In fact, Ling Linxi could not say that she had much favorable impressions of the old master Jing, but the scene in front of her really made her unbearable and she felt like repaying him. Jing Ziqiu actually did such a murderous thing to his own father, which was outrageous to both humans and gods.
"Ling Chuxi!" Jing Ziqiu was so frightened when he suddenly saw Ling Chuxi that the long sword in his hand almost fell to the ground.
Jing Ziqiu was horrified and quickly backed away. He had seen Ling Chuxi's power with his own eyes. Even a god-level Liangbo would not dare to be careless when facing Ling Chuxi, let alone him.
Ling Chuxi also had murderous intentions this time. How could he escape? His vitality was running rapidly and his sword was stronger. Although Jing Ziqiu had recently been promoted to the imperial rank, his combat power was still not as good as Jing Ziyu's. How could it be possible?
Can't stop the sword she is determined to win.
Seeing that Jing Ziqiu was about to be buried under the sword light of Cang Yuan, an old man in gray clothes who had been standing next to him flew over. With a wave of his robe sleeve, a gray-white dark light flashed past, blocking Jing Ziqiu's body.
forward.
Another old man in gray also moved and blocked Huangfu Qingjue, who was attacking at the same time as Ling Chuxi.
Several rays of light of different colors collided violently, but made a muffled sound like cloth intersecting, and then disappeared. Several people were also shocked at the same time and took a few steps back.
"Father." Jing Ziyu came to his senses, took the opportunity to rush to the side of the Jing family leader, picked him up, and hid behind Ling Chuxi.
The injuries of the other elders were not as serious as his. Although their cultivation was restricted, they could still move freely like ordinary people, and they even managed to escape in embarrassment.
"Master Ling, it's a good thing you're here, otherwise my father would have been killed by the ruthless things there." Jing Ziyu said with joy, excitement, gratitude, and fear. As he spoke, tears fell down.
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Even if he died, he would be killed by you. Ling Chuxi glared at Jing Ziyu angrily, if you hadn't been so stupid and forced Jing Ziqiu into chaos, would he have been so eager to take action?
Ling Chuxi wanted to scold him, but when she saw his tearful look, she couldn't scold him. She really couldn't understand why this guy liked to cry so much. She hadn't noticed that he had this problem before.
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"You take Master Jing and the others out first." Ling Chuxi said to Jing Ziyu, her expression unusually solemn.
Because she had just reached the peak of the emperor level and had integrated the power of heaven, Ling Chuxi didn't know how strong she was now. She was afraid of accidentally hurting the old family leader Jing. She didn't use all her strength with the sword just now, but Ling Chuxi didn't use her full strength before she struck.
Chu Xi still found that the power of this sword was still several times stronger than before. Coupled with the concealment of her emperor-level master, even mid-level god-level masters would suffer if they were careless, but the gray-robed old man's hasty attack failed.
Unscathed.
What's even stranger is that the feeling of fighting just now is different from any time Ling Chuxi has ever fought before. The other party's aura is very weird. It seems that like Ling Chuxi, all five elements belong to it, but she doesn't feel the slightest bit of conflict between the five elements.
At the same time, it gives people an unusually depressing aura, which seems to be the aura of death.
This is not the strangest thing. The strangest thing is that until now, Ling Chuxi still can't see the other party's cultivation level.
She could only be sure of one thing, the two gray-robed old men in front of her were masters, and as the guard said, they were as mysterious as they were unpredictable.