War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

Seeing Duan Lingtian walking step by step, every step he took seemed to be stepping on Zhao Ming's chest, making Zhao Ming's face even paler.

Once upon a time, the young man in purple in front of him was like an ant, vulnerable to a single blow.

However, today, standing in front of the other party, he is no different from an ant.

Just as Tang Huo couldn't figure it out, neither could he.

In just a few years, how could this Duan Lingtian have such a powerful body? What kind of adventure did he get?

Even if he has the help of the 'Wannian stalactite', it is impossible to improve so fast in just a few years.

This point, Zhao Ming can be sure.

At some point, Duan Lingtian had already stood in front of Zhao Ming, looking at Zhao Ming with indifference, "Zhao Ming, at first I only thought that you were killed by all the senior officials and disciples of the Seven Star Sword Sect, and that you were killed in the Seven Star Sword Sect." After the sect was nearly destroyed, they switched to the three Qinglin sects..."

"If that's the case, even though I think you're ungrateful, I won't hold anything against you. After all, everyone has his own ambition!"

"However, I never imagined that you would categorically betray us at the time of the stalemate between our Seven Star Sword Sect and the Qinglin Three Sects. First, you plotted against 'Old Xuan', and then you joined hands with the senior leaders of the Qinglin Three Sects to kill the suzerain!"

Duan Lingtian said word by word.

Speaking later, Duan Lingtian's eyes were filled with a terrifying chill, staring at Zhao Ming with extremely cold eyes, making Zhao Ming fall into an ice cave.

"What you have done is the wrath of both men and gods! Are you worthy of the sect that cultivated you? Are you worthy of your master?"

Duan Lingtian's voice was cold, every word was heartbreaking, each word seemed to be turned into a sharp knife, piercing into Zhao Ming's heart fiercely, making Zhao Ming's body tremble violently, and his face was extremely ugly.

In fact, when he was dazzled by anger, he plotted against the "Old Xuan" who had been with him for many years, and joined hands with the strong men of the Qinglin Three Sects to kill the suzerain "Linghu Jinhong", he felt regret in his heart.

Especially later, although he was accepted by the Qinglin Sanzong and became the elder of the Qinglin Sanzong's Dharma Protector, his status was even more lofty.

But every time he dreamed back at midnight, he often dreamed that Elder Xuan and Linghu Jinhong wanted his life.

Not only that, he also often dreamed of the master who brought him into the Seven Star Sword Sect and cultivated him without reservation,

In the dream, every time his master was so angry that he vomited blood and died.

All of this seemed to be his 'nightmare'.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Ming, who had already realized that he would not be able to survive today, stared at Duan Lingtian with fierce eyes, "Duan Lingtian, the reason why I betrayed the sect is because of you! You killed me!" Son, it made my grandson turn into a monster who is neither male nor female!"

"If it wasn't for you, how could I have been dazzled by anger and betrayed the sect?"

Zhao Ming gritted his teeth and said.

"At this time, are you still shirking responsibility?"

Duan Lingtian sneered, and immediately said word by word: "Do you dare to say that if the Seven Star Sword Sect is about to die, if you have a chance to survive, you will not switch to the Qinglin Three Sects?"

"Even if I, Duan Lingtian, did something, what does it have to do with the sect? What does it have to do with the other people in the sect? You just came after me, why did you want to kill Elder Xuan, why did you want to kill the suzerain?"

Speaking of later, Duan Lingtian was extremely angry, his eyes were like knives, as if he wanted to cut Zhao Ming into pieces.

Zhao Ming had a sullen face and didn't speak.

Every word of Duan Lingtian's heart was condemned, and every word was reasonable, leaving him speechless.

"By the way, I want to tell you one more thing... Your two grandsons who are neither male nor female were killed by Mr. Peng not long ago."

Duan Lingtian said to Zhao Ming.

When Zhao Ming heard this, his face changed drastically.

Although, he had already learned the news of the destruction of the Qinglin Three Sects from the conversation between Duan Lingtian and Tang Huo just now.

But he still felt that his grandson should be able to escape.

But now, Duan Lingtian's words completely shattered the last hope left in his heart.

"Duan Lingtian, I want to kill you!"

Zhao Ming's eyes were red, as if he was insane, he rushed towards Duan Lingtian desperately, his vitality surged, and the 'Artistic Conception of Wind' followed him like a shadow.

boom!

However, his strength is not much stronger than Tang Huo. In front of the current Duan Lingtian, he was vulnerable and was directly kicked away by Duan Lingtian at will.

Seeing that Zhao Ming, who fell to the ground, was about to stand up, Duan Lingtian's eyes turned cold.

Wind and clouds!

Before Zhao Ming got up, Duan Lingtian seemed to have turned into a gust of wind and blew in front of Zhao Ming in a blink of an eye.

boom!

Another kick, stomping down on Zhao Ming's face fiercely, causing the back of Zhao Ming's head to hit the ground hard, making him dizzy for a while.

humiliation!

** Naked humiliation!

"what!!"

Zhao Ming was knocked into a dazed and fuzzy consciousness. After recovering, he realized that his dignity had been completely trampled under by Duan Lingtian.

Immediately, he roared wildly: "Even if you must die today, I will make you pay the price!"

Zhao Ming rushed towards Duan Lingtian like crazy, as if he was going to "die together" with Duan Lingtian.

And at this moment.

call out!

A swift 'Wind and Thunder Finger Strength' set off a piercing howling sound, pierced through the air, brought a strand of blood, and pierced through one of Zhao Ming's legs.

Zhao Ming, who was about to stand up, lost his legs and collapsed on the ground, completely embarrassed.

"This is what you owe Elder Xuan."

At the same time, Duan Lingtian's indifferent voice came into Zhao Ming's ears clearly.

"I want you to die!"

Zhao Ming gritted his teeth to prop up his body, the energy on his body was raging, and he rose into the air, and he wanted to fight Duan Lingtian desperately.

call out!

Another 'Wind and Thunder Finger Strength' swept out of the sky.

However, the target of Fenglei Zhijin this time is no longer Zhao Ming's limbs, nor Zhao Ming's head...

It was Zhao Ming's 'dantian'!

Pooh!

With a soft sound, Zhao Ming's dantian was pierced, and the majestic energy accumulated inside seemed to have found a place to vent, and rushed out, and was annihilated in the air in a blink of an eye.

At this moment, Zhao Ming's dantian is like a leaking balloon. After the air leaks, all the energy around his body will be lost.

"This is what you owe the suzerain."

Duan Lingtian spoke slowly, his voice extremely indifferent.

At the same time, Zhao Ming, who had been carried by Yuanli into the air for a few meters, lost the support of Yuanli, his body suddenly fell down, and fell to the ground with a 'bang'.

"what!!"

Zhao Ming, who had lost his strength, was no different from an ordinary bad old man, who was thrown and screamed.

After a while, perhaps numb from the pain, Zhao Ming calmed down, staring at Duan Lingtian with eyes full of hatred, "You...you actually abolished my cultivation!!"

In Yunxiao Continent, the strong are respected.

The foundation of a warrior's existence is his cultivation.

If the cultivation base is abolished, for warriors, life is worse than death.

"Anyway, they are all people who are going to die, so what if they don't have a body of cultivation? Elder Ming, please be careful."

Duan Lingtian and Zhao Ming looked at each other with smiles on their faces.

This smile, in Zhao Ming's eyes, was no different from the devil's smile.

"I...I'm going to kill you!"

Although his whole body was crippled, Zhao Ming felt as if he had been spayed with chicken blood at this moment. He put his hands on the ground, propped up his body with his only remaining leg, and threw himself at Duan Lingtian again.

An ordinary bad old man pounced, Duan Lingtian stepped aside casually, without any pressure.

call out!

Another 'Wind and Thunder Finger Strength' roared out, landed on Zhao Ming's back, and hit the spine.

Click!

The spine was broken, Zhao Ming screamed, and the whole person collapsed to the ground and passed out.

Duan Lingtian didn't intend to let Zhao Ming go just like that, he raised his hand, Yuan Li swept out, directly drew out the water in the 'Xishing Lingchi', and slapped Zhao Ming's body fiercely.

Zhao Ming woke up with a jolt, but now he could no longer support his body because of a broken spine, so he could only lie on the ground and stare at Duan Lingtian with hatred.

"This is what you owe to the top leaders of the Seven Star Sword Sect."

Duan Lingtian said lightly.

"Duan Lingtian, kill me!"

Zhao Ming sternly said that at this moment, his life would be worse than death, and he didn't even have the strength to commit suicide.

This feeling made him almost suffocate.

"Don't worry, you won't live long."

Duan Lingtian's eyes were calm, and when he raised his hand, a series of 'wind and thunder fingers' swept out, setting off bursts of piercing howls, which were extremely ear-piercing.

call out! call out! call out!

Three waves of wind and thunder pointed at Zhao Ming's two arms and the intact leg successively like a shattering blow.

"This is what you owe to all the disciples of the Seven Star Sword Sect."

"This is what you owe your master."

"This is what you owe to the sect that cultivated you."

Zhao Ming's screams rang out one after another, his whole body was trembling, his face turned pale.

Every time, when he was about to pass out, Duan Lingtian would pour water on him to wake him up and continue the next round of torture.

"Duan...Duan...Duan Lingtian...you...you kill...kill me..."

Zhao Ming couldn't speak well now, and he spoke to Duan Lingtian intermittently, his words were full of pleading.

"I won't kill you."

Duan Lingtian glanced at Zhao Ming lightly.

When Zhao Ming heard this, his pupils shrank.

not kill him?

This Duan Lingtian, what else do you want to do?

An ominous premonition arose in his heart. At this moment, what he regrets the most is that he did not commit suicide before being abolished by Duan Lingtian.

If he had committed suicide long ago, he would not have had to suffer all the torture just now.

Now, he didn't even have the strength to commit suicide.

"From now on, you can stay here to fend for yourself...Of course, you can choose to starve to death."

Duan Lingtian glanced at Zhao Ming for the last time, and then opened the 'Inscription Pattern Formation' with mental power, flew out, and disappeared before Zhao Ming's eyes.

"No...no...no!!"

Zhao Ming twisted his neck, now, only his head can move, and his eyes are filled with endless hatred and violence.

This hatred and violence can almost break through the clouds and the sky.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Ming's eyes suddenly widened.

It was only because he saw a figure covered in a black robe, instantly passed through the barrier of the 'Formation of Inscription Patterns', fell from the sky, and appeared in front of his eyes.