Chapter 378: 　Nonsense

Will Tyrant stop because of an elder? Obviously...no.
Ye Yusheng is too familiar with the character of Tyrant Sword, this guy will never act because of the threat of the opponent, and it may even... kill more smoothly.
Elder Li Huomen must be very strong. With such a strong potential opponent, it is too late for this guy to be happy.
It was precisely because he was familiar with Ba Dao's character that he did not help. Since Ba Dao said that he would do it, Ye Yusheng would not get involved.
"call……"
Tyrant took a deep breath and looked at Ling Hui with some excitement: "If I kill you, will your uncle come to me?"
Ling Hui thought he was scared, and said quickly: "That's for sure. My uncle took care of me like my son, let alone killing me. Even if I lose a hair today, my uncle will find you personally. "
"Since you are afraid, let me go, I promise that we will forget about today's affairs, but... Fei Chen's death, you need to give me an explanation."
"Explain?" Ba Dao didn't react for a while.
With confidence, Ling Hui sneered: "Fei Chen is also a disciple from the Huo Sect anyway. It's not justified to die without a reason. Why don't you two offer all the treasures on your body, and I will settle this matter."
Tyrannical Dao almost didn't stop laughing, looking at him with an interesting expression and asking, "Can you settle it?"
"Dare you look down on me?"
Ling Hui had blown up his hair at the time, with the expression of the boss of the sky and the second child, standing condescendingly on horseback, pointing to the two and saying: "I tell you, at the door of the fire, there is nothing that Ling Hui can't manage. thing."
"Ok."
Ba Dao didn't want to go down with this waste ink.
Ling Hui continued: "Then hurry up and offer your treasures, as long as I am satisfied, I will spare your lives today."
"boom!"
As soon as Ling Hui's voice fell, a huge blade of light appeared on his head.
Dao Mang appeared suddenly, making him unresponsive for a while.
Isn't it scared? Why are you still shot? Are you scared?
"when!"
Before the heavy sword hit Ling Hui's body, it was blocked by a flame, and the blade's light was annihilated. Then, Ling Hui's chest was broken with a ‘click’.
This sudden scene made Ling Hui stunned for a moment, and then he furiously stood on horseback, with a bitter look in his eyes pointing at the Tyrant Sword: "You bastard, you dare to take action against the young master. If you do, I will tell you. Just wait for my uncle to chase him down."
Overlord: "..."
Isn't this a good match?
Ling Hui, who still understood what had happened, jumped off his horse, came to Ba Dao, and slapped him in the face.
"Snapped."
Naturally, Ling Hui's hand would not fall on Ba Dao's face, but the wrist held by Ba Dao.
"Oh, huh? Do you dare to stop?"
Ling Hui became even more angry, and his expression gradually changed hideously: "If you dare to hide again, I will let my uncle kill your family."
After speaking, he lifted his other hand and slapped it towards Ba Dao's face.
"Hey!"
But this time, it was not the hand of the tyrant that caught the hand of his slap, but the blade.
The sharp blade directly cut off Ling Hui's wrist.
"..."
Ling Hui was dumbfounded. He looked at the wrist spurting blood without knowing why, and then screamed like a pig: "Ah...my hand..."
"You dare to cut off my hand. I want to kill your whole family, not only your whole family, but also you, the person leaning on the tree, and Xiaoqiu Village. Everyone will pay the price."
Ling Hui's expression at the moment was savage and crazy: "You can't die if you want to die now. I want you to survive, and I will cut off the meat from your body piece by piece, and let you eat it... …"
"Hey!"
The heavy knife appeared in front of Ling Hui's neck. Sen Leng's murderous intent caused Ling Hui to close his mouth subconsciously, and the resentment and hideousness in his eyes were replaced by surprise.
Then he saw the extremely strong murderous in the eyes of the person in front of him.
Suddenly, his body was dazzling... an impossible possibility suddenly appeared in his mind.
impossible……
Ling Hui shook his head vigorously. He didn't believe that someone on the site away from the fire door would dare not give his uncle face.
But the murderous intent of the person in front of him is never false from time to time, that is the look of the real murderer.
"You..." A trace of horror slowly appeared on Ling Hui's face.
"Say it, why don't you say it?" Ba Dao said.
"I...you..."
"What about me? What about you?"
"You...you can't...kill me..." Ling Hui swallowed. The crisis of death made him forget the pain of his wrist being cut.
"Because of killing you, your uncle will come to kill me? Or kill my whole family?"
"Yes, ah...no...no..." Ling Hui knew that his guess was correct. The person in front of him was not scared by his threats from beginning to end, and his murderous intent had not changed from the beginning.
"What's right? What's wrong?" Ba Dao didn't know what he was asking, he just thought it was interesting.
"..."
Ling Hui didn't know how to answer, he was afraid that if the answer was wrong, this person would really kill him.
"Is there nothing to say?" Ba Dao felt a little okay: "Since there is nothing to say, then go to death."
"Don't..."
Ling Hui was horrified.
But before he could finish his words, the blade slashed across his neck, and a trace of cold chill began to rise from Ling Hui's spine, and instantly spread throughout his body.
"Hehe..."
Ling Hui used his intact right hand to firmly cover his neck, the astonishment in his eyes once again became spiteful: "You...you...my...uncle..."
"I know."
Tyrant knife carried the blood-stained heavy knife on his shoulders: "Your uncle will come to kill me and give you revenge, but...you are destined to not see this scene, and I will look forward to your uncle's arrival."
"boom."
His last words seemed as if a poisonous thorn plugged Ling Hui's throat, making him unable to look at him until he died.
Especially the sentence that you are destined not to see this scene is equivalent to another fiercely stabbing Ling Hui's dying heart, and then stabs his head violently, causing his soul to be annihilated with it.
Yes,
What use is it even if his uncle will avenge him? After all, he can no longer enjoy this colorful world, and the final point is, his uncle, who is the elder from the fire door, will avenge him?
If his uncle really cares about him, how can he let him and Feichen do things that can't be on the table?
There is no answer to everything.
Ling Hui regretted it, regretting why he had to provoke the man with the knife.
"boom."
His thoughts stopped, and his body fell to the ground, gradually becoming cold.