4122 To stand up or to rely on oneself



Ling Yixin and the others 'hearts sank. They might have the advantage in numbers, but other than Ling Chuxi and Ling zhongxuan, the rest of them had limited cultivation. Against three late stage and one peak stage Emperor, they would not be able to withstand a single blow.

"Do you need my help?" Huangfu qingjue asked indifferently.

He could also see the difference in cultivation between the two of them. However, from the first day they met, he had tried his best not to interfere in Ling Chuxi's matters. Even if it was a matter of life and death, unless it was absolutely necessary, he would not make a move. Only by experiencing life and death, only through constant training, would Ling Chuxi be able to grow faster. Ling Chuxi did not disappoint him either. She even often brought him surprises that surprised him.

This had become his habit, and this time was no exception.

Ling Yixin and the others all looked at Huangfu qingjue with anticipation and admiration. Whether it was his divine-level strength or his status as a judge, Huangfu qingjue was definitely above Yuwen Sicheng. As long as he was willing to step in, Yuwen Sicheng probably wouldn't even have the courage to make a move.

However, Huangfu qingjue was born with a mysterious and cold aura. In addition to his respected status as a judge, if Ling Chuxi did not say anything, they would not dare to ask for help.

"There's no need. If the Ling family wants to stand up, we'll have to rely on ourselves. " Ling Chuxi shook her head and said indifferently,"Meng Zheng, is there any problem?"

"No, I didn 't," Meng Zheng's eyes were as cold as water as he walked toward Yuwen Sicheng with his saber on his back.

Under the glow of the setting sun, Meng Zheng's broken arm was particularly eye-catching. It was somewhat desolate and tragic, but his steps were so steady. His back, which was not tall, was solid and solid.

"Sister Chuxi, why did you let him go?" Ling Yixin asked in confusion.

Although Meng Tian's temperament was dull, in LAN Xinyu's words, she always had a cold and distant face, but after staying in the Ling family for so long, the people of the Ling family also had some understanding of this strange guard, Ling Chuxi. They knew that he was in the middle stage of the Emperor level.

Logically speaking, even if Huangfu qingjue did not need to make a move, it should be Ling Chuxi herself or Ling zhongxuan. Why would they let Meng Zheng, who was in the middle stage of the sovereign level, make a move? was he sending him to his death?

"Middle stage of the sovereign level, it's actually the middle stage of the sovereign level. Looks like there's no one left in the Ling clan to carry on the family line, hahahaha." Meng Zheng didn't deliberately hide his strength, and Yuwen Sicheng could easily see through him. He also didn't know that he wasn't a Ling clan disciple, so he laughed wildly.

"Do we need to kill him?" Standing in front of Yuwen Sicheng, Meng Zheng examined him and asked softly.

"Let's spare his dog life for now, but there's no need to give him any face. " Ling Chuxi said.

Ling Chuxi did not like to kill people because sometimes, not killing was even crueler than killing. Wouldn't it be more comfortable to deal with someone like Yuwen Sicheng, an eye for an eye, ten times or a hundred times more?

"I understand. It's better to die than to live, right? I understand." Meng Zheng nodded.

"You think you have the right to talk big? you really don't know the immensity of heaven and earth!" Yuwen Sicheng felt that water must have entered the brains of these people from the Ling clan. First, it was Ling Zi Yun. He was clearly only at the middle stage of the sovereign realm, but he still rushed over to die. Now, not only did water enter his brain, even his eyes were not very good. He clearly saw that he was about to beat Ling Zi Yun into a dead dog, but he still dared to come and seek a beating.

Even if you're looking for death, he can't blame me! Yuwen Sicheng's heart hardened, and he even disregarded the orders of the Council, slashing his sword at Meng Zheng.