Ling Xi picked up a sword on the ground and walked towards the only person left.

The man knelt down with tears on his face and said, "I did nothing! Don't hit me!" Ling Xi raised the sword in his hand and slashed at him.

The man closed his eyes in fear, and as the sound of brocade tearing passed, he opened his eyes again.

Ling Xi used his sword to cut off a piece of clothing on his body and tore it into a strip of cloth and tied it to the wound on his legs.

Ling Yingxi walked up to Ling Xi and asked him, "Is this... what you did?"

Ling Xi's murderous aura had not been completely taken back and said, "The rank does not determine everything. To me, these people are just some ordinary people with strength."

Ling Yingxi noticed that he was a little strange and asked, "Have you reached Mozhi Fifth Section?"

Ling Xi had just broken through to the fifth stage of Mozhi in the battle, and his physical fitness improved a lot.

"Sooner or later, I felt it was almost done a week ago." Ling Xi said calmly.

Ling Yingxi wanted to ask something else, Ling Xi pushed her away and walked into the woods and said, "The Wang family has been completely eliminated this time."

The Wang family disciple who had previously dragged Ling Yingxi disappeared in the woods, and he didn't even take the sword he had cut into two pieces and fled to the distance.

Ling Yingxi lowered her head and advised the Wang family disciples: "You should ask for help, otherwise something will happen."

The only uninjured Wang family disciple responded twice, took out a rocket and shot it into the sky.

After a while, several masters from the Spirit Cultivation Realm arrived here on big birds.

The leader jumped off the bird's back and saw the eyes of the five Wang family disciples who fell to the ground in front of him, and glanced at Ling Yingxi.

Ling Yingxi stood aside, without any explanation.

The guards in the spiritual cultivation realm checked the wounds of the five people and asked the unscathed Wang family disciple: "Did you pull the rocket?"

The man nodded anxiously and said, "Yes, it's me, take us out quickly!"

He didn't say anything, but just reached out to touch the boy whose neck bone was twisted by Ling Xi before.

The young man tilted his head, looked at him with a red face, and breathed the air with great difficulty.

After a while, the guard stood up and said, "The person who started the attack was good. If the angle was a little larger, the Huanzhu would cut his trachea and artery open. However, he couldn't save him well. He was disabled for life and was a useless person."

The surviving disciple of the Wang family looked full of glory on his face, and ran to the bird's back and urged: "Go away quickly! I don't want to be here!"

The guards carried the other five people and took them away.

Two days later, six members of the Ling family gathered in the courtyard to discuss the prey they obtained.

Ling Li took Ling Buchi, and their clothes looked very clean, and they must have not experienced any fierce battles.

He asked Ling Yingxi: "What have you found? We seem to have gone in the wrong direction and have never encountered any valuable prey."

Ling Yingxi smiled slightly and said confidently: "Don't worry, we will win this time."

Wang Lizhe led two people from the Wang family into the courtyard and stood aside with a expressionless face.

When Ling Li saw Wang Lizhe appear, he said to him: "Brother Wang? What have you found?"

Unexpectedly, Wang Lizhe just glanced at Ling Yingxi and his face turned into a pig's liver. He walked away without saying a word with the only two remaining people. One of them was the disciple of the Wang family who had escaped before.

Ling Li was a little strange. He looked at Ling Yingxi beside him, noticed something, and said, "Where is Ling Xi? Where is he?"
Chapter completed!