A gloomy and miserable palm wind came towards my face, with a chill like winter. Even the people watching from a distance couldn't help but shiver. However, Ling Chuxi didn't feel anything at all, not even Jiuyin Juemai.
She has experienced the extreme coldness of the world, so why would she care about this little bit of coldness.
"Middle Tianyuan!" Some of the onlookers, who were also knowledgeable, exclaimed.
"So that's all you have." Ling Chuxi said contemptuously, without even moving the sword, and slapped it out with a seemingly random palm, which was the big Sanshou.
Previously, I heard that this guy called himself the Patriarch of Tianyin. He had a scary name and his strength had reached the middle stage of Tianyuan. Ling Chuxi took him a little seriously, but after seeing his actions, she only had deep contempt.
Evil skills are evil skills. Although he has the strength of the middle stage of Tianyuan, the power in his palm is actually not much stronger than that of the early stage of Tianyuan. Ling Chuxi can definitely kill even the middle stage of Tianyuan, so how can she take him seriously?
"Hmph, this strength is enough to kill you in the early Tianyuan stage. Today I will let you experience the power of Tianyin's evil art. I will not be a human being until I cut you into pieces!" Tianyin Patriarch looked at Lingchu.
Xi lightly slapped her palm and said disapprovingly, not knowing that a disaster was about to happen.
"Be careful!" Several exclamations came from the crowd.
Although I am deeply ashamed of Ling Chuxi's despicable attitude of turning his back and denying others, after all, it is other people's feelings, and they are all private matters. In contrast, using a girl as a furnace to practice evil
The ancestor of Tianyin who was a master of martial arts was even more evil and hateful, so the balance in his heart naturally tilted towards Ling Chuxi.
Seeing the comparison in strength between the two, of course I would be worried about her.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the flying figure of Patriarch Tianyin flew out heavily as if it hit an iron plate. His entire right arm was broken into four parts and hung limply in front of him.
"How is it possible, you, you..." Patriarch Tianyin's face turned pale, and before he finished speaking, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
He has not dared to provoke those large sects in these years, but it is inevitable that he will encounter some small sects. With the help of Tianyin evil skills, he is invincible, and his self-confidence is also highly inflated. However, he did not expect that Ling, who is clearly inferior to him in strength today,
Chu Xi's men were seriously injured with just one palm strike. In fear, they began to retreat and stepped back step by step.
"Have you just remembered that you should run away now?" Ling Chuxi saw his thoughts and suddenly flew up.
Ancestor Tianyin's expression changed dramatically, he gritted his teeth and clapped his left hand out again.
Ling Chuxi flipped her wrist, put her light arm over his palm, and suddenly exerted force. She slapped him with all her strength without mercy, and her palm was imprinted on his chest.
With a muffled "click" sound, Patriarch Tianyin's sternum was shattered and flew out like a cannonball.
"You, you..." Patriarch Tianyin's chest sunk deeply, but he did not die immediately, but looked at Ling Chuxi with hatred.
"What are you? You practice evil arts and harm innocent people. You should have known what would happen today." Ling Chuxi stepped forward step by step, with murderous intent in her eyes.
"Hmph, it's not that easy to kill me. Sooner or later, I will take revenge today." Patriarch Tianyin said sternly, covering his chest.
Ling Chuxi frowned. He was so hurt, but he still dared to say harsh words? Ling Chuxi suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart. Could this person have a back-up plan?