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Chapter 33

Words:3133Update:22/06/21 03:48:01

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"Crackle crackle …"

The youth stood up from the bathtub and slightly stretched his body, causing his bones to emit a clear sound of friction.

Clenching his fists, the corners of the youth's mouth curled into a smile. "After using the Seven Treasures Body Tempering Liquid three more times, I should be able to break through to the eighth level of the Body Tempering Stage. Once I break through, my strength will more than double!"

The youth was in a good mood as his cultivation improved again.

After putting on his clothes, Duan Lingtian walked out of the room.

His eyes narrowed as he looked at the young girl who was sweating profusely and waving the Violet Meteorite Flexible Sword in the courtyard. His face revealed a tender expression.

The young girl's hard work these past few months had been seen by him, and his heart ached for her.

"Young Master."

Soon, the young girl noticed Duan Lingtian. She sheathed the Violet Meteorite Flexible Sword into the scabbard at her waist and walked up to him with a sweet smile.

"Are you tired?"

Duan Lingtian lightly asked as he reached out to take the young girl's handkerchief in a slightly overbearing manner and gently wiped off the sweat on the young girl's face.

His eyes were filled with tenderness.

The young girl lightly shook her head as her delicate and delicate face revealed a happy smile.

As far as she was concerned, for the Young Master, it was worth it no matter how tired she was.

"Boss, Boss!"

Just as the young boy and girl were like a young couple, silently looking at each other, two shouts suddenly sounded from outside the courtyard, breaking the beautiful atmosphere.

Duan Lingtian's face couldn't help but become gloomy.

This damned fatty really knows how to pick the time …

"Young Master, since he's looking for you in such a hurry, maybe it's something important."

The young girl lightly smiled as she spoke in a considerate manner.

Duan Lingtian nodded and replied. "Get in here!"

The little fatty walked in from outside and said to Duan Lingtian, "Boss, your house has guests."

"Our house?"

Duan Lingtian was stunned, not knowing what the little fatty meant.

"Yeah, it seems like they're from the Duan Clan. Two of them came, and I overheard Ninth Elder calling the middle-aged man 'Fourth Brother' from outside the Audience Hall, and he called Ninth Elder 'Third Sister-in-law'!"

The little fatty spoke with an expression as if he was asking for credit.

"Third Sister-in-law? Could it be … "

Duan Lingtian was stunned.

Even in Duan Lingtian's memories, there was no memory of his father.

It was obvious that he had never seen his father, not even once, ever since he was old enough to understand the world.

Although Duan Lingtian wasn't worried about that mysterious father of his, he was still a little curious …

He wanted to know what kind of man could be so heartless as to abandon his wife and children!

"Kerr, let's go and take a look."

Holding the girl's hand, Duan Lingtian stepped out of the house.

"Boss, wait for me. You can't burn the bridge after crossing it!"

Seeing that the Duan Lingtian duo had gone out the door in the blink of an eye, the little fatty cried out loudly and hurriedly followed after them.

The Li family's main hall wasn't far away.

Suddenly, Duan Lingtian's eyes narrowed as he saw a person walking over from the direction of the Li family's main hall.

It was a young man in his early twenties. He had an arrogant look on his face, as if the whole world owed him money.

"Boss, he's one of the people from the Duan family. He's very arrogant and doesn't even respect the family head and Ninth Elder."

Seeing the young man walking over, the little fatty spoke softly to Duan Lingtian.

The Duan family!

Duan Lingtian took a few more glances at the other party.

At this moment, the young man also saw Duan Lingtian and the other two.

His gaze fell on the girl beside Duan Lingtian, and he couldn't shift his gaze away. His burning gaze was mixed with a bit of lust and greed.

The girl frowned. Just as she was about to show her displeasure, a figure took a step forward and stood in front of her like a mountain, blocking the oncoming person's gaze.

It was as if he was shielding her from the wind and rain, causing her heart to feel incomparably warm.

"Hmm?"

The young man frowned and his face sank slightly.

But when he saw the appearance of the youth blocking in front of the girl, his eyes instantly narrowed and his tone became slightly hurried. "You're Duan Lingtian?"

"You know me?"

Duan Lingtian was stunned. He searched through his memories, but he didn't have any impression of the person before him.

But, why did the other party know him?

"Hmph! You look just like your short-lived father. "

The young man snorted coldly, and his eyes emitted a dense killing intent!

Even Duan Lingtian didn't know why a person he'd never met would have such killing intent towards him.

His heart shook as he recalled that the other party mentioned his father earlier. Could it be that he had some irreconcilable enmity with the father he'd never met?

"If I remember correctly … You should be 15 this year. 15 years old with a cultivation at the seventh level of the Body Tempering stage. You've inherited your short-lived father's natural talent. But, in the eyes of I, Duan Lingxing, this little bit of strength isn't even comparable to an ant! "

As Duan Lingxing spoke, he took a step forward.

His figure moved, and his entire body seemed to have transformed into a bolt of lightning that flashed directly towards Duan Lingtian …

At the same time, vast amounts of Origin Energy converged on his right hand, and it abruptly shook.

His palm struck out with a boundless momentum!

Instantly, the energy of heaven and earth roiled above him, developing into eight ancient mammoth silhouettes …

The strength of his palm strike was actually comparable to the strength of eight ancient mammoths!

This Duan Lingxing was obviously a sixth level Core Formation martial artist …

Only a sixth level Core Formation martial artist's full strength could draw upon the energy of heaven and earth to develop eight ancient mammoth silhouettes.

Duan Lingtian didn't expect that Duan Lingtian would suddenly make a move to kill him, and his face went pale as his body abruptly leaned backwards!

Before he could completely dodge, Duan Lingxing's palm had already landed on his chest.

Instantly, he felt as if he was struck by a 5,000 pound boulder that flew out!

His entire body flew out like an arrow that left the bowstring …

At the same time that he was struck flying, Duan Lingtian's throat tasted something sweet, and he lightly coughed, staining the ground with blood that was dazzling and eye-catching.

"Young Master!"

"Boss!"

The young girl and Little Fatty's faces went pale as they dashed to Duan Lingtian's side and supported him up.

They looked angrily at Duan Lingxing.

Duan Lingtian took a deep breath. If it wasn't for him using the Spirit Serpent Movement Technique to lean backwards, Duan Lingxing's palm strike would have taken his life.

At that instant, the approach of death caused him to have a lingering fear in his heart.

After the fear passed, he was filled with rage!

Duan Lingtian's face sank as he stared fixedly at Duan Lingxing, and his voice was incomparably low. "I feel that I have no enmity with you, so why did you suddenly make a move to kill me?"

From the name that Duan Lingtian reported, Duan Lingtian also realized that his relationship with Duan Lingtian wasn't shallow. Even their names differed by only one word.

However, he couldn't figure out why Duan Lingtian would be so ruthless and directly want to take his life.

"I really didn't expect that you would be able to dodge eighty percent of my palm strike in time. I take back my words, you can be compared to an ant."

Duan Lingxing took a step forward and looked down at Duan Lingtian from above. A cold smile appeared on his face. "As for you saying that we have no enmity with each other, then you are gravely mistaken! That short-lived father of yours didn't care about the brotherhood back then and crippled my father's Dantian, causing my father to live in pain for the rest of his life … Now, you still dare to say that we have no enmity with each other? "

Duan Lingtian took a deep breath. So that's how it was.

Then, he coldly swept a glance at Duan Lingxing and mocked. "If you have the ability, then go ahead and find the person who crippled your father for revenge! Taking it out on me only shows that you are incompetent. "

"A son must repay a father's debt!"

Duan Ling Xing sneered as he waved his hand. His figure flashed as he slapped out with his palm once again with an imposing manner that shot into the sky. "Let me see how you're going to dodge my palm strike again!"

"Swish!"

Right at this moment, the young girl beside Duan Lingtian moved.

Sword Drawing Art!

An incomparably swift violet sword light flashed out and met Duan Lingxing's palm strike head-on …

Duan Lingxing coldly laughed even more. His large hand closed and grabbed the soft sword that the young girl swung out.

Origin Energy bloomed as his palm struck the body of the sword!

Instantly, the young girl's delicate body shook and she coughed out a mouthful of blood. Her entire body flew out along with her sword.

The young girl supported herself with her sword and barely managed to stand firm. Her face was as pale as a sheet of paper.

"Kerr!"

The young girl being injured caused Duan Lingtian's expression to change greatly. Killing intent burst out from his eyes.

The Spirit Serpent Movement Technique appeared and instantly arrived in front of Duan Lingxing …

His right hand pressed on his waist. Sword Drawing Art!

"Hmph, you overestimate yourself!"

Duan Lingxing coldly snorted and grabbed with his large hand once again.

Instantly, Duan Lingtian followed in the footsteps of the young girl.

Duan Lingtian, who was already heavily injured, once again fiercely fell to the ground and was unable to stand up.

"Young Master!"

Kerr cried out in grief. Her delicate body shook and the sword in her hand was unable to support her body anymore. She instantly fell to the ground.

Although she fell to the ground, Kerr, whose beautiful eyes were filled with tears, still used both her hands and feet to crawl towards Duan Lingtian with difficulty …

Seeing this scene, endless jealousy arose in Duan Lingxing's eyes.

His legs shook and his entire body flew towards Duan Lingtian. His eyes revealed dense killing intent as a vast palm strike descended!

Above Duan Lingxing's head, another eight ancient mammoth silhouettes appeared …

"Boss!"

Right at this moment, along with a startled shout, a round body blocked Duan Lingxing's path and forcefully received Duan Lingxing's palm strike. He flew over ten meters and collapsed to the ground, no longer making a sound.

"Li Xuan!"

Duan Lingtian's pupils constricted and his expression changed greatly. His voice revealed a desolate coldness and his slightly immature face started trembling.

He never imagined that Li Xuan would block Duan Lingxing's palm strike for him!

At this moment, endless regret arose in his heart …

He hated himself for being useless!

He hated himself for not treating Li Xuan well in the past!

"Is it very painful?"

Seeing this scene, Duan Lingxing laughed and looked at Duan Lingtian playfully.

Duan Lingtian didn't speak, but the gaze he looked at Duan Lingxing with was filled with a bloodthirsty coldness, and a bloodthirsty killing intent arose from his body.

This killing intent pervaded the air, causing Duan Lingxing's expression to change and he unconsciously took a step back.

Duan Lingxing was only a young man in his early twenties after all.

In such a hurry, how could he withstand the bloodthirsty killing intent that Duan Lingtian cultivated through endless slaughter in his previous life …

"Trash!"

A trace of coldness appeared at the corners of Duan Lingtian's mouth, as if he was making fun of the cowardly Duan Lingxing who retreated.

"You …"

Duan Lingxing's face was gloomy. He never imagined that he would be forced to retreat by the aura of a fifteen-year-old youth. He immediately flew into a rage out of humiliation. Above his head, eight ancient mammoth silhouettes appeared.

A ferocious palm flashed towards Duan Ling Tian!

"Young Master!"

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