I failed to survive the robbery and was forced to go home for a blind date

Yang Ling just nodded slightly to Xue Tao.

His eyes softened a bit.

"Don't worry, since you call me Young Master and do things for me, no one can kill you!"

The sound fell.

Yang Ling moved his palm, and suddenly an extremely pure mana entered Xue Tao's body.

"Hahaha, boy, that's not a small tone. Let me ask you, did you kill my son Song Ming?"

Song Zhizhe's eyes were indifferent and he slowly stood up from where he was sitting.

Facing this young man who suddenly appeared in front of him and gave him a dangerous aura, he also put down his previous contemptuous attitude.

He had thought before that maybe the person who killed his son Song Ming must also be a master.

Now it seems that he guessed well.

But the young man named Yang Ling in front of him seemed to give him a more dangerous feeling.

Faced with Song Zhizhe's questions, Yang Ling ignored them at all.

At this moment, he felt the broken Dantian Qi sea in Xue Tao's body, his meridians, and even his soul seemed to have been beaten to pieces.

If he hadn't taken action.

I am afraid that even a being like Zhao Qingxuan would be difficult to save.

But at this moment, in Yang Ling's eyes, he could reshape Xue Tao's physical body, or even directly upgrade Xue Tao's physical body, so that he would get twice the result with half the effort in the future.

Seeing that Yang Ling ignored him at all.

Standing there, Song Zhizhe's eyes immediately burst out with terrifying anger.

"Young man, you are too arrogant, but if you are not an arrogant person, how dare you take action against my son!

Go ahead, I want to see how much weight your master weighs! "

Song Zhizhe's eyes were cold, and his true energy surged out from his body as he spoke.

The five people standing behind Song Zhizhe flashed at this moment.

Already standing around Yang Ling's body.

The five people seemed to stand according to a certain magic circle, each made a secret gesture, then gathered their strength and quickly dispersed.

The leader, a burly middle-aged man, punched Yang Ling.

Song Zhizhe stood there.

Staring at Xue Tao standing there with one hand on top of Xue Tao's head.

The half of the face that had been trampled to pieces by him now quickly recovered to its original state.

This moment.

But at this time, Song Zhizhe was not surprised, but felt ridiculous.

For Xue Tao, that was his move.

The Dantian is broken and the meridians are shattered.

Just for this injury on the face, it is not magical that any master can quickly heal it by consuming his own energy.

Even at this time, when he saw that Yang Ling was spending his energy to heal Xue Tao's crushed face, he sneered in his heart.

Even if the Yang Ling in front of him is a rare young new grandmaster, he will act on his own initiative and consume his true energy.

The position occupied by the five people behind him at the moment is a combined attack formation, which uses the principle of the five elements to complement each other and cooperates with the five attribute techniques. Even though these five people are only in the realm of transformation at this moment, and there are even two who are just inner strength.

But if five people attack together.

The power to fight the Grandmaster will be generated.

The reason why Song Zhizhe asked these five people to take action was to see how far this young man Yang Ling had reached.

At the same time, it can further consume Yang Ling's power.

After Yang Ling gets rid of these five people, he will definitely be very exhausted. Then he will use his thunder method to kill Yang Ling instantly!

What a pity!

Just as he watched the five people attacking Yang Ling, he was still thinking about how to torture this extremely arrogant boy later and avenge his youngest son.

He saw a scene that shocked him.

Almost as soon as the five people took action and surrounded Yang Ling, Yang Ling's sword flashed between his eyebrows.

Chi la...

Puff puff puff puff puff!

Five consecutive sounds of his head being pierced came out one after another.

The next moment, the five figures fell to the ground and turned into five corpses!

"What?"

Song Zhizhe trembled all over.

His figure even took a step back slightly, his eyes full of surprise.

"Stand back and let me come!"

Just when Song Zhizhe was full of zhenqi, a black light flashed between his eyebrows, and he was about to take action.

An old man standing not far away wearing a long gown and holding a long sword slowly stepped out and stood in front of Song Zhizhe.

"Brother Wu Cheng, this guy is a bit difficult to deal with, so be careful!"

The old man in long gown nodded.

Then he looked at Yang Ling, who was still standing there, treating Xue Tao's injuries.

"Boy, I didn't realize it before, but you actually practice swordsmanship, which makes me a little bit interested."

As he spoke, the old man named Wu Cheng's whole body burst with true energy, and a sharp sword energy suddenly lingered around him.

Yang Ling just raised his head and glanced slightly. In fact, he noticed the swordsman master when he just entered the door.

But in his eyes, it was really not enough.

But now that the swordsman master jumped out, he would naturally not be polite at all.

"If you are interested, then in that case, you are allowed to use a sword!"

Yang Ling's tone was calm.

"Young man, do you know what a sword is? I see that you can transform your sword into a sword with real energy and kill your opponent instantly. You are so young, so you must have some talent in the way of swordsmanship.

Today, I will give you a chance. As long as you are willing to join my sect, I will mediate the grievances between you and the Song family! "

"Brother Wu Cheng, you..."

Hearing Wu Cheng's words, Song Zhizhe couldn't help but frown.

"Brother Song, this boy has an excellent talent for swordsmanship. If he is willing to become my disciple, when your son dies, I will let him compensate you in other ways!"

While Wu Cheng was speaking, he once again looked at Yang Ling standing there and said lightly:

"I am the outer sect elder of the Sword Sect. After you become my disciple, I will recommend you to participate in the Sword Sect assessment. It is not impossible for you to enter the inner sect at that time!"

Hearing the words of Wu Cheng, the outer sect elder of the Sword Sect, Yang Ling just felt funny.

Sword Sect.

Originally, because of Yu Xiaoxiao's set of skills to suppress the manifestation of the sword body, Yang Ling didn't have a good impression of the Sword Sect.

At this moment, this Sword Sect elder named Wu Cheng has made Yang Ling completely lose his favor for the Sword Sect.

"Brother Wu Cheng, this boy is arrogant and killed my son and the disciples of the Song family."

"Okay... Brother Song, it's no big deal. When your son dies, I will ask him to compensate you with all the property in his hands, and then my Sword Sect will add a set of earth-level swordsmanship. How about that?"

Hearing Wu Cheng's words.

Song Zhizhe's eyes turned, and it was obvious that he was weighing the pros and cons at the moment. After all, it was his son who died, but he wanted the earth-level swordsmanship very much!

Although he couldn't practice, the Song family also had elders who practiced swordsmanship to the master level.

Just when the two of them arranged Yang Ling's next path according to their own ideas, and each began to calculate the benefits they had gained.

Yang Ling stood there, carefully replacing Xue Tao's bones, and looked at the two self-righteous people as if they were looking at fools.

Especially Wu Cheng, who thought he had said the title of the elder of the outer sect of the Sword Sect.

He smiled indifferently and said:

"Do you want to be my master?"