Seeing this situation, the strong man in purple and Wei Shaoqing turned pale, while the brothers Ling Tianhua and Ling Wushuang hugged each other tightly, crying. Tragedy seemed doomed and inevitable.
"Brother Ling, what are you doing, stop it!"
Seeing that Ling Gang's bloody and thunderous attack was coming to an end, a cry of surprise suddenly came from a distance.
Ling Tianhua looked back subconsciously and saw a figure as fast as a meteor flying past at an astonishing speed. Judging from the cultivation level of this person, it is by no means ordinary, at least not inferior to the strong man in purple with Blood Skeleton.
"Brother, it seems to be Ping Wanhao, the eldest elder of the Ping family!" Ling Wushuang said with a bit of surprise.
Ling Tianhua also recognized Ping Wanhao at this time, and he was also very happy. The Ping family belongs to the Ninth Five Clan, while the Ling family is loyal to the Mu family. Although the two families belong to different camps, they usually have a good relationship and communicate with each other. Wanhao had visited the Ling family this time and received warm hospitality from the Ling family.
"Elder Gang, Elder Ping is here, please put away the 'Blood Thunder'!" Ling Tianhua turned around impatiently and shouted to Ling Gang.
As the eldest elder of the Ping family, Ping Wanhao's status is second only to Ping Shihai, and his cultivation level is quite strong. It is said that he has entered the intermediate level of Shinto realm many years ago. In Ling Tianhua's view, he fully possesses the strength to suppress the strong man in purple. In this case, Ling Gang naturally does not need to use the 'bloody thunder' that is comparable to self-destruction.
Although forcibly stopping in the middle would cause Ling Gang's body to suffer great trauma, and would even be a major blow to his cultivation level, it was undoubtedly much better than losing his life.
In fact, seeing Ping Wanhao arrive in time, Ling Gang's mind was already shaken. Being alive is better than being dead. What's more, Ling Gang is also full of ambitions, which have not yet been realized.
"Brother Ling, Tianhua is right. Leave this blood-skeleton dog thief to me. You must take advantage of it as soon as possible!"
Ping Wanhao arrived as soon as he spoke. After saying something to Ling Gang, he immediately rushed towards the purple-clothed strongman. The powerful offensive, like a tide, immediately made the purple-clothed strongman's face show a look of shock!
Ping Wanhao was like a tiger that had just emerged from the cage, while the purple-robed strong man seemed a bit powerful. Although they were both at the middle level of the Shinto realm, they were much inferior in terms of momentum.
Under Ping Wanhao's domineering offensive, the strong man in purple was retreating steadily, and it seemed that he would be defeated and collapsed at any time!
"Tianhua, Wushuang, are you okay?"
When Ping Wanhao was rushing to attack the strong man in purple, a concerned inquiry came out. The Ling family brothers and sisters all turned to look, and it turned out that Ping Yijian had arrived.
Both Ling Tianhua and Ling Wushuang were very disdainful of Ping Yijian's style, but seeing Ping Yijian at this moment, the brother and sister felt a sense of relief. The pressure from the strong man in purple and Wei Shaoqing was too great, and the brother and sister urgently needed someone to share some of their burdens with them.
And Ping Yijian did not disappoint them. As soon as he landed on the ground, he stared at Wei Shaoqing with his fierce eyes.
"Wei Shaoqing, you blood skeletons are really cowards. I think you no longer want to gain a foothold in this world. Look at the sword!"
Before the shouts ended, Ping Yijian stabbed Wei Shaoqing with the long sword in his hand. The cold sword light that filled the sky was like a river of stars falling down, dots of glittering lights, rushing straight towards Wei Shaoqing.
Ling Wushuang raised his head and glanced at Ling Tianhua, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. Despite the power of this sword, his cultivation level was still faintly above Ling Tianhua's.
Ling Tianhua also frowned slightly, and the look of surprise on his brows was no less than that of Ling Wushuang. Ling Tianhua and Ping Yijian were both first-line disciples of second-grade families, and their cultivation levels had always been about the same, making it difficult to tell them apart. However, Ling Tianhua has been able to practice hard in the treasure land recently, and his progress in cultivation can be said to be rapid. When Ling Tianhua thought about it, he should have left Ping Yijian far behind him. Now he discovered that not only was that not the case, Ping Yijian's cultivation level was even higher than his. How could he not be surprised
"Could it be that Ping Yijian also had another adventure?" Ling Wushuang asked nagging.
Ling Tianhua shook his head gently. As a first-line disciple of the Heijian family, it was natural for Ping Yijian to meet his fate. And now seems not the time to discuss this.
Ping Wanhao had the upper hand against the strong man in purple, and Ping Yijian showed no mercy when facing Wei Shaoqing. The crisis hanging over the Ling brothers and sisters seemed to be resolved in one fell swoop.
Ling Tianhua hurriedly turned his head and looked at Ling Gang. No need for him to say anything more, Ling Gang also breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and the power of 'violent blood and thunder' slowly dissipated.
After using 'Violent Blood and Thunder', Ling Tianhua seemed to have died once. His brows were full of unconcealable fatigue and lethargy, and the bloodstains all over his body were even more shocking, almost making Ling Wushuang even more shocked. Don't dare to look more.
But no matter what, Ling Tianhua at least saved his life, which allowed Ling Tianhua and Ling Wushuang to finally breathe a long sigh of relief.
However, before the brother and sister could finish breathing a sigh of relief, suddenly, a shadow floated toward Ling Gang as fast as a ghost. The brother and sister didn't even react. Ling Gang let out a loud cry of pain, and immediately flew out diagonally. Blood sprayed along the way, making Ling Wushuang's heart almost jump out of his throat.
"Ping...Ping Wanhao!?" When Ling Wushuang saw clearly the murderer who attacked and seriously injured Ling Gang, he opened his mouth wide in shock and could hardly believe his eyes.
Ling Tianhua was also stunned, as if his whole body was frozen, standing there, unable to move for a long time!
'Blood and Thunder' had already pushed Ling Gang to the limit. At this moment, he was hit hard by Ping Wanhao. Ling Gang's vitality was almost completely extinguished. At this time, he only had to hold on for a while to save himself. Killed on the spot.
"You... you..." Staring at Ping Wanhao fiercely, Ling Gang wanted to ask him why, but at this time, he couldn't even speak.
Ping Wanhao took a long breath and turned to the purple-clothed strongman and said, "Brother Xie, what happened? The Ling family's 'Blood Thunder' is very overbearing. If I hadn't arrived in time, the consequences would have been disastrous. Why didn't you Take precautions in advance?”
The strong man in purple shook his head and said with a wry smile, "I was careless for a moment... Brother Ping, thank you! It's not for myself, but for our young master!"
Ping Wanhao waved his hand and said with a smile, "We are all a family, why do we need to say these foreign words?"
Seeing Ping Wanhao and the strong man in purple talking to each other, showing their intimacy, Ling Tianhua couldn't believe his ears. And when he heard Ping Wanhao talking about 'a family', Ling Tianhua felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his face turned pale.
"How could this happen? How could the Ping family collude with the Blood Skeletons? Are you crazy?" Ling Tian Hua couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, almost roaring.
"Hahaha... How can a kid like you understand our master's majestic strategy?" Ping Wanhao laughed wildly and looked at Ling Tianhua with eyes full of contempt.
"First elder, Ling Tianhua and the old man of the Ling family will be killed as soon as possible, but sister Wushuang, you have to stay with me! Hehe..."
Ping Yijian looked at Ling Wushuang with a lewd smile, his intention was self-evident!
Wei Shaoqing laughed at the side, "Is Mr. Ping still good at this?"
Ping Yijian didn't shy away from it, and said with a more lewd smile, "No, no, who told us to practice the 'Yin Sha Jue'? Hehe..."
The words spoken by Ping Yijian and Wei Shaoqing could be described as unpleasant. Ling Tianhua's face was full of anger, and he wished he could kill these two evil villains alive with one palm!
And thinking of her own fate, Ling Wushuang's pretty face was filled with fear, and she leaned tightly into Ling Tianhua's arms, her body trembling non-stop.
"You...you..."
Ling Gang was even more furious, and he didn't know where he got the strength to stand up from the ground.
"You old thief!" Before Ling Gang could say anything, Wei Shaoqing shouted loudly, rushed over like a mad dog, kicked Ling Gang on the chest.
At this moment, how could Ling Gang still have the strength to dodge? A blood arrow spurted out, and the whole person fell down on his back.
"You old thief, how dare you hurt this young master, I will make your life worse than death!" Wei Shaoqing really hates Ling Gang, and the way he gnashes his teeth is very cruel and violent.
"Hehe... Brother Wei, why would you do this to a dying old man? Look at how distressed Sister Jiang Wushuang is. I can't bear it. How about you give me some face and let the old man go?"
Ping Yijian's smiling face was not saying good things for Ling Gang, but he was clearly threatening Ling Wushuang.
"Okay, it doesn't matter if I give you some face, but how about I give up the Tao Qi of the Ling family masters absorbed by the spirit-absorbing stone, Mr. Ping?"
"What?" Ping Yijian's expression suddenly changed, and there was some annoyance between his brows.
Wei Shaoqing didn't care whether Ping Yijian would be angry or not. He sneered and said, "You think I don't know why you came to Tiansha Valley at this time? Isn't it just to get a piece of the soul-absorbing stone?"
"Mr. Wei, this is what my father and your sect leader have agreed upon. Are you going to go back on it?"
"Of course not! Our sect leader is true to his word, and his words are never taken seriously. But if you want to exchange the soul-absorbing stone for the life of this old thief, I can't refuse, right?"
"Mr. Wei, you really have a big appetite! Not to mention the masters of the Ling family, Mu Tiannan's Tao Qi alone is enough for you to use for a year. He is a strong man in the Holy Soul Realm. I'm afraid you will... It’s too late to swallow!”
Wei Shaoqing shook his finger disapprovingly and said with a smile, "As long as I can pretend to absorb the spirit stone, I can swallow it. It just takes more time!"
"Jian'er, it's important to absorb the spirit stone. You can't abandon the good and the bad. Even if Mr. Wei kills Ling Gang, Ling Wushuang will still be yours. She can't run away!" Ping Wanhao said.
Ping Yijian shook his head and sighed and said, "Great Elder, you know that I never like to use force on women. I originally thought that Sister Wushuang could devote herself to me willingly, but now it seems that I can only retreat." Second." (To be continued)