The most powerful master of the city

Chapter 469
The hearts of the people were once again shocked, this time the shock was even stronger, so that they could not speak a word, but a turbulent sea was set off in their hearts.

"No way..." Lin Jiaming shook his head, his face turned pale, and he murmured incredulously: "These are two ancestors!"

"Tearing the sword arm of the ancestor of Shengu, and beheading the ancestor of Fengleimen, what kind of method is this?" Nie Ziyan's mood fluctuated, and her voice trembled slightly, "Should I be glad that I am still alive?"

"Grandpa, Master Jiang, can you deal with him?" Song Morui couldn't help asking.

Ouyang Huachuan froze for a moment, hesitated for a long time, and then made a hoarse voice: "Master Jiang...is invincible."

Only this time, his confidence was not as strong as it was at the beginning.

In the Lin family's camp, the remaining disciples and elders of Fengleimen and Sword God Valley lowered their heads in powerlessness and despair. Their revenge failed, their vitality was severely injured, and they could never recover.

"Who are you? At least tell me, whose hand did I die in!" the ancestor of Sword God Valley asked tremblingly, clutching his severed arm, scarlet blood flowing unceasingly through his fingers.

He is self-confident that his swordsmanship is good, but under Ling Yu's amazing sword, he felt a deep powerlessness and an insurmountable gap. It's a pity that in his whole life, he only got a glimpse of the fur.

Before Ling Yu could speak, a voice as cold as ice sounded, "You will not die."

A white figure is particularly obvious in the night sky, like a beautiful streamer, drawing from a distance.

"It's Master Jiang!"

Everyone raised their heads one after another, staring at the graceful figure, their expressions were either excited or dignified.

They all knew that when she appeared, Master Jiang was coming.

"Young master is preparing something, and it will be here soon."

This woman's white dress was like snow, and her face was as cold as frost. Standing calmly under the starry sky, she was Jiang Fan's maid, Lian'er.

At this time, the moon was half silver and half purple, and the soft and bright radiance fell down, like a silver and purple gauze, draped over her body, and the charm, temperament, and beauty were vividly set off.

"I said, he won't die, do you understand what I mean?" The woman in the white skirt held an exquisite sword in her hand, like a female sword fairy walking out of an ancient painting, her indifferent gaze fell on Ling Yu body, as if giving an order to his subordinates, "Now, return the severed arm to him."

Ling Yu didn't speak or look at her, but it seemed that she was really afraid that this maid who was going to return the severed arm to the ancestor of Sword God Valley.

boom!
The sound exploded, and the broken arm was still holding a sharp sword. At this moment, it broke through the sound barrier, piercing through its owner's body like a howling cannonball.

Everything happened so fast that no one could react. Even the woman in white skirt yelled coldly after the body of the ancestor of Sword God Valley fell, "You violated my will, and you will pay for it!"

Shangguan Yuling didn't know why, but anger boiled in his chest, and he rose into the air, his body glowing with blood.

"What are you? What is your reliance, dare to speak to him like this?"

The cold voice was full of killing intent, and a bloody sharp blade condensed in her palm, stabbing the heart of the woman in the white skirt.

"What are you? Dare to attack me?"

The woman in the white skirt snorted coldly, moved her slender jade hand lightly, and accompanied by a crisp sword cry, the sharp sword came out of its sheath.

The sword light flashed, and the blood bloomed.

Shangguan Yuling didn't even touch the woman in the white skirt, and flew out limply and backwards, with a shocking sword mark on his abdomen, the bones were visible deep, and a large piece of clothing was stained red.

"younger sister!"

Ding Zhen roared, and hurriedly caught her with soft strength.

"Feather Ling!"

Su Wanwan and the others also surrounded her, very anxious.

"She can't die." Ling Yu said calmly.

Ding Zhen and the others were stunned for a moment, then nodded immediately, feeling relieved that Ling Yu's words were beyond doubt.

"Don't underestimate that maid, I may not be her opponent." Nie Ziyan walked over, looked at Shangguan Yuling who was trying not to close her eyes, and said lightly: "Even I can crush you, What's the difference between you going up and courting death? You're simply overthinking yourself!"

"What did you say!" Ding Zhen was furious, wanting to attack madly.

"No." Shangguan Yuling uttered weakly, with intense unwillingness pouring out of his dim eyes, "She...is right, I'm too weak..."

After talking about it, she actually sobbed slightly, and warm tears flowed from her red eyes, like a weak little girl, looking so helpless.

"younger sister……"

"Since I feel that I am too weak." Ling Yu said suddenly, his calm eyes fell on her, and his calm voice seemed to be able to give people a great convincing force, "Then become stronger."

Then become stronger...

Shangguan Yuling was stunned, as if he had made some determination, and there was an indescribable firmness in his eyes, "En!"

"Your condition is very bad, let me help you treat the wound." Nie Ziyan squatted down.

Ding Zhen and others wanted to stop it, but found that under the action of a strange instrument in her hand, Shangguan Yuling's injury was improving at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Why do you..." Everyone was puzzled.

Nie Ziyan said casually: "I am a law enforcement officer, and I will not participate in your grievances. I just help people I admire."

Brother and sister Ding Zhen didn't speak, and silently wrote down the kindness.

"Is she also your maid?" The woman in white skirt glanced at Nie Ziyan lightly, then looked at Ling Yu, "She is far behind me, so, correspondingly, you are also far behind the young master."

"She is not my maid." Ling Yu shook his head, "However, you shouldn't jump around in front of me."

"Really?" The woman in the white dress was disdainful, and said indifferently: "Before the young master arrives, I will personally test whether you have the qualifications to fight him..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly found that Ling Yu had come to her side, holding her sword in his hand, and the sword was dripping blood.

Dripping... her blood!

(End of this chapter)