Fantasy: The Path Of The Villain

But when the young man just finished speaking, the thread between his fingers broke suddenly, and as if he had been severely injured, his whole body trembled, and a sweetness suddenly gushed out of his throat, and then a trace of fresh red liquid slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

As the Great Hall in the distance partially collapsed, a figure came to him in an instant, and the figure held the Tianhong Excalibur in its hand. , On the face of the six-year-old boy.

"Are you a member of the Devil's Cult? Are you too courageous, or are you just so reckless?" Ling Hanyuan held the divine sword with an indifferent expression, and the aura from all over his body directly locked on the young man in front of him.

Facing his contemptuous gaze, the young man showed a somewhat piercing smile, he smiled and showed his blood-stained teeth, and retorted: "Hehehe, what you said, old man, is a little too early. ..”

The way things don't end there, and not caring about being stuck and cornered.

At this time, he only had the strength at the peak of the King's Realm, but he didn't know where he got the courage to dare to be so arrogant in front of the strong in the King's Realm.

Seeing this, Ling Hanyuan frowned and didn't intend to say anything more to him, he raised his hand and slashed at the young man with his sword.

The cold sword ray flashed past, and in an instant, the sword qi passed the boy and the towering trees.

When the big tree was chopped off in half by the divine sword and fell to the ground, the body of the young man in front of him was also split in two from the shoulders to the abdomen in front of him, but the young man's body quickly turned into a puddle of stinky blood.

There was no imagined scene of separation of flesh and blood, only blood stained the emerald green grass.

Looking at the bloody water on the ground, Ling Hanyuan snorted coldly, frowning slightly, "...a plan to slow down the troops? Very good, you are really good..." After finishing speaking, he flew away. To see the situation of other clansmen.

After all, only a small part of the Ling family now erupts with Spirit Power divine light, but there is no response in other places, not because of anything.

....

At the same time, the members of the Demon Cult who were hiding in the darkness all over the Ling family also instantly knew that the head of the Ling family, Ling Hanyuan, had noticed the surprise attack in advance.

Then they also quickly dealt with the Elder of the Ling family they were dealing with, and quickly went to support and besiege Ling Hanyuan.

At this time, in a dilapidated courtyard.

After being notified by the divine sense, a beautiful woman with a delicate figure and various looks slowly retracted the long whip in her hand, and looked at Ling Yue, a girl from the Ling family who was resisting with a sneer, with a sneer.

"I've had enough fun, now it's time to kill you, little girl, look at your delicate skin, it really makes my family happy..."

While she was talking, she stuck out her tongue and unconsciously licked her lips, her eyes were full of bruised and blood-stained figures.

Now Ling Yue is unkempt and disheveled, and there is naturally a very eye-catching bloodstain on her gray forehead. At the same time, the Magic Treasures she wears on her body has long since lost its original defensive effect.

Looking at the girl clenching her teeth and resisting to the death in the distance, the woman seemed to be looking at an exquisite masterpiece, looking at the bloody and beautiful body with self-admiration.

"It's really such a beautiful sight..." Gently holding the blood-red long whip in her hand, the woman showed a very sweet smile to Ling Yue, "When sister solves you now, we will kill your Patriarch , won’t let your Ling family wait too long below.”

No matter how you look at it, the woman wielding this long whip has a heroic and heroic temperament, but now with what she said, it makes people feel timid and fearful no matter what they hear.

"Impossible, it is impossible for you to kill my father..." Looking at the witch whose strength has reached the realm of the gods, Ling Yue clenched the sword again, and said with firm eyes.

His father is a strong man in the king realm, it is impossible to besieged to death so easily, let alone those ancestors who are in Closed Door Training...

The most important thing now is to delay the time and wait for the discovery and rescue of the Elders.

Hearing this, the woman didn't try to persuade her, but chuckled lightly: "Hey hey, is it true, you'll know when you see him down there, go to hell, Miss Ling. ..”

"Leaving Soul Ninth Stage Whip!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and slammed the wounded bloody whip towards her.

Looking at the whip that came to her in the blink of an eye, Ling Yue's pupils shrank instantly, and the suppressed fear rose again in her mind.

She could only subconsciously raise the divine sword in her hand, shield her fragile face, and take this attack forcefully.

The whip contained astonishing power, cut through the air with a snort, and then hit her blood-stained back heavily.

Even if she tried her best to resist with weapons, she still couldn't escape the fate of being hit. Even if she resisted, she still had her sides and back, and she could only be passively beaten just like before.

With a sound of wow, Ling Yue was instantly knocked into the air by the powerful force of the whip, and at the same time spit out a lot of blood, which was even mixed with some Black blood clots. It was obvious that her internal organs had been severely injured.

Looking at the girl who fell to the ground, the woman took back her whip and walked towards her on catwalks: "Oh Yo Yo Yo, what a beautiful scene, I really want to make it even more beautiful..."

While speaking, she came to Ling Yue who was struggling to get up, and then stretched out her hand to flick the whip, directly strangling her neck with the whip.

The next moment, Ling Yue, who could no longer resist, felt suffocated for a while, followed by grabbing with both hands and breaking free from the neck as much as possible, gradually tightening the whip.

"Tsk tsk tsk, look, have you become more beautiful again? Hahahaha." Seeing the girl struggling as much as possible due to the suffocation of her neck, the woman showed a cruel smile again, and said with a light touch. Lift her up easily from the ground.

At this time, Ling Yue's eyes were already red, her vision was gradually blurred by blood, and her heart was beating unprecedentedly fast.

She felt that everything around her gradually stopped, or was running at an extremely slow speed, and only own could perceive all this.

"I... am I still going to die? It seems that I can only meet you in the next life, Zhengqing..."

When approaching Death and surrounded by darkness, the person Ling Yue thought of when she was dying was still the figure that walked into her heart.

When she was completely swallowed by the darkness, the sudden voice seemed to be able to penetrate the soul, interrupting the soul that was about to leave the body.

"Yaoji, wait a moment, I have a use for this person..."