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1129 Threat

Only then did Ling Xiu know what the early stage of the Holy Realm was.

Ling Xiu only relied on pills to forcibly increase his strength, and he could not compare with the true early stage of the Holy Realm.

Sure enough, the fakes are just fakes, and they are far from being comparable to the real early Saint Realm masters.

Ling Beitian breathed a sigh of relief. Since Ling Xiu had threatened Yang Huang with Leng Rushuang, Yang Huang would definitely not take action based on his character that values ​​love and justice.

The people around him sighed, and they now felt that Yang Huang would not attack easily.

But I have to say that the two-meter-long spiral bomb was really terrifying. When it was spinning above the palm of Yang Huang's hand, although it was not spinning very fast, a layer of soil on the surrounding ground was still blown away.

"What a dazzling blue light. The blue light of the spiral bullet seems to be a little bluer than before!" Dian Xingtian smiled.

Dian Xingtian came over halfway. She had been stationed outside before, but she sent a message to Dian Xinghu a few minutes ago.

A few minutes later, Dianxingtian saw that Dianxinghu hadn't replied yet, so he came over.

It’s not that the Dianxing army is left without command, Dianxingshan is still on standby. As long as Dianxingtian sends out an attack signal, they will rush directly into the city.

"Yang Huang, why don't you get out of here? You just scared me, do you know that?" Ling Xiu patted the dust on his body.

"You are very good. You dare to threaten me and not kill you, right? Then I will destroy you first!" Yang Huang pushed down the spiral bomb without hesitation. He said that he will not be threatened by anyone.

The people around him stared, Ling Beitian was the most nervous, his hands were shaking, he was very afraid that his son would die.

"Stop, we'll let him go now!" Ling Beitian immediately rushed forward. Although he knew it was too late, he still rushed out.

Hei Mo and Yu Qingqing smiled, and they immediately rushed over to stop Ling Beitian. They were stopped by Ling Beitian before, but now it was time for them to stop Ling Beitian.

"No!" Ling Xiu used all his strength to defend.

Yang Huang immediately stepped back after throwing the spiral bomb. He didn't want to be blown up by his own power.

"boom!"

Ling Xiu was blown into the ground by the spiral bomb. At this time, the spiral bomb had been moving underground, and it was still spiraling forward.

Every time you advance, a large amount of gravel will fly out of the ground, and the pit will become larger than before.

The spiral is a force of compression, and now it is a process of release.

When compressed, a large amount of spiritual energy is reduced to a certain volume, but when released, it is not limited by volume, so the spiral bomb keeps expanding after it explodes.

Starting from the middle, it spreads to all sides. People around you look from a distance and you will find that there is a tent-like blue energy in the venue that is getting higher and larger, and is always expanding.

"What a powerful force. Yang Huang can completely defeat people in the middle stage of the Holy Realm with just this move!" Yu Qingqing admired Yang Huang very much. Now she suddenly wanted to learn spiral bombs from Yang Huang.

"Clone!" Yang Huang slowly formed a seal. After doing a few movements, he closed his hands and five more clones appeared on his left and right sides.

In other words, Yang Huang now had ten clones, and those clones rushed in front of Ling Xiu after they appeared.

Ling Beitian now has no idea what Yang Huang wants to do, and he is very anxious.

"Are you two going away? If you don't, I'm going to take action against you!" Ling Beitian's strength is not weak.

Although Ling Beitian's apparent strength is at the peak of the late Heaven Realm, if he really fights, he may not be able to defeat the Black Demon.

"You can try it!" Yu Qingqing smiled.

The Black Demon didn't speak, she just took out a black sword.

In the battlefield, Yang Huang's ten clones had already lifted Ling Xiu up.

"Do it!" Yang Huang sneered.

The ten clones did not nod or shake their heads, they all took out a wooden stick.

Yang Huang's purpose was obvious, which was to beat someone with a stick. Now there was no need to use spiritual power to deal with Ling Xiu, because Ling Xiu's meridians were completely severed and he was now a complete useless person.

"Yang Huang, if you dare to kill my son, I guarantee that Leng Rushuang will die!" When Ling Beitian said this, he said it in front of everyone. He had no intention of transmitting messages at this time.

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Yang Huang shook his head disdainfully and said, "Don't worry, I won't kill him for the time being, but he may have to suffer some pain!"

After finishing speaking, Yang Huang looked at the ten clones.

The ten clones seemed to understand what Yang Huang meant. One of the clones immediately drew a stick, and then the second clone also drew a stick.

The third, the fourth, the fifth...

The ten clones all waved the sticks in their hands. This kind of stick was very ordinary. It was just an ordinary wooden stick, not a special wooden stick.

But when these ordinary wooden sticks hit Ling Xiu, Ling Xiu still let out a heart-rending roar. He screamed very miserably, as if someone in his family had died.

"Yang Huang, that's enough. If you continue to fight, Leng Rushuan will really die. Have you seen the communication talisman in my hand? As long as I crush this talisman, my men will kill.

!" Ling Beitian squeezed the talisman, but did not crush it.

Yang Huang did not ask the clone to stop, but he was still worried that Ling Beitian would crush the talisman.

After a while, Yang Huang still asked the clone to stop. Anyway, the fight was almost done now. If the fight continued, Ling Xiu would be beaten to death.

"Ling Beitian, you are so shameless. You spoke so loudly. Now everyone present knows that you have captured my man!" Yang Huang slowly pulled out the knife stuck on the ground.

Ling Beitian gritted his teeth and said: "Stop talking nonsense and let him go quickly!"

Yang Huang smiled disdainfully and said: "Hand over Leng Rushuan, and I will let your son go. Otherwise, there is no need to talk!"

Ling Beitian pointed at Yang Huang angrily. He thought for a while and decided to let Leng Rushuang go. But after thinking about it carefully, he finally decided to give up Ling Xiu.

The reason is very simple. Ling Xiu is already disabled. Even if he is rescued, he cannot be cured. There is no need to rescue him. He doesn’t have only one son anyway.

And Ling Beitian didn't want to be threatened by Yang Huang. There were so many people watching here. If he was successfully threatened by Yang Huang, he would be looked down upon by others in the future.

Yang Huang frowned. He had a bad feeling. Maybe something big was going to happen soon. Maybe the rest of the competition would not go on smoothly.


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