"Three thousand two hundred and ninety-eight-five thousand..."
When Ling Yun saw the merit value balance on Li Jiangang's communicator, his eyes lit up immediately: "Master Li, don't worry, I, Ling Yun, am definitely not the kind of person who has no bottom line, it is impossible to have everything..."
"You just need to transfer the 32.98 million merit points to me, and keep the rest for yourself."
Li Jiangang's heart is bleeding. So much meritorious service is equivalent to 3,300 dragon and tiger pills. It is the wealth accumulated by the Kunlun Sword Sect for a hundred years. How many cultivation resources can it be exchanged for? !
His hands were trembling, he refused to transfer the money for a long time, and he was still fighting fiercely in his heart, thinking whether he would be killed by Ling Yun, or let him empty out the Kunlun Sword Sect's century-old foundation.
But this is life money.
How much is the life of the three elders of the Arhat Hall of Shaolin Temple plus the lives of the eighteen Arhats worth? How much is the life of twenty-five supernatural power masters in Longhu Mountain worth
What's the use of having more cultivation resources when one's life is gone
"Hey, fortunately there is Kunlun, let's start all over again."
In the end, with trembling hands, Li Jiangang transferred more than 30 million merit points to Ling Yun's account.
Keep five thousand? Keep it as travel expenses? Not shameful enough!
"Hey, that's right!"
Ling Yun successfully collected the bill, and he patted Li Jiangang's shoulder with a smile: "It's interesting enough, it's fun enough! Taking into account the overall situation, this is a qualified and good leader!"
"As the saying goes, if the old ones don't go, the new ones won't come. I believe that under your leadership, the Kunlun Sword Sect will definitely flourish!"
brush!
After Ling Yun finished speaking, his figure disappeared instantly, and suddenly appeared in front of the head of the Huashan Sword Sect, and cut off both arms of the head of the Huashan Sword Sect with one blow!
Slap!
The communicator of the head of the Huashan Sword Sect fell to the ground at the same time as his two arms!
chi chi!
Ling Yun's Qingying Flying Sword and Yin-Yang Gangqi Sword were sacrificed at the same time, and in the blink of an eye, he came before the heads of the Kongtong School and the Emei School, suspended and frozen, and the sword energy was cold!
"Well!"
Those two people immediately stopped their movements, and felt shuddering!
Ling Yun glanced at the audience, and he sneered: "You all want to transfer the merit points away? I don't know if I want to save your lives, but you are protecting your money first!"
"Anyone who doesn't know what's interesting will be the head of the Huashan Sword Sect! Besides, don't think that I will only look at the balance. Next, I will check your transfer records first. Whoever dares to transfer their merit points is no problem. The price is die!"
It's really man-made money and dead birds for food. The heads of several martial arts sects and the patriarchs of the Guwu family, after seeing the end of the Kunlun Sword Sect, are secretly transferring money, wanting to transfer part of the merit points on their communicators .
Who is Ke Lingyun? Playing this with Ling Yun is no different from sending him to death.
"Also, although there is no upper limit for your life-buying money, there must be a lower limit. If I think it's too little, I'm sorry, you can use the parts of your own body to pay for it. Arms and legs are fine... If you don't want to do this, Hurry up and contact your relatives and friends as soon as possible, hurry up and borrow, there is still time!"
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, all confused!
Now that's all right, no one wants to transfer merit points away, they have to borrow them from their friends!
Ye Tianshui stomped his feet while watching in the air: "Black! It's so fucking dark! I really want to join this gang! This is a good way to make a fortune!"
Ye Tianshui said heartily, shit, what kind of casino did I open these years, it's just kidding there! Compared with Ling Yun, he is like a child playing house.
"Brother, you are really shameless!"
Ye Tian gave Ye Tianshui a blank look, he went down with the sword, and simply kept away from Ye Tianshui, afraid of being beaten.
After Ling Yun instantly frightened those decent martial arts masters who pretended to be smart, he flew back to Li Jiangang, and said with a smile: "Look, Master Li, I am very fair, and I will definitely not let your family suffer!"
Now that Li Jiangang had finally fully seen Ling Yun's methods, he was already numb, and asked with lowered eyelids: "Then, my Kunlun Sword Sect, can I leave after leaving all the things on my body?"
Ling Yun shook his head slightly, and said to Li Jiangang: "No problem, but the lives of those people still have to be bought by themselves."
"..."
Li Jiangang wanted to cry but had no tears, but he was helpless.
Therefore, the remaining 18 members of the Kunlun Sword Sect lined up and transferred merit points to Ling Yun one by one. They all dedicated their accumulated merit points to Ling Yun.
After the Kunlun Sword Sect transferred all the merit points, everyone threw their weapons on the ground, then untied the treasure bag they were carrying, and put it on the ground reluctantly.
Each of them bowed their heads, feeling a sense of being captured in their hearts.
"Yes, to be a prisoner, you must have the consciousness of being a prisoner. Do you understand if you hand over your gun and don't kill yourself?"
Ling Yun was grinning, and he did not forget to sprinkle salt on their wounds. This was something he did deliberately, and there could be no good words. He wanted to make everyone terrified and remember them forever. Let's see if they dare to take part in any kind of subduing demons in the future. General Assembly.
No one spoke, and they didn't even dare to get angry, because Ling Yun's strength was so strong that he was afraid of being beaten, and the other party was simply a living Hades, who would kill if he disagreed with him.
When everyone in the Kunlun Sword Sect put down their weapons and treasure bags, he didn't pick them up one by one, but with a big move, he put all the weapons and treasure bags on the ground into the Taixu ring.
"Ling Yun, can we go now?"
Li Jiangang stepped forward empty-handed, his natal flying sword was naturally taken away by Ling Yun, he asked in embarrassment.
"Please."
Ling Yun was very satisfied, and said with a smile: "Master Li, we will not change the green mountains, and the green water will flow forever. I hope you will make more preparations when you go back, and hold the next demon-subduing conference as soon as possible!"
Hearing this sentence, Li Jiangang almost passed out again, he stomped his feet suddenly: "Disciple of Kunlun Sword Sect, come with me!"
Everyone in Kunlun Sword Sect left Fenglei Valley quickly.
Compared with the Arhat Hall of Shaolin Temple and the Shangqing Palace on Longhu Mountain, at least most of the Kunlun Sword Sect survived.
"Master Li, you can save your life today. When you go back, you have to thank your son Li Kunwu!"
After Li Jiangang left the Fenglei Valley Basin with the Kunlun disciples, Ling Yun sent these words into his eardrums.
Frankly speaking, Ling Yun didn't pay much attention to those meritorious deeds. The main reason why he was able to spare the lives of people from the Kunlun Sword Sect so easily was because Li Kunwu had won Ling Yun's favor back then.
Hearing these words, Li Jiangang, who was running at a high speed, suddenly froze, and then accelerated again, flying directly in the air, leaving the range of Fenglei Valley.
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After Ling Yun scoured the Kunlun Sword Sect and let them leave Fenglei Valley, they immediately came to the seat of the Emei Sect.
"I heard that your Emei School is similar to Jingxin Nunnery, and you like to meddle in other people's business."
Standing in front of Xuan Zhenzi, the head of the Emei Sect, Ling Yun put away the Yin-Yang Gang Qi Sword calmly, and asked indifferently: "My Ling family and your Emei Sect have no grievances or enmities, but eighteen years ago, you sent a total of Six disciples invaded my Ling family, how many are there now? Anyone who has the guts will stand up for me!"
Xuan Zhenzi, the head of the Emei School, is a female Taoist nun in her sixties. She said sharply: "Ling Yun, I sent those Emei disciples to your Ling family. If you want to kill me, don't make things difficult for me." My Emei disciple!"
Ling Yun sneered, and said with disdain: "How I want to get revenge, you don't care. Also, don't play big cloves in front of me, it doesn't make any sense."
Then he glared and said fiercely: "I will only give you one chance, you Emei faction will transfer all merit points to me, and then you and those six Emei disciples will stand up and die!"
"Otherwise, I will kill everyone in your Emei faction!"
Xuan Zhenzi was extremely sad and angry, and said angrily: "Ling Yun, are you being reasonable?!"
Ling Yun looked at Xuan Zhenzi like a dead dog, and said coldly: "Reasonable? When you slaughtered my Ling family and forced my parents to swear, did you ever think that you were unreasonable?!"
brush!
When the Ren Wang Yin was released, it instantly turned into a radius of three feet, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, suspended above the heads of the twenty-four people of the Emei Sect, and it would fall down at any time!
"The feeling of being bullied for no reason, you should also taste it!"
"I'll count to three. If you still can't make a decision, then I'll help you make a decision. Do you really think that I will care about your little meritorious deeds?!"
Xuanzhenzi was stupid, and everyone in the Emei faction was also stupid.
Ling Yun took revenge first, then collected merit points, then collected weapons, and collected treasure bags. The procedure remained the same, but Ling Yun was very polite to the Kunlun Sword Sect, but when he came to their side, he became domineering.
grief? useless;
angry? also useless;
resist? more useless;
Take it or die, everything else is meaningless! Facing the absolute strength, everyone was dumbfounded.
At this time, Ye Qingxin suddenly came to Xuan Zhenzi's side, facing Ling Yun.
"Ling Yun, the Emei faction has a love affair with Shushan, can you show me some face?"
Ling Yun looked directly at Ye Qingxin, and asked seriously: "I don't know if this face is for Shushan, for the Ye family, or for you?"
Ye Qingxin sighed secretly, and it took a long time to reply: "Leave me alone."
Ling Yun immediately laughed: "Auntie, since you have spoken in person, then of course there is no problem. However, the premise is that the Emei faction must obediently follow what I just said."
Well, after Ye Qingxin heard this sentence, she immediately knew that she was losing face, she was secretly a little ashamed, and said to herself that if she knew this earlier, she might as well not stand up.
Ling Yun and his father Ling Xiao have very different personalities. As long as he wants to do something, no one will give him face!
Ye Qingxin knew that it was useless to talk, so she stopped talking, but looked at Xuan Zhenzi and let her make her own decision.
Xuan Zhenzi's body shook for a while, and her face turned red and white. After a long time, she gritted her teeth suddenly: "We admit it!"
This time, the Emei Sect Xuanzhenzi and the Miejue Shitai of the Jingxin Nunnery, like the Miejue Shitai, came out in full force. If they all died here, then the Emei Sect would be the same as being exterminated. The Emei Sect has been passed down for thousands of years. She can't afford to be ruined once.
Seven dead are better than all twenty-four dead.
So, like the Kunlun Sword Sect, everyone in the Emei Sect also transferred all their meritorious service points to Ling Yun, threw away their weapons, and untied their treasure bags.
Ling Yun sneered, and put those items into his Taixu ring one by one.
"kill!"
Ling Yun swung the saber, the saber flashed, and Xuan Zhenzi, the head of the Emei School, and the six Emei disciples all fell to the ground!
In this way, Ling Yun was not afraid of trouble at all, starting from the Kunlun Sword Sect, the Emei Sect, the Kongtong Sect, the Huashan Sword Sect, several ancient martial arts families... one by one, he went to find no enemy.
First collect the merit points, then collect the weapon pills and treasure bags, and finally kill the culprit who invaded the Ling family back then.
Of course, the main purpose of his doing all this was to avenge the Ling family and his parents. Ling Yun didn't really care about the trophies such as meritorious service points and weapons, but he just collected a little interest.
Ever since Ling Yun approached the Kunlun Sword Sect, Mo Wudao couldn't care less about looting. He followed Ling Yun all the way, videotaped the whole process, and recorded the whole important moment.
After Shaolin Temple, Longhu Mountain, Jingxin Nunnery, and the two families that were wiped out in the battle, there were only five sects and three families left with a total of a hundred people, and Ling Yun killed forty-four people in total. Harvest more than 120 million merit points, more than 100 weapons, and more than 100 treasure bags.
Ling Yun said that he would make those enemies pay back a hundredfold for the enmity between the Ling family and the humiliation Ling Xiao and Yin Qingxuan suffered eighteen years ago, and he did it!
After Ling Yun's revenge, no matter which sect or Gu Wu family left Fenglei Valley, he never forgot to seriously tell the other party, hoping that they will work hard when they go back, and strive to participate in the next Demon Subduing Conference as soon as possible.
As a result, in the next hundred years, no one in the entire Chinese ancient martial arts world dared to mention the word Fumo again!
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