"If it's really hard to choose, then let's start with me." Ling Chuxi suddenly said at this time.
"Uncle Ling!" Yue Kaili and others were startled at the same time, looking at Ling Chuxi blankly.
"You? It doesn't matter. You brought these people here, so I might as well start with you." The old man was slightly startled, and then he smiled calmly. He looked like he was in control of everything, making Ziyin and others want to see him.
Quickly after killing.
A middle-aged man walked toward Ling Chuxi with a long sword in his hand and an indifferent expression.
"I'm sorry, I didn't want to kill you." The middle-aged man raised his sword and said expressionlessly, and slashed at Ling Chuxi.
"Uncle Ling, Sister Chu Xi!" Seeing the long sword falling towards Ling Chuxi's chest, Ziyin and others exhaled anxiously again.
The man didn't show any emotion at all, and his sword-holding hand was as solid as a rock.
"I didn't want to." Just when the long sword was about to fall on Ling Chuxi's chest, Ling Chuxi's cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
The middle-aged man's eyes flashed, and he instinctively sensed a hint of danger, but it was too late to stop.
A bright sword light suddenly bloomed in front of my eyes. It was beautiful, but also revealed a bit of desolation.
In an instant, his sight was completely occupied by the sword light, which was so poignant that it made one's heart tremble.
Immediately afterwards, there was a light movement in his hand, and the long sword that had been tightly grasped flew out of his hand. Immediately afterwards, his consciousness also left his body. Before he could react, a red mist rose in front of his eyes.
Then, the last ray of consciousness disappeared.
It was only then that Ziyin and others saw that Ling Chuxi's Cang Yuan sword light directly broke through the opponent's sword light, and chopped the opponent's soul to pieces with one sword.
Ling Chuxi had been saving up for a long time, and she did not stop using her sword with all her strength. The towering sword light continued to slash towards the old man.
"You actually hid your strength!" The old man didn't expect that Ling Chuxi could use such a sword under the pressure he condensed with his own energy. He was slightly surprised, but he was not too surprised.
Keep it in mind, after all, his strength is definitely not comparable to those of his subordinates.
The old man snorted coldly and slapped Ling Chuxi with a palm. A dark cloud-like air flow surged in. The power of this palm was not inferior to Ling Chuxi's Cang Yuan Sword Light.
However, Ling Chuxi was not idle either. Just as the old man struck out this palm, Ling Chuxi waved her hand and six tokens came out.
Ling Chuxi knew very well that once she fell into the hands of this old man, Xumi Bodhi's secret would soon be discovered by him. Instead of doing this, it was better to give it a try and take a gamble.
The only advantage Ling Chuxi has now is that the other party does not know her details, let alone the six flags of ten thousand tribulations on her body.
"It seems that you have a lot of good things." The old man saw that these six tokens were actually a spiritual weapon with considerable power, but he did not take it seriously and said arrogantly.
His arrogance is not unreasonable. Ling Chuxi is just a disciple of the declining sect. Even if he has a decent spiritual weapon, he won't be that strong. With his strength, there is no need to be too nervous.
However, as soon as the words came out of his mouth, his expression suddenly changed.
He saw the six tokens spinning rapidly, placing a restriction around his body, and thousands of black rays of light surged towards him with the aura of death. Under that powerful power, even with his strength, he felt