Supreme Daddy

Bai Jian frowned. He couldn't see through Ling Yun, so he chose to wait and see.

Ghost Saint took the time to ask: "Bai Jian, why are you here? Thank you just now."

Fortunately, Bai Jian came and gave him the death potion to recover from his injuries, otherwise he would have been wiped out.

Bai Jian sneered: "The Death Knife is dead, and the God of Death is furious. What do you think?"

"How could Death Blade die? He couldn't be like me? It was all carelessness."

"It should be. After all, it is also a demigod and has the power of death." Bai Jian replied.

Ghost Saint was startled, looked at Ling Yun and the others in front of him, and immediately understood that Bai Jian was here just for them.

"Humph, the God of Death is a man who wants to ruin everything. Please forgive me." Ghost Saint's face was full of ridicule, and his eyes were looking directly at Ling Yun.

"There's so much nonsense." Ling Yun couldn't bear to listen, so he just said harsh words? Not of any practical use.

"Boy, what did you say?" Ghost Saint's eyes glowed with blood, and his saliva flew everywhere.

"Don't worry." Bai Jian raised his eyebrows lazily and stopped the Ghost Saint who was about to take action.

"Ghost Saint and Bai Jian, you are really rubbish, the Seven Protectors of Death? Haha, it's all in vain!" Ling Yun didn't even look back and walked straight towards the little guy, who was touching the head of Queen Yaoyue.

What!

The Ghost Saint was furious at first, how dare he despise them? Then he was shocked!

Bai Jian was shocked at first. Why did Ling Yun know about them? Not an outsider?

"You brat, who are you? You're just an ant and you dare to call the God of Death?" Ghost Saint pointed at Ling Yun angrily.

"No, don't..."

Bai Jian spoke immediately. He wanted to stop scolding Ling Yun, but he was a step too late. He felt the murderous aura surrounding Ling Yun.

"Pfft...ahem...why...ahem...like this? Why!? You..."

What he said was unclear, but it was probably his last words. His whole body stood upright, and Ling Yun's index finger pierced his heart.

He was killed instantly by Ling Yun's Blood Eye state. It happened so fast, almost less than a second, so the Ghost Saint was very aggrieved.

That's it for the body of a demigod.

Beibei laughed loudly: "I want you to be evil and break my sword."

Peipei collapsed on the ground in fear. It was the first time she saw the Supreme Lord taking action against an enemy. He had heard it from the demon ancestors before.

nowadays!

It really makes one's scalp itchy. He could instantly kill someone who surpassed the Immortal Emperor. Although the opponent was careless, who in the current twelve regions could match this record?

Bai Jian met Ling Yun's raised eyes and got goosebumps all over his body. He only heard Ling Yun say: "I hate it when people point at me and scold me."

"What a shameless statement!" Bai Jian was frightened, and with a swish of a swish, he unleashed a series of sword techniques. The golden light was very dazzling.

kindness?

Ling Yun turned around to dodge, and his eyes returned to normal. He smiled and replied, "Are you very good at swordsmanship?"

This attitude?

Naked contempt, don't look down on Bai Jian at all.

"My swordsmanship? It's a move that brings death. You are not qualified to see it."

Bai Jian's words were very domineering, probably exaggerated after being stimulated by Ling Yun.

After hearing this, Ling Yun walked up to the little guy with a calm face, squatted down and said, "Are you playing?"

The little guy raised his beautiful red eyes, squeezed out a smile, and said, "Daddy, is she dead?"

"Roughly the same."

"It's so pitiful. We were eating ice cream just now and she hugged me." The little guy rubbed his eyes.

Ling Yun nodded at Yaoyue Queen and Qixian, then turned around again. He looked at Bai Jian with a smile on his lips, which was very scary.

"Do we want peace? It seems impossible. Then...if you accept this emperor's sword, I will let you go."

What?

sword?

Return a sword?

Haha, catch it?

What a joke, what a big joke. Bai Jian sneered in his heart and looked at Ling Yun with contempt.

who is he? The strongest swordsman in the realm of Death, it's the other way around. He wants Ling Yun to be unable to receive a single sword blow.

"Oh? Are you laughing at me in your heart? Okay! Haha, okay!" Ling Yun snapped his fingers, and the sky was filled with dust.

"Yes, you are really shameless in your words, you can take my sword!"

Bai Jian was preparing to kill Ling Yun with one strike, so he was accumulating the power to kill Ling Yun. He would not be careless if he could kill Death Sword and Ghost Saint.

Ling Yun soared into the sky, and an invisible giant sword appeared in front of his eyes. Bai Jian looked at it and swallowed a few times, looking at his sword... He secretly thought it was fake.

Bai Jian was afraid of an accident, so he suddenly burst out with a terrifying aura, and activated a set of secret techniques at the expense of his own vitality, improving his strength by two levels.

He reached the brief peak of demigods in an instant. Although it could only last for one minute, for him, killing Ling Yun was enough.

such a pity!

He didn't know what kind of terrifying existence he was facing, and everything he did was in vain.

Nice sword moves!

The sword light broke through the void and continued to rush forward. Several nearby mountains were struck by the two sword light and collapsed one after another. They no longer existed. Rocks flew everywhere, some crashed into the ground, and some penetrated the clouds.

Everything around was shattered...

Peipei and the others held their breath and did not dare to blink.

Ling Yun's dark eyes brought out a murderous cold light, and his sword was much more monotonous!

The giant sword condensed in the void broke through the sky and finally stopped growing. Its sword was filled with golden sword energy.

Don’t even have the sword intention?

Bai Jian is dismissive!

Ling Yun smiled. After enough time, he could kill Bai Jian without turning on the first god form, because this sword used 90% of his strength at the moment.

boom!

Tear…

Several holes were opened in the void, but they were repaired instantly by the formation in the seal. Ling Yun's sword was too strong.

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

Bai Jian didn't want to believe this result. He saw Ling Yun's sword shrinking and becoming an ordinary size. Then it was as if he had entered a no-man's land. His sword moves were powerless in front of him, just like an egg striking a stone.

Ling Yun finished his work and returned to the little guy's side.

"Well, I won't die. It's okay. He has no sword intention. One sword? Haha? I lost, but...I'm next." Bai Jian was indescribable fear and excitement, and a mouthful of blood surged in his heart. He held back .

Another smile appeared on Ling Yun's lips, which was unpredictable.

The little guy held his cheeks, his beautiful eyes were like little stars admiring Ling Yun's sword skills just now.

On Beibei's side, their mouths hadn't been closed yet, they were all open, and they were more than a little shocked.

"I did it!"

The sword in Bai Jian's hand was broken. He smiled bitterly without wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. Then he walked step by step and wanted to leave.

Ling Yun shrugged, with an indifferent attitude, Bai Jianhuo?

does not exist!

The sword just now was not just for appearances, how could you still live by going against him? It's a bit unrealistic.

Ahem...

puff!

Bai Jian kept coughing up blood as he walked. His nose, ears, and eyes were bleeding from all seven holes.

"Me? I finally saw a miracle...Ha! No regrets...enough."

"Lord Death, I'm gone and I can no longer serve you."

His body no longer bleeds and turns into pieces falling off piece by piece, like a broken mirror.