Chapter 588: Killing you is like killing a chicken
"How could he be so powerful?" The white man's face was gloomy.
"Sure enough, I still underestimated him!" Shah Rukh gritted his teeth.
"Humph!" Guo Yi smiled lightly and said, "Do you think this is the end?"
Guo Yi holds an ice sword in his right hand.
Lift it slowly.
"Is it coming again?" The white man looked confused.
"My Buddha amulet is gone!" Basong's face was solemn. Without the Buddha amulet, how could he dare to resist easily? He couldn't help but take a few steps back.
cut!
Hoho...
With a slash of the sword, the sound of a dragon's roar sounded. The sword energy rushed towards several people like a giant dragon. This giant dragon was much more powerful than the dragon that Basong had transformed with his inner energy. It was even incomparable.
After all, it is transformed by sword energy and can tear apart everything.
The white man's face darkened and he shouted angrily: "Kill!"
He resisted Guo Yi's sword energy with his powerful body.
However, how could such a powerful blow be resisted by a mortal body?
Tear...
In an instant, the sword energy shattered everything. The white man was knocked down on the spot, all his clothes were torn to pieces, and everything was torn apart. There were blood marks on his body, and blood continued to flow down.
"Damn it!" Shah Rukh was shocked.
Bang!
The sword energy did not let him go. The sword energy was so powerful that it hit him all over his face. Shah Rukh's eyes were wide open, and he watched dumbfounded as the sword energy swept over him with the domineering force of an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
Poof...
Shah Rukh vomited blood and flew ten meters away.
Basong, a Thai man, secretly rejoiced that he had escaped in time, otherwise he would have been one of the people who suffered. He took a deep breath and took a few steps back, his face looking a little helpless.
Zicheng was stunned.
These martial artists who claimed to be masters from various countries behaved like rubbish in front of Guo Yi. Ling Zicheng looked at the martial arts practitioners who fell to the ground. They were either unconscious, kneeling and screaming, or vomiting blood.
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Guo Yi landed, holding a pure white ice sword and walking slowly towards Ling Zicheng.
"Guo Yi, you... don't come here!" Ling Zicheng gritted his teeth and said, "You... what do you want to do!"
"Ling Zicheng, aren't you very arrogant?" Guo Yi looked at Ling Zicheng calmly.
A pair of devilish eyes stared at Ling Zicheng. How could Ling Zicheng dare to look directly at Guo Yi? He avoided Guo Yi's eyes in panic and took a few steps back. Ling Zicheng was convinced that Guo Yi did not dare to kill him, so he hurriedly stood on the
Standing still, he said: "Huh, how about it? You don't dare to touch me!"
Guo Yi shook his head: "The ants are not afraid of death, but they still want to do what the mantis does to block the car."
"Hmph!" Ling Zicheng sneered and said, "I am the grandson of your family, and I have a single inheritance from the Nine Meridians. How about it? If you dare to kill me, you will be an enemy of the huge Ling family. Although the Ling family has no masters, there are endless talents in the Ling family.
With your family’s wealth and assets spread all over the country, it’s no problem to hire a few experts to hunt you down. Even if they can’t hunt you down, they will kill your relatives one by one to make you endure such pain!”
When Guo Yi heard this, his face suddenly darkened.
Whoosh!
With a quick step, Guo Yi turned into a ray of light and shadow and appeared in front of Ling Zicheng.
"Say what you just said again!" Guo Yi's tone was cold.
The surrounding temperature dropped sharply, like the cold winter in the twelfth lunar month. Ling Zicheng felt the cold air coming from Guo Yi's body, and his face turned pale with fright: "I... you can't kill me, otherwise... the Ling family will not let you go!"
Guo Yi grabbed Ling Zicheng's collar with one hand and picked him up with one hand. Guo Yi said word by word: "Killing you is like killing a chicken."
Ling Zicheng suddenly turned purple.
"Xiao Yi!" Liu Qian hurried over and advised: "Calm down. He is the eldest grandson of the Ling family!"
After all, he is the only descendant of the Ling family. The child who grew up in the palm of the family will definitely be the heir of the Ling family in the future. If Ling Zicheng dies, it will definitely be a major blow to the Ling family.
Judging from his behavior, he will never let Guo Yi go easily.
Liu Qian did not want Guo Yi to be harassed by the Ling family in the future, nor did she want Guo Yi to be hired by the Ling family to kill someone. So she had to stand up. She was not doing it to help Ling Zicheng, nor to save Ling Zicheng, but for Guo Yi.
"Killing him will do you no good."
"The Ling family will not let you go, nor will they let the Liu family go. There are so many people in the Liu family, can you bear to watch dozens of members of the Liu family being exterminated by people from the Ling family?"
Liu Qian looked at Guo Yi with a hint of pleading in her eyes.
If Guo Yi kills Ling Zicheng, too many people will suffer. The Duan family, Ding family, Ye Xiaoyu, Wan Zhangfeng and others may not suffer, nor will there be much conflict with the Ling family. However,
Many people at the scene suffered.
Destroy one's descendants and destroy one's descendants.
What is the difference between this and the hatred of genocide?
Guo Yi killed Ling Zicheng, which was equivalent to cutting off the descendants of the Ling family and destroying the descendants of the Ling family. This was definitely a great shame and humiliation for the Ling family, and it was an intolerable thing.
Guo Yi snorted coldly, and then said: "Kill him? It will only dirty my hands!"
thump!
Guo Yi flicked his right hand, causing Zicheng to fly out immediately. He was thrown to the ground and rolled several meters away.
"Young Master Ling!" Two bodyguards hurriedly stepped forward and helped Ling Zicheng up.
"Damn it!" Ling Zicheng's face turned pale. This fall almost broke his bones.
At that moment, Ling Zicheng saw the killing in Guo Yi's eyes, and saw the murderous intent in Guo Yi's eyes. He had no doubt that he would be killed by Guo Yi with a single knife, and he had no doubt that Guo Yi would kill him.
After getting up, Ling Zicheng hurriedly said: "Let's go."
Two bodyguards hurriedly followed.
Several other martial artists followed closely. The group came with arrogance and fled in despair.
Until this group of people left.
Only then did everyone return to the lobby.
"Mr. Liu, the younger generations of the Liu family are rising."
"Yes, the Liu family has great talents."
"Tsk, tsk, the Liu family will take off soon."
A group of people gathered around Liu Zhengbiao and praised him endlessly. Mr. Liu seemed very excited and excited. Especially when faced with the praises from everyone, he couldn't help but glance at Guo Yi secretly. Although Guo Yi threatened to talk to Liu Zhengbiao,
The relationship between the two families is clearly defined. However, the blood relationship can never be clearly defined. This is a certain thing. The Liu family will always have to take advantage of Guo Yi.
Today, the Duan family, the Ding family...these big families in Kyoto all came to visit in person, which means that if anyone wants to touch the Liu family in the future, they will have to take a look at the faces of the Duan family, the Ding family and other big families.
Liu Zhengbiao is an old fox. The moment he arrived from the Duan family, he had already realized that the status of the Liu family was different from the same.
"Fuck, let this kid steal the limelight again!" Liu Dajun said with a cold face: "With this kid here, we will never get any benefit from the Liu family in the future. Moreover, this kid's status in the Liu family is definitely not good.
If it is lower, we will definitely be unlucky in the future."
