2436: C2436 Great Resentment

C2436 Great Resentment

Jiang Ting sensed that Bai Ling was going berserk and kept killing people. When four more people were beheaded by Bai Ling, he no longer hesitated and used all of his strength to control the folding fan to erupt.

However, in a split-second, the folding fan reappeared in Jiang Ting's hand along with the white ribbon.

As for the white silk … Their tails were connected as they aimed at Jiang Ting's neck.

"Endless?" Jiang Ting's eyes were filled with anger.

Then, Jiang Ting ignored the incoming white silk and flicked his finger. A drop of bright red blood was instantly flicked onto the side of the folding fan that had the scenery of mountains and rivers painted on it.

The folding fan absorbed the fresh blood, causing the flames to rise sharply in an instant … Even the white silk began to turn black, as if it could not withstand the burning of the flames.

"Imperial Censor, be careful." Ma San and the rest exclaimed... The white silk was able to cut through the edges of anything. It was only half a foot away from Jiang Ting's throat.

However, Jiang Ting's expression did not change at all. Instead, he suddenly threw himself backwards, just dodging the white silk's suspension.

However, the rules were not that easy to resolve.

The white silk that missed instantly fell, as if it had a special taste for the throat.

No escape?

"In the end, it's still a dead thing." Jiang Ting had a smile on his face. Then, his right hand suddenly exerted a lot of force... The white silk that had yet to approach was instantly brought down to the ground by the fan.

"Hualala …" The waters of blood rose to the heavens.

Countless streams of blood rose up from all directions and continuously spread. It was as if there was an endless fountain of blood spouting water on the ground.

"Ahh …" The corpses of several Liu Family servants who didn't get touched by the blood instantly corroded and disappeared without a trace.

"Even if the Liu Clan dies, they won't be at peace!" Jiang Ting's expression turned ugly once again … For no reason at all, where did the white silk come from?

It was obvious that after the previous maid had died, she had indeed been sunk … Although Liu Fei had concealed a lot of information, Liu Fei did not lie. The final conclusion of the maid was indeed that she had fallen into a pit of desolation.

What would happen after a corpse sank into the pond and was constantly being humiliated? The wound bled as it was soaked in water.

Although he was angry, Jiang Ting's actions were not slow. He shouted coldly: "I will temporarily suppress the white silk and immediately wear down the anger!"

With that, Jiang Ting flicked his finger again, and three drops of blood fell onto the fan.

The flame suddenly spread out and turned into a 360 degree, round wall of fire 100 feet away from Jiang Ting.

Although the white silk was extremely resentful, but under Jiang Ting's continuous forcing out a drop of blood, the blood was unable to pass through the flames. The white silk was also tightly suppressed by the folding fan, forming a temporary deadlock.

However, this was all temporary … With grievance as the main force, the energy that Bai Ling needed to move was extracted from the world, while Jiang Ting used his own strength to control the fan.

If he continued to insist on not being able to completely suppress them, even if Jiang Ting had the upper hand right now, once his energy ran out, Bai Ling would once again try to act fierce.

Ma San and the rest looked at each other, and without hesitation, they hurriedly got closer and sat on the ground and started to use their secret techniques together … It was the secret technique of the Absolute Monarch Sanctuary, the secret method to dissolve the grievances and grievances.

This was also the effect that they were brought to … If not, Jiang Ting could solve the problem by himself, there was no need to bring them along.

As long as she lost her resentment, Bai Ling would no longer be a threat even if she was a foreign object … At this moment, the insanity of the white silk was due to the domination of resentment.

If there was no resentment, then he would be like a foreign object in the Jiang manor that had been nailed to the ground on that day and would have no strength to fight back.

"Rumble …" The blood and flames continued to collide.

….

Roughly an hour later.1

The deadlock between the folding fan and the white silk continued, the blood had not dispersed yet.

Jiang Ting's face turned pale: "Damn it, how much resentment do you have?"

Ma San and the others disintegrated their resentment with a secret technique, but after a full hour, the white silk was still struggling … It was true that he, Jiang Ting, was the God King, but he had already sealed all the cultivation levels of his real body, so all he could use now was the cultivation of the Sutra of the Will.

To wildly activate the power of laws with the power of a trifling Deity of the eighth rank … Just how much energy would be consumed was something that could be imagined.

If he did not succeed in suppressing them this time, not only would all his previous actions be in vain, on the contrary, the Liu Family, the people from Absolute Monarch Sanctuary, and even the people from Dongning County would all die here.

Even he himself would be exposed because of the eruption of his true cultivation base.

He hated that maid for being too angry? Jiang Ting wasn't that kind of person. The maid who was tortured was unable to beg for her life, and she was also just a pitiful person … It was the Liu Clan that should be infuriated.

If it wasn't for the Liu Clan, this mess wouldn't have come about.

"Damn the Liu Clan!" Ning Sheng and the others also began growling.

They did indeed hate the Liu Clan at the moment, and wished for nothing more than to swallow their flesh and blood alive … After all, the ten over of them had worked together for a full hour and yet, they had not completely broken apart the overflowing resentment within the white silk.

If the last one was impossible to accomplish, then that terrifying power would explode forth … They had no doubt that they would die. No one was more clear about the power of a foreign object than them, the people of Absolute Monarch Sanctuary.

This was a power that only immortal gods in the legends could resist!

"That maid is also stupid. She had to bite off more than she could chew!" Perhaps it was because the white silk was too difficult to deal with, but one of the guards also hated that wronged maid.

Jiang Ting instantly looked over … He remembered that the person's name was Hou Yu. He was a person who liked to cheat and act crafty, and he was a bit narrow-minded.

"Puff, puff …" Blood erupted like a fountain.

Jiang Ting hurriedly returned to his senses and stared at Bai Ling, controlling his fan to continue the stalemate with Bai Ling.

Ma San was indeed worthy of being called a person of the Prefecture Lord Ma Huan!

As he continued to use the secret technique to resolve the grievances, he humphed softly, "Hou Yu, who told you that you could commit suicide by biting off more than you can chew? Once the tongue was bitten off, it would uncontrollably shrink back into the throat. A mortal, when the time came for them to die from being unable to breathe, would be an extremely miserable way of dying. Since the Liu family had the intention of torturing that maid, so what if she did? It can't die. "

The person who was complaining was stunned for a moment and then no longer spoke … He had only used words to vent his anger on that maid. As a person of the Absolute Monarch Sanctuary, how could he not know about this sort of common sense?

He was still able to be carried by Jiang Ting due to his defect in character. Of course, he also had his outstanding points. The gaze that he saw when Jiang Ting turned around … He knew that he shouldn't have spoken!

If he continued to grumble, it might anger Jiang Ting.

After a moment of silence, Ning Sheng was the first to speak, "Imperial Censor, if this goes on, I'm afraid we'll all fall into Bai Ling's hands. This Bai Ling's resentment is too great, what should we do next?"

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