all this is an illusion and that he feels it.
Wrong.
Unfortunately, a huge roar sounded, and in the next second, a powerful force came, knocking it away. He couldn't help but feel a sweetness in his throat, and he spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and his face instantly changed.
Very pale.
"No, it's impossible. Why is he a fifth-grade saint?"
Ma Linghao, who was lying on the ground, shook his head one after another. He was seriously injured by the opponent's punch.
He forced himself to stand up, already frightened.
"boom!"
Looking at the other side, Ye Lang directly blew away all the great elders.
"Great Elder!"
Ma Linghao was stunned and shocked again: "Isn't it possible? Isn't the Great Elder a seventh-grade saint?"
"Damn it, this kid is a sixth-grade saint, how come he is so powerful in combat?"
As soon as the battle began, the elder felt how powerful Ye Lang was. He seemed to be no match at all.
"Sixth grade?"
Ma Linghao was even more speechless. It had only been more than ten days. How come the cultivation levels of these people had all improved?
"Haha, rain of roses!"
Seeing the opponent perform a very strong martial arts, a golden Buddha appeared and slapped him with his palm. Ye Lang was not polite and swung his sword directly.
Immediately, pieces of rose petals flew out, quickly surrounding the golden Buddha, and then attached themselves to it.
"Boom boom boom!"
The rose petals exploded, a huge roar sounded, and the next second the golden Buddha was directly destroyed and turned into powder.
"Pfft!"
The Buddha was destroyed, and the great elder immediately gushes out a mouthful of old blood and was injured again.
"My God, those martial arts skills are so pretty."
"The key is that it is very powerful. There are so many rose petals. This is a group attack martial art."
In addition, many monks also came to the ancient pagoda and were about to enter the ancient pagoda, but many were attracted by the fighting here, especially those with Qi King or Qi King cultivation.
Never before have they seen so many strong men fighting here. Such a battle made every one of them a little excited.
"Boohoo!"
Seeing that the opponent was injured, Ye Lang waved his hand again. Suddenly, a space blade appeared and flew out in a flash.
"The power of space!"
When the old man saw it, he was completely desperate. The opponent's attack was already very strong, and now there was still the power of heaven and earth like the power of space to attack him. How could he be his opponent?
The space blade came in a flash, and the elder of the Ma family, who had no time to display his martial arts again, could only condense a thin spiritual energy shield on his body.
It is a pity that such a defense can resist the attack of Ye Lang's space power? The spiritual energy shield was directly exploded, and the elder of the Ma family died directly there.
"boom!"
On the other side, those who wanted to besiege Mo Ying had no resistance and were directly killed.
"Haha, I actually have no opponent, so I can only cheer for you here."
Qiu Yunyun was a little helpless. Her cultivation level was not too low, but in the end she didn't even have a chance to take action.
Because on the other side, the third elder had also been killed by Bai Bing.
"Pfft!"
At this time, Ma Linghao was lying on the ground, twitching constantly, his eyes full of disbelief. The two elders of their Ma family were among the strongest in the Ma family, especially the eldest elder.
Except for his parents, no one is the opponent of the great elder.
However, now both the First Elder and the Third Elder are dead.
Looking at Ma Linghao lying on the ground, Lin Waner's eyes were full of indifference. She held a sword in her hand and looked at him condescendingly.
"Wan'er, don't, don't kill me. I, I know I was wrong. Isn't it okay if I don't marry you?"
Ma Linghao's eyes were filled with panic as he begged Lin Wan'er for mercy.
"Haha, you know you are wrong? When you led people to kill my parents and my relatives, why didn't you think so?"
Lin Wan'er chuckled, the hatred in her eyes was quite obvious.
After saying this, she raised her sword high!
"No, Lin Wan'er, you can't kill me. If you kill me, my parents won't let you go."
Ma Linghao still wanted to fight for the last chance to survive.
