There was a tone of irresistibility in Wang Daohong's words, and he looked at Chen Lei and others as if he were looking at ants.
In fact, in Wang Daohong's eyes at this time, Chen Lei and others were indeed like ants. As long as he was happy, he could crush these ants into slag at any time.
After hearing what Wang Daohong said, Chen Lei was furious and asked, "According to your logic, the weak have no dignity and can be trampled by the strong at any time. Then, I want to ask you, if you meet someone stronger than you, will you crawl on your knees like a dog, wagging your tail and begging for mercy?"
After hearing what Chen Lei said, Wang Daohong's face suddenly turned cold.
What a joke! As a disciple of the holy land, Wang Daohong is already the most powerful person in the Xuanyuan Continent. Who could be higher than him? Who could make him kneel down
"Chen Lei, I think you don't want to live anymore."
After being questioned by Chen Lei, Wang Daohong finally got angry, and he knew that it was impossible for Chen Lei to give up the Yin-Yang Wood obediently.
Chen Lei said: "It's not that we don't want to live, but you guys are too bullying and won't leave us a way to live. Then, we have no choice but to fight our way out."
Wang Daohong sneered twice and said, "Fight your way out. In the face of absolute strength, I want to see how you fight and what you use to fight."
Wang Daohong knew that Chen Lei was very powerful. He was also present when Chen Lei crippled Wu Chongyun. Therefore, there was no way he would let Chen Lei go. Even if Chen Lei gave up the Yin-Yang Wood, he would definitely not escape death.
Originally, Wang Daohong was planning to save some effort and let Chen Lei voluntarily offer the Yin-Yang Wood under pressure from the Lingxu Holy Land, but now it seems that this is unlikely.
"Uncle Wu, please help and kill all the people from Xuantian Sect. This matter cannot be accomplished without you."
Wang Daohong spoke directly to an old man beside him.
This old man was also a powerful martial arts master. After hearing Wang Daohong's words, a sharp light flashed in his eyes and swept towards Chen Lei and others.
"Young man, you are innocent, but you are guilty of hiding the wall. You can only blame yourself for your bad luck. You are not worthy of this divine gift from heaven."
The old man surnamed Wu let out a strange cry and a huge aura rose from his body. Above his head, a sea of vital energy appeared and all of it poured into his body, making his fists become incomparably bright and shining with a dazzling light.
Chen Lei looked at the martial master of Lingxu Holy Land and had a deeper understanding of the shameless bottom line of Lingxu Holy Land.
At this moment, a sword embryo suddenly appeared in Chen Lei's hand, which was the Tianlei Sword Embryo.
Relying on the Heavenly Thunder Sword Embryo, Chen Lei once killed the Martial Master of the Yin Yang Holy Land with a single sword strike. This time, since the Martial Master of the Lingxu Holy Land was seeking death, he had no choice but to grant his wish.
Chen Lei's true energy at this time had already recovered to its peak state. With the infusion of true energy, the Heavenly Thunder Sword Embryo in his hand turned from dim to crystal clear. Finally, the sword energy rushed into the sky, like a huge lightning that penetrated the sky and the earth, and the sword energy was boiling.
“Swish!”
Chen Lei swung his sword, and the sword light suddenly became brighter. The entire sky and earth were completely filled with this sword light, and the people who were stabbed could not open their eyes at all.
The Martial Master of the Lingxu Holy Land felt an uncontrollable fear in his heart. According to his intuition, this sword light was so dangerous that it was beyond description, and it brought him a fatal threat.