C567 (2/2)
Gritting his teeth, he gave an angry look at Ye Ling. Then, he immediately turned to look at the Ye Lang who had not made a move, and shouted angrily: ”Are you here to help me, or are you here to see a joke?”
Ye Lang frowned, she originally wanted to let Ye Ling and Nie Ying suffer from heavy injuries, but she did not expect Ye Ling to be so tyrannical, to the point where even Nie Ying was helpless to do anything about it.
Facing Nie Ying's questioning, Ye Lang's expression became serious, and then looked at the Ye Family clansmen, and directly shouted: ”Kill!”
”You're courting death!” When the Blood Demon saw this, he suddenly let out a loud shout. Regardless of his kinship with his family, he immediately began a massacre.
Puff puff!
When the Blood Demon took action, it was extremely vicious. With a single punch, he smashed the head of a Heaven Martial Stage Ranker, killing like it was nothing more than child's play, it was simply a piece of cake.
When Feng Yu and Huan Xiong attacked together, the two of them combined already made it impossible for the other party to get close. With the strange Sickle of the God of Death treating them and the Xue Clan's bloodline power that Feng Yu possessed, they naturally weren't afraid of the other party.
The corner of Ye Lang's mouth twitched. Seeing that the Blood Demon and Feng Yu were in a difficult situation, her expression instantly turned cold and she turned to look at Ye Ling.
”Whiz!”
Ye Lang took action, turning into a ray of blood light. She was completely wrapped in the Blood Soul Armor, and in the instant of attack, a blood blade appeared in her right hand, covering the sky.
Ye Ling frowned, he revealed a sinister and evil smile, and suddenly welcomed the attack, the Blood Yama in his right hand slashed horizontally across the sky, and the ten thousand swords rained down on him.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
A series of loud sounds rang, only to see Ye Lang's dishevelled hair and unkempt face, and a miserable voice came out of the sword rain.
Ye Ling frowned, and then leaped up. When he raised his hand to support the sky, a loud noise came out, the blood light covered the sky and the Buried Skies Coffin appeared.
It became a mountain, dropping down from the sky, its killing intent filled people, as though it could destroy the heaven and earth, instantly smashing towards Ye Lang.
”Buried Skies Coffin!” Ye Lang's eyes widened, her face revealed a look of shock, and the moment he reacted, her body was actually petrified like a statue, unable to move.
BOOM!
”AHH!”
Ye Lang screamed in pain as her body exploded into a mist of blood which was engulfed by the Buried Skies Coffin.
Now, with the increase in Ye Ling's cultivation, the Buried Skies Coffin's power had grown even stronger. Furthermore, it had the help of the Xue Wuya s, so killing Ye Lang wouldn't take much effort.
”What?” Ye Lang was killed? ” Nie Ying's expression changed greatly. Seeing that Ye Lang had actually disappeared in an instant, his face immediately became as pale as paper, as if his face had died.
Boom! *
Ye Ling landed on the ground, he held the Buried Skies Coffin in his left hand and the Blood Yama in his right. A blood-red light exploded out of his body, and purple lightning flashed between his eyebrows.
Nie Ying's face turned pale, and his body trembled uncontrollably. Facing Ye Ling's powerful assault, he actually could not suppress the fear in his heart.
Ye Ling approached him and suddenly raised his hand. The Buried Skies Coffin suddenly dropped to the ground and looked at Nie Ying with a sneer, ”Are you prepared to submit to me, or are you prepared to fight with me with your life on the line?”
”You, you're not going to kill me?” Nie Ying's face was pale white. After hearing what Ye Ling said, he actually felt shocked, but he did not believe that Ye Ling was willing to let him go.
”Kill you?”
”If I wanted to kill you, do you think you could survive until now?”
Ye Ling laughed, if he wanted to kill someone, how could he hide anything?
Most importantly, the Nie Ying in front of him still had some use, since he hated Ye Wentian, why could he not use him? Moreover, he understood True Dragon Cave very well, if he was led by Nie Ying, he could save a lot of trouble.
Nie Ying looked startled, and thought back to how Ye Lang had been killed so cleanly, yet she was only injured. This was completely consistent with Ye Ling's words.
Thinking about it here, Nie Ying looked at Ye Ling and said, ”As long as you don't kill me, my life will belong to you? ”What do you think!”
”That's only natural, but I, Ye Ling, have never kept trash. Look at my brothers, which one of them aren't brave and battle-oriented, and are far stronger than others of the same generation?”
Ye Ling smiled majestically as he raised his hand to point at Feng Yu and the others who were chasing down and killing the Ye Family members. He wanted to remind Nie Ying that he would not easily trust others and he would not raise a tiger to cause trouble.
Nie Ying lifted his head and looked over. Seeing Feng Yu and Huan Xiong's fiendish expressions, as though they were looking at their own deaths, he couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.
This was not a matter of cultivation, but a battle of life and death. He had courage that was unafraid of death, and even more so, possessed an unyielding will. Who could possibly do such a thing?
Seeing Feng Yu and the others being so ruthless, he naturally felt extremely fearful of Ye Ling. How could he be an ordinary person to be able to make such a person follow them wholeheartedly?
Moreover, Ye Ling was the Young Sect Master of the Sky Dragon Sect. Just by this identity alone, it was enough to prove that he was extraordinary.
Just as a gleam of light flashed across Nie Ying's eyes, Ye Ling, who was standing opposite him, observed his expression and saw through his ambition. Ye Ling thought to himself, This kind of person is unruly and untamed, leaving him alive is a disaster!
”If you let me go, I'll bring you into the True Dragon Cave. How about this?”
Nie Ying really did not say anything. He only wanted to preserve his life, and this was also the last time he could prove the worth of his life.