Lin Xueying landed on the ground, and souls from all over the world gathered together, clasped their fists, bowed, and shouted in unison.
"Cang Futian pays homage to Grandmaster Lin."
"Silver Dragon pays homage to Grandmaster Lin."
Facing the arrival of the Grand Master, the five heroes had to bow their heads. Cang Futian and Yinlong stepped forward and saluted.
Lin Xueying nodded lightly, but did not greet anyone. His eyes fell directly on Leng Yourong, who was not far away and had his back to everyone. He snorted secretly and walked over.
"Leng Yourong, you haven't forgotten what I told you last time in Tianyue Restaurant, right? I've been waiting for five months. Now it's time for you to give me an answer. Go ahead.
Do you want to be my woman or not?”
Hearing this, there was an uproar around him.
Lin Xueying also fell in love with Leng Yourong...
However, Leng Yourong is extremely talented and beautiful. She is now honored as the top of the Five Elites and is more likely to be on the grandmaster list in the future. With her conditions, it is more than enough to be a grandmaster.
Yinlong's face was extremely ugly, and he glared at Lin Xueying angrily, but did not say a word. Although he was one of the Five Elites and was known as a quasi-grandmaster, his strength was far beyond Lin Xueying's rival.
"Lin Xueying, others are afraid of you, but I, Leng Yourong, am not afraid of you. I have no interest in you, so get out!"
Leng Yourong snorted coldly.
"Hahahaha, you have personality! You have flavor! I just like women like you! But whether you want to be my woman or not is not your decision, it's my decision!!" Lin Xueying said coldly:
"I, Lin Xueying, don't have anything I can't get. Please come over to me! Do you want me to get it myself?"
Leng Yourong frowned, and Qishang Saixue's jade hand was already pressed on the hilt of the sword.
"Haha, you won't give in, right? Okay! The more you act like this, the more I like it!"
Lin Xueying smiled domineeringly and walked straight towards Leng Yourong.
Everyone stared blankly, some were jealous, some were envious, some were resentful, some were angry, but no one dared to speak out.
Because no one dares to stop a Grandmaster...
Cang Futian glanced at Yinlong, but saw that he looked indignant, but did not make a sound. Cang Futian smiled coldly, with a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.
Bai Ye frowned and walked towards Leng Yourong.
He didn't like to meddle in other people's business, but Leng Yourong had helped him once before, so this time he just treated her as repayment.
"Hey, Bai Ye, don't meddle in other people's business. He's the Grandmaster. Don't mess around. And I've heard that this Lin Xueying is extremely cruel. He kills his whole family if he disagrees with him. It's said that those who offend him will be killed.
Most of them have been fed by him to the snow sculpture behind him, don't be too impulsive... I know you must also be fascinated by Miss Leng, but people like her are not something we can dream of, so we should give up." Yan
Niu quickly advised.
Just as Bai Ye was about to say something, a clear shout came from afar.
"Brother Lin, you are a great master, why do you need to embarrass a female classmate?"
I saw a figure passing through the sky, like lightning, coming towards this place with lightning speed, and quickly landed in front of the tombstone.
Many people saw people appearing in front of them before they heard the shout.
What an amazing speed!
People were frightened, stared intently, and then were frightened again, unable to help but make an uproar.
"The Ninth Grandmaster, Du Ya!!"
"It is rumored that Du Ya has unique body skills, extremely fast speed, and lightning speed. He is called the son of thunder and lightning. When I see him today, he is well-deserved!"
The sound of admiration kept ringing.
"Du Ya?"
Lin Xueying's eyes sank and he snorted coldly: "The things here have nothing to do with you, go away!"
"Grandmaster Lin, this is Tai Chi City, and it is also in front of the Wanxiang Sect ancestors' cemetery. It's not good for you to do whatever you want, right?"
Du Ya said slowly.
"Then what do you want?" Lin Xueying asked coldly.
"Of course Du Ya doesn't dare to embarrass Grandmaster Lin. He just hopes that Grandmaster Lin can respect Miss Leng. Whoever she likes is her wish. I hope you don't force me." Du Ya said seriously.
"Ha, then who does she like? Could it be you? Ha, are you worthy? Just a loser who has just broken through the Heavenly Soul Venerable and entered the Yang Soul Realm! If she doesn't choose a strong man like me, is it possible that she will choose you?
This trash? Get out of here!" Lin Xueying revealed a fierce look and said in a cold voice.
Du Ya's face changed slightly.
Although he is also a Grandmaster, he is ranked ninth, and he has just entered the Yang Soul Realm. Compared with a strong man like Lin Xueying, he is naturally far behind. If they really have to fight, the chance of winning is not good, but Lin Xueying is too unwilling to give up.
He has lost face, he is also a master after all.
Leng Yourong was delicate and cold. When she heard Lin Xueying's words, her bulging chest heaved with anger.
"Lin Xueying! You are so arrogant!! Do you think you are the emperor here? Let me tell you! Even if I am the woman of a first-level Heavenly Soul Realm person, I will never be your woman!!" Leng
Yourong said angrily, almost shouting at the top of his lungs.
"What did you say?"
Lin Xueying was completely annoyed, and his domineering and resolute face became distorted: "Would you rather be a waste than be my woman?"
"That's right! In my eyes, you are worse than trash!" Leng Yuerong shouted through gritted silver teeth.
"Okay! Good! Good!!"
Lin Xueying was completely enraged, like a crazy lion, forcing the silver dragon. Cang Futian retreated continuously, and no one around him dared to approach.
"Since you said you like the first-level trash in the Heavenly Soul Realm, then I will kill the first-level trash here. If you say you like the second-level trash, I will kill the second-level trash. If you say you like the third-level trash, I will kill the third-level trash.
I will kill anyone you like, but I want to see who else can you choose in this world besides me!!"
As soon as Lin Xueying finished speaking, he glanced around with a pair of ferocious eyes. Soon, his eyes fell on a young man with a fair complexion wearing white clothes.
"Babyface! Come here!!"
Lin Xueying roared, and the air wave exploded. The short and thin man beside the young man flew out directly, and he himself was dragged over by Lin Xueying's terrifying suction.
Lin Xueying pinched the young man's collar, stared at Leng Yourong fiercely, and raised a ferocious smile at the corner of his mouth: "Just watch how I tear this kid apart bit by bit in front of you!!"
"You're crazy!!"
Leng Yourong was extremely pale, she bit her silver teeth, raised her sword and charged forward.
"Stop it!!"
Lin Xueying stamped his feet, and an aura instantly exploded, blocking Leng Yourong's approach. At the same time, the huge snow sculpture behind him also flapped its wings, and a hurricane blew away, blowing Leng Yourong hard, making it difficult for her to move.
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"hateful!!"
Leng Yourong pursed her pink lips tightly, and her eyes were sad and angry.
She looked at Cang Futian, who sighed and shook his head.
She looked at Yinlong. This man who had come here with ease actually lowered his head at this moment, not daring to look at him.
She looked at Du Ya, who rushed towards her from a distance and clasped his fists, his face full of helplessness.
No one can help her.
No one can subdue a grandmaster, unless the top six grandmasters arrive, but even if the top six grandmasters appear, they may not stop Lin Xueying...
Who would offend a grandmaster for the sake of a quasi-grandmaster who is not recognized by the Wanxiang Sect?
Leng Yourong was completely desperate.
hopeless.
No thoughts.
In this world where the jungle prevails, the weak should serve as foils for the strong...
Leng Yourong closed her eyes...
“Let go!!!!!”
At this moment, a faint drink sounded that shook his soul.
The sound is not loud, but it spreads in all directions.
Leng Yourong was stunned for a moment and followed the message.
The person who spoke was none other than the young man who was grabbed by Lin Xueying.
"What did you say?"
Lin Xueying squinted his eyes and looked at the young man teasingly.
"I said, let go immediately, I won't kill you."
The young man said expressionlessly.
"Kill me?" Lin Xueying laughed loudly, his ferocious eyes flashing jokingly: "Interesting, interesting, boy! If I don't let you go, what can you do?"
Boom!
The next second, an iron fist hit him hard in the face...
Whoosh!
Lin Xueying flew out instantly like a cannonball and hit the barrier of the altar not far away.
Boom...
The thick barrier of the altar was directly shaken by waves, which took a long time to subside, causing the Wanxiang disciples around the altar to panic.
And this one...
The momentum disappeared.
The snow sculpture stopped flapping its giant wings.
People raised their heads and looked in shock.
In an instant, there was silence all around, and if a pin dropped to the ground, there would be a thunderous explosion...
"What can I do? I can do this."
The young man, Bai Ye, twisted his wrist, put away his fists, put his hands behind his back, and said indifferently to Lin Xueying in the distance.
One punch to blow away the Lin Xueying?
Leng Yourong's expression froze.
And at this moment, she also recognized this person as the young man who was made things difficult for Ma Yu and others before!
Why is his strength so strong?
"Asshole!!!"
It took a while for Lin Xueying to get up and come back to his senses. He raised his head, glared ferociously at Bai Ye, roared and rushed over with thousands of troops and horses.
"I'm going to cut you into pieces!"
The roar contained terrifying soul power, making the ears of those around him ring.
"With you? You can't do it."
Bai Ye clasped his hands behind his back and remained motionless. As the momentum surged, he fell like a mountain.
Nine major trends!
Lin Xueying's expression suddenly changed.
Boom!
His feet sank, crushing the floor, and his terrifying momentum was dissipated by the secret of the general trend, and his running speed immediately slowed down several notches...
People were stunned.
Yinlong, Cang Futian, Du Ya and others felt that their hearts were about to jump out of their throats.
Especially Leng Yourong, her mind went blank and she couldn't think of anything.
"The first level of the Heavenly Soul Realm... He is just a first-level person of the Heavenly Soul Realm! How could he... be able to compete with the Grandmaster?"
Everyone present went crazy!
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