The two of them really don't know whether to cry that Xie Bing completely angered Sect Master Lingxu, or to laugh at Sect Master Lingxu's funny appearance at this time.
Sect Master Lingxu saw that two of the three new palace masters under his command stood in front of Xie Bing, and before he could speak his anger, he heard what the two said, couldn't help stretching out his hand, and touched The place where Xie Bing had just slashed with a sword.
The moment his hand touched his scalp, Sect Master Lingxu froze.
All the Lingxu Sect members present were also stunned, dumbfounded, and terrified.
The hair of their suzerain was shaved. Moreover, it was still shaved in half.
God, please spare them, they can't bear the suzerain's anger!
Xie Bing stretched out his hand and waved away Leng Tianhan and Sister Yao who were standing in front of her: "This is a matter between me and this oily old man, you don't want to get involved."
Oily skin! Oily skin! After hearing these three words, Sect Master Ling Xu became furious in an instant! Angry, ashamed, angry! Half of his head was shaved by a junior in front of everyone, and he was so bold that he dared to call him an old oily skin!
"Today, the suzerain will have your cramps and skin peeled, and your bones will be blown to ashes!" Suzerain Lingxu's furious killing move is not something that ordinary people can resist. Xie Bing was enveloped in a substantial murderous aura, powerful enough to easily instantly kill the killing moves below the Chen Realm and attacking Xie Bing!
Xie Bing frowned, and reacted instantly, throwing Leng Tianhan and Sister Yao into the jade ring, and the whole person flew into the air, advancing instead of retreating, surrounded by seven-colored soul power, Xie Bing's current strength, plus The seven-color enchantment is enough to compete with the Chen Zhijing!
However, at the moment when Sect Master Lingxu's move was about to instantly kill Xie Bing!
suddenly…
The entire forbidden area suddenly changed color! A streak of black soul power appeared, blocking Xie Bing's face at that critical moment!
With a bang, Sect Master Lingxu's move was forcibly dispelled, and Sect Master Lingxu also retreated several times, while Xie Bing was blown away by that overwhelming force.
boom!
The evil ice fell on the branch of the big tree dozens of meters away, and the powerful impact even broke the big tree with a diameter of about five meters in half.
Xie Bing clutched his stomach and fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood spewing out suddenly.
Xie Bing was not injured by Suzerain Lingxu and that power, but was backlashed by the colorful soul power that he was about to release!
The seven-colored soul power has been gathered, and he is about to make a move to compete with Suzerain Lingxu. As a result, the black power makes Xie Bing's seven-colored soul power forcibly withdrawn, which has evolved into the current scene.
"Xie Bing!" The Great Elder instantly went to Xie Bing's side, hugged Xie Bing, felt for Xie Bing's pulse, his brows became more and more wrinkled.
"Damn it! If you dare to kill her, from today onwards, you and I will have no blood relationship at all!" The words burst into the air with infinite distress in the rage, and in the next second, Xie Bing's figure was taken from the crowd by a person. snatched it from the elder's arms.
Everyone was shocked!
The great elder even burst into tears, "Miss..."
In this embrace that made Xie Bing feel warm, Xie Bing frowned in pain, opened his eyes, and saw a face that was 90% similar to her.
Looking at the woman holding her from a close distance, on that stunning face, there is pale sorrow, the pain of self-blame, and obscure hatred.
"Grandma..." two words, blurted out from Xie Bing's mouth.
Grandma, no need to confirm, no need to ask, that's it, blurted out.
The bond of blood makes Xie Bing know that this is her grandma the moment she sees the woman.
However, when Xie Bing saw grandma's snow-white hair, tears burst out.
Her grandma should have jet-black hair, but at this moment, what she saw was three thousand strands of hair like snow.
How deep the pain, how much bone-biting despair, can make the ink hair turn gray.
The person who came was Ling Wanru, Ling Wanru whom Xie Bing wanted to save, her grandma.
Ling Wanru blinked, looking at Xie Bing in his arms, and after Xie Bing blurted out a sentence of grandma, tears had already rolled down unconsciously.
Ling Wanru stretched out her white but scarred right hand, and caressed Xie Bing's eyebrows. Her voice was so hoarse that Xie Bing felt distressed: "My child, my child, is it my granddaughter? It's Ruotian's child, right?"
Hearing this hoarse and fragile voice, Xie Bing couldn't help crying, stretched out his hand to cover the back of Ling Wanru's hand, choked up and said: "En, er, yes, grandma, I will never let you get hurt again, I won't let you get hurt again. Nor will it."
Looking at the scars and blood stains on Ling Wanru's fair neck, and stroking the shocking scars on his hands, Xie Bing's heart was aching at this moment.
Looking at the thick and long chains on Ling Wanru's slender arms and ankles, Xie Bing never felt that hatred and killing intent were so strong.
For the past thirty years, grandma, what kind of life has she lived, what kind of scars did she suffer...
Xie Bing looked at the Sect Master Lingxu who was already stunned in the air, stood up holding his Xieyou sword, and protected his grandma behind him, crying loudly, but laughed wildly: "Sect Master Lingxu! My dear, don't you I want it! My family, if you don’t love me, I love you! If you don’t cherish it, I will cherish it!”
Xie Bing laughed wildly, and the white dress gradually turned blood red in the eyes of everyone.
Little by little, the black hair turned into blood in the gust of wind.
The wind is flying, the sky is full of sand and dust, and the gravel is violent.
The sound of the wind died down, everyone opened their eyes, and the bloody coldness of the person standing in the air in front of them immediately swept over everyone present.
With bloody hair, bloody eyes, and bloody clothes, Xie Bing stood in the air, and she looked like a Shura bathed in blood. She was laughing, from a deep and soft laugh, to a loud, maniacal laugh.
Crazy, everyone's only thought, this woman is crazy.
Following the master's laughter, the Xieyou sword clanged and glowed blood-colored.
With a flick of his sleeves and a wave of the blood sword, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Sect Master Ling Xu, Xie Bing's arrogant voice resounded through the forbidden area: "My family, I will protect them myself!"
(end of this chapter)