Chapter 637: Fight for life

"Tian Ziwen!"
Amid the roar, profound energy poured down and suppressed.
Tian Ziwen sneered, his profound energy rose sharply, and the two instantly fought together.
They are all three levels of cultivation base of Emperor Xuanhuang, and they are comparable in cultivation base.
However, Ling Wu was obviously inferior in martial arts moves.
The Tian family is an aristocratic family of Wuxue sect, and it must be better than the Ling family, who was born in Orion, on the matter of Xiuwu!
Therefore, even though the level of profound energy cultivation is the same, Ling Wu is slightly inferior in the response to the moves, and falls behind.
The master is like that, let alone the guards of the Ling family.
More than a dozen people under the absolute crush of forty or fifty people, they lost every minute, and gradually they didn't even have the power to parry, only to be beaten.
"what……"
Amid the continuous screams, Ling Wu was in a mess.
He was tortured and beaten, he instinctively wanted to rescue him.
Tian Ziwen was waiting for such an opportunity!
An opportunity to distract Ling Wu.
"boom!"
Profound energy burst out, and his palm hit Ling Wu's body firmly.
"puff!"
With blood surging, Ling Wu stepped back three steps, spouting a mouthful of blood.
Tian Ziwen's face showed complacency, and he withdrew and turned back.
"Ling Wu, it seems that next time you go out, you have to bring more people! You are the main member of the Ling family hunting team. If you get injured, we won't have to play!"
Raising his hand gently, he looked at the injured Ling Jiading on the ground with pity.
"Facts have proved that it is very important to the master! The master is a counselor, what can you be a slave?! Haha..."
He laughed triumphantly and left with his head raised.
This is just a game, you can win or lose, never see life or death.
Once there is death, then the two families will completely tear their faces.
It's not time to tear his face, so he must suppress the mania and murder in his heart.
"Ling Wu, take good care of your injuries! Let's go to the hunting ground to play slowly!"
The Tian family's Jia Ding cooperated with the wanton laugh, and left proudly.
The theater seemed to fall into silence for an instant, even the injured people tried their best to forbear, and deliberately suppressed their breathing.
Suddenly--
"Too bad!" Someone couldn't help but kicked the chair away.
"Yes! Master, let's fight with them?!"
Ling Wu's eyes were heavy: "What to spell? How to spell? What to use?"
"Fight with our lives!" A person stepped out, wiping the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, with hatred: "Even if I fight to death with their Tian family, I don't want to live so squandered!"
"Yes!"
"The big deal is death, it's better than being bullied every day..."
"Don't fight for the steamed buns, even if we die, we will die upright..."
Ling Wu slowly closed his eyes amidst the bursts of anger.
He didn't want to die happily, and he didn't want to live so uselessly.
But this is the above order, what can he do? !
"Okay, don't talk about useless nonsense! Find someone to clean this place... Old rules, broken things, let's pay half of the Ling family..."
He suddenly remembered being hit by Fei Ling Luo Yu and Feng Chenglin.
"Also, the corpses of those two people were buried...remember, make a thicker coffin! Although they are seeking death on their own, they are ultimately our burden!"
The people around him responded and went to clean up the mess.
Ling Wu turned his head to look at the surroundings with a green face, and started to leave.
Before he stepped out of the gate, an exclamation came from behind.
"Master, come and see!"
Ling Wu was shocked, are the two still alive? !