Chapter 189 Tianjian Lingyun

A mother hugged her son tightly and did not let go until she died, but her son, who was only five or six years old in her arms, was pierced with the same sword!

Looking at this inhumane scene, Zhao Jingtian, who thought he had seen through the life and death in the world, couldn't help but be furious: "Who the hell is this?

Zhao Jingtian has never been loved by his mother. Even if he recognizes his mother now, there is still a deep gap between him and Li Rongshan. And what he subconsciously longed for most was naturally the maternal love he had never received. Facing a woman who was dying and protecting her son, Zhao Jingtian's anger reached the extreme, and the murderous breath buried in his body gushed out crazily!

"You murderers, why don't you put your hands on death!" There was a thunderous cry from the sky, followed by sword shadows flying all over the sky and dancing wildly in the sunset.

Thousands of swordsmen fell from the sky and landed on the roof of private houses in Shunzhou City, surrounding Zhao Jingtian and others.

Looking at the formation of these people, they should be prepared. However, their clothes are so many that they should not come from the same sect, but I don't know how they can get together.

Zhao Jingtian looked around and saw that these guys were full of righteous indignation one by one, and he understood in his heart that these people had been put on.

"We didn't kill people." Zhao Jingtian said calmly, but the murderous spirit in his body could not be covered up, which made all the swords of the swordsmen present sense the existence of the murderous spirit and kept singing.

The temperament of the first person is somewhat similar to that of Wei Zimin, the doorkeeper of the Dijian Gate, both of which are a momentum overlooking the world. Seeing several swordsmen in green beside him, Zhao Jingtian probably guessed that the person he couldn't see clearly was the suzerain of the Qinglan Sect, Liu Yangqing.

Liu Yangqing snorted blankly: "You are naturally not a good thing when you are with the murderous little demon king and Qianli soul-chasing sword Zhang Yan. In addition, you killed 100 people in Qinglanzong, but you can't deny it!"

Zhao Jingtian's face was cold: "If you want to add a crime, there is no need to worry! I didn't even touch their clothes. You even said I killed them! If you want to kill, come here. I, Zhao Jingtian, am afraid you won't make it!"

Liu Yangqing kept telling himself that there should be something strange about this matter, but the swordsmen behind him couldn't help it, and they all looked sad: "Zongzhu, these people have killed 131 people! One of them is the elder of the Sword King that we respect. What else are we talking about with them? Just kill it!"

The swordsmen who surrounded Zhao Jingtian also shouted one after another: "Master Liu, the facts are in front of us. We received the news that they would come here to slaughter the city. They arrested us. What are we talking about with these guys? Ling Lanheng of Tianjian Sect is on the same road as the devil. Even if he is killed by us, it is his own fault!"

"Yes, kill that arrogant little rabbit!" Some swordsmen with ulterior motives also echoed. They are all scattered swordsmen who are dissatisfied with the oppression of Tianjian Sect. This time, when they heard that Ling Lanheng participated in the city slaughter operation, they killed them with Liu Yangqing.

Just as everyone was fighting, a cold voice floated over the wall: "Who is going to kill my son there? Which wild dog is barking there?

The swordsmen who just said they wanted to kill Ling Lanheng were cold, and their eyes unconsciously looked in the direction of the city wall.

A white shadow slowly fell from the sky and fell on the top of the city without a sound. If it hadn't been for this sound just now, no one would have known that there would have been someone there!

A white dress floated, and the long hair was blown up by the bloody evening wind, adding a touch of blood red to the white dress.

Ling Yunxiao's eyes were like ice, and his face was full of coldness: "What kind of bastard said just now? Stand up for me. Don't blame me for being innocent!"

The people looked at each other a few times, as if they were encouraging each other. As if they had summoned up their courage, several people stood up together, and one of them said to Ling Yunxiao, "What about what we said? Your son is with demons, and everyone will be killed! Don't think that you Tianjian Sect can bully people at will. Xuantian Kingdom doesn't have the final say of your family.

Ling Yunxiao's eyes penetrated the man's heart like two sharp arrows: "What, is it over? What other last words do you have to explain?"

The man seemed to hear the sound of his heart bursting, and his eyes were round: "You..."

With a roar, the man's body exploded into a ball of blood!

The concordant people around him were so scared that they knelt down and kowtowed desperately to Ling Yunxiao: "Master Ling, we know what's wrong, we know what's wrong... Your lord, don't care about the villain, forgive us!"

Liu Yangqing's face was as blue as his name: "Ling Yunxiao, how dare you violate the law of the swordsman of the Xuantian Kingdom? The air-level swordsman can't attack the swordsman below his level. Are you not afraid of being besieged by all the air-killing swordsmen?

Ling Yunxiao closed his eyes and seemed to have not heard Liu Yangqing's words at all.

Even if Liu Yangqing is an empty-level swordsman, he does not dare to fight with Ling Yunxiao in anger. Ling Yunxiao clearly ignored Liu Yangqing, but Liu Yangqing could only stand still.

After a while, Ling Yunxiao opened his eyes and looked directly at Liu Yangqing: "Do you think you will be my opponent? Even if I kill them all, what can you do?

Although Ling Yunxiao's words were not loud, they were enough for everyone present to hear them. If the previous eye-closure was Ling Yunxiao's obscure disregard for Liu Yangqing, now it is naked contempt!

Liu Yangqing trembled all over, and the blue swordsmen who had been strong around him also closed their mouths cleverly. When they meet a madman like Ling Yunxiao, they are afraid that they will have the same fate as the explosive guy.

Seeing Ling Yunxiao's momentum, Zhao Jingtian's heart suddenly became heroic: Life is like this, what do you want?

I'm crazy, I'm proud, how can you stand me? Between heaven and earth, who is the only one who is independent of me?

Xiao Chen's voice sounded in Zhao Jingtian's mind: "Tut... Are you eager for this power? In fact, you can also have it now! Haha! Take another blood pill and cooperate with my strength, and you will be no worse than that Ling Yunxiao.

Zhao Jingtian clenched his fist tightly: "I want to rely on my own strength!"

No one noticed what Zhao Jingtian was doing, and everyone's attention was on Ling Yunxiao and Liu Yangqing. They are all watching how Liu Yangqing will deal with the arrogant Ling Yunxiao.

Liu Yangqing waved his sleeves: "Brother Ling, do you want to fight here? You have to worry about the consequences. If you take action again, all the Xuantian swordsmen present can prove that you are shielding and slaughtering the evil spirits of Shunzhou City!"

Ling Yunxiao snorted coldly: "Are you eager for me to take action, so that you Qinglanzong has an excuse to unite with the swords of Xuantian Kingdom to fight against our Tianjian Sect? I won't give you this chance. I said, I'm here to teach those who want to kill my son.

As soon as Ling Yunxiao's voice fell, the guys who were still kneeling on the ground and their companions also exploded into a burst of blood drifting in the wind.

Liu Yangqing's face was difficult to see the extreme, but she stopped talking.

Seeing Liu Yangqing's reaction, Ling Yunxiao was very satisfied, with a slight smile on his face, and turned to his son Ling Lanheng and said, "Xiaoheng, now I will give you a choice. You can choose to face the storm with your adoptive brother, or choose to come back to me and let me protect you. Don't be in a hurry to make a decision and take a good look at the enemies you are going to face.

Ling Lanheng immediately knelt down to Ling Yunxiao and kowtowed several times. The blood on the ground stained his forehead and he did not erase it: "Father, thank you. Since I chose such a friend and such a brother, I will naturally fight with them to the end. I know that my decision may make you lose a son. But this is the son's own choice. I hope the father can understand Xiaoheng.

The people present couldn't help but be slightly moved. Ling Yunxiao's words were clear enough. If Ling Lanheng and Zhao Jingtian were mixed together, Ling Yunxiao would never risk the taboo of the whole mysterious kingdom to save him, but he still chose to stand with Zhao Jingtian.

What magic can this little guy from the Holy Kingdom make the young patriarch of Tianjian Sect stand with him so resolutely and fight together?