Chapter 71

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"..." Kong Ling snorted with an unpleasant expression.

Everyone in the audience looked pale, as if they had not expected that the Demon Lord would also appear here at the same time.

However, most of the top combat forces in the cultivation world are gathered in this small inn at this time. Even if Demon Lord Tianxiao wants to do whatever he wants, he has to weigh it to see if he has the ability.

After realizing this, the Mahayana monks were no longer so flustered. Yu Qing was indeed an expert at maintaining sect friendships. He showed no fear when facing Ning Chen and said in a deep voice, "Demon Lord Tian Xiao?"

Ning Chen ignored him and stared at Kong Ling.

Kong Ling's expression also changed.

How come the Demon Lord appeared here quietly, and popped up at this critical moment?

Kong Ling glanced at Tian Xiao who was leaning on the ground, then looked at Xie Tingyun, and suddenly said, "Xie Tingyun, you and the Demon Lord really have a secret affair, right? Why are you so eager to find him to support you?"

Kong Ling seemed to have found a secret to defeating Xie Tingyun. He linked all the recent events together and suddenly realized, "I was wondering why the Demon Lord has appeared so frequently recently. You were together in the Nuwa Secret Realm, you were together in the siege of the Cultivation Realm, and now you are also together in entering the Resentful Ghost Realm. And you say you are old enemies?!"

The more he spoke, the clearer it became. He inadvertently glimpsed the redness on Xie Tingyun's wrist that was obviously caused by being pinched, and Ning Shen who was protected by Xie Tingyun. Then he realized something and frowned in disgust and said, "Xie Tingyun, you have a secret affair with the demons. You have abandoned your race and are ruthless and heartless. You have an affair with the Demon Lord while also having an affair with your useless pretty boy in the Golden Core Stage. You are indecisive and heartless! As the Holy Son of the Human Race, didn't your master teach you to keep yourself clean..."

When Xie Tingyun heard the words "Golden Core Stage useless pretty boy", his face instantly turned cold. He quickly drew his sword three-quarters of the way out of its sheath. However, before he could make a move, he heard a sharp explosion in the air.

Everyone's eyes just dazzled for an unknown reason, and the next moment they saw a long sword burning with a fierce black devilish aura breaking through the air and aiming at Kong Ling's pupils in an instant.

The terrifying pressure spread along with the wildly surging demonic aura, and the suffocating and cold pressure weighed heavily on everyone. Kong Ling's pupils shrank sharply as he looked at the tip of the knife heading straight for his pupils and the cold pressure that suppressed his entire body. For the first time, he had the illusion of being about to die.

Kong Ling's pupils trembled for a moment, and suddenly he shouted loudly, and his young and handsome face turned red. This finally broke through the pressure that was suppressing him.

The long sword in Kong Ling's hand suddenly appeared. He tilted his head to avoid Ning Chen's long sword, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand blocked in front of him in an instant -

The sharp blades collided with each other with a sharp and explosive sound. Kong Ling's knuckles were cracked and his palm was in great pain due to the impact at that moment.

Fortunately, he still blocked this fatal blow.

Kong Lingwu thought with great sarcasm: Even the dignified Demon Lord of the Silent Realm is just like this.

He can do what Xie Tingyun can do.

However, the railing on the second floor was already empty at this time.

The tall, black, gilded figure had appeared in front of Kong Ling without him noticing. Ning Chen raised his hand to grasp the hilt of the knife, raised the long knife slightly by half an inch, and then chopped down fiercely at Kong Ling!

Kong Ling used his old trick again, wanting to hold the long sword across the sky, hoping to continue

Block Ning Shen's attack.

But the next moment,

Everyone watched helplessly as the sword broke into several pieces because it could not withstand Ning Shen's furious blow.

The destruction of his natal sword caused Kong Ling to vomit blood in pain, and he involuntarily let go of the sword that was broken into only the hilt.

However, facing Ning Chen's continued chopping with the knife, he could not care about the pain anymore. He could only use his last bit of strength to turn his body, allowing Ning Chen's knife to grazed his neck and hit his shoulder.

It all happened so quickly and suddenly that the bystanders only had a blink of an eye before they heard Kong Lingming scream, followed by blood splattering.

The Mahayana practitioners beside him immediately took action to stop Ning Shen, but it was too late.

Kong Ling was knocked to the ground by Ning Chen. If there hadn't been someone nearby who blocked Ning Chen, the knife would have gone even deeper.

It took Kong Ling a long time to feel the severe pain coming from his shoulder, and he let out a slow and dull scream that was not like a human voice.

He had never experienced such severe pain in his life, and he almost collapsed from the pain.

Ning Chen's aura of pressure shook, pushing away the monks who were helping him. He drew out his long sword, and with a clang, it brushed past Kong Ling's eye and stabbed into the ground.

Ning Chen stepped on his chest, leaned down, stared at him with a cold smile, and said, "You betrayed your race? If Xie Tingyun hadn't entertained me, do you think the cultivation world would be as peaceful and respect you as your family? If Xie Tingyun hadn't protected the group of righteous cultivators in the Nuwa Secret Realm, do you think the bunch of rubbish in your sect could have come out of the Heavenly Secret Realm safely?"

Ning Chen looked at Kong Ling in confusion and said, "Like the strength just now, Xie Tingyun could take ten of my attacks and return ten to me, but you couldn't even take two of my attacks. How dare you say that you are always outshined by Xie Tingyun? Do you still need Xie Tingyun to suppress you? Can you even match him half a finger? We are both Mahayana, but the gap is so huge. I am really surprised."

"..." Kong Ling felt as if he was slapped dozens of times on both sides in public. The knife wounds on his body and face were burning with pain. He stammered and couldn't utter any words to refute.

"Bad heart and bad lung? Keeping a gigolo?" Ning Chen pulled out his knife, slapped his face with the blade stained with Kong Ling's blood, and sneered, "Let's not talk about whether it is true or not. Why do you care so much about your palace being built by the sea? When will it be your turn to make comments? Xie Tingyun's good temper doesn't mean that I have a good temper. If you scold him, he will treat you as a fellow tribesman and not fight with you. I won't do that."

I've seen people scolding in front of others, but I've never seen anyone so arrogant. He scolded three people with just one sentence, two of whom were quiet. The content of his scolding was completely groundless and bullshit.

Ning Chen let go of Kong Ling who was wailing quietly, drew his sword and shook off the blood on it with disdain, and said coldly: "After all, he is my lifelong enemy. What qualifications do you have to insult him? What do you have to humiliate him? Your natal sword that shattered with one strike?"

The whole audience was silent.

The other three elders of Liuyun Sect tacitly did not make any move to stop him. During the whole process, their faces gradually changed from sullen to relaxed. Seeing that the Demon Lord had calmed down a lot, they coughed lightly and said, "Demon Lord, we have no intention of causing a dispute. Saving people is more important now. Please help us."

Xie Tingyun walked forward, and when he passed by Ning Chen, he reached out and gently pinched Ning Chen's throbbing arm from an angle where no one could see, and his soothing intention was obvious.

Ning Chen lowered his eyes and reached out silently at this moment

Brushing the storage ring on Xie Tingyun's finger (),

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In order to avoid being discovered by Xie Tingyun, he hid in a very deep place.

Xie Tingyun brushed past him, walked in front of Kong Ling, squatted down, reached out to take out his usual hemostatic and spiritual tonic pill from his storage ring, pinched Kong Ling's chin and was about to feed it to him.

As a result, Kong Ling struggled and turned his head away, staring at the pill in Xie Tingyun's hand and said coldly: "Xie Tingyun, you are playing the good cop and you take this kind of pill?"

Ning Chen's anger grew after hearing these words. He picked up the knife he had just wiped and was about to stab him, but Xie Tingyun, realizing the situation was not good, reached out and held him back.

Xie Tingyun said "oh", put away his pills, clapped his hands, stood up, and said, "Then I won't sing anymore, you can do whatever you want."

Kong Ling: “?!”

Ning Chen stared down at Xie Tingyun's arm, snorted coldly, and said: "Xie Tingyun, are you really a Mahayana cultivator? Why are you so different from other Mahayana cultivators? The young master chewed your pills as candy, but you are still saving them for emergency medicine."

Ning Chen said in a sinister tone, "It's better to save some. Then you can save a life. You don't even need to be treated. Just die."

Xie Tingyun: "..."

Yuqing Zhenren finally couldn't stand it anymore and said with a serious face: "Kongling, learn from this lesson and be more restrained. Not everyone is like you who has everything since childhood."

The third and fourth level pills cost fifty spirit stones each, which was too expensive for Jindan and Yuanying. Kongming could barely afford it at the beginning, and he only stockpiled a few pills at a time as life-saving medicine. Only after he achieved enlightenment could he take the pills at this stage as regular medicine.

After reaching Mahayana, the endurance of third and fourth level elixirs is indeed a bit behind, but the advantage is that the quantity is large, and stacking a large number can have a similar effect.

For monks who are often injured, the consumption of elixirs is a huge amount of monthly expenses.

You should know that the price of elixirs above the fifth level has increased exponentially. It is okay to have a few elixirs on hand for emergency use, but if you buy all elixirs above the fifth level, ordinary cultivators simply cannot afford it.

These Mahayana masters also climbed up step by step from practicing Qi, and indeed accumulated a considerable amount of savings in the sect, but most of the savings were used for sect expenses and their own disciples, so when the savings came into their own hands, they were always reluctant to spend them too extravagantly.

Kong Ling was helped up. He seemed a little bit incredulous. However, when he glanced at the fellow practitioners present, he found that they were either silent or frowning slightly, with a look of disapproval.

Kong Ling: "No...are you really only using these?!"

Ning Chen was about to raise his sword and chop towards Kong Ling after hearing this, but Xie Tingyun hurriedly stopped him. He was almost angry to death: "Why are you stopping me? He has no need to have that mouth."

Kong Ling was able to hit the nail on the head with every word he said, and Ning Chen didn't know how he could do it.

Xie Tingyun really used some strength to press Ning Chen's knife down, and sighed: "Okay, Tianxiao, leave it to me."

Xie Tingyun turned around and looked at Kong Ling, half of his body was covered in blood. He was silent for a while, but his first words were: "He held back."

“…”

Xie Tingyun looked at Kong Ling's hands that were still shaking uncontrollably and said softly, "If Tian Xiao had used just a little more strength, he would have been able to completely shatter the bones in your hands."

As expected, Xie Tingyun saw Kong Ling's face suddenly turn pale.

The bones in his hand were completely shattered. For a swordsman who wields a sword in his hand, this is an injury that is enough to destroy his foundation and is difficult to reverse.

No matter how powerful a medical saint's medical skills are, a hand that has been shattered and then grown back again will ultimately be very different from the original intact hand.

In actual combat, even the slightest tremor or deviation of the sword tip will become a perfect opportunity for a counterattack.

"Your Qingxiao Sect is one of the sects that is willing to participate for the sake of their own disciples. Because you are young and powerful, and the first Mahayana in Qingxiao Sect in nine hundred years, they are pinning their hopes of bringing back their own disciples on you."

Xie Tingyun said, "You can hate whoever you want, but you also know that the world of cultivation emphasizes cause and effect. You have caused trouble because of your personal likes and dislikes, causing you to be injured halfway before you even start your mission. When you enter the realm of resentful ghosts, how can you bring back your fellow disciples? How can you explain to your teachers?"

"Ah," Ning Chen crossed his arms and said in a sinister tone, "You still have another way, that is to ask your rival Xie Tingyun, who plays the good cop and is only willing to use some candy-like pills to heal your injuries, betrays his race, is heartless and ungrateful, has a bad heart and lungs, and likes to raise useless pretty boys in the Jindan stage, to bring him out for you."

"..." Kong Ling's face was completely pale.