City Perspective Immortal Venerable

Chapter 15 Ling Wuhen's Strength

The scene on the first floor was at its peak of silence at this moment. Facing the mysterious person who suddenly appeared, all the cultivators on the first floor were all on alert for this existence that could raise their hands to kill the early-stage Golden Core.

Everyone didn't know his real intention for coming this time. Among the cultivators present, except for Su Long, almost no one could kill so many people in such a calm and instant.

"I didn't expect my brother to think of me so much, and the person who sent here turned out to be you, Ling Wuhen."

He Lianqi's voice came from the room on the second floor, and it clearly fell into the ears of everyone present. Those words instantly exploded among the crowd on the first floor.

I don't know who suddenly shouted, "Ruan Feng Kuang Dao, Ling Wuhen!"

The lobby on the first floor was already a bit chaotic. After the guy called out his name, everyone on the first floor began to back away unconsciously. Obviously, the name Luanfengkuangdao still has a certain weight.

"Is this person famous?"

Su Long didn't understand what the group of people around them were afraid of. Although the attack just now was indeed fierce, it wouldn't scare the group of people out of their wits, right?

Gu Yunxiong's role at this moment was fully demonstrated. Hearing Su Long's question, he immediately replied: "This guy is the most popular among cultivators recently, not because of how advanced his cultivation is. He has a lot of blood and debts, and all the rumors outside are about his bad reputation."

Gu Yunxiong seemed to be saying that he was a little flustered, swallowed his saliva, and continued to transmit voice: "No one knows what force he works for, and no one knows his true state clearly, because, those who have fought against him, Without exception, all souls returned to Jiuyou, and the battle that made him so famous was that he alone, with one knife, killed the Tengqing Pavilion, annihilating the entire cultivation sect, and no one escaped alive. Fierce and merciless."

"Does China still have a sect of self-cultivation?"

Although Su Long's focus was a bit off, Gu Yunxiong still knew everything.

"Of course there are. I even heard that some hermit sects have been around for thousands of years."

The two of them communicated very happily here, but the others were not as arrogant as they were. Su Long completely relied on his own consciousness to overwhelm everyone present, so he dared to chat with Gu Yunxiong at this juncture. No one can notice the abnormality.

"Stop talking about Qi, whoever can cut this dog, he will offer the long-preserved Yingying Pill with both hands, and from now on, the Helian family will regard it as a guest of honor."

As soon as the Jieying Pill came out, all the cultivators on the first floor who had already retreated stopped in their tracks, and some of them with a little less concentration were already panting heavily.

The Infant Formation Pill is a huge temptation for every cultivator. This elixir has only one ability, which allows the cultivator to successfully form a Nascent Soul regardless of their aptitude problems.

The practitioners downstairs were still struggling psychologically. Ling Wuhen had already stepped in through the door. Under the guidance of his aura, the rest of the practitioners roared and rushed up together.

Originally, everyone was still thinking about the pros and cons, but Ling Wuhen took this step, which was equivalent to pressing his breath on everyone, and at this moment, it was also equivalent to blocking everyone's escape route.

If they don't make a move at this time, they will lose the opportunity forever, and what awaits them is Ling Wuhen's stormy attack.

"Aren't we going to make a move?" Gu Yunxiong asked, seeing that everyone was going up, Su Long was still sitting calmly, and couldn't help asking.

"If you want the Infant Pill, you have to take it with your life. If someone is willing to be cannon fodder, let's just wait."

Looking at the field again, most of the people who rushed forward in the first wave were at the bigu stage, and all kinds of true energy bloomed together, but under Ling Wuhen's knife, all of them turned into nothingness, the blade stood up, and slashed downward , a sword light visible to the naked eye bloomed in midair.

The sword light dissipated, and all the people who rushed up in the first wave were dead on the spot. These people who rushed up didn't even break through Ling Wuhen's protective essence.

If you don't look at the fallen corpses on the first floor, the space is relatively wide. In the end, there are only four monks at the golden core stage, and Su Long and Gu Yunxiong are only six people in total.

Ling Wuhen withdrew the knife slowly, glanced at the remaining people, and his eyes stayed on Su Long for a long time, and then he said lightly: "Next, who will suffer the death?"

Arrogant to the point of invincibility, just like his sword, he treats all cultivators in the world as nothing.

He Lianqi's guards also floated down from the second floor at this time, even though he was in the middle stage of Golden Core, he still felt great pressure in front of Ling Wuhen.

"I have heard about the name of Luan Feng Kuang Dao a long time ago, and I have always wanted to ask you for advice. Today is also a lucky day."

"You do not deserve."

Originally, the guard appeared on the stage with the demeanor of a master of the rivers and lakes, and he spoke beautifully on the stage, but unexpectedly, he was blocked by Ling Wuhen's words.

The guard was annoyed and didn't say any more, "Fellow Daoist, let's fight together and help Qi Shao kill this guy. I won't participate in the distribution afterwards, and Qi Shao will give the highest credit among you, how about it?"

The strength of the guards is a level higher than those of the four mid-term Golden Cores. He proposed to join forces without rewards, so he is naturally the most suitable candidate.

The five of them reached a consensus, moved with synaesthesia, and rushed towards Ling Wuhen together.

Su Long still didn't have any intention of making a move. Looking at the situation, he was still bored, holding a fruit knife in his hand, playing with it up and down.

"Shangxian, why don't we make a move?" Gu Yunxiong was a little worried. After all, this was the last wave of manpower. If he didn't wait for others, if these five people were also defeated, there would be no other helpers.

"Group fights are too boring."

Su Long said it lightly, but Gu Yunxiong, who was listening to him, was heartbroken.

The five people in the arena had already fought with Ling Wuhen in a group, and the fight was extremely lively, and all kinds of true energy flew up and down, filling the entire hall.

He Lianqi's guards suddenly withdrew from the battle circle while the four cultivators were dragging Ling Wuhen. The situation that was originally stalemate suddenly changed suddenly, and the situation of the other four became precarious.

Ling Wuhen is not a small shrimp who has just entered the arena, how could he let go in this situation, he increased the speed of the real yuan for a while, a big knife rolled up and down around his body, and he just sealed the surrounding space to death dead.

The four people in the battle only felt that they were facing the light of swords all over the sky. Seeing such power and power, it was inevitable that some people would lose their minds. At such a critical moment, a moment of trance would be fatal. It has become bloody, and the encirclement is about to be broken.

Qi Shao's guard outside the battle circle suddenly shouted, "Stay back!"

I saw that his whole body's true energy seemed to be burning, and the palms of his hands became like crystals, shining red.

"Should die, Ling Wuhen! Look at my trick?" He shouted again after speaking.

"The Burning Sun Palm!"