Seeing Duan Lingtian walking step by step, every step he took seemed to be stepping on Zhao Ming's chest, making Zhao Ming's face become paler.
Once upon a time, the young man in purple in front of him was as vulnerable as an ant in front of him.
However, today, standing in front of the other party, he is no different from an ant.
Just as Tang Huo couldn't figure it out, he couldn't figure it out either.
In just a few years, how could Duan Lingtian have become so powerful? What kind of adventure did he get?
Even if he had the help of the 'Ten Thousand Years Stalactite', it would be impossible for him to improve so quickly in just a few years.
Zhao Ming can be sure of this.
At some point, Duan Lingtian stood in front of Zhao Ming and looked at Zhao Ming with an indifferent expression, "Zhao Ming, at first I only thought that you were killed by a group of senior officials and disciples of the Seven Star Sword Sect.
After the sect was almost destroyed, he turned to the three Qinglin sects..."
"If that's the case, although I think you are ungrateful, I won't hold any grudge against you. After all, everyone has his or her own ambitions!"
"However, I never expected that you would betray us outright during the stalemate between our Seven Star Sword Sect and the Three Qinglin Sects. First, you plotted against 'Old Xuan', and then you even joined forces with the senior officials of the Three Qinglin Sects to kill the sect leader!"
Duan Lingtian said word for word.
After talking about it, there was only a frightening chill in Duan Lingtian's eyes, staring at Zhao Ming with such icy cold eyes, making Zhao Ming feel like he had fallen into an ice cave.
"What you did has made people and gods angry! Are you worthy of the sect that cultivated you? Are you worthy of your master?"
Duan Lingtian's voice was cold, and every word was heart-breaking. Every word seemed to turn into a sharp blade, piercing into Zhao Ming's heart, causing Zhao Ming's body to tremble and his face to look extremely ugly.
In fact, he had regrets in his heart when he was blinded by anger, plotted against ‘Lao Xuan’, whom he had known for many years, and joined forces with the strong men of the three Qinglin sects to kill the sect leader ‘Linghu Jinhong’.
Especially later, although he was accepted by the three Qinglin sects and became the protector elder of the three Qinglin sects, his status became even more lofty.
But whenever he dreamed back at midnight, he often dreamed of Mr. Xuan, and Linghu Jinhong came to him to demand his life.
Not only that, he often dreamed about the master who brought him into the Seven Star Sword Sect and cultivated him without reservation. In the dream, his master was so angry that he vomited blood and died every time.
All this has become his 'nightmare'.
Taking a deep breath, Zhao Ming, who had already realized that he would not survive today, his eyes flashed fiercely, staring at Duan Lingtian, "Duan Lingtian, the reason why I betrayed the sect is because of you! It was you who killed me.
Son, it has even caused my grandson to become a monster that is neither male nor female!"
"If it weren't for you, how could I have been carried away by anger and betrayed the sect?"
Zhao Ming said through gritted teeth.
"At this point, you are still shirking responsibility?"
Duan Lingtian sneered, and then said word by word: "Do you dare to say that if the Seven Star Sword Sect is about to die, if there is a chance of survival, you will not switch to the Third Qinglin Sect?"
"Even if I, Duan Lingtian, do something, what does it have to do with the sect? What does it have to do with the other people in the sect? You just come after me, why do you want to harm Mr. Xuan, why do you want to harm the sect master?"
Speaking of what happened later, Duan Lingtian was extremely angry, his eyes were like knives, as if he wanted to cut Zhao Ming into pieces with a thousand knives.
Zhao Ming had a sullen face and said nothing.
Duan Lingtian's every word was heartbreaking and reasonable, leaving him speechless.
"By the way, I have to tell you one more thing...your two grandsons, both male and female, were killed by Mr. Peng not long ago."
Duan Lingtian said to Zhao Ming.
When Zhao Ming heard this, his expression changed drastically.
Although, he had just learned the news about the destruction of the three Qinglin sects from the conversation between Duan Lingtian and Tang Huo.
But he still felt that his grandson should be able to escape.
But now, Duan Lingtian's words completely shattered the remaining hope in his heart.
"Duan Lingtian, I want to kill you!"
Zhao Ming's eyes were red, as if he was crazy, and he rushed towards Duan Lingtian desperately, his energy surged, and the 'Impression of the Wind' followed him like a shadow.
Bang!
However, his strength was not much stronger than Tang Huo. In front of Duan Lingtian, he was vulnerable and was kicked away by Duan Lingtian at will.
Seeing that Zhao Ming, who had fallen to the ground, was about to stand up, Duan Lingtian's eyes turned cold.
The wind and the remaining clouds!
Before Zhao Ming got up, Duan Lingtian seemed to have turned into a gust of wind, blowing in front of Zhao Ming in an instant.
Bang!
Another kick hit Zhao Ming's face hard, causing the back of Zhao Ming's head to hit the ground hard, making him dizzy for a while.
humiliation!
**Naked humiliation!
"ah!!"
Zhao Ming was knocked unconscious and confused. After coming back to his senses, he realized that his dignity had been completely trampled under the feet of Duan Lingtian.
Suddenly, he roared crazily: "Even if you must die today, I will make you pay the price!"
Zhao Ming rushed towards Duan Lingtian as if he were crazy, as if he was going to "die together" with Duan Lingtian.
And just then.
call out!
A swift 'wind and thunder finger force' set off a thorn whistling sound, broke through the air, brought up a wisp of blood, and pierced one of Zhao Ming's legs.
Zhao Ming originally wanted to stand up, but his legs gave out and he collapsed on the ground, embarrassed.
"This is what you owe Elder Xuan."
At the same time, Duan Lingtian's cold voice clearly reached Zhao Ming's ears.
"I want you dead!"
Zhao Ming gritted his teeth and propped up his body. The Yuan Power in his body was raging and he rose into the air, trying to fight Duan Lingtian again.
call out!
Another 'wind and thunder finger force' flew out of the sky.
However, Feng Lei Zhijin’s target this time is no longer Zhao Ming’s limbs, nor Zhao Ming’s head…
It’s Zhao Ming’s ‘Dan Tian’!
Poof!
With a soft sound, Zhao Ming's Dantian was penetrated, and the majestic energy accumulated inside seemed to have found a vent, and rushed outwards, disappearing in the air in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, Zhao Ming's Dantian was like a deflated balloon. After the air leaked out, all the energy surrounding his body was lost.
"This is what you owe the sect master."
Duan Lingtian spoke slowly, his voice extremely cold.
At the same time, Zhao Ming, who had been carried several meters into the air by Yuan Li, lost the support of Yuan Li, and his body suddenly fell down, falling to the ground with a 'bang'.
"ah!!"
Zhao Ming, who had lost his vitality, was no different from an ordinary bad old man. He was thrown and screamed.
After a while, perhaps because he was numb from the pain, Zhao Ming regained his breath and stared at Duan Lingtian with a pair of eyes full of hatred, "You... you actually ruined my cultivation!!"
In Yunxiao Continent, the strong are respected.
The foundation of a warrior's existence is his cultivation.
When one's cultivation is abolished, life is worse than death for a warrior.
"We are all going to die anyway, so what if we lose all our cultivation? Elder Ming, please be patient."
Duan Lingtian and Zhao Ming looked at each other with smiles on their faces.
This smile, in Zhao Ming's eyes, was no different from a devil's smile.
"I...I'm going to kill you!"
Although his cultivation was ruined, Zhao Ming was as if he had been given blood at this moment. He put his hands on the ground, propped up his body with his only remaining leg, and pounced on Duan Lingtian again.
An ordinary bad old man rushed towards him, but Duan Lingtian casually stepped out of the way without any pressure.
call out!
Another 'wind and thunder finger force' roared out and landed on Zhao Ming's back, hitting his spine.
Click!
His spine was broken, Zhao Ming screamed, collapsed to the ground, and passed out.
Duan Lingtian had no intention of letting Zhao Ming go just like that. He raised his hand, and his Yuan Power rushed out, directly drawing the water from the 'spirit-washing pool' and slapping Zhao Ming's body hard.
Zhao Ming woke up with a start, but now he could no longer hold up his body because his spine was broken. He could only lie on the ground and stare at Duan Lingtian with hatred.
"This is what you owe the senior officials of the Seven Star Sword Sect."
Duan Lingtian said calmly.
"Duan Lingtian, please kill me!"
Zhao Ming said sternly that at this moment, he was worse off than dead, and he didn't even have the strength to commit suicide.
This feeling made him so depressed that he almost suffocated.
"Don't worry, you won't live long."
Duan Lingtian's eyes were calm, and when he raised his hand, a series of 'wind and thunder finger energy' flew out, setting off waves of piercing piercing screams, which were extremely harsh.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
Three blasts of wind and thunder struck into Zhao Ming's two arms and one intact leg one after another like a devastating blow.
"This is what you owe the disciples of the Seven Star Sword Sect."
"You owe this to your master."
"You owe this to the sect that trained you to become a talented person."
Zhao Ming's screams sounded one after another, his whole body was trembling, and his face was bloodless.
Every time, when he was about to pass out, Duan Lingtian would splash water on him to wake him up and continue the next round of torture.
Zhao Ming could not speak smoothly now and spoke to Duan Lingtian intermittently, his words full of pleading.
"I won't kill you."
Duan Lingtian glanced at Zhao Ming lightly.
When Zhao Ming heard this, his pupils shrank.
Not to kill him?
What else does Duan Lingtian want to do?
An ominous premonition arose in his heart. At this moment, what he regretted most was that he did not commit suicide before being destroyed by Duan Lingtian.
If he had committed suicide long ago, he wouldn't have had to endure the torture just now.
Now, he doesn't even have the strength to commit suicide.
"From now on, you can stay here to fend for yourself... Of course, you can choose to starve to death."
Duan Lingtian glanced at Zhao Ming one last time, then used his mental power to open the 'Inscription Array', flew out, and disappeared in front of Zhao Ming's eyes.
"No...no...no!!"
Zhao Ming twisted his neck. Now, only his head could move. His eyes were filled with endless hatred and violence.
This hatred and violence can almost break through the clouds and the sky.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Ming's eyes suddenly widened.
Just because he saw a figure shrouded in black robes, instantly passed through the barrier of the 'Inscription Array', fell from the sky, and appeared in front of him