127: C127 Homicide

C127 Homicide

Song Shengcheng sneered.

However, in front of the crowd, Song Sheng naturally had to be considerate. He immediately stretched out his hand to support Xia Yanru's arm, allowing her to lean on him as he asked in a considerate tone.

"How is it? Is there anything wrong with your body? "

The harmony between husband and wife, in the eyes of anyone, was a very harmonious and enjoyable scene.

However, in the instant that Song Sheng supported Xia Yanru, something seemed to flash past in his heart. It was as if there was a little bit of doubt, causing ripples in his thoughts.

This was because the sensation coming from his palm seemed to be different from what he had imagined.

From Song's impression, his cousin's arm should be slim and soft. However, at this moment, he could clearly feel the firm muscles on the arm of the person beside him.

No, this isn't a cousin at all!

A hint of panic appeared on Song Wen's face. His body was as slow as a marionette, his steps turning as he tried to escape from the man's side. However, his speed was too slow.

Since the other party allowed him to come closer, he had no intention of letting Song Shengcheng leave again!

A shining sword tip instantly pierced through Samsara's chest from behind.

Blood spurted out, the weird color half of Song Shengcheng's face was dyed red. It froze his expression.

This unarmed man under the red cap. Unknowingly, a shiny sword of light had appeared in his left hand. It directly stabbed into Song Shengcheng's back.

From outside the door, the gentle wind was blowing, stirring the clothes of two people. The unbelievable scene lasted for a brief moment. Almost everyone present was shocked.

They were still clapping, but their tongues were tied. It was as if his eyes were about to pop out from their sockets.

They never would have thought that Song Shengcheng would be assassinated so quickly. Could it be that Xia Yanru, when did she have such an ability?!

However, while everyone was still immersed in shock, a black figure instantly pounced over! Like a owl in the night, he instantly flew up to the sky above the stage. The unfurled cloaks covered the two of them like a curtain in the sky.

However, the figure under the red robe seemed to have an extremely fast reaction. With a quick flick of his wrist, the tip of his sword lashed out like a whip. He threw Song Cheng's corpse off the stage. Meanwhile, he suddenly turned around and was already fighting with Lee Wenloong who pounced on him.

Lee Wenloong, a cultivator with a high level of Congealing Void, could be said to be shocked and angry at the same time. There was even a tinge of red on his usually calm face. In fact, there were even veins popping out on his neck!

His aged face was filled with boundless rage. Someone had actually killed the young master of the family in front of him!

This was simply assuming that he, a cultivator with a high level of Congealing Void, did not exist!

In Lee Wenloong's heart, besides anger, there was also regret like the tide. Why didn't he try to sense it earlier? Why was it released after just a glance?

If he had been more careful just now, he might have discovered it already. Even though this assassin's aura was very weak, it seemed like he was also in the middle stage of Vein Refining. Xia Yanru had no cultivation at all, how could she be at the middle stage of the Vein Refining!

Lee Wenloong only has one thought, let me kill him with one palm!

He was going to beat this damn assassin to death!

Lee Wenloong's power exploded out in an instant. It was as if he had shrunk the ground to an inch, appearing right in front of the assassin. He attacked with his full strength and luck! He did not try to conceal his strength. Just a simple strike was enough to send a huge stream of air rampaging through the entire hall!

The crowd present, regardless of whether they had cultivation or not, were all blown from side to side, causing them to be unable to stand stably. And this was only the aftermath of his palm strike!

Even the beams of the houses began to emit a 'kacha' sound. It was as if they were about to break under the pressure!

Under this palm, not to mention humans, even the indestructible walls of Ningnan City would have to obediently collapse!

However, what surprised Lee Wenloong was that the person in front of him actually dodged past him!

Keep in mind. As a high-level Congealing Void cultivator, Lee Wenloong's palm was not a simple palm print. With his current cultivation, even a casual palm strike would be as thick as a wall with his current cultivation. At this moment, Lee Wenloong was attacking with all of his strength. Before his palm had even touched Lee Wenloong, the pressure was already like a black cloud pressing down on a city!2

Wanting to dodge was not something that could be avoided with just a tilt of the body!

However, this cultivator in front of him seemed to be unable to withstand the force. His body was bent at an odd angle, as if he was in complete violation of the law of battle. It felt like he was facing an attack, but it also felt like he was continuously retreating. It actually managed to reduce most of the force!

Lee Wenloong's strong palm attack caused a big hole in the wall behind the assassin. This was the great hall of the Xia Family, so the construction materials were naturally top-notch. However, Lee Wenloong's palm did not even come in contact with it. It was only a wave of air, yet it had such a devastating effect!

But no matter what, he was still a cultivator with a high level of Congealing Void. For a short distance like this, the power was extremely terrifying. Although the assassin did his best to avoid the power of death, he could not avoid the gales.

However, when the force exploded from that person's body, it also gave off a powerful aura. It even destroyed the red robe that was covered by the cover. It revealed the black warrior uniform underneath. His face was handsome, and his eyes were like the stars. It was Xia Ling!

The two air waves collided, and Lee Wenloong and Xia Ling separated. However, Xia Ling seemed to be maintaining a calm heart while Lee Wenloong was slightly out of breath.

That was something that he could not do anything about, even if Lee Wenloong was a cultivator with a high Congealing Void. Even if he used all of his strength to strike out with his palm, he could still feel a hint of exhaustion.

Xia Ling had been suppressing his aura ever since he had entered. Otherwise, Lee Wenloong's sharp senses would have detected him a long time ago. However, now that his aura had exploded, he was naturally unable to conceal it.

Lee Wenloong's expression was gloomy, but his eyes were also filled with surprise: "Brat, to have such skill while only at the middle level of Vein Refining, is truly quite outstanding. However, you are very familiar with how angry this old man is. If I'm not mistaken, you must be the Qiong Wu from two days ago, right? "

Xia Ling smiled and praised, "Old sir's observation is really sharp. I was just here to check out the situation that day. "

At this point, Xia Ling could not help but feel a sense of relief. It was fortunate that all the fights had suppressed their strength when he had come to investigate. Otherwise, even if he were to change his face, with Congealing Void, High Rank cultivator's terrifying senses would be able to detect that they were the same.

This way, his trump card would be exposed!

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