Ling Yihang opened his eyes and saw Ling Xiao sitting in front of him. His eyes were filled with pain, self-blame and guilt.
Ling Xiao allowed him and Ling Wuhen to participate in the Four Sect Martial Competition but he was made into a puppet and almost lost his life here.
None of the other Divine Sword Sect disciples who followed him survived.
He was incompetent!
How could he still have the face to see Ling Xiao, to see the Divine Sword Sect's Sect Leader.
Of the Divine Sword Sect disciples who followed him and Ling Wuhen, the youngest was only twelve years old and the oldest was only eighteen years old. They only came to see the world.
However, the moment they arrived at the Sword King Sect, a tragedy happened.
Although he and Ling Wuhen fought with all their might, there were too many enemies and they were too strong. They were simply powerless.
They could only watch as the young disciples were killed one by one in front of them.
At that moment, he really wanted to die!
He wanted to perish together with the Sword King Sect!
However, he was unable to fulfill such a small request because he was too weak. He was really too weak. In front of the Sword King Sect's experts, he could only feel grief and despair.
However, he was unable to do anything.
He and Ling Wuhen survived but they were forced to wear slave masks and thrown into the Beast Fighting Arena to participate in the bloody battle.
He originally thought that he would never be able to see the Divine Sword Sect's people again in this lifetime. He thought that he would continue to live in such a cowardly manner.
However, Ling Xiao appeared!
In his painful eyes, there was a trace of gentleness. Then, he actually burst into tears.
To be able to make a strong man cry like this, it can be seen how sad and unreconciled his heart is!
"Ah — —!"
Painful cries resounded throughout the cage. Dai Yuling, Lan Yu 'er and Leng Hao, who were outside, all felt waves of sorrow.
The two girls could not help but cry as well.
Humans were not plants and could not be emotionless!
Even Ling Xiao could not help but want to cry when faced with such a scene.
However, he knew that he could not cry!
He did not have the qualifications to cry!
From the day he became the Divine Sword Sect's Sect Leader, this sect was closely related to his fate.
He wanted revenge!
Even if he couldn't destroy the Sword King Sect now, he would make the Sword King Sect pay a heavy price!
"Good brother, you've suffered!"
Ling Xiao gently held Ling Yihang's head in his arms, and then gently patted his shoulder twice.
"I will avenge you! Whoever dares to touch the Divine Sword Sect, I will destroy them! "
He let go of Ling Yihang and stood up. A surge of killing intent directly pierced through the cage.
Boom!
He flew out like an eagle and stood in the air above the Beast Fighting Arena, overlooking the entire Beast Fighting Arena. His eyes were blood-red, as if they were dripping blood.
"People of the Sword King Sect, come out and die!"
There was nothing to worry about, Ling Xiao only wanted to take revenge at this moment. Seeing his good brother become like that, and hearing that his own Divine Sword Sect's disciples were massacred by the Sword King Sect, his heart was bleeding.
Perhaps he didn't have the strength to annihilate everyone in the Sword King Sect, but he was confident that he could make the Sword King Sect suffer for eternity!
And everything would begin today!
From this moment onwards!
At this moment, Ling Wuhen, Ling Yihang, and the others also came out from inside.
Seeing this scene, Wu Zonglian seemed to understand something, and his brows were tightly knitted together.
"Hahaha, this Yuehua School bastard must have lost his mind, right? He actually dares to face the Sword King Sect head-on?"
There were actually many people from the Sword King Sect present.
In addition to the few people sitting in front, there were many staff members sent by the Sword King Sect to be in charge of the operation of the Beast Fighting Arena.
These people's strength was uneven, but their arrogant attitude was as if they were carved out of the same mold.
The one who spoke was one of these people.
"He didn't lose his mind. It seems that it has something to do with those two slaves. No wonder the Yuehua School has always been the last in the Twelve Sects. How good can it be to hang out with these useless slaves all day long?"
"Hahahaha!"
Laughter filled the entire Beast Fighting Arena.
It even covered up the battle that was still ongoing.
Although the Demon Castle City's Great Castle Lord was stronger than the three half-step Heavenly Venerables with 50% strength, it was still not possible for him to end the battle immediately.
However, Ling Xiao didn't expect him to end the battle so quickly. It would be enough as long as he could stall the three half-step Heavenly Venerables.
"It would be best if the Yuehua School's disciples were all thrown into the Beast Fighting Arena as slaves, hahaha."
An old man and a young man walked in from outside the Beast Fighting Arena.
The old man was very strong, and the young man wasn't weak either.
The old man and the young man had heard the news and rushed over, but they didn't expect to see a good show. The young man's voice was particularly ear-piercing among the laughter of the crowd.
"Chen Tian! Brother Ling, that's the guy! He's the guy who killed the Divine Sword Sect's disciples and seriously injured me and Second Master Ling before throwing us here! "
Ling Yihang suddenly shouted when he saw the young man.
Ling Xiao's gaze turned to the complacent young man. This person was at the ninth level of the Transcendent Realm. It could be said that he was the strongest person below the half-step Heavenly Venerables.
He should have a place among the Sword King Sect's core disciples, perhaps second only to Wu Zonglian.
However, no matter who he was, he would die today!
Ling Xiao's eyes were filled with cold killing intent, like two sharp swords that directly pierced through Chen Tian's body.
"Who told you to do this?"
His voice was emotionless, as if it was a question from hell.
"Idiot! Does this Young Master need someone to order him around? It's just that I was in a bad mood that day and happened to meet them, so I just wanted to pass the time! "
Chen Tian felt the threat of death in his heart. There was a terrifying chill that almost forced him to kneel.
However, he was still ranked fourth among the Sword King Sect's ten core disciples and was also one of the participants in this Four Sect Martial Competition.
He wasn't as useless as Wu Zui.
The roar was an answer, but at the same time, it was also a way to boost his courage.
He was furious because he was actually frightened by the gaze of a disciple from a low-level sect. This was simply a great humiliation!
"Very good! I'm in a bad mood right now, so I'll vent my anger on you! "
Suddenly, Ling Xiao's figure turned into a ray of light and shot towards Chen Tian.
The old man beside Chen Tian tried to stop him, but he was still a step too late.
Bang!
The ray of light struck Chen Tian's body, sending him flying like a kite with a broken string.
A trail of fresh blood drew a bloody parabola.
"This kick was for Ling Wuhen. He is my benefactor and my guide. You shouldn't have hurt him!"
Chen Tian didn't even have time to speak.
Bang!
Another kick flew up. His body that was about to land on the ground was kicked up again and thrown high into the sky.
Fresh blood spurted out once again, and even fragments of his internal organs fell.
The old man that came with Chen Tian tried his best to catch Ling Xiao's figure, trying to save Chen Tian.
However, it was useless. In front of Ling Xiao's Cloud Dragon Divine Travel, the old man's movement technique was like a child's trick, completely meaningless.
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