Song Jia looked forward to Ling Aotian and said directly and coldly.
Ling Aotian wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Ling Zhen's eyes, and then he looked at Song Jia and Zhang Lei.
"You two are so brave. You dare to talk to the owner of the village like this. It seems you don't have to live anymore!"
Since Ling Zhen had been in seclusion and had never appeared in Lingyun Villa, the two of them did not know each other at all.
Seeing an old man talking to him like this, the two of them became angry. Is this looking down on someone?
"Old guy, who are you? Aren't you afraid that we will deal with you if you are chattering here?
Elder Ling, take your people and leave here quickly, don’t embarrass us two, otherwise it won’t do any good if we all fall out, don’t you think?”
Zhang Lei looked at Ling Aotian and persuaded him, no matter what, Ling Aotian was the former owner of the village, so he didn't want to do anything too ugly. As he said before, it would not look good on everyone.
Although Ling Aotian is no longer the owner of Lingyun Villa, no matter what, everyone can be regarded as colleagues.
If you don't see each other when you raise your head, you won't see you when you lower your head, so the relationship becomes too stiff, which is of no benefit.
"You two are like dogs, and you are worthy of saying such things to Aotian. Now kneel down and apologize to him. I will not hold you responsible. If not, don't blame me for being rude!"
Ling Zhen looked at the two of them and said coldly, he was giving Song Jia and Zhang Lei a last chance.
In any case, they are all members of Lingyun Villa, and Ling Zhen does not want to take action against them immediately.
After hearing what he said, the angry Song Jia couldn't bear it anymore: "Old man, who are you? You dare to talk nonsense in front of me? I think you are tired of life?"
What kind of identity is Ling Zhen? How can he allow others to talk to him like this?
So after listening to Song Jia's words, he didn't say anything more, but took action directly.
The figure flashed and appeared in front of Song Jia in an instant. His withered right palm quickly reached out and went straight to Song Jia's throat.
Song Jia was also at the pinnacle of the martial soul realm, so after seeing his attack, he was ready to attack.
There are three masters in the realm of martial saints in Lingyun Villa, one of whom is Xiuping, the current village leader.
The other two were the former owner of the village, Ling Aotian, and his protector Yu Lao. However, these two people were dealt with by Lu Mingjun, and it was impossible for their cultivation to return to its peak state.
Therefore, in his opinion, this old man is probably at the same level as himself, and he will definitely not suffer in a battle.
However, just when he was about to fight back, a terrifying aura directly enveloped him.
When she felt this terrifying aura, the hairs on Song Jia's body stood up.
What kind of cultivation level does this old guy have? How could he make himself feel like this? He simply couldn't believe it.
Now let alone any counterattack, even wanting to move the body has become a luxury.
Song Jia knew that he had met a master among masters, but he was very puzzled. What was the origin of this old man? Why had he never heard of him before?
However, Ling Zhen no longer gave him a chance to think about this, and directly grabbed his neck with his right foot, murderous intent bursting out of his eyes.