"This... this senior, we are just the descendants of the Yuwen family. What happened just now has nothing to do with us. I would like to ask you, senior, not to argue with us." The teeth of those people were chattering, and their expressions were uglier than crying.
With a smile on his face, he stammered, looking very frightened.
Their eyesight is pretty good, and they can see that all the children of the Ling family in front of them are following Ling Chuxi's lead, but they don't know how to call them. Call them girl. It's not respectful enough. Call them eldest sister. I'm afraid they will end up worse than Yuwen Sicheng. After thinking about it,
, I can only call you senior.
"I'll give you two choices. First, fight him in a one-on-one fight." Ling Chuxi didn't talk nonsense to them. She pointed at Meng Zheng, then pointed at Ling Yixin and others and said, "Second, fight with them in a group, no matter what choice you make.
Which one, as long as you win, you can leave, I will never make it difficult for you."
"What?" Not only the Yuwen family members, but also Ling Yixin and others were stunned.
"I will count to three, if you don't choose, then we will take action." Ling Chuxi said as she released the aura of her late Emperor level, and then Ling Zhongxuan also released the aura of his peak Emperor level.
Those people were surprised. Didn't they say that Ling Ziyun was the strongest master among the second and third generations of the Ling family? Why did a late Emperor level and a peak Emperor level appear here? Ling Chuxi's late Emperor level didn't count.
, they are confident that they can still fight evenly, but Ling Zhongxuan, the pinnacle of the emperor level, is definitely not something they can compete with.
This is because they have no understanding of Ling Chuxi, otherwise they would rather face the challenges of three peak emperors, and would never dare to fight against a late emperor like Ling Chuxi.
Immediately afterwards, something that shocked them even more happened. A vague aura emanated from Huangfu Qingjue's body. It was so oppressive that it was almost difficult to breathe, but it also gave people an ethereal and otherworldly feeling.
The legs that several people managed to stabilize began to tremble sharply again.
Only the head of the family and a few elders have experienced such pressure. Could it be that the person in front of them is actually a god-level master?
"I kicked the iron plate, oh no, it was a steel plate!" Several people felt regretful and wanted to cry, and there was no trace of their previous arrogance.
"One...two..." Ling Chuxi did not give them a chance to regret.
Following Ling Chuxi's words, Ling Zhongxuan slowly drew out his long sword, and the vague smile on Huangfu Qingjue's face gradually turned cold.
The sky was so gloomy, as if it was a sign of an approaching storm.
"Choose them, we choose them." Those people felt cold in their hearts and pointed at Ling Yixin and others.
Even though Meng Zheng looked seriously injured, the power of the sword just now still left a huge shadow in their hearts. Recalling the moment when the sword pierced his chest, the calmness and coldness on Meng Zheng's face made them even more...
My palms are sweating. If a person can be so cruel to himself, how cruel should he be to his enemies?
Yuwen Sicheng, who has not been able to get up until now, is the best example. He is a master at the pinnacle of the emperor level. Even if Meng Zheng only used the back of the knife, it is not difficult to imagine how cruel the back of the knife was.
, they don’t want to follow in the footsteps of Yuwen Sicheng.
In comparison, Ling Yixin and others were easier to deal with. Regardless of the number of people, the strongest among them were only Ling Zhongxiao and Ling Yitong, two early-stage emperors. They should not pose any threat to him.