4125 One-on-one or group fight?



"This ... This senior ... We are just the disciples of the branch family of the Yuwen family. What happened just now has nothing to do with us. Please be magnanimous and not hold it against us." The few people's teeth were chattering, and they forced out a smile that was uglier than crying. They stammered, and it seemed that they were quite frightened.

Their judgment was still good. They could see that these Ling clan disciples in front of them all followed Ling Chuxi's lead, but they did not know how to address her. Calling her 'miss' would not be enough respect. Calling her 'big sister' would probably end up worse than Yuwen Sicheng. After thinking about it, they could only call her 'senior'.

"I'll give you two choices. First, fight him one-on-one. " Ling Chuxi did not waste her breath on them. She pointed at Meng Zheng, then at Ling Yixin and the others and said,"the second option is to fight them as a group. No matter which one you choose, as long as you win, you can leave. I will definitely not make things difficult for you."

"What?" Not only the Yuwen family members, but even Ling Yixin and the others were stunned.

"I'll count to three. If you don't choose, we'll make our move. " As Ling Chuxi spoke, she released the aura of a late stage monarch. Following that, Ling zhongxuan also released the aura of a peak monarch.

Those people were shocked. Didn't they say that Ling Ziyun was the strongest master among the second and third generation of the Ling family? why did a late stage and peak stage monarch appear here? Ling Chuxi was at the late stage of the monarch level, and they were confident that they could fight her to a draw. But Ling zhongxuan was at the peak of the monarch level, and he was definitely not someone they could compete with.

This was also because they did not understand Ling Chuxi at all. Otherwise, they would rather face the challenge of three peak Emperor level cultivators than fight with Ling Chuxi, who was only at the late stage of Emperor level.

Following that, something that shocked them even more happened. A faintly discernible aura was emitted from Huangfu qingjue's body, and it was so oppressive that it was hard for them to breathe. However, it also gave off an ethereal feeling that was out of this world.

Their legs, which had just stabilized with great difficulty, began to tremble violently again.

They had only felt this kind of pressure from the clan head and the elders. Could it be that the person in front of them was actually a divine-level expert?

"I've kicked an iron plate, no, a steel plate!" The few of them were so regretful that they wanted to cry. Where was the arrogance from before?

"One ... Two ..." Ling Chuxi did not give them the chance to regret.

Following Ling Chuxi's words, Ling zhongxuan slowly pulled out his long sword. The faint smile on Huangfu qingjue's face also gradually turned cold.

The sky was so gloomy, as if a storm was coming.

"Choose them, we'll choose them." The few of them felt a chill in their hearts as they pointed at Ling Yixin and the others.

Even though Meng Zheng looked like he had been severely injured, the might of that blade had left a huge shadow in their hearts. When they recalled the moment when Meng Zheng had allowed the sword to pierce through his chest, the calm and cold expression on his face made their palms break out in cold sweat. If a person could be so ruthless to himself, then how ruthless would he be to his enemies?

Yuwen Sicheng, who had yet to get up, was the best example. That was a peak Emperor level expert, and even if Meng Zheng had only used the back of the blade, it wasn't hard to imagine how powerful that attack was. They didn't want to follow in Yuwen Sicheng's footsteps.

In comparison, Ling Yixin and the others were easier to deal with. Even though there were many of them, the strongest among them were only Ling Zhongxiao and Ling Yitong, two initial stage monarch level Masters. They should not pose any threat to him.