We Villains Don’t Want to Be a Stepping Stone

"Brother Lingrui, you are ready to die."

Ling Xiao's voice was full of infinite majesty.

Like the gods in charge of the heavens and the earth, he pronounces the death of all living beings.

I saw his palm lifted slightly, and between the two fingers, the blue light overflowed, and an invisible sword edge instantly condensed into the world.

The sword light is fascinated by the eyes, carrying the slightest bit of coldness.

Killing intent strikes, making people shudder.

"This is!!! The power of Dao!!! How is it possible?!!"

Ling Shan's old face instantly turned white, and he exclaimed in surprise.

At this moment, Ling Xiao's palm suddenly slashed, and the space collapsed and shattered in an instant.

A sword shadow of a hundred feet fell from the void, traversing the world for thousands of miles.

What the hell! How cruel!

"thump!"

Ling Rui's figure knelt on the ground directly under the majestic sword power.

The aura outside his body has long been cut and shattered, and there is nothing else on his face except fear.

"Grandpa, save me!!!!"

A roar containing a crying voice suddenly resounded through the entire hall.

At this moment, Ling Rui had no doubt that once the sword fell, his youth and his life would be completely frozen.

The power of the law! !

Ling Xiao actually understood the power of Dao! !

No wonder... He has never really used his means, so it turns out that he has been saving face for himself! !

At this moment, Ling Rui wanted to cry, but he realized that he had really misunderstood Ling Xiao before.

It turned out that the son was so kind.

If it wasn't for his repeated provocations, I'm afraid the young master would still be reluctant to attack him, right?

"If... I still have a chance, I must be the most loyal little brother of the young master!"

Ling Rui closed her eyes and silently shed tears of remorse.

"Buzz!"

The space is turbulent, like the scene of the end of the world.

But in the end, Ling Xiao's sword failed to fall.

At this time, Ling Shan was standing in the hall, standing in front of Ling Rui, looking at Zhang Xu above his head with complicated eyes, and the Dao that stopped suddenly was a long sword, and the old eyes were filled with unspeakable shock.

Seventeen-year-old Dao Zetianjiao!

This is the so-called, invincible fairy, right?

"How is it possible? How is this possible?!"

In the crowd, Ling Tian clenched his palms tightly, looking at the cyan sword shadow filled with the truth of the Great Dao with a terrified expression, roaring frantically in his heart.

He forbeared for seven years and drew his sword 100,000 times before he realized a little bit of kendo.

How did Ling Xiao condense such a terrifying Taoist power in a blink of an eye?

Compared with him, the thread on his body is simply... just kidding?

This is impossible!

This is impossible! !

Ling Tian wanted to cry without tears, and his whole body was enveloped by a deep sense of frustration.

"Young Master... Put away your sword?"

Ling Shan gave a wry smile, looked up at Ling Tianlin in the hall, "Why don't my family have this successor?"

In a word, people seem to see the old face on the old face of the big clan.

Obviously, under the shock of Ling Xiao, he no longer has the ambition to compete.

Ling Rui is very strong, and even in this eastern frontier, he ranks at the top.

Compared to Ling Xiao...

Hehe, it's not that Ling Shan looks down on his grandson. If this sword really falls, Ling Rui will not know how he died.

The power of the Dao is illusory, but it is the power of the origin of the Dao.

All cultivators are devoted to the Tao, but there are a few who have truly understood this kind of power throughout their lives.

Even many powerful gods and kings, with their hands and feet, carry the general trend of heaven and earth.

But that kind of potential is only due to its own cultivation base to communicate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

"Thank you, son... for not killing..."

Ling Rui stood up tremblingly from the ground, his clothes were soaked with sweat.

"Brother Ling Rui..."

Many Ling Clan Tianjiao looked at Ling Rui, who bowed his head as a minister, with an indescribable emotion in his eyes.

Like regret, like helpless.

So sad anyway.

"Why are you still standing there!! Applause!"

But Ling Rui frowned, and he was the first to applaud and shout at Ling Xiao, "Young Master Ling Xiao, he is unparalleled in power, he is indeed the light of my Ling family!"

"Master Ling Xiao, the world is invincible!"

"For generations to come!!"

"My Ling family has this descendant, and I will definitely be able to come to the top of the Holy State!"

The atmosphere group is in place.

The originally silent hall suddenly became lively.

Everyone looked at the handsome young man in black in front of them, with a frenzy on their faces.

In troubled times, only the strong keep their names.

Arrogance requires capital.

At this time, outside Ling Xiao, the rays of the sun filled the air, and the Tao was blooming.

What is arrogant, what is shameless.

This young master is clearly chivalrous, courageous, daring, dazzling, bright like the rising sun, rhythm like a fairy, immortal, and connected with flesh and blood...

Applause, shouts, chants, and sounds are heard.

Ling Xiao looked at the people in the hall calmly, and finally set his eyes on Ling Tian.

"Brother Tian's face is a little ugly, what's the matter, are you uncomfortable?"

"I do not have,

I'm just happy for... my brother..."

Ling Tian gritted his teeth, but in the end he didn't dare to provoke him face to face.

After all, Ling Xiao's kendo can't deceive anyone, and now he is far from Ling Xiao's opponent.

And the latter's ruthlessness, once he dares to show any hostility, I'm afraid he will end...

For today's plan, I can only endure it for a while, until my own body is complete...

Hmph, Ling Xiao, I will let you live for a few more days!

Seven years of forbearance, what did Ling Tian learn?

Forbearance of course!

"Really? I thought that Brother Tian also wanted to draw a sword and try."

Ling Xiaosen smiled coldly, making Ling Tian feel a chill in his heart for no reason.

"Old clan elders, is there anyone who opposes Xiao'er to succeed me as the descendant of the Ling clan?"

Ling Tianlin glanced at Ling Xiao with relief, although he was also puzzled, how did Ling Xiao understand the rules of kendo.

But compared to other clan elders, he still had some guesses in his heart.

The real devil!

It is said that this taboo constitution has many mysteries that mortals cannot imagine.

I'm afraid that Ling Xiao suddenly realized the Dao, which is somewhat related to this demon body.

"Haha, Young Master Ling Xiao is handsome and martial, talented and intelligent. It is a blessing for my clan to have him serve as the descendant of our Ling clan!"

"I propose to take advantage of the festive engagement of the young master tomorrow and the goddess of the palace, to hold a feast in the holy realm of the Ling Clan for seven days to congratulate the son of double happiness!"

"Yes, Young Master Ling Xiao has a gentle personality and is admired by the goddess of the Taoist Palace, congratulations on this matter!"

"Don't talk, don't talk, now I'm going to choose gifts for the son, everyone, I'm sorry!"

The elders of the various clans who had tried their best to prevent Ling Xiao from taking the position of successor, at this time, all of them seemed to have been beaten by chicken blood and tried their best to flatter and perform.

Unsurprisingly, Ling Xiao is the next patriarch's choice.

Moreover, the strength he showed today is indeed worthy of the title of the descendant of the ancient clan.

No wonder the son's reputation has grown in recent years. It turns out that he is really a celestial figure.

As for those slander...

People are jealous.

Especially when there is no need to take responsibility for abuse, words and deeds all depend on conduct.

"Since all the clan elders have no opinion, Xiao'er..."

Ling Tianlin smiled lightly, the words and deeds of these old people in front of him really echoed Ling Xiao's arrogant words at the beginning.

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As long as he stands at the top, who cares whether he is a devil or a fairy?

Strength is justice!

"Father!"

Ling Xiao bowed and bowed respectfully towards Ling Tianlin.

"This decree is the imperial decree of the lord of my Ling clan. Anyone who sees this decree, like the clan lord, I will pass it on to you today, as well as this star emperor robe, which is my Ling clan's inheritance of Taoism, a symbol of The majesty of my clan has been given to you together."

Ling Tianlin waved his palm and saw two streams of light descend from the sky and landed in Ling Xiao's hands.

Wonderful.

What kind of star emperor's robe is, it sounds like an artifact.

Ling Xiao doesn't care if the inheritance is not inherited.

The wave is over!