Ling Tian's
Zhong En
"Haihi.. The Alchemy Association is too arrogant before us Lian Clan! You do not want to give up a quarter of the Association's shares to us, especially you who reject our submission outright! Accept the consequences!" said the middle-aged woman giggling.
"Squeals! You Lian Clan people are extremely greedy! You guys have done the coercion! If the other party finds out, then you will no longer have the support of everyone for doing this!" said the green-robed man while spitting blood from his mouth.
"That is if they know, but if you and the others die, who would want to report to the other party? Hihihi.." said the golden black-robed lady of the Lian Clan.
"Klan Lian is totally arrogant*n! I swear, you will be destroyed soon!" shouted the green-robed, middle-aged man.
"Haha! The Lian Clan was the Midland Ruler Clan! Who would dare to disturb him?" replied the old lady with confidence.
The middle-aged man could only grit his teeth as his heart justified the mad woman's words. No one would dare to tease the Lian Clan in this central landmass. Nah! Even if it was in the entire land of the Sky Continent.
"Who said no one would dare?"
Suddenly a voice belonging to a young man appeared accompanied by his owner after a while. The half-face masked youth in black robes suddenly shot out from the empty air without the slightest aura of his existence being felt. The young man appeared near the green-robed, middle-aged man and extended his hand.
"The elder is okay?" asked the masked young man who was none other than Ling Tian.
The middle-aged man welcomed Ling Tian's hand as he felt there was no ill will from the masked young man to him. Ling Tian immediately raised the elder's body until he stood straight again.
"Thank you son! I'm fine!" replied the green-robed middle-aged man.
Ling Tian's sudden appearance brought the fight of both sides to a halt. While the middle-aged woman who had previously beaten up the middle-aged man of the Alchemist Association turned wary.
"Brother We! My sword is still on you, isn't it? What if I leave this business to you? This ugly woman was just a 3-Star Intermediate Platinum Swordsman realm! It shouldn't be a problem for you to use my sword!" ling Tian said as he looked towards where the giant tree was.
Swuush...
The figure of the masked young man half of another face appeared with a sword that had been unsheathed and gave off a terrifying aura. That young man is surely our hero Ling We!
"It's not my brother's problem!" ling We said then directly attacked the middle-aged woman from the Lian Clan.
With a speed that could already keep up with an Early Diamond Swordsman realm cultivator, Ling We managed to shock the middle-aged woman. Though he clearly saw that the masked young man who had just arrived was only a person who was in the realm of an Early 2-Star Platinum Swordsman. Quickly the middle-aged woman from the Lian Clan fended off Ling We's lightning attack with the green-level heirloom sword she was holding.
A traankk!
Cracks!
"What!"
The middle-aged woman glared her eyes to the point that it was about to come out when she found her beloved sword broken with just one strike from the weapon belonging to the masked and black-robed young man.
The woman from the Lian Clan immediately took a few steps back and kept her distance from Ling We. The woman wanted to cry because of her broken weapon. Besides, he was also very surprised by the aura coming out of his opponent's heirloom sword.
'Red level heirloom!' muttered the woman with a trembling body.
While Ling We just stood back and looked at the sword he was holding was so powerful and hard.
"Ughh! Too bad! An heirloom weapon as good as that should be broken in vain by you!" ling We said deeply regretting his actions that attacked the middle-aged woman with his greatest strength and speed that he had during the opening attack.
"Isn't it clear what my brother said before? We are not afraid of that big name of your Lian Clan! And it's precisely because you're from the Lian Clan that I've become more and more eager to skin you!" ling We said with his psychopathic smile that was beginning to grow.
"Last, if you want to know who we are, then just ask the Hell Guard!" added Ling We who directly attacked the woman back quickly.
The woman could only grit her teeth and curse inwardly for having to meet the two masked youths while on a mission to kill one of the Elders of the Alchemist Association.
Finding herself attacked, the woman from the Lian Clan could only dodge and dodge continuously as indeed her weapon had been destroyed.
The woman was indeed much stronger than her opponent, but the speed Ling We had and the red-level heirloom weapon in her hands was not something that the middle-aged woman could deal with. Until the moment the blade landed on some part of the woman's body and made her endure the pain and slow down her movement.
The sreet! The sreet!
The sreet! The sreet! The sreet!
Maidservant!
Bamm...
Ling We managed to kick the middle-aged woman's big chest hard so that it made her bounce far tens of meters away.
"My brother! Aren't you being too rude to a woman? You kicked it so hard!" ling Tian shouted suddenly from where he was watching.
"Haiy.. If she was a girl, maybe I'd be a little soft, but she's a peot granny who's been a hundred years old! So why hold my kick!" Ling We answered him casually.
"Haha.. So anyway.. Please just beat him up all you want! After all, you were once nearly made to die by the people from the Lian Clan right?" asked Ling Tian.
When he heard Ling Tian's last remark, Ling We's eyes and face turned cold. He certainly still clearly remembered the damn Lian Kun and his men who almost killed him if Ling Tian did not come immediately.
"You people from the Lian Clan must indeed be annihilated!" ling We said coldly.
Ling We walked up to the middle-aged woman from the Lian Clan with murderous intent gushing thickly from her body. Ling We channeled a very small amount of his Qi energy into the Dark Ocean Sword and swung it to slash the woman from the Lian Clan.
The middle-aged woman was currently in a state of concern and could resignedly accept, her golden black robe was torn and blood was flowing from all over her body. Not to mention one of the large mountains he had on his chest like he was about to explode it felt like the moment after being kicked so strongly by his opponent.
While Ling Tian and the previous middle-aged man had only witnessed Ling We's ruthlessness from a distance.
"The young man was cruel!" said the green-robed middle-aged man involuntarily.
"That's not how master-." Ling Tian said disconnected because he had yet to recognize the green-robed, middle-aged man beside him.
"Zhong En! My name is Zhong En!" said the man introduced himself.
"Oh.. Elder Zhong! Greetings! My name is Ling Tian and my brother is Ling We!" ling Tian said as he cupped both hands paying his respects.
"The ling? Are you from the eastern mainland Ling Clan?" zhong En asked as well while replying to Ling Tian's fist.
"That's really Elder Zhong!" replied Ling Tian kindly.