C11

"Since you want to die, then don't blame me!"

Chu Ling said gloomily, while speaking, he stamped on the ground, and a gust of wind rose up from the ground, causing a dried up branch to fall into Chu Ling's hands in the blink of an eye.

At that time, the aura around Chu Ling who was holding onto the dried up branch suddenly changed, as though he had been reborn as a peerless swordsman.

"I don't have a Profound Ranked Battle Skill, but why don't you try using my Guiyuan for seven strikes!" Chu Ling said in a low voice.

Guiyuan Seven Swords, was originally a high-grade yellow-rank battle skill, and was a sword skill that the ancestors of Guiyuan Sect constantly modified and perfected. It was divided into seven forms, and was one of the most precious battle skills in Guiyuan Sect.

"A strike of wind and thunder!" Chu Ling bellowed, in the blink of an eye, Chu Ling raised the dried up branches above his head, and struck the spear ruthlessly.

At that time, Han Qin, who was originally holding a trace of contempt, instantly retracted his mind, and crazily urged the Spiritual Energy in his body, pouring it into the long spear.

But just at that time, the dried branch in Chu Ling's hand that was even better than the long sword landed on top of the red tassels spear as fast as lightning.

However, in an instant, the spear tip began to shatter like a layer of ice. As for the overweeningly arrogant Han Yi, his arms began to shake violently. Where could he even hold onto a high-grade spirit artifact, and it fell to the ground with a clatter.

Without waiting for Han Yi to react, Chu Ling who was not merciful pulled back his branch and slashed again.

"Two sword strikes can shake a mountain!"

Just as Chu Ling's voice fell, the dried up branch in his hand streaked across the sky like lightning. Amidst everyone's shock, it directly landed on Han Qin's body who had yet to react at all.

A series of crackling sounds could be heard, and Han Qin's clothes instantly exploded. Immediately following that, the originally fair skin Han Qin's body exploded one after another, turning into a bloody person that landed heavily on the ground.

"It seems high grade spirit artifacts are only this much, and your Profound Tier Battle Skill is even less useful. You must know, my Guiyuan has only released two of its seven swords!"

At that time, the surrounding people were all stunned, they did not expect that the seemingly invincible Han Qin would be smashed to the ground by Chu Ling's casual two strikes.

They would not believe what Chu Ling had said about the high grade spirit artifact, that was only mediocre in terms of terms, and not in terms of battle skills.

After all, everyone knew that the high grade spirit artifact and battle skill were not fake, and were not weak either. And the reason why Chu Ling was able to hold onto a dried up tree branch and use a high grade Yellow Rank battle skill to defeat Han Qin, was all because of his overwhelming strength.

It was just like a three year old child. No matter how good his weapon was, he would definitely not be a match for an adult brute!

Lu Xun, who was pondering about how to escape earlier, immediately threw this thought to the back of his mind. He had gained a bit of confidence that Chu Ling would participate in the Great Sect Competition not long after.

And after Chu Ling finished speaking, he did not have any expression at all. First, his flesh body was definitely unrivalled within the Vein Opening Stage, and the only thing he lacked now were Spiritual Energy s to support him in battle.

Furthermore, because of the remodeling of the Spiritual Vein in his body, the number of Spiritual Energy in his body had more than doubled compared to the number of people around him, let alone the fact that he had already opened the Hundred Meetings Veins.

Therefore, even though they were both at the fourth stage of the Vein Opening Stage, Han Pi's strength was still on a completely different level than his.

Other than absolute strength, from Chu Ling's point of view, the battle skills that Han paged him were full of flaws and failures, and losing was as easy as flipping his hand.

But at this moment, Han Qin, who was sitting on the ground, was completely dumbstruck. He never thought that he would be defeated by Chu Ling, not only had he obtained a high-grade magic tool, but also a battle skill of the Profound Ranking.

And most importantly, he had clearly heard that Chu Ling was a cultivator at the third level of the Vein Opening Stage. How did he become someone at the fourth level of the Vein Opening Stage in just three days?

This was not only the speed of cultivation but also the speed at which the Spiritual Vein were damaging each other. This was clearly a peerless monster!

With that thought in mind, he looked at Chu Ling who was constantly walking towards him and quickly said: "Chu Ling, you, you dare! Do you know that your current Guiyuan Sect has submitted to my Spotless Sect? If you dare to touch me, not only will your Spotless Sect not forgive you, it will also not let you off! "

When Han Qin saw Chu Ling's figure pause for a moment, he thought that Chu Ling was afraid. As a result, he slowly calmed his originally tense heart, rolled over, and arrived in front of Chu Ling, saying this with a bit of pride.

"This time, your Guiyuan Sect wishes to rely on my Spotless Sect, so no matter what foremen, or those elders of yours, almost everyone is trying to curry favor with this daddy.

Do you believe that as long as I complain to you in a bad mood, those elders will rush forward to skin you! "

Hearing that, Chu Ling frowned, he did not say a word, but the Han page seemed to be getting the better of him, it became even more arrogant as he used his hand to wipe the blood that was flowing out from his body, and patted Chu Ling's shoulder and said.

"Today's matter is very embarrassing and I don't want to blow up so I won't pursue it. However, you have caused me such a mess. If you don't kneel down and kowtow now, I will be embarrassed!"

As Han Qin said this, he pointed to the ground in front of him. Seeing Chu Ling not saying a word, the last of his fears was immediately thrown to the back of his mind, becoming even more insolent.

"Haha, look, look! No matter how strong you are, what use is it? Three months ago, I was no match for you, but I crippled your leg. Today, I still can't beat you, but you will still be played to death by me.

Haha! Chu Ling, I will tell you the truth, even if you are finished kneeling and kowtowing, this matter is not over.

In his opinion, the current Chu Ling, in order to gag him, had no choice but to kneel and beg for mercy.

"Haha, Senior Brother Han is mighty, no matter how strong this Chu Ling is, he must kneel down and beg for mercy today."

"That's right, that's right. Actually, I suggest that we stand in front of them. Just treat it as this genius kowtowing to us."

"Not bad, not bad, I can brag about it later on, no matter how strong this genius Chu Ling is, he will still kowtow to me!"

Everyone laughed and spoke, each and every one of them actually consciously formed a line, and looked at Chu Ling with cold smiles.

But right at this time, the previously calm Chu Ling spoke out.

"Originally, I, Chu Ling, had no feelings for today's Guiyuan Sect. All that remains between you and me is the hatred between us when you broke my legs.

I only wanted to break one of your legs, so I didn't want to take your life.

But now, you have succeeded in making me feel that your death is more beneficial to me than your life.