Chapter 142, Ling Sanye and Yang Zongbing [, please collect]

not far away, Ling Xiaolou still maintained the action of releasing sharp arrows and quietly watched the bald monk fall to the ground. Instead of immediately coming forward to see if the other party was dead, he waited quietly.

The keen intuition of the breath of life kept scanning the bald monk, and Ling Xiaolou found that the breath of life of the other party passed quickly and disappeared clean in the blink of an eye.

Also, if the heart is broken, how can the bald monk have a reason to live?

Lingxiaolou took a long breath and wanted to drag the body of the bald monk back, which is the carrier of good blood and essence. Suddenly, he staggered and almost stood unsteadily.

His face was as white as paper, bean-sized sweat fell, his pupils were dim, and his breath became weak. Although he killed the bald monk, he himself was also severely damaged.

"Dead... The powerful Master Kumu actually died... How could he die... How could he die?" Yang Fan shouted in horror. All this was incredible, like a dream, so unreal.

He has experienced the strength of Master Kumu. He has no choice but to talk about four or five powerful Yuanmeng martial artists, which is the real prestige.

His father once said that in another two years, Master Kumu will step into the realm of Wuzong and become a real strong man who can establish a sect.

But at this moment, the powerful Master Kumu died in front of him. Yang Fan looked at this scene and felt chilled. Even Master Kumu died. Who could save him?

Yang Fan, who was scared and stupid, was confused and muttered something. Li Jin snorted coldly and cracked bones. Li Jin did not hesitate to kick Yang Fan's leg joints to prevent him from escaping.

Li Jin didn't look at it and screamed a few times. Yang Fan, who was in a coma, rushed to Ling Xiaolou, held him up, and said with a hurried face, "Brother Ling, are you all right?"

"No... it's okay!" Ling Xiaolou shook his head, shook it twice, stood firmly with the help of Li Jin, and smiled bitterly in his heart. This was the end of using the power that should not be used.

This is the sequela of his rash use of the corpse mountain blood and sea knife. With his current cultivation level, his soul strength and physical strength are not enough to support him to urge the corpse mountain and sea of blood.

The rash use of the corpse mountain blood sea knife will cause a great burden on the body and soul. Lightly, the soul and body will be severely damaged, and the soul will be directly destroyed, the body will collapse, and the body will die.

"Move these three bodies into my room. I want to heal. Hurry up!" Ling Xiaolou knew that time was pressing, and he must restore his strength as soon as possible to prevent the strong from attacking. At this moment, he can only survive by relying on himself.

"Yes!" Li Jin agreed, first carried Ling Xiaolou into the room, and then quickly dragged the three bodies into Ling Xiaolou's room. Then he carried the rune bow and arrow on his back, pulled out a dark knife, and stood at the door of the Lingxiao Building to guard the Lingxiao Building.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the curved crescent moon flashes. At this time, thousands of meters above the inn where Lingxiao Building is located, two people stood in the air, looking at each other from a distance and guarding each other.

"Master Ling, what do you mean? Why do you block me?" One of the figures opened his mouth in a low and angry voice.

The figure called Third Master Ling carried his hands on his back, looked at the other party calmly, and said, "It's not interesting. I would like to ask Mr. Yang what does he mean? He came here in the middle of the night and sent heavy troops to besiege this place. Did he want to kill my son of the Ling family?

"The son of the Ling family?" Mr. Yang snorted heavily and said, "The teenager below is not recognized by your Ling family at all. A person who is not recognized by the Ling family is not the Ling family. Since he has offended me, he has only one way to die!"

"When do you, an outsider, dare to interfere in the housework of my Ling family?" Third Master Ling couldn't help shaking his head and said, "Is it possible that my Ling family has been too kind and gentle over the years to make the world forget our ferociousness? A small deputy general dares to provoke!"

"You..." Mr. Yang suddenly looked up, his eyes flashed coldly, and said, "Master Ling is so domineering! Do you really think you're going to be an official?"

"Hey..." Third Master Ling grinned and said, "As the evil monk you recruited said, you won't know whether you can eat it or not!" After a pause, he whispered, "If you want to try, you will bear the consequences!"

"This is Datong City! It's not you Renhuai City!" Mr. Yang raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't challenge my patience, otherwise you will know the consequences!"

Third Master Ling sighed and said in a vicissitudes tone, "Alas, it seems that Mr. Yang has made a choice. In this case, let's fight!" He paused and said, "What's going on in this world? There are so many stupid people, self-mistake!"

"Do you think I'm afraid of you?" Yang Zongbing's face became more and more gloomy when he heard the words. He was so ignored. His heart was furious. How many years has he not felt this way?

Since he was promoted to the deputy commander-in-chief of Datong Border Pass, he has controlled the life and death of hundreds of thousands of troops. He is powerful and listens to flattery and flattery all day long. How can anyone dare to scold him? Even the chief soldier spoke politely to him and dared not say heavy words.

"You know that you are not afraid of me!" Third Master Ling stared calmly at Mr. Yang and said, "Ling Xiaolou is the son of the Ling family. No matter how much my eldest brother doesn't like him, there is something that can't be erased. Ling Xiaolou's blood flows from my Ling family."

After a pause, Youyou said, "My Ling family can scold him, insult him, and even beat him and kill him, but it doesn't mean that an outsider can do the same!"

"What's wrong with him insulting my son and torturing my son? Your Ling family is too domineering, isn't it? Mr. Yang's face sank like water.

He was full of doubts. Is the news he got true? He finally saw that the third brother of the head of the Ling family in front of him was determined to defend the teenager, which was extremely inconsistent with the information he got.

He knew clearly that his son Yang Fan was insulted and slapped by the waiter of Ling Xiaolou.

Ling Xiaolou's identity is also clear. Because of this, Yang Fan privately asked a thousand households under his command to send troops to surround the inn. He did not object, otherwise how could Yang Fan transfer troops without permission?

Just in case, he followed secretly with Master Kumu and watched from afar. After Lingxiaolou killed thousands of border troops and Yang Fan's guards, he sent Master Kumu to solve Lingxiaolou. I just didn't expect that as soon as Master Kumu left, the third master of the Ling family appeared to stop him.

Listening to Mr. Yang's soft words, Yin Hui shone on Ling's resolute face, with an indifferent smile on the corners of his lips: "I, Ling Laosan, know who is domineering, and you, Mr. Yang also know. What's the cause and development of the matter? Have you figured it out? Didn't I find out?

"It seems that Mr. Yang doesn't have a concept in his mind. I don't know that there are some things that you can't help." Third Master Ling said in no hurry.