As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Yaoling, who had lost his mind, turned his hands into mist, and actually strangled the two people's necks deeply, leaving them no chance to jump.
And He Lianyu had already seen the horror of Yun Rattle Bell in his dream, so it was naturally impossible for him to stay here.
Especially when he discovered that Yun Yaoling could easily kill Xue Ruxue and Yun Yu with his innate cultivation, he had long wanted to run away.
However, no matter how fast he ran, he could not withstand the hatred that Yun Yangling carried from his body.
In an instant, Yun Yaoling blocked He Lianyu's path.
"Ling'er, Ling'er, please let me go.
It's my fault.
I was blind.
I shouldn't have hurt you.
Please let me go."
Facing such a terrifying Yun Rattle, He Lianyu was simply frightened.
He didn't want to die.
"You deserve more damn" Yun Yaoling had cold eyes and used his hands to guide him.
There was no sign of mercy in his eyes.
White mist came from all directions and enveloped He Lianyu.
"ah" He Lianyu screamed in pain and wanted to escape, but couldn't break free from the white mist.
Amid the painful screams, his whole body turned into bloody human bones bit by bit, and his death was extremely miserable.
This scene simply caused a shadow in the hearts of those present.
What a terrible woman.
When Yun Yaoling saw this scene, she didn't think this method was cruel at all.
After killing the three former scumbags with cruel means, Yun Yaoling raised his head and looked at everyone.
But she found that everyone was scared and backed away, and she was a little confused.
He raised his hands and looked at the blood-stained hands, feeling inexplicably sad.
What did she forget?
It felt important, but she couldn't remember it.
Feng Mingye, who successfully escaped from the martial arts realm, finally woke up.
He almost fell into an endless martial arts realm and could never get out.
His expression changed when he saw a blood-stained top-quality pill falling next to him.
It was Ah Yao's blood.
Ah Yao When he came out of the Linglong Space, he found that the place was full of yellow sand.
Ah Yao's Linglong Zi was thrown on the ground, and there was even a body that had been killed by a knife next to it.
No ayao.
Feng Mingye picked up Linglongzi from the ground with a sullen face, and observed the dead state of the corpse, including the corpses of many small animals.
Such a brutal killing method could not have been done by Ah Yao.
Who is it that dares to hurt his Ah Yao?
Thinking like this, Feng Mingye summoned the blue butterfly and tried to find the location of Yun Rattle Bell.
The blue butterfly transforms and guides the direction, Sihuang Martial Academy.
After getting the answer, Feng Mingye headed towards the Sihuang Martial Academy at an extremely fast speed.
And on Yun Yaoling's side.
A blue butterfly suddenly appeared in Yun Yaoling's blood-stained hand, causing her expression to change.
I feel that this blue butterfly is somewhat familiar, but I still can't remember anything.
When the others saw that Yun Yaoling was distracted and coveted the treasure more than they were afraid of death, they immediately rushed forward to attack Yun Yaoling without fear of death.
This approach once again angered the dazed Yun Xiaoling.
She angrily picked off the ring on her finger that was disturbing her mind, threw it on the ground, and relied on her instincts to use her martial arts skills to fight against these lifeless people.
"That's" At this moment, a man and a woman passed by this place and discovered the situation here.
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"It's just nonsense.
Don't they know that fighting is not allowed within the Sihuang Martial Academy?
They are actually fighting here and risking their lives."
When Yan Hongling saw this scene, there was a trace of surprise in her eyes, and she turned her head and said to the man beside her.
"You think so, brother Jingzhi."
"Rattle" The man was none other than Lan Jingzhi, who disappeared from the martial arts competition that day.
When he saw who the group of besieged women were, his expression changed drastically, and he rushed into the battlefield without even thinking.
The warrior pressure from the sixth level of Houtian was released, and the movements of those present were stagnant.
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