Sensational! Fake Noble VS Real Genius

Gu Zhiqi listened and raised an eyebrow, "Alright, you make the move."

Su Yunling’s gaze carried a hint of genuine amusement.

At that moment, a voice sounded in their ears, "Capture both of them alive, cripple their cultivation level, I want to throw the wench into a group of men!"

"No, throw her into a group of beasts and let her boyfriend watch."

Bian Xingyuan suddenly changed his mind and yelled two sentences to the ancient martial artists under him, his tone tinged with madness. After speaking, he seemed to imagine the scene of humiliating Gu Zhiqi, laughing maniacally on his own.

Su Yunling listened to him, and the amusement in his eyes slowly faded, replaced by endless coldness.

Before several ancient martial artists from the Bian Family approached, an aura of pressure emanated from Su Yunling, making it impossible for the martial artists to come close.

Not to mention the few ancient martial artists of the Bian Family; whether they were Sixth-order or Seventh-order, even if they were all Ninth Order, they were nothing but ants in front of the Ninth-order peak Su Yunling.

At this moment, Su Yunling released all the pressure on him, and not only could the martial artists not approach him, but instead, they retreated several steps.

Finally, with a thud, the few martial artists knelt before Su Yunling.

Bian Xingyuan also felt the pressure emanating from Su Yunling, but because he was standing far away, he did not feel it as genuinely as the few martial artists did. Seeing them all kneeling, Bian Xingyuan got furious, "Useless, who told you to kneel!"

"Get up, cripple their cultivation level."

As soon as Bian Xingyuan’s words fell, the several martial artists spat out fresh blood.

Then, they closed their eyes and passed out directly.

Some truly passed out, while others pretended to be unconscious.

Su Yunling merely glanced at them indifferently, not truly intending to take their lives, and instead, raised his gaze to look at Bian Xingyuan.

Bian Xingyuan saw Su Yunling looking at him, his heart trembled, and he subconsciously took a step back, "Go, you two go."

Bian Xingyuan looked around and saw that, apart from himself, only two guards were left on his side. Bian Xingyuan directly ordered the two guards to deal with Gu Zhiqi and Su Yunling.

The two guards saw this and their expressions turned extremely complicated.

Seven or eight Sixth or Seventh-order ancient martial artists weren’t a match for that person, and they were only Fourth-order Middle Stage. Going there would be courting death.

𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

However, they did not dare defy Bian Xingyuan’s orders, so in the end, they could only brace themselves and slowly moved toward Su Yunling.

After moving just a few steps, the two poured blood and fell to the ground, pretending to be unconscious.

Bian Xingyuan saw this and was so angry that smoke almost came out of his ears, "Useless, useless! Cough..."

Just after cursing them useless twice, Bian Xingyuan felt his fate seized.

Bian Xingyuan stared wide-eyed at Su Yunling, channeling vital energy in his hand, striking toward Su Yunling, but Su Yunling was surrounded by a defense shield, leaving him unable to harm even a hair.

Bian Xingyuan’s eyes widened further, a hint of fear slowly creeping into his gaze.

"Merc...mercy... spare... my life..." His words were reduced to gurgles, rendering them incomplete.

Su Yunling tightened the grip on his hand, his gaze cold as if imbued with poison, steadily watching Bian Xingyuan.

Su Yunling looked at the near-death Bian Xingyuan, softly whispered, "She spared your life before, why don’t you cherish it?"

As Su Yunling’s words fell, Bian Xingyuan ceased to struggle, his eyes rolling back, and he perished directly.

Just as Bian Xingyuan stopped struggling, a piercing shrill voice sounded by his ears, "Yuan’er!"

Su Yunling, as if discarding trash, tossed Bian Xingyuan’s corpse away, then casually raised his hand to block the vital energy charging toward him.