Ling Tian didn't care, and there was even a hint of admiration in his eyes: "If it were anyone else, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to resist such a tricky swordsmanship."

"It's a pity that you met me."

Confident words fall.

The wicker in Ling Tian's hand was in a hurry.

at once!

The wicker stick in Ling Tian's hand actually made a scream that broke through the air again. In just the blink of an eye, it slashed down towards Su Shiyun with absolute grace.

The soft wicker, in Ling Tian's hands, showed strength and hardness beyond imagination.

Just in the blink of an eye.

The wicker in Ling Tian's hand was even wrapped around the long sword. Ling Tian's eyes showed a cold light: "Let me go!"

Roared down.

Power rises.

Ling Tian hummed softly, his wrist shook, and he tore off the long sword in the blink of an eye. The long sword fell out of his hand, and Su Shiyun's expression changed greatly, and her face turned red.

It seemed as if he felt a great shame and humiliation.

Before she could think about it, Ling Tian snorted coldly: "Today, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of your family."

The words fell for a moment.

Ling Tian didn't say anything, and immediately slapped Su Shiyun's hands with the wicker in his hand.

This time, Ling Tian could be said to have used all his strength.

"ah!"

Su Shiyun was in terrible pain, and her face was full of pain and grievance, but Ling Tian had no intention of letting her go, and two more wicker sticks fell on Su Shiyun's calves.

at once.

There were several red marks on the calf under the pleated skirt.

She squatted down in pain.

The old man was also stunned by the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but snorted: "That's enough."

A low growl.

There was a cold light in the old man's eyes, and a solid coercion spread instantly. Ling Tian was also shocked: "Another powerful person gathering respect?"

The mind is down.

Ling Tian turned around and looked at the old man who got up calmly: "What? Your granddaughter can't beat her. You want to stand up for your granddaughter, don't you?"

The old man saw that Ling Tian was still so calm and calm in the face of his own pressure, and he felt a surge of admiration in his heart: "Young man is arrogant, but he is also young and promising. He is really good."

The mind is down.

There was even more appreciation in the old man's heart: "Young man, why do you need to go to war to compete in martial arts?"

"Ah."

Ling Tian disdainfully said: "If I had not cultivated well enough, I would probably have my throat cut off with a sword right now."

The old man was choked and couldn't speak for a moment. The woman on the ground ran to the old man's side aggrievedly. Looking at her hands covered with red marks, she was so aggrieved that she almost shed tears: "Grandpa, you must give me this."

This guy needs a lesson, he first laughed at you and then bullied me."

"Poetry!"

The old man's tone couldn't help but become dignified: "If you lose, you lose. Don't you want to imitate the Tan family?"

"I......"

Su Shiyun's face turned red and she was very angry, but there was nothing she could do. Ling Tian also chuckled: "If you had such an awareness just now, how could I sigh softly?"

kindness?

The old man recalled what he had just said, that the Tan family was humiliated and bullied others in order to save face. Now that he thought about it carefully, it was rude. The old man even shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I have spent my whole life, but I have never escaped from it. There is no such thing as face."

"Today I heard your advice, but I am old and narrow-minded."

The old man's attitude actually made Ling Tian feel good in his heart. He turned around for a moment and whispered: "As the price of the red mark on your granddaughter's hand, I kindly remind you."
Chapter completed!