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Chapter 1361 The Precarious Nangong Lingjue

Chapter 1361 Nangong Lingjue is in danger

While he was chasing after him, Liang Shilin had no time to think about this problem!

Until he saw Yang Haoran stop and show that meaningful smile.

Liang Shilin suddenly shuddered and realized something was wrong!

Although Liang Shilin did not see the scene where Yang Haoran instantly killed Wu Mingkai.

But I was also extremely shocked by the panic of the messenger.

Being able to cultivate to the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage, Liang Shilin is not a rookie without any social experience.

Yang Haoran dared to stop so blatantly, he definitely had something to rely on!

Could it be the terrifying master who once appeared at the Family Conference?

Thinking of this, Liang Shilin got goosebumps all over his body.

He immediately let go of his consciousness and sensed the surrounding atmosphere.

It was later rumored that the terrifying master's cultivation had probably reached the twelfth level of the Qi Refining Stage.

If you want to shoot him to death, I'm afraid you won't use the second move!

Fortunately, Liang Shilin did not sense the terrifying aura.

This made Liang Shilin feel a little relieved, but Yang Haoran's words shouldn't be that scary.

When he was more than thirty meters away from Yang Haoran, Liang Shilin also stopped.

He deliberately made a look of contempt and looked at Yang Haoran.

"Haha, Yang Haoran, you are brave enough to actually show up."

Yang Haoran smiled contemptuously and retorted.

"It's not me who's brave, it's you.

How dare you chase me alone and come to die?"

Liang Shilin's pupils shrank and he took a deep breath.

"Arrogant! I am very curious. There is always no way in or out of the spiritual world. How did you come back?"

The teleportation array was originally under the control of a first-grade family.

The three major aristocratic families are naturally familiar with the characteristics of the teleportation array.

Because of this, Liang Shilin was confused and wanted to know the answer.

"Why does a dead man know so much?

Aren’t you here to kill me? Just do it, there’s too much nonsense!”

Liang Shilin was furious and screamed in anger.

"You're such a shameless person, since you're looking for death, I'll help you!

I heard that you killed Wu Mingkai, I want to see what you are capable of!"

Although he said this, Liang Shilin was not careless at all.

Killing a practitioner like Wu Mingkai, even if it is a sneak attack, relies on real skills.

So I went all out as soon as I started.

As his arms swayed, there was already an eyebrow-level stick in his hand.

The stick body is yellow and should be mainly made of brass.

It is at least three centimeters thick, and this stick may weigh more than ten kilograms.

As soon as the stick fell, there was a roar of wind.

The stick split the air with an astonishing force and fell towards Yang Haoran's head.

Yang Haoran's pupils shrank, not daring to be careless, and jumped to the side.

Just as he ducked away, he heard a bang.

The place where he was originally standing was knocked down by Liang Shilin with a stick, and a large pit with a diameter of two meters suddenly appeared.

After all, he is a practitioner at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage, so he is much stronger than Wu Mingkai before him.

"Want to hide? It's not that easy!"

With a loud shout, Liang Shilin swept away thousands of troops with his stick.

Immediately, a piece of wind and sand was brought up, covering Yang Haoran completely.

Yang Haoran hurriedly backed up again.

Before he could stand firm, Liang Shilin stretched his arms forward, and the end of the stick made a sound of breaking through the air.

He stabbed Yang Haoran straight in the chest.

If Yang Haoran retreated again, he would have no chance to fight back.

This made Liang Shilin happy. It seemed that Yang Haoran's previous killing of Wu Mingkai was probably a fluke!

"Haha, you can't escape, I will kill you today!"

Liang Shilin was so energetic that he used a stick to play like a tiger.

As a ninth-level practitioner in the Qi Refining Stage, Yang Haoran had the mysterious jade bone and fused gold into his body.

The overall strength is by no means comparable to Liang Shilin.

Yang Haoran was not in a hurry to fight back, he just wanted to use Liang Shilin as his own whetstone to familiarize himself with the power of the ninth level of the Qi Refining Stage.

Until three minutes later, Liang Shilin was already out of breath.

After all, continuous attacks are a big burden for him.

The little confidence I had just gained quickly disappeared again.

At the same time, I was shocked. Yang Haoran seemed to have no physical exertion at all and was always in good condition.

"Have you beaten enough? If so, let me do it instead."

Yang Haoran's sudden smile made Liang Shilin feel shuddering.

Then a flash of red light appeared in front of Yang Haoran's hand, and a sword appeared in Yang Haoran's hand.

It was nothing unusual at first, but when I saw the decoration on the hilt of the sword and the word "Chixiao" conspicuously written on the sword.

Liang Shilin's heart suddenly shook and his eyes widened.

"This is the Wu family ancestor's Chixiao Sword!

Hasn’t it been taken to the spirit world? Why is it in your hands?”

"Haha, the ancestor of the Wu family is Wu Dahai, right?

That guy has been killed by me, and this is my trophy."

Yang Haoran is not lying. He also had some credit for killing Wu Dahai.

Liang Shilin suddenly looked horrified and was sweating profusely.

For a moment, I couldn't tell whether what Yang Haoran said was true or false.

The Chixiao Sword is the personal magical weapon of the ancestor of the Wu family and will never be passed on to others.

But the ancestor of the Wu family is at the twelfth level of Qi refining stage, so how could this happen?

Liang Shilin's head only felt a buzzing sound, and he felt sluggish for a moment.

In a duel between masters, how can there be any room for distraction?

What Yang Haoran was waiting for was now, and he swept across with his sword.

The red light from the Red Sky Sword slit Liang Shilin's throat.

Liang Shilin felt severe pain and finally reacted, but it was too late.

He was kicked by Yang Haoran and fell down with a thud.

Only then did Yang Haoran put away the Red Sky Sword with a look of emotion on his face.

If this guy hadn't been unable to react all of a sudden, it wouldn't have been so easy to kill him.

It seems that the few tokens obtained from Dongfang Lingyu are not completely useless.

If you suddenly take it out and scare people from the three major families, it may have miraculous effects.

Soon, Yang Haoran searched Liang Shilin's body again, looking unhappy.

“I’m so poor, I don’t even have any storage tools.

After all, he is also a master at the ninth level of Qi refining stage."

If Liang Shilin knew anything about it, he would be so angry that he would smoke from his seven orifices.

Storage instruments are so precious, especially in the secular world, they are rare items!

The three major aristocratic families only have one piece each, and it is still family property.

When Yang Haoran was about to leave, Liang Shilin's cell phone rang.

Yang Haoran's heart moved and he took out his cell phone. There was a message.

"According to your instructions, we have arrived at Yuwu Sect. Please provide instructions on the next step of action."

Only then did Yang Haoran remember that Liang Shilin should be the commander-in-chief of the Jia family.

Jia Xulong said before that the Yuwu Sect had been exterminated, which was obviously nonsense!

But it seems that if he doesn't rush there, the Yuwu Sect may be in trouble!

(End of chapter)


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