Ling Tianhua frowned, looked at Ling Wushuang, and said faintly, "Wushuang, do you still have illusions about Xiao Lang, or are you feelings?" ”

"I ...... I didn't! Ling Wushuang wanted to deny it as much as she could, but unconsciously, her voice weakened.

If you want to deceive Ling Tianhua like this, it is naturally impossible. A look of anger immediately appeared on Ling Tianhua's face, and his voice sank, "You still want to hide it from me?" You're not stupid, am I? I sue you, Xiao Lang has already rejected you once, how can you have illusions about him? I sue you, Xiao Lang, and even the Xiao family, are the enemies of our Ling family!"

"Brother! In fact, why should we be so extreme? Xiao Lang may be right, you can't be a lover, you can be a friend! Moreover, because of our relationship, Xiao Lang was assigned to the Ascension Continent for five years, which ...... That should be enough, right? ”

Ling Wushuang, who had completely calmed down, seemed to have suddenly figured it out, and said in a loud voice.

"What's enough? That's his own fault! Do you know how many people have treated our Xiao family as a joke since that bastard rejected you? How can you swallow this breath? ”

Seeing that Ling Tianhua's words became more and more ruthless, Ling Wushuang shook his head, his face was disappointed, he was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "This is my business, brother, you should not care about it in the future?" ”

"What did you say?" Ling Tianhua couldn't believe his ears, and asked in a loud voice.

Ling Wushuang didn't want to say more to Ling Tianhua, seeing that everyone had no intention of helping, he bit his red lip, pulled out his figure, and swept straight towards the blood-clothed crowd.

"Ling Wushuang, you come back for me!" In his impression, this was the first time that Ling Wushuang had not listened to his words, and Ling Tianhua was shocked and angry, and he burst into angry voices.

But Ling Wushuang was obviously iron-hearted, and he ignored Ling Tianhua's cheers.

Ling Wushuang single-handedly rushed into the blood-clothed crowd, a sword was danced by her is impenetrable, and the water can't be splashed, under the snow-white sword light like heaven and earth, the blood-clothed crowd retreated one after another to avoid it, relieving Wan Dong and Lin Feng of a lot of pressure.

"Sister Wushuang, we know that your Ling family will not stand idly by."

Seeing Ling Wushuang, Lin Feng's expression immediately perked, and it seemed that even the injuries on his body were not so painful. Facing Ling Wushuang, he said with a bright smile.

Ling Wushuang snorted lightly and said, "Don't be too happy, I can only represent myself, not the Ling family." ”

With that, Ling Wushuang shook his sword and forced a blood-clothed man to retreat, and then his body quickly moved forward, standing with Lin Feng and Xin Wuxian and them.

Hearing Ling Wushuang say this, Lin Feng realized that only Ling Wushuang rushed over alone, but the rest of the Ling family's masters were still standing still.

Lin Feng's face suddenly became bitter, and he said, "Sister Wushuang, we have received your wishes, but with your strength alone, I am afraid that you will not be able to return to the sky." You better quit now, lest you die in vain. ”

"Less nonsense!"

Ling Wushuang's temper was indeed not an ordinary 'wild', as soon as Lin Feng's words landed, she pushed back hard.

There was no other nonsense, and the sword in his hand danced more urgently, almost sharing the pressure on Lin Feng and Xin Wuxian. Looking around, except for Wan Dong, there are the most blood-clothed people around her.

Wan Dong couldn't help but glance at Ling Wushuang a few more times, and his impression of her in his heart changed greatly.

This girl's temper, although she is a little stubborn and a little extreme, but her heart can't say that it is bad. And she did not hesitate to fall out with her family, but also to take risks alone and help them, which made Wan Dong feel her deep love for Xiao Lang.

In the past five years, Xiao Lang was assigned to the Ascension Continent, although it is equivalent to cutting off his future, but in the past five years, Xiao Lang has lived a very chic life, otherwise, he would not have created Xiao Daxia's reputation, not to mention, Xiao Lang was sent to the Ascension Continent, Ling Wushuang's reason can only account for a small half, and more is the jade pendant that is making trouble in his body. But in the past five years, Ling Wushuang not only has to miss Xiao Lang, but also has to bear the blow of being rejected by Xiao Lang, and her life is probably the real torment.

After being tormented like this for more than five years, if you want to say that you don't have a little hatred in your heart, it is unless only a saint can do it. Thinking about it like this, Ling Wushuang's actions became excusable and less hateful.

The addition of Ling Wushuang has alleviated the situation of Wan Dong and the others, but it is only a little, and it cannot fundamentally relieve the crisis they are facing. And as the remaining few Earth Wheel Primaries were injured one after another, more and more Blood-Clad people broke through their defenses and began to attack Xiao Cunxin and the others.

Xiao Cunxin's side, although there are many people, but the combat effectiveness is undoubtedly much worse than Wan Dong, and after a while, the screams of the injured began to sound. The situation is becoming more and more critical!

"Two elders, if you want to get rid of that Xiao family kid, there is a chance, and you don't have to be at this time, let's take action and send these blood-clothed people away, otherwise I'm afraid that she will be in danger without frost."

Ling Tian turned into anger, but he loved Ling Wushuang after all, and said to Ling Wei Ling Gang helplessly.

Ling Wei didn't want to see Ling Wushuang have an accident, and was about to nod his head in agreement, but at this moment, his complexion suddenly changed drastically, and a deep fear surged up on his face like a storm, and the whole person was like an electric shock, and he suddenly turned around and looked behind him.

Ling Gang and Ling Wei were worthy of being siblings, as if they had a sense, they twisted their heads behind them almost at the same time, and the expressions on their faces were exactly the same.

Ling Wei and Ling Gang's expressions immediately lifted Ling Tianhua's heart, and his gaze subconsciously followed them.

I saw another 'blood cloud', rising from there, only this time, the speed of the 'blood cloud' seemed to move faster and more violently!

"Another wave? What the hell is this, and why is it endless? ”

Ling Tianhua's brows furrowed slightly, and his eyebrows were full of disgust. I just think that these blood-clothed people are not very good at cultivation, but such endless waves are really annoying enough.

"That's not right! There is something wrong with this wave of blood-clothed people, everyone must be careful! ”

The perception of a powerhouse in the Divine Dao Realm is far from being comparable to the Tiange Realm, and only a half-step Tiange Ling Tianhua is even more out of reach.

As soon as Ling Tianhua's voice fell, Ling Wei's voice over there rang out quickly and solemnly.

The number of blood-clothed people in this wave is not very large, only twelve in total. However, the momentum condensed by these twelve blood-clothed men was even more terrifying than the hundreds of blood-clothed people before. Moreover, their speed was undoubtedly faster, and Ling Tianhua blinked an eye, and these twelve blood-clothed people had already arrived in front of them.

"You people are not ghosts, let me die!"

Before Ling Wei could make arrangements, an anxious Tiange Realm master rushed out with a roar.

A splitting palm, like lightning falling from the sky, went straight to the heart of one of the blood-clothed people.

These twelve blood-clothed people did not have blood-colored giant swords in their hands, only a pair of empty palms, but the rapid attack of the masters of the Heavenly Grid Realm was calm and calm, as if they didn't take it in their eyes at all.

The other eleven blood-clothed people, the offensive did not change, and the blood-clothed man who was selected as the target of the attack was slightly stunned, and the blood-colored cloak that covered his body suddenly rose, like a shield, sealing the palm power of the heavenly grid realm powerhouse.

Taking advantage of the stunned moment of the powerhouse of the Grid Realm that day, the blood-clothed man suddenly erupted, and his body was fast, leaving only a red light. The Ling family's Tiange Realm master didn't even have a chance to react, and a bloody arrow suddenly burst out from his neck, and his throat was actually cut on the spot.

When that Tiange Realm master slowly fell, all the masters of the Ling family were stunned, even Ling Wei and Ling Gang were shocked, and their eyes widened to the extreme.

The Ling family master who was killed, although he only had the first level of Tiange, but if he wanted to kill the first level of Tiange in seconds, he had to at least be a cultivator of the peak realm of Tiange to be able to do it. Could it be that the combat power of these twelve blood-clothed people has already reached the peak of Tiange?

Ling Wei couldn't think about it too much, the twelve blood-clothed men had already deceived and attacked, and they still didn't say a word, only killed people!

"Second brother, you protect Tianhua, I'll deal with this wave of blood-clothed people!"

Leaving this sentence, Ling Wei didn't wait for Ling Gang to react, he rose up and slashed at the twelve blood-clothed men with a wave of his palm.

It's just this time, not to mention killing three people in one palm, or even injuring a blood-clothed person, he has never done it.

The twelve blood-clothed people seemed to know that Ling Wei was powerful, as soon as Ling Wei's body burst out, the twelve blood-clothed people had already avoided one after another, and when Ling Wei's palm was sprinkled, the twelve blood-clothed people had already scattered as birds and beasts.

"Good brute, I'll see how long you can hide!"

Ling Wei shouted angrily, and was about to brew a second wave of offensives, when he suddenly heard six sharp attacks full of bloody momentum beside him, aiming at the six vital points around him at the same time.

An unusually strong warning sign suddenly surged from his heart. This warning sign made him understand that it would take no twelve but six blood-clad men to pose a deadly threat to him.

Ling Wei didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and hurriedly struggled to dodge, while waving his palms again and again, constantly laying down body protection Dao Gangs around his body, weakening and disintegrating the offensive of these six blood-clothed people.

There was a thudding thud, and Ling Wei only felt that his chest was as if he had been hammered five or six times in a row, and he felt sullen for a while. Although it was not enough to make him injured, this feeling has already shown that none of these twelve blood-clothed people have combat power that is not inferior to the peak of Tiange. Although I haven't stepped into the Shinto realm yet, I'm afraid it's not far away.

What are these powerful blood-clothed people, where did they come from, and who instructed them? In addition to shock, Ling Wei's heart was full of mysteries that could not be solved.