The system takes me to pull hatred

Inside Ximen's house, a group of high-level officials were gathering, chatting and drinking.

An hour ago, they launched an attack, smashed all channels and finances of Lingxianzong, and used their power to capture Ling Tianxing and other major leaders.

Now, the entire Lingtian Group is like a candle in the wind, crumbling.

Ximen Daqing leaned on the exquisite sofa, scanned the hall with a proud smile on his face.

"Hmph, if Ling Xiaotu dares to kill my son, he will have to bear the consequences."

"Later, we will send someone to torture Ling Xiaotu's father, Ling Tianxing, in prison. It would be best to kill him."

Everyone looked at each other and nodded: "OK!"

"Very good." Ximen Daqing smiled faintly, looked at the assistant, and asked, "How did you do what I asked you to do?"

"Patriarch, a vehicle has been arranged to hit Shangguan Suxin. The scene is very hot, either death or injury."

"Good work." Ximen Daqing's eyes flashed, and he smiled evilly: "When Ling Xiaotu returns, he finds that his parents are dead. It's interesting to think about it."

As he said that, he walked up to an old man who was sitting on the grand teacher's chair, and said respectfully: "Senior, when we are ready to attack Ling Xianzong, then Ling Xiaotu will trouble you to punish him."

"I know." The Supreme Demon Venerable's voice was hoarse, and a strange light shone in his dry eyes.

The person being stared at only felt a chill on his back, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and quickly bowed his head in silence.

Ximen Daqing flattered and said: "With seniors around, Ling Xianzong will definitely lose this time, no matter how strong Ling Xiaotu is, he will still be no match for seniors."

The Supreme Demon Venerable did not respond in any way, and was very indifferent.

He came out of the mountain this time entirely for the sake of the ancestor of the Ximen family.

The ancestor of the Ximen family saved his life before his death. In order to repay his kindness, he made a promise to unconditionally agree to a request from the head of the Ximen family. In the future, as long as it is a request from the head of the Ximen family, he will fulfill it.

Otherwise, how could he come out of the mountain?
At his level, worldly grievances and grievances can no longer be seen, and the only way to pursue a higher level of cultivation is to step into the holy rank and pursue a lifelong pursuit!
Ximen Daqing has long been accustomed to the high-cold attitude of the Supreme Demon Lord.

This is an imperial boss, a monster who has lived for hundreds of years, it is already a miracle to be able to invite him. As for the matter of being cold and arrogant, it is up to the other party. Anyway, we all get what we need, and we don't live together.

Just as he was about to continue speaking, he saw the Supreme Demon Venerable suddenly stand up, and a gleam of brilliance flashed across his eyes.

"He actually came to the door?"

"Him?" Everyone was stunned, not knowing why.

Just as he was about to ask a question, the entire Ximen family trembled violently.

Immediately, the tremor grew stronger and continued to the inner courtyard.

Immediately afterwards, the special gate of the inner courtyard, which was hard enough to resist the defense of the lower heavens, was torn to pieces like a piece of paper.

"Who is it?!" Everyone shrank their eyes and looked at the door vigilantly.

Many of the attendants were alert, took out their guns, and aimed at the entrance of the inner courtyard.

"Patriarch, get behind me, be careful!" the assistant stopped Ximen Daqing and reminded him.

"Don't worry, there are seniors here today, no one can hurt me." Ximen Daqing folded his hands on his chest with a calm expression on his face.

While speaking, he had already focused on looking at the door.

Among the wisps of dust, a thin shadow appeared.

The shadow walked slowly, and the air kept spinning and scattered around, as if being pulled by a terrible breath.

At the same time, a strong smell of blood came in from outside, which was quite ear-piercing.

After the dust and mist disappeared, a man was reflected in everyone's eyes.

His whole body was glowing with blue light, his eyes were shining with blue flames, and he stared at the world with contempt, and a misty aura surrounded his body, exuding a majestic and outstanding temperament.

"Boldly Ling Xiaotu, dare to intrude on my Ximen family's territory. Could it be that he wants to die?" Ximen Daqing took a step forward, his eyes were cold, and he shouted loudly.

In fact, there was a lump in his heart.

He didn't receive any news about Ling Chen's appearance in the inner courtyard. In other words, the guards of Ximen's family might have been killed by the other party.

"You are Ximen Patriarch Ximen Daqing, right?" Ling Chen walked over with his hands behind his back, his deep eyes were full of killing intent.

"Isn't it good to be the head of your Ximen family? You must come to provoke me. It seems that you have lived too long. You need to find someone to take your life."

In the words, he has stepped out and walked towards the direction of Ximen Daqing.

Those leisurely steps seemed to be stepping on a magic ladder, and every step was stepping on the hearts of everyone.

The gunmen gathered around raised their guns one after another, pointed at Ling Chen, and showed a fierce look: "Stop immediately, or don't blame us for not having eyes with the guns in our hands."

"Oh?" Ling Chen kept laughing back, and waved his hands: "If you really can kill me, just try."

"Looking for death!" Seeing this scene, the leading gunman couldn't bear it anymore, he immediately pulled the trigger and shot at Ling Chen
The rest of the people looked at each other, followed one after another, and shot one after another, aiming at Ling Chen's vital parts, feeling that they would not stop until Ling Chen was killed.

Ling Chen was unmoved, and walked towards him.

"bang bang bang"

Countless bullets came pouring in, all of which were stopped by the mental shield, stuck in mid-air, unable to move.

"What?" Everyone was shocked, wanting to die.

What means is this?
Suspension to intercept bullets?

While exclaiming in astonishment, Ling Chen waved his hand, and the bullets stuck on the outer layer of the mental power shield reversed direction one after another, and shot back in the direction of the gunners, mixed with overwhelming force, there was a howling sound of breaking wind.

"Puff puff"

These super gunmen specially recruited from all over the country were all pierced by bullets in their heads, none of them survived, and fell to the ground with no life left.

"This, this, this..." Looking at the bloody ground and the scattered corpses, everyone gasped and their scalps went numb.

so horrible!

Not only can the bullet be intercepted in an understatement, but it can also be bombarded at a speed not inferior to the original power of the bullet, shooting and killing the gunmen.

Ling Chen's strength is really too strong!

Is this the Sect Master Lingxian? !

Even Ximen Daqing was a little surprised, even though he knew that Ling Chen's body was invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire, but there were more than one gunman present, and all of them used armor-piercing bullets specially aimed at warriors.

Even the body-protecting qi can be pierced through.

Even so, Ling Chen intercepted him with an unknown force.

Such methods are truly terrifying.

Seeing Ling Chen approaching, Ximen Daqing quickly looked at the Supreme Demon Venerable next to him.

"Senior, the person I asked you to deal with is here, please take action!"

The best way to deal with the imperial rank is to let other imperial ranks take action, and the Supreme Demon Venerable happens to be the imperial rank, and it is not an ordinary imperial rank.

"Are you Ling Xiaotu, who has shaken Huaxia's martial arts recently?" The Supreme Demon Venerable walked slowly, and invisible power spread around, making many people feel pressured.

Ling Chen was dumbfounded.

The warrior fluctuations transmitted from the Supreme Demon Venerable actually reached the level of the emperor.

Compared with the three generations of demonic Gu masters who fought against each other a few days ago, he is only stronger but not weaker.

Sure enough, there are still many hermits in China who have not been announced to the world.

Come to think of it, China also has holy ranks.

"You are the first person who dares to ignore me." Seeing that Ling Chen was silent, a gleam of red flashed in the Supreme Demon Venerable's eyes.

Almost as soon as these words fell, his body turned into an afterimage, leaving several shadows in midair, and came in front of Ling Chen.

As soon as the withered hand was stretched out, it turned into a dragon's claw, and the speed was as fast as a frightened bird.

The shadows of the claws are illusory and scattered, and it is impossible to distinguish between the real and the real. People in it seem to feel that they are surrounded by claws and cannot defend themselves at all.

The terrifying aura is like a leopard changing from a dragon to a leopard, grabbing a cloud and grabbing a stone, causing the clouds to be dyed red, turning into a river of blood and corpses strewn across the field.

This first move surpassed anyone Ling Chen had fought against before.

Ling Chen took out the Lingxiao Sword, the thunderous sound of the sword resounded in the air, the wind swept through the clouds, and the momentum of the sword was like a rolling mat, overwhelming mountains and seas.

With one finger down, the power of the sword is slashed out, wandering freely, and the tide roars like lightning.

Under the attention of everyone, only a long sword mark can be seen across the sky, carrying an unparalleled and terrifying charge, unstoppable and invincible.

"Crack!"

The dragon's claw was instantly shattered, and Yu Wei's sword glow swept all directions, causing the Supreme Demon Venerable's expression to change, one side of his body changed in the air, and he barely avoided the blow.

"call out!"

Yu Wei's sword light cut across, any blocking objects were cut open, and the entire hall of the inner courtyard was divided into two.

During this period, those who did not escape the sword in time all died tragically under the sword, their bodies were split in two, and turned into ghosts under the sword.

All of a sudden, the number of people here is reduced by half.

"It's unbelievable that he's still a sword cultivator." Supreme Yaozun and Ling Chen faced each other a few meters away, with an indescribably startled look on their faces.

There are so many ways to practice, some people practice it, some people practice martial arts, and some people practice it
However, very few people can develop the way of sword repair on the basis of martial arts.

As the saying goes, one mind can't be used for two purposes, martial arts alone has already spent an ancient warrior's entire life.

Including studying martial arts, improving combat experience and skills, and cultivating combat awareness, etc., it takes time to hone.

Therefore, most of the ancient warriors held weapons to improve their combat power, not to practice weapons.

But Ling Chen was different, he not only entered the imperial rank, but also became the king of the sword cultivator.

This point can be seen from the fact that Ling Chen shattered his dragon claw with a sword earlier.

"Ling Xiaotu, I have to say that you are indeed a genius. If I give you a few more years, I'm afraid I won't be your match."

"But the me now is far from what you can compete with."

As soon as the words fell, his whole body turned from rickety to straight, and the sound of bone growth sounded one after another, and the dry skin was instantly saturated, and the originally wrinkled skin became extremely bright.

At this moment, the Supreme Demon Lord looked no different from a 30-year-old man.

"Rejuvenation?" Ximen Daqing stared at this scene, rather horrified.

He has seen people who have changed from old to young, but their faces have changed and their bodies have not changed.

But the Supreme Demon Venerable was different, he seemed to have traveled back in time, returning to the time when he was 30 years old.

Whether it is momentum or strength, they are all amazingly strong.

Especially his appearance, at first glance he looks like a person, but at the second glance, he can faintly see a demon head shaking from the top of his head.

The Supreme Demon Venerable twisted his wrist, and stepped on the ground suddenly, instantly making spider web-like cracks all over the surroundings.

"Shh!"

With just a breath of effort, the Supreme Demon Venerable turned into a beam of light that soared to the sky and covered the earth, with a speed exceeding twice the speed of sound, and a series of phantoms swept through the air.

When approaching Ling Chen, he bent his right arm, and the power of the emperor circled around it, exuding the momentum of destroying everything, setting off a terrifying energy storm, which ruthlessly blasted towards Ling Chen's chest.

A strong whistling hurricane blew like a tornado, scattering the clouds and changing the color of the sky and the earth.

On the other hand, Ling Chen, he was undulating up and down, standing in the wind, like a celestial being exile.

The strong fist approached, but it didn't stir up any fluctuations in his heart.

In the next moment, Ling Chen stretched out his hand and clenched his fist in the air. He obviously didn't have any strength, but the moment he struck out, he brought with him a heaven-defying power like a mighty Yangtze River.

Looking from a distance, there is no end to the horizon, the power is overwhelming, sweeping across the ages, aggressive.

"boom!"

Fist and fist collided, and a shocking storm swept away from the center, shaking the entire Ximen's house violently. All the walls were cracked and shattered.

The Supreme Demon Venerable was able to fight Ling Chen at first, but after three seconds, he was suddenly suppressed, and then he was crushed, like a balloon that was punctured, and shattered on the spot.

Reflecting on Ling Chen, his fist strength didn't weaken at all, instead it rose higher and higher like a river breaking its embankment.

At the end, it seemed like a wave soaring into the sky, with great momentum.