Dragon Emperor, Martial God

“Thirty-two hundred and ninety-eight thousand five thousand...”

When Ling Yun saw the balance of merit on Li Jianzhen's communication device, he glanced at it. “Don't worry, Li Zhangmen, I'm definitely not the type of person without a bottom line, it's impossible to all...”

“All you have to do is transfer that 32.98 million credit to me, and keep the rest for yourself. ”

Li Jianxian's heart is dripping blood, so much credit, but it is equivalent to 3,300 dragon tiger dan, it is the base of Kunlun Jianpai's centuries-old family, how many training resources can be redeemed?!

His hands were trembling, he refused to transfer money, and he was still struggling intensely, considering whether he was killed by Lingyun or whether he would let Kunlun Jianpai's century-old foundation industry be emptied.

But it's buying money for life.

Shaolin Temple, Luohan Tang, three elders plus 18 Luohan's life, how much is it worth? Dragon Tiger Mountain, how much is it worth?

Life is gone. What's the use of practicing more resources?

“Hey, good thing there's Kunlun, let's start over. ”

Ultimately, Li Jianjie shook his hands and transferred more than 30 million merit awards to Lingyun's account.

Save 5,000? Save it for the toll? It's not embarrassing enough!

“Hey, that's right! ”

Lingyun successfully collected the bill. He smiled and patted Li Jianxiang on his shoulder: “That's enough, that hurts! Gu Big picture, this is a qualified and good master! ”

“As the saying goes, the old won't go new, I'm sure the Kunlun sword pie can be further developed under your leadership! ”

Brush!

After Lingyun finished his speech, his figure instantly disappeared and suddenly appeared in front of the main door of the Huashan Swordsmen. One knife cut off the two arms of the main door of the Huashan Swordsmen!

Tap!

Huashan Swordsman's main comms, both arms landing at the same time!

Shh!

Lingyun's Blue Shadow Flying Sword and Yin Yang Qi Sword were sacrificed at the same time. The blink of an eye came in front of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate, and the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the Gate of the

“Ugh!”

The two immediately stopped the movement and felt nothing but chestnuts!

Ling Yun glanced at the whole scene, and he laughed: “Do you want to transfer the merit? I don't know if I'm going to save your lives, but you're going to protect your money first! ”

“If anyone is no longer intrigued, the Huashan Swordsmen will end up in charge! Besides, don't think I'll only look at the balance, then I'll check your transfer records first, who dares to transfer their merit, no problem, the price is death! ”

It is really human and financial to die, several Wulinmen's rulers and the elders of the Guwu family, after seeing the end of the Kunlun Sword faction, are secretly transferring money, trying to transfer some of the merit on their own communication device.

But who is Lingyun? Playing this with Lingyun is no different than dying.

“Also, although there is no upper limit on your life money, there must be a lower limit. If I feel too little, I'm sorry, you can use the parts on yourself, arms and legs... If you don't want to do this, you can contact your relatives and friends as soon as possible, and borrow it quickly. It's still time! ”

Everyone looks at each other and is blindfolded!

That's great. Nobody's going to take credit for it. I need to borrow it from my friends!

Ye Tianshui looked straight at his feet in the air: “Black! It's fucking dark! I really want to join this gang! That's a good way to get rich! ”

Ye Tianshui said, "Shit, what kind of casino have I been running all these years? It's purely there! He's like Ling Yunbi. He's just a kid playing with the house.

“Brother, you're so shameless! ”

Ye Tian glanced at Ye Tian Shui, and his sword fell. He simply stayed away from Ye Tian Shui and feared being beaten.

Ling Yun instantly deterred the smart Wulin rulers, then flew back to Li Jianxuan and said with a smile: “Master Li, look, I am fair, I will never let your family lose! ”

Li Jianzhen finally saw Lingyun's means. He was numb. He pulled his eyelids and asked: “Then I, Kunlun Jianpai, can I just leave everything on my body and then go? ”

Ling Yun shook his head slightly and said to Li Jianxian: “No problem, but they still have to buy their own lives. ”

“ …… ”

Li Jianxian wanted to cry without tears, but there was nothing he could do.

Therefore, the remaining 18 people of Kunlun Jianxian faction, each of them in line up to give Lingyun credit. These people are born above the eighth floor. Each of them has a credit of more than 100,000. Everyone dedicates their accumulated credit value to Lingyun.

After the Kunlun sword pie had transferred all the merits, everyone threw their weapons to the ground, then unwrapped the hundred bags they had carried and put them on the ground.

Each one of them drowned his head and had a feeling of captivity in his heart.

“Yes, if you are a prisoner, you must be prepared to be a prisoner. Shoot or not. Understand? ”

Ling Yun smiled and didn't forget to sprinkle salt on their wounds. This is what he did intentionally. There can be no good words. He wants to keep everyone cold and remember forever. See if they dare to participate in any voodoo convention in the future.

No one dares to speak, even get angry, because Ling Yun's strength is there, they are scared, and the other party is simply a living Yan Wang, killing people without a word.

When the Kunlun Sword sent everyone to lay down their weapons and bagels, he didn't pick them up one by one. Just a big move, he put all the weapons and bagels on the ground in the ring.

“Lingyun, can we go now? ”

Li Jianjuan empty-handed, his natural flying sword was naturally taken away by Lingyun, embarrassed to ask.

“Go ahead. ”

Ling Yun was very satisfied and said with a smile: "Li Zhangmen, we will not change Qingshan, the green water flow, hope that you will go back and prepare for the next Voldemort Convention as soon as possible! ”

When he heard this, Li Jianzhen almost passed out again. He stamped his foot suddenly: “Kunlun Jianzhi, come with me! ”

The Kunlun Sword sent everyone out of Wind Thunder Valley at short notice.

Compared to the Luohan Hall of Shaolin Temple and the Tsingong Palace of Longhu Mountain, at least the majority of the Kunlun Swordsmen left their lives behind.

“Master Li, you can save your life today. When you return, you must thank your son Li Kungwu very much! ”

When Li Jianxian left Wind Thunder Valley Basin with his disciple Kunlun, Lingyun sent the phrase into his eardrum.

Frankly, Ling Yun did not rarely have those merits. He could easily spare the lives of Kunlun Swordsmen, mainly because Li Kungou won the liking of Ling Yun.

Hearing this sentence, Li Jianxiang, who was running fast, stagnated suddenly before accelerating again, flew directly from the wind and thunder valley range.

……

Lingyun scraped the Kunlun Sword Pie clean, and as soon as they left Wind Thunder Valley, they came to the front of the Emei Pie seat.

“I hear you Emei pies are like pure hearts and minds. ”

Lingyun stood in front of Xuanzhenko, Emei's main door, silently put away the Yin Yang Qi sword, and asked faintly: "I Ling Jia and you Emei are unharmed, but 18 years ago, you sent six disciples to invade my Ling family. How many are here now? Stand up if you have the balls! ”

Emei's master, Xuanzhen Zi, is a 60-year-old Taoist aunt. She shouted: "Ling Yun, I sent those Emei disciples about your Ling family back then. If you want to kill me, kill me. Don't embarrass my Emei disciple! ”

Ling Yun grinned and said with disdain: “I want revenge, you don't count. And you don't want to be garlic in front of me, it doesn't make any sense. ”

Then he stared and said, “I'll only give you one chance, you Emei pie give me all the credit, and then you and the six Emei disciples stand up and die! ”

“Otherwise, I'll destroy you, Emei, everyone! ”

Masako Xuan was incredibly sad and angry. “Lingyun, are you being reasonable or not?! ”

Ling Yun looked at Shinko like a dead dog and said coldly: “Reasonable? When you slaughtered my family and forced my parents to swear, did you ever think about being unreasonable?! ”

Brush!

The King's seal was sacrificed and instantly turned into a three-square circle, like the summit of Tarzan, suspended over the head of Emei's twenty-four people, will fall at any moment!

“It feels like unjustified bullying. Try it! ”

“On my count of three, if you can't make a decision yet, then I'll make a decision for you. Do you really think I'll rarely get your little credit?! ”

Shinko is foolish, Emei is foolish for everyone.

Ling Yun first took revenge, then received merit, then collected weapons, received hundred treasure bags, the program remained unchanged, but Ling Yun was kind to Kunlun Jianpai, and when he reached their side, he became hegemonic.

Sadness? Useless;

Angry? Useless;

Resistance?

Accept or die, everything else is pointless! In the face of absolute strength, everyone is foolish.

At this time, Ye Qing's heart suddenly flashed and came to Xuan Zhenzi's side, facing Lingyun.

“Lingyun, Emei pie and I are in a bit of a fragrance, can you give me a 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 Qing's heart sighed and replied for half a day: "Give me one. ”

Lingyun immediately laughed: “Auntie, since you have spoken personally, of course there is no problem. However, if the Emei Pie is to do as I just said. ”

Ye Qingxin listened to this sentence, and immediately knew that her face was not good enough. She had some dark shame. Her heart said she knew this already, so why not stand up?

Ling Yun and his father Ling Xiao, his personality is so different, as long as he wants to do something, no one will give him face!

Ye Qingxin knew how useless it was, so she stopped talking, but looked at Shinko Xuan and let her make her own decision.

Masako Xuan's body swayed for a while and her face was red and white. After half a day, she bit her teeth suddenly: “We admit it! ”

At this Amei Demonic Convention, Emei Xuanzo and Jingxin's demeanor were too much alike. If they all died here, Emei was like being exterminated. Emei's millennial heritage was ruined, and she couldn't afford it.

Seven people died, better than 24.

So, like the Kunlun Jianpai, the Emei people transferred all their merits to Lingyun, dropped their weapons and removed their hundred treasure capsules.

Ling Yun smiled coldly and incorporated the items into his own too vain ring.

“Kill!”

Lingyun waved the knife, the knife flashed, Emei's master, Genji, and Emei's six disciples, all of them fell to the ground!

As such, Lingyun is not afraid of any trouble. Starting with the Kunlun sword pie, the Emei pie, the Kunlun pie, the Huashan sword pie, several ancient Wu families... one by one, an enemy will not let go.

First he received the merit, then he received the weapon Dan Yao and Bao Bao Bao, then he killed the former enemies who attacked the Ling family that year.

Of course, the main thrust of all of this was to avenge the Ling family, avenge their parents, those trophies of merit and weapons, Ling Yun didn't really care, he just charged a little interest.

Since Lingyun found Kunlun's sword pie, he couldn't help but scratch the loot. He followed Lingyun all the way, recorded the entire important moment.

After Shaolin Temple, Dragon Tiger Mountain, Pure Heart Anvilion, and the two families that were destroyed in the battle, the only remaining five sects and three families, a total of more than a hundred people, were eventually killed by Lingyun, who earned more than 120 million credit, more than a hundred weapons, and more than a hundred treasure bags.

Ling Yun said that 18 years ago, Ling family hatred, whistling and the humiliation of Yin Qingxuan, he would make those enemies pay back hundreds of times, he did it!

After Lingyun's revenge, regardless of which Gantry or Guwu family left Wind Thunder Valley, he did not forget to seriously advise each other, hoping that they would return and send out an outrage to participate in the next Ambush Convention as soon as possible.

As a result, for the next hundred years, no one dared to raise the word of the devil in the entire ancient world of Huaxia!

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