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Chapter 751

Words:3104Update:22/06/21 03:50:55

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When he saw Duan Lingtian walking over step by step, every single step he took seemed to be stepping on Zhao Ming's chest, and it caused Zhao Ming's expression to become even more ghastly pale.

Once upon a time, this violet clothed young man before him was like an ant that couldn't withstand a single blow before him.

However, at this moment, when he stood before Duan Lingtian, he was no different than an ant.

Just like how Tang Huo was unable to wrap his head around it, he was unable to wrap his head around it as well.

How could this Duan Lingtian possess such a formidable strength in a short few years of time? Exactly what fortuitous encounter did he obtain?

Even if he possesses the assistance of the 10,000 Year Stalactite Milk, it's impossible for him to advance so quickly in a short few years.

This was something Zhao Ming could be sure of.

Suddenly, Duan Lingtian was already standing before Zhao Ming, and he looked at Zhao Ming with a cold and indifferent expression. "Zhao Ming, that day, I only thought that you turned to the Azure Forest Tri-Sect after all the higher-ups and disciples of the Seven Star Sword Sect were killed and the Seven Star Sword Sect was almost annihilated …"

"If it was like that, even though I felt you were ungrateful, I wouldn't bear a grudge against you. After all, everyone has their own aspirations! "

"However, never had I imagined that you would actually resolutely betray our Seven Star Sword Sect when we were in a deadlock with the Azure Forest Tri-Sect. You first schemed against Elder Xuan, then joined forces with the higher-ups of the Azure Forest Tri-Sect to kill the Sect Leader!"

Duan Lingtian spoke word by word.

As he finished speaking, only frightening coldness remained in Duan Lingtian's eyes, and his extremely icy cold gaze stared at Zhao Ming, causing Zhao Ming to feel as if he'd fallen into an icy pit.

"Your actions incur the indignation of both men and gods! You're worthy of the sect that fostered you? You're worthy of your Master? "

Duan Lingtian's voice was chilly, and every single word struck the heart. Every single word seemed to have transformed into a sharp blade that fiercely pierced into Zhao Ming's heart, causing Zhao Ming's body to tremble violently, and his expression was unsightly to the extreme.

Actually, after he was overwhelmed by rage and schemed against Elder Xuan that he'd been with for many years and joined forces with the experts of the Azure Forest Tri-Sect to kill the Sect Leader, Linghu Jin Hong, he'd felt regret in his heart.

Especially later on, even though he was accepted by the Azure Forest Tri-Sect and became a Guardian Elder of the Azure Forest Tri-Sect, and his status was even more lofty.

But every night, he would often dream of Elder Xuan and Linghu Jinhong coming to take his life.

Not only that, he frequently dreamt of the Master that brought him into the Seven Star Sword Sect and fostered him without the slightest reservation. In his dreams, his Master was angered by him to the point of spitting blood and dying every single time.

All of this seemed to have become his nightmare.

Zhao Ming took a deep breath. He had already realized that he would not be able to survive today. His eyes flashed with an ominous light as he glared at Duan Lingtian. "Duan Lingtian, the reason why I betrayed the sect is all because of you! You're the one who killed my son and turned my grandson into a monster that's neither male nor female! "

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been blinded by anger and betrayed the sect."

Zhao Ming said through gritted teeth.

"You're still trying to shirk your responsibility at this point?"

Duan Lingtian sneered, and then he said word by word. "You dare say that if the Seven Star Sword Sect was about to perish, and if there was a chance to survive, you wouldn't side with the Azure Forest Tri-Sect?"

"Even if I, Duan Lingtian, did something, what does it have to do with the sect? What does it have to do with the others in the sect? Just come at me. Why did you harm Elder Xuan? Why did you harm the Sect Leader? "

As he finished speaking, Duan Lingtian was furious to the extreme, and his gaze was like a blade that seemed as if it wanted to slice Zhao Ming into pieces.

Zhao Ming's face sank, and he didn't speak.

Every single word Duan Lingtian said struck at the heart, and every single word was reasonable, causing him to be speechless.

"Right, I still have to tell you something … Your two grandsons that are neither male nor female were killed by Elder Peng not long ago."

Duan Lingtian said to Zhao Ming.

Zhao Ming's face went grim when he heard this.

Even though he'd already found out about the news of the Azure Forest Tri-Sect being annihilated from the conversation between Duan Lingtian and Tang Huo earlier.

But he still felt that his grandsons ought to be able to escape calamity.

But now, Duan Lingtian's words caused the last trace of hope that remained in his heart to be completely shattered.

"Duan Lingtian, I'll kill you!"

Zhao Ming's eyes were crimson red as if he'd gone mad, and he pounced desperately towards Duan Lingtian as the Origin Energy in his body skyrocketed, and his Wind Concept followed him like a shadow.

Bang!

But his strength wasn't much stronger than Duan Lingtian, and he couldn't withstand a single blow before the current Duan Lingtian, causing him to be directly sent flying by a casual kick from Duan Lingtian.

When he saw Zhao Ming who'd fallen to the ground was about to stand up, Duan Lingtian's gaze went cold.

Whirlwind!

Before Zhao Ming stood up, Duan Lingtian had already transformed into a gust of wind that blew to arrive before Zhao Ming in the blink of an eye.

Bang!

Another kick stomped down fiercely onto Zhao Ming's face, causing the back of Zhao Ming's head to fiercely smash onto the ground, and it caused him to feel dizzy.

Humiliation!

Undisguised humiliation!

"AH!!"

Zhao Ming was knocked unconscious to the point his consciousness was blurry, and after he recovered from his shock, he realized that his dignity had already been completely trampled beneath Duan Lingtian's feet.

Instantly, he roared madly. "Even if I have to die today, I'll make you pay the price!"

Zhao Ming pounced towards Duan Lingtian like a madman, and he seemed as if he wanted to take Duan Lingtian down with him.

Right at this moment.

Swish!

A swift Tempest Point gave rise to a wave of piercing howls as it tore through the sky, and it carried along a strand of fresh blood as it pierced through one of Zhao Ming's legs.

Zhao Ming who originally wanted to stand up felt his legs go weak, and he fell limp on the ground in an extremely sorry state.

"This is what you owe Elder Xuan."

At the same time, Duan Lingtian's cold and indifferent voice clearly entered into Zhao Ming's ears.

"I'll kill you!"

Zhao Ming gritted his teeth as he supported his body up, and the Origin Energy on his body raged as he soared into the sky with the intention of risking his life to fight Duan Lingtian.

Swish!

Another Tempest Point flashed out in the sky.

But, the target of the Tempest Point this time wasn't Zhao Ming's limbs, nor was it Zhao Ming's head …

It was Zhao Ming's Dantian!

Swish!

A light sound echoed out as Zhao Ming's Dantian was penetrated, and the vast Origin Energy accumulated within it seemed to have found a point of release as it gushed out with all its might, and in the blink of an eye, it was annihilated in the air.

At this moment, Zhao Ming's Dantian was like a leaking balloon, and after the air leaked out, the Origin Energy that coiled around his body completely vanished.

"This is what you owe the Sect Leader."

Duan Lingtian spoke slowly with an incomparably cold and indifferent voice.

At the same time, Zhao Ming who'd already been brought along by his Origin Energy and flew up a few meters into the air crashed down after losing the support of his Origin Energy, and he fiercely smashed onto the ground with a bang.

"Ah!!"

Zhao Ming who'd lost his Origin Energy was no different than an ordinary old man, and he was smashed to the point of emitting shrill cries.

After a while, perhaps because he was numb from the pain, Zhao Ming caught his breath and stared fixedly at Duan Lingtian with a pair of eyes that were filled with bone piercing hatred. "You … You actually crippled my cultivation!!"

In Cloud Continent, the strong were respected.

The foundation of a martial artist's existence was their cultivation.

To a martial artist, having one's cultivation crippled was a fate worse than death.

"You're going to die anyway, so what if you don't have your cultivation? Elder Ming, look on the bright side. "

Duan Lingtian and Zhao Ming looked at each other and a smile appeared on their faces.

When this smile entered into Zhao Ming's eyes, it was no different than the smile of a devil.

"I … I'll kill you!"

Even though his cultivation had been crippled, Zhao Ming seemed as if he'd been injected with chicken blood at this moment. His hands supported himself on the ground as he used his remaining leg to prop up his body before once again pouncing towards Duan Lingtian.

When an ordinary old man pounced over, Duan Lingtian casually dodged to the side without the slightest pressure.

Swish!

Another Tempest Point whistled out to descend onto Zhao Ming's back and hit the center of his spine.

Crack!

His spine broke inch by inch, and Zhao Ming emitted a shrill cry before collapsing onto the ground and fainting.

Duan Lingtian didn't intend to let Zhao Ming off like this. He raised his hand and Origin Energy flashed out to directly draw out the water from the Soulcleanse Pool before fiercely slapping it onto Zhao Ming's body.

Zhao Ming shuddered and woke up, but because his spine was broken inch by inch, he was unable to prop up his body any longer, and he could only lie on the ground as he stared hatefully at Duan Lingtian.

"This is what you owe the Seven Star Sword Sect higher-ups."

Duan Lingtian spoke indifferently.

"Duan Lingtian, kill me!"

Zhao Ming spoke with a grim voice. At this moment, he was worse off dead, and he didn't even have the strength to commit suicide.

This feeling caused him to be oppressed to the point he almost suffocated.

"Don't worry, you won't be able to live for long."

Duan Lingtian's gaze was calm as numerous Tempest Points flashed out with a raise of his hand, and it gave rise to waves of piercing howls that tore through the sky and were exceedingly ear piercing.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Three Tempest Points entered into Zhao Ming's two arms and his uninjured leg successively as if they were dried leaves.

"This is what you owe the Seven Star Sword Sect disciples."

"This is what you owe your Master."

"This is what you owe the sect that fostered you."

Zhao Ming's shrill cries sounded out successively, and his entire body shivered as his face was devoid of blood.

Every time he was about to faint, Duan Lingtian would splash water on him to wake him up and continue the next round of torture.

"Duan … Duan … Duan Lingtian … You … You kill … Kill me …"

Zhao Ming couldn't even speak properly now, and he spoke intermittently to Duan Lingtian, and his words were filled with pleading.

"I won't kill you."

Duan Lingtian glanced indifferently at Zhao Ming.

Zhao Ming's pupils constricted when he heard this.

Won't kill me?

What does this Duan Lingtian want to do?

A bad premonition arose in his heart. At this moment, what he regretted the most was that he didn't commit suicide before Duan Lingtian crippled his cultivation.

If he committed suicide long ago, then he wouldn't have to suffer the torture from before.

Now, he didn't even have the strength to commit suicide.

"From now onwards, you can stay here and fend for yourself … Of course, you can choose to starve to death."

Duan Lingtian glanced at Zhao Ming one last time, then he used his Spiritual Force to open the Inscription Formation before flying out and vanishing before Zhao Ming's eyes.

"No … No … No!!"

Zhao Ming twisted his neck. Now, only his head could move, and his eyes were filled with boundless hatred and ruthlessness.

This hatred and ruthlessness was practically capable of charging through the clouds and the horizon.

After an unknown period of time, Zhao Ming's eyes abruptly stared wide open.

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