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Uncle Liang glared at Qin shaozhong. If he hadn\'t jumped out and spouted a bunch of nonsense, he would have made a move long ago. Why would he wait until now?

If it was any other time, he would have slapped a mere disciple of a small family clan who had not even reached the Emperor level in front of him. However, because he still had a mission to complete, he did not argue with Qin shaozhong and walked straight towards Ling Chuxi.

He still had his hands behind his back and was taking light steps as if he was taking a leisurely stroll. However, as he took that step, a powerful aura surged over like a mountain.

Ou Yulu\'s feet sank and she fell to the ground under the pressure of the aura.

Uncle Ling and the others \'expressions changed drastically. They had long guessed that this old man was very strong, but now it seemed that he was even stronger than they had imagined. With just a single step, even Uncle Ling, a late stage sovereign level master, felt his breathing become heavy.

"Young master, let\'s go!" Uncle Ling did not dare to hesitate. Taking advantage of the fact that the other party had not used his full strength, he drew out his long sword and flew towards the old man.

Meng Zheng also knew that if the old man had used his full strength, they might not even have had the chance to attack. Thus, he raised his blade and slashed wildly at uncle Ling.

The guard had received strict training from his clan since he was a child, so his reaction was much better than that of an ordinary expert of the same level. He was only a little slower, and he also raised his sword to attack the old man.

Ling Chuxi did not expect uncle Ling to suddenly make a move. It was too late to stop him. She could only display Luo Chen sword and follow up with an attack.

The monarch level was considered as an expert even in the ancient aristocratic families. They even had a late stage monarch level expert like uncle Ling.

For a moment, the sword light and saber Qi pierced the sky, and the sun above his head was overshadowed by the sharp sword light and saber intent.

Uncle Liang\'s gaze was slightly surprised. He was not surprised that uncle Ling, Meng Zheng, and the others could release such sword gleams and saber intents. After all, their strength was there for all to see. However, Ling Chuxi\'s abyss sword gleam was actually stronger than Meng Zheng\'s and the Guard\'s by a few points. It was not even inferior to uncle Ling \'s.

However, the problem was that she was only at the middle stage of the monarch level. She was clearly one level lower than the others. This Ling Chuxi was indeed a little strange. No wonder the young master would let him take action. It was a good thing that he had set up a domain restriction when Ling Yin\'s illusion realm was about to open. Otherwise, it would be difficult to keep all of them here.

Although uncle Liang was surprised, he did not take this level of attack to heart. Although the difference between the divine level and the monarch level was only one level, there was a world of difference.

With a wave of his hand, a vigorous Qi force surged out.

The sword ray and saber Qi that uncle Ling and the others had used all their strength to strike out were instantly shattered. However, the Qi strength did not stop. It continued to blast towards uncle Ling and the others like a violent storm.

"Pfft!" Although the Qi-Jin had not completely hit their bodies, uncle Ling and the others all spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time.

The faces of uncle Ling and the others turned pale. This was only the aftermath of the Qi-Jin, and it was already so terrifying. If his Qi-Jin were to land on his body, he would definitely not have a chance to live.

At this critical moment, an ancient broken tower fell from the sky and blocked in front of the few people.

With a loud bang, the huge broken tower was sent flying backward, but fortunately, it managed to block uncle Liang\'s fatal blow.

Uncle Ling and the others fell to the ground. Although they were still holding their weapons tightly, they were all in a sorry state and were obviously injured.

Uncle Liang\'s move had succeeded, but he did not pursue and attack. Instead, he looked at Ling Chuxi with interest.