When Ling Xiao rushed back to the Ling Family, there were already people from the Li Family looking for them.
According to the time, Li Xingyun and the others should have returned home, but in fact, they didn't, so they panicked.
Li Xingyun's father cared about his son, but he was more concerned about the storage ring. It was borrowed for his son. If it was lost, it would be troublesome.
"There are pieces of flesh here!"
"This is our Li Family's identity card!"
"There are traces of a battle here. Could it be that he was attacked by a beast?"
"Go into the mountains and look!"
There was a person in this group called Li Xinghui. He was Li Xingyun's brother.
Since his brother was in trouble, he naturally had to come out to look for him.
However, when he followed the traces and found the bones of the Li Family disciples, there were a few beasts gnawing on the bones.
One of them was actually a demonic beast, and it was a peak level four demonic beast, Saw-toothed Tiger.
"Roar — —!"
The Saw-toothed Tiger roared at the crowd. Many of the weaker Li Family disciples retreated, and some even fainted on the spot.
This Saw-toothed Tiger was much stronger than the level four demonic beast Li Xingyun had encountered before.
"Die!"
Li Xinghui was in a bad mood!
Very bad!
His brother!
His genius brother was eaten by such a demonic beast!
He stabbed out with his sword.
It was the same Gale Sword, but its power was several times stronger than Li Xingyun's. The Saw-toothed Tiger didn't even have time to wail before its huge head fell to the ground.
"Young Master Xinghui is really powerful. In our Li Family's younger generation, only he has reached the fifth level of the Martial Vein."
"Yes, Young Master Xingyun could have done it too. I didn't expect him to die so tragically."
"What are you talking about? Hurry up and find these guys. Let's see if there are any storage rings!"
"Yes!"
Under Li Xinghui's order, everyone attacked the beasts.
Without the peak level four demonic beast, the group of beasts was no match for the warriors. They were all killed in an instant and dissected one by one.
"Not this one!"
"Not this one either!"
"Not here!"
Including the Saw-toothed Tiger, all the demonic beasts' bodies were searched, but there was no trace of a storage ring.
"Could it be that my brother was not killed by a demonic beast, but by someone else?"
Li Xinghui's eyes were cold. "If I find out who did it, I will not leave your corpse intact!"
…
At the same time, somewhere in the Dragon Submission Mountain Range.
A brawny man with a black scarf on his head stared at the dozen Ling Family disciples in front of him like a wild beast.
These people were all disciples of the Genius Hall. All of them had reached the peak of the 3rd level of the Martial Vein, and all of them had condensed Earth Qi in their bodies. The only difference was the amount.
However, in front of this black-scarfed brawny man, he was as helpless as a chicken in front of an eagle.
"This is bad, I didn't expect to meet a Black Scarf Thief at the peak of the fifth level of the Martial Vein. I'm dead for sure!"
"That's right. It's as if the other party is toying with us. We can't beat them, and we can't escape either. Several of our brothers have already died!"
The eyes of the geniuses of the Ling Family turned red.
Some were filled with grief and indignation while others were filled with despair.
Only at this moment did they understand.
So what if he was a genius? If he couldn't grow, then it would be meaningless.
"Hahaha, I didn't think that my luck would be so good today, to actually meet so many Ling Family disciples. If I were to kill all of you, that old bastard Ling Xiaotian would definitely be heartbroken."
The brawny man laughed heartily, not putting these people in his eyes at all.
"I'm afraid the one who will die today will be you!"
Suddenly, a voice was heard, and a figure shot out from the forest.
"Senior Brother Ling Yun!"
The disciples of the Genius Hall all recognized Ling Yun, who was ranked second.
At this moment, Ling Yun was dressed in a black robe, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. A long sword was on his back, and there was a murderous wind.
Many people knew that he practiced the Killing Sword, so if the murderous aura on his body exploded, it would be really terrifying.
"Senior Brother, don't worry about us. Hurry up and run. This guy is a martial artist at the peak of the fifth level of the Martial Vein. You are not his opponent!"
The disciples of the Genius Hall all knew that Ling Yun was only at the peak of the fourth level of the Martial Vein. If the opponent was a martial artist at the fifth level of the Martial Vein, he might have the strength to fight.
However, the difference between the peak of the fourth level of the Martial Vein and the peak of the fifth level of the Martial Vein was still a little too big.
Even if it was Ling Yun, he would be courting death.
"You guys go."
Ling Yun just said lightly, and the aura of his body suddenly increased.
"What? Fifth level of the Martial Vein! When did Senior Brother Ling Yun break through? "
"Oh my god, it seems that Senior Brother Feifan will really have to give up his first position this time."
"That's not necessarily true. Senior Brother Feifan might have been at the fifth level of the Martial Vein long ago!"
"No matter what, there will be a good show in the finals this time! We are saved! "
Ling Yun's strength immediately gave the Ling Family disciples a lot of confidence.
"Fifth level of the Martial Vein? Not bad, not bad. "
The burly man in the black scarf was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and said, "You are still not my opponent!"
Not to mention that the burly man in the black scarf was a martial artist at the peak of the fifth level of the Martial Vein, even if he was only at the fifth level of the Martial Vein, he was not afraid of Ling Yun.
Because he practiced Thwart Kung Fu, a defensive martial art, his defense was amazing. At this level, he had never been at a disadvantage when fighting with a martial artist at the sixth level of the Martial Vein.
"Cut the crap, kill!"
Ling Yun did not talk nonsense and directly attacked. His sword was very fast, and in the moment he attacked, he was already in front of the burly man in the black scarf.
The sword pierced the burly man in the black scarf.
"Clang!"
A strange sound of metal clashing sounded, and the burly man's body was actually burned, without the slightest wound.
"Hahaha, I told you, kid, you are not my opponent!"
The burly Black Scarf Bandit laughed heartily. Suddenly, he struck out with his palm towards Ling Yun's head.
Iron Eagle Claw!
This claw was like a steel cast claw, wrapped in earth energy, and had a cold light. The terrifying claw was like a fierce bird hunting its prey.
Naturally, this was a high-level martial art, and it was a high-level martial art that was combined with Thwart Kung Fu. Its power was very fierce.
"Die!"
Ling Yun just looked at the burly man in the black scarf.
Suddenly, a terrifying will broke out of his body and condensed on the black sword in his hand.
This aura was so terrifying that it made people feel as if they had entered hell.
It was the aura of death!
It was the aura of doomsday!
The burly man in the black scarf's eyes suddenly became dull!
"Sword Intent!"
Sword Intent could not only strengthen the attack, but it could also affect the opponent's mental state.
Obviously, the burly man in the black scarf was stunned by Ling Yun's Sword Intent.
Then, the sword silently pierced through the throat of the Black Scarf Bandit, cutting off his neck like a ghost.
"It's here, Ling Yun's killing swordsmanship is really terrifying. It makes people tremble with fear every time!"
"What are you afraid of? The one who should be afraid is Ling Xiao. He is finished this time!"
"Yeah, Ling Xiao injured Ling Feng. Ling Yun is Ling Feng's brother, how can he not take revenge!"
"Ling Xiao?"
Ling Yun shook the blood off his sword and sneered. "He is not worthy of me using Sword Intent."
"Yes, Senior Brother Ling Yun has broken through to the fifth level of the Martial Vein. He will definitely compete with Senior Brother Feifan!"
"With Sword Intent, even if Senior Brother Feifan is also at the fifth level of the Martial Vein, he will not be Senior Brother Ling Yun's opponent!"
"The finals are in six days, I am really looking forward to it."
"Let's go back. The mission this time is too dangerous."
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