Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Ling Xiao planned to spend this period of reincarnation into the world quietly and wait for his cultivation to recover, and then leave here.

No one should be guilty of anyone, and there is no limelight.

But today his father's death came, but he didn't want to endure it.

He hadn't endured Ling Xiao before, but he was killed and beaten all the way. This kind of life like a tortoise and grandson, he had enough.

He is the majestic emperor of the heavenly dynasty, but now he has to be bullied by the waste of this little feather town, how can he bear it?

It is true that Ling Baiye is waste. This guy is eighteen years old. At this age, most of the young martial artists in the large cities of the Xuanwu mainland have already entered the Yin and Yang realm.

But the warriors in this small town are terrible.

After 18 years of cultivation, it is not as good as his cultivation for 12 months.

As for Huang Wu, let alone mention it, one big waste.

Perhaps it's a high vision, after all, Ling Xiao has been a person who has participated in the Baihu Fengyun Meeting. Many people encountered there are even enemies, but which talent is not stronger than these two wastes?

But this is the case, these two wastes, especially Ling Baiye is actually known as the genius of Yuhua Town.

Ling Xiao wanted to laugh.

It turns out that in this small town, genius is so worthless.

Ling Baiye's people stopped Ling Xiao, then he lined up and looked at Ling Xiao jokingly: "Boy, your drunkard is dead, are you crazy?

You dare to kill even the guards of our Ling family?"

In Ling Xiao's eyes, this Ling Baiye is a waste, but in Yuhua Town, Ling Baiye is a genius in the eyes of others.

So this man is arrogant and normal.

It's just that he shouldn't be so ironic after Ling Xiao's father died.

"The watchdog wants to kill the master, can't I still kill this dog?"

Ling Xiao looked at Ling Baiye indifferently.

Although his cultivation practice has not yet been restored, the martial arts practitioners who have transformed into a human-world environment are much more powerful than the ordinary ones.

Ling Baiye in his eyes is basically a bug-like thing, you can trample to death with just one foot.

He didn't do it immediately, just because the opponent didn't do it.

"Even if it's a dog, it's our Ling family. You're only a son of an adopted son. What is the right to kill him?"

Ling Baiye looked down at Ling Xiao from a condescending position, which was simply an instigation, as if he had become the patriarch of the Ling family.

"I just killed, what are you going to do? Do you want to avenge your dog son?"

After changing to normal times, Ling Xiao was really too lazy to care about this waste, but today, he is in a bad mood.

very bad!

"Ravage! Call me!"

Probably indulged in arrogance on weekdays, I heard Ling Xiao's attitude was not good, Ling Baiye waved his hand directly, his dog legs immediately came up, and then shot out, want to beat Ling Xiao fiercely.

"Beating hard, it doesn't matter if you are killed. Like his drunkard, no one will care if you die."

Ling Baiye shouted loudly.

Hearing this, Ling Xiao couldn't help frowning, gently stepped on his feet, a powerful force poured into the ground, and then shocked out, all the dozen dog legs flew out.

At the same time, he rushed forward and grabbed Ling Baiye's shirt.

Although he is only twelve months old, he is equivalent to twelve years old, and he is taller than the average child.

Holding Ling Baiye's garments is not impossible.

It's just not as smooth as before.

"You killed my father?"

Ling Xiao's eyes revealed an indifferent killing intention. Although he did not try to use the previous martial arts moves in order to conceal his identity, the power of the Empress Dowager was completely okay.

This in itself is part of the body's strength, and no one sees anything.

"You! What do you want to do?"

Ling Baiye was taken aback. He had never thought that this unknown kid on weekdays was so powerful.

"Answer my question, otherwise I will kill you!"

Ling Xiao said coldly.

Huang Wu next to seeing this scene was also directly frightened. He stared blankly at this kid who didn't even talk much on weekdays, and didn't understand how this guy's strength could be so strong.

Even the samurai who entered the WTO can't be promoted so fast, it's only twelve months.

"It's not me, it's really not me who killed."

Ling Baiye shook his head in a hurry.

"You also know my character. I usually learn from my lessons, bullying and bullying, but I dare not kill."

"Well, it's better not to let me find out that my father's death is related to you, otherwise, all your family will die!"

Ling Xiao is not alarmist, he can even destroy the Xuanwu Temple, destroy a Ling family, really do not care.

Although he was not invaded by magic, his way of thinking was still influenced by magic, and he did not hesitate at all for these decisive things.

Throwing away Ling Baiye, Ling Xiao walked forward with another inexplicable Xiao Wu.

The maidservants around looked at him in a daze.

In the past, Master Ling Xiao, who was weak and can be bullied, and didn't even talk much, how did he become so powerful today?

But he offended Master Baiye, fearing it would cause trouble.

Longevity Ling, the eldest brother of Baiye, is a disciple of the Black Serpent Demon Sect. Although he is only an outside disciple, his cultivation base is much stronger than Lingbaiye.

Ling Xiao is so big, I am afraid not an opponent.

The servants of the maidservants are not all bullying, and some of them have always been sympathetic to Ling Xiao's experience.

They are only servants to others. They dare not talk indiscriminately, and can only defame a few words in their hearts.

Ling Xiao's father, whose name is very common, is named Ling Tie. This name was given to him by the Ling family.

It was a glorious thing to be given the surname of Ling, but because of his poor qualifications, it was reduced to the result of being killed alive at home today.

Sad.

Ling Xiao was walking forward. Suddenly he saw several people carrying a mat. It was his father, Ling Tie, that was wrapped in the mat.

On Ling Tie's body, there was a strong smell of alcohol, but Ling Xiao still smelled a scent of a woman's body from this alcohol.

Since his father Ling Tie has not touched a woman since he was born, where did this fragrance come from?

Ling Xiao frowned, blocking the few humanes: "Put down people."

"Master Ling Xiao, the uncle has told us, let's quickly dispose of this body, and now it's hot, afraid of the plague."

The leading Jia Ding looked at Ling Xiao indifferently and said.

Although he also called the young master in his mouth, there was no awe in his face.

Probably in the eyes of these people, Ling Xiao does not need awe.

"I told you to put people down! Didn't hear, or refused to listen?"

The anger in Ling Xiao's heart could hardly be contained.

What does it mean to be afraid of the plague? So the mat treated the corpse in a roll?

This is simply a shame.