Ling Qingya’s hand clutched the phone tightly, her eyebrows deeply furrowed, her face full of worried expression.
"I’ll go with you."
Ye Luo’s voice suddenly rang out, and as Ling Qingya turned around, she saw that Ye Luo’s eyes were already open, his gaze fixed on her.
"Ye Luo, I..." Ling Qingya wanted to say sothing, but Ye Luo got off the bed and walked over to her, holding her tightly in his arms.
"No matter what, he is your father. We can’t just stand by and watch him die. Besides, if I’m not wrong, this matter should have sothing to do with crippling that guy Qin Feng," Ye Luo said indifferently.
Ling Qingya’s expression tensed, and she looked at Ye Luo, "Are you saying that the Qin family is behind this?"
"To be precise, it should be Qin Feng’s father, Qin Tianming, seeking revenge for his son, which is why he wants you and to go together," Ye Luo narrowed his eyes, a cold light flashing through.
"Then isn’t it very dangerous for you to go? I think it’s better not to..."
"Enough, don’t say anymore. Since this matter started because of , let deal with it," Ye Luo said in a deep voice.
Half an hour later, Ye Luo and Ling Qingya arrived outside a chemical factory on the outskirts of Jingcheng City.
The moonlight was very dim tonight, and not a single star could be seen in the sky, giving off a very oppressive feeling. Ye Luo held Ling Qingya’s hand tightly as they walked into the chemical factory. At this mont, his Clairvoyant Eye had already activated, allowing him to see everything inside the factory clearly, which made him frown slightly.
"Whatever happens, stay behind and don’t move. I will protect you," Ye Luo whispered to Ling Qingya.
"Mm," Ling Qingya held Ye Luo’s hand tightly and nodded.
Then the two of them walked straight into the chemical factory, where everywhere was filled with pipes and chemical equipnt, and the air was faint with the sll of chemical materials.
"Qin Tianming, co out!"
Ye Luo’s eyes scanned the entire factory with blade-like sharpness, and he coldly called out.
"Ye Luo, you finally ca!"
A sinister voice filled with endless murderous intent and anger rang out. Qin Tianming’s figure slowly walked out, his face twisted, his features ferocious, his whole body exuding a terrible murderous intent as he stared at Ye Luo, his eyes filled with bloodthirsty color.
Clearly, because of what happened to Qin Feng, Qin Tianming was completely filled with killing intent towards Ye Luo. After all, Qin Feng was his only bloodline, and now that he was crippled by Ye Luo, his anger was imasurable.
Next to Qin Feng stood a large group of people, each exuding a cold aura, holding sharp knives, and gazing directly at Ye Luo.
"You want to deal with ; let Ling Huatao go," Ye Luo said coldly.
With a wave of Qin Tianming’s hand, two n dragged out the body of Ling Huatao, who was covered in blood and scars, looking extrely wretched. He had clearly been tortured a lot by Qin Tianming before.
"Dad!"
Seeing Ling Huatao like this, Ling Qingya’s complexion changed, and she involuntarily called out, her eyes filled with concern.
"Qing Ya... save ..." Ling Huatao’s lips were cracked, calling out to Ling Qingya.
"Let the person go," Ye Luo said in a stern voice.
"Release them? Rest assured, once you’re dead, I will send your father-in-law and your fiancée straight to hell to join you," Qin Tianming snorted coldly, waving his hand—his n, brandishing their sharp knives, rushed toward Ye Luo.
"Since that’s the case, then I need not hold back," Ye Luo retorted with a cold shout, stepping forward with a wave of his hand—a dazzling silver flash streaked by, and imdiately the bodies of the n at the forefront stiffened, blood sprayed uniformly from their throats, and they fell to the ground one after another.
What Ye Luo had brandished was the soft sword he had obtained in the Mysterious Valley—truly sharp-edged, its brilliance matching that of a divine weapon, a sword that demanded blood once unsheathed.
The rest of the n stumbled in their steps, looking at Ye Luo with shocked expressions. Nevertheless, he stepped forward, swinging his soft sword swiftly.
Although he was not skilled in swordsmanship, the divine weapon in his hand greatly enhanced his attack power, and in the blink of an eye, all these wretches t their end beneath his blade.
Just at that mont, inside the factory, four figures burst forth, each wielding a long knife or longsword. All four had stepped into the Innate Middle Stage, high-caliber experts cultivated by the Qin Family.
Clang, clang, clang!
In the blink of an eye, four crisp and clear clanging sounds echoed as Ye Luo’s soft sword collided with the weapons of those four n, sparks flying. Each was repelled by Ye Luo’s single move, his current strength so great he had no fear of equals.
"Die!"
Ye Luo’s expression tensed, the Nine Yang Mystic Art coursing through his body, Nine Yang True Qi infusing his soft sword. Instantly, the flexible blade stiffened, emitting a fierce sword qi. The light rippled along the blade, engraved with the characters "Ling Yun," radiating a formidable aura.
"Annihilate!"
With a low shout, a fierce killing intent flashed in Ye Luo’s eyes. As he stepped forward, employing the rudints of Dragon Soaring Nine Heavens he had just learned, he thrust his soft sword forward with explosive force.
In an instant, a blinding light flickered. Qin Tianming only saw Ye Luo’s figure blur, his soft sword tracing an arc. Suddenly, the four Innate Experts of the Qin Family stiffened.
A thin line of blood appeared across their necks; as it blood, blood gushed forth. Those four Innate Middle Stage experts all collapsed, slain in a mont by Ye Luo.
Ye Luo’s terrifying performance shook Qin Tianming to the core, causing his complexion to shift repeatedly.
"It seems this young man has grown much stronger."
In a room on the second floor of the chemical factory, a man draped in a black cloak exuded a chilly, sinister aura as he spoke in a cold voice, a man in black standing beside him.
"Master, this might not be so easy to handle. Shall I make a move?" the man in black suggested.
"For soone like him, brute force is not the answer. You rely need to exploit his weakness for a fatal blow," the man in the black cloak said ominously.
"Understood," the man nodded.
Qin Tianming soon recovered from his shock, his voice grave. "Boy, don’t celebrate too soon. Today, this place will be your grave."
"Let everyone else co out," Ye Luo’s eyes swept across the pitch-dark chemical factory as he uttered coldly.
Roar!
A low growl akin to that of a wild beast reverberated through the air, followed by a huge figure charging at Ye Luo, a punch carrying the weight of a thousand pounds hurling toward him unexpectedly.
The sa wild bear that had appeared last ti in the hotel once again charged out, slamming a ferocious punch toward Ye Luo.
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