1300: C1300 Reverse Blow

C1300 Reverse Blow

"A guy with no eyes!"

Ling Yan glanced at the silent Huangfu Xiao and continued to grab Yao Ling.

Fortunately, after this change, the others finally reacted.

Leng Feng asked Sima Chongting to take good care of Cai Jiannan and the rest of the ordinary people, while he raised his palms and hit Ling Yan from the side.

The palm technique was fast, it was the Dark Night Flowing Star Palm in the Genuine Book of Ye's Martial Arts.

"Huh? What kind of palm technique is this?"

Ling Yan looked at Leng Feng's palm in surprise, but he didn't seem too worried.

Compared to Leng Feng, who had only learned ancient martial arts not long ago, Ling Yan, a veteran master, had nothing to fear.

He easily caught Leng Feng's palm technique with one hand, then kicked him away in front of Leng Feng's wide eyes.

"Get away from me!"

Leng Feng was hit hard by this kick, and he was immediately kicked upside down.

Ling Yan sneered. He grabbed Yao Ling by the neck and lifted her up.

Although Yao Ling's face was still pale, there was no fear in her eyes.

She glared at Ling Yan with hatred in her eyes.

The scene of Huangfu Xiao sacrificing himself to block Yao Ling's way made this innocent girl mature a lot in an instant.

"I hate the look in your eyes."

Ling Yan had been in charge of city government for many years and was full of control. What annoyed him the most was that he didn't respect his subordinates.

Yao Ling's current gaze reminded him of the situation where he had lost his reputation. He could not help but feel a chill in his eyes.

The hand that was originally pinching Yao Ling's neck slowly exerted force.

Yao Ling's white neck immediately showed signs of congestion and her expression also became more and more painful.

Just as Ling Yan was about to break Yao Ling's neck, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck.

He couldn't help but shiver before suddenly turning his head away.

This turn happened to meet a pair of eyes that were cold as ice.

The killing intent in this pair of eyes surged like dense dark clouds and thunder.

A wooden sword was quietly placed on Ling Yan's neck.

In an instant, Ling Yan was so scared that he didn't dare to move.

"You, when did you do that?

Ling Yan clearly remembered that Ye Hong was still dozens of meters away the last second. Why did he turn around and come to his side?

Could it be that he knew the legendary underground escape technique?!

This strange fact scared Ling Yan so much that cold sweat began to appear on his forehead.

The wooden sword hanging from his neck made Ling Yan's skin hurt.0

"It's the wind that helped me."

Ye Hong suddenly said something out of nowhere, as if he was answering Ling Yan's question and also sighing with emotion.

When Ye Hong witnessed Huangfu Xiao's tragedy just now, the unwillingness and pain in his heart caused him to be inexplicably clear-headed.

He suddenly had an idea, and he aimed the Sword Arts of Mount Shu behind him and executed it.

The strong wind that blew out backwards pushed Ye Hong in the opposite direction.

Together with his ability to run, he completed the miracle of shooting stars.

The moment before Ling Yan attacked Yao Ling, he arrived in time.

On the opposite side, Qing Mei nodded when she saw this.

In just a few days, Ye Hong's understanding and use of the Sword Arts of Mount Shu and Ancient Dao Wu had skyrocketed.

Such monstrous talent made Qing Mei sigh.

He seemed to be able to predict that Ye Hong, a junior who had come into contact with the Sword Arts of Mount Shu a few decades later, would most likely come into contact with the true essence of the Sword Arts of Mount Shu before him.

"The younger generation can be feared... Since that's the case, should I consider taking this kid back to Shu Mountain and become the sect master?"

Qing Mei touched his chin and thought silently.

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