Two pieces of trash dared to provoke him?

Zhou Xing glared at Ling Dao angrily, and upon hearing Su Lun's words, he immediately looked at Su Lun in praise. Su Lun understood that Zhou Xing meant to beat him to death. As long as he did not beat Ling Dao to death, there would not be a big problem.

"A single punch is enough to deal with a small fry like you!"

He punched out, all of the power in his body converging onto his fists, Su Lun could already see Ling Dao being flung out. Su Lun did not use any martial arts. In his opinion, there was no need for this.

"How dare you act so arrogantly when you don't even have any ability! You'll be beaten to the point of crying for your parents later!"

Although he did not know why Zhou Xinghe wanted to deal with Ling Dao, given that Zhou Xinghe was alive, he naturally did not dare to disobey. In any case, he was only a little kid at the Bone Tempering stage, so it wasn't difficult for him to deal with him.

"I really didn't see it. It was just a punch from Su Lun, but he was so scared that he did not dare move!"

"You are the ones who are overestimating yourselves!"

Just as Su Lun's fists were less than a foot away from Ling Dao, Ling Dao finally moved. He opened up his ten fingers, and fiercely grabbed towards Su Lun's two fists.

"You're looking to die! Watch me break your palm!"

"Pa!"

A crisp sound came out. Just when everyone thought that Ling Dao was about to fly out, the next scene that happened left them stunned. Ling Dao's hands tightly gripped onto Su Lun's fists. He did not even take half a step back.

"Hiss …"

Sensing the pain from his fists, Su Lun inhaled a breath of cold air. Ling Dao's hands were like iron pincers as they tightly clenched onto Su Lun's fists. Su Lun looked at Ling Dao in disbelief. How could a Bone Tempering martial artist that couldn't even take a single blow be this strong?

Ling Dao bellowed, he suddenly grabbed Su Lun and started swinging Su Lun like a rod. In front of Ling Dao, a power of one thousand and five hundred kilograms simply wasn't enough. Being swung around by Ling Dao made Su Lun scared as well.

"Senior Zhou, save me, quickly save me!"

The whistling of the wind entered Su Lun's ears, and he was already trembling in fear. His cry for help woke Zhou Xing up from his shock. Seeing Su Lun dance like a rod, Zhou Xing frowned.

"Looks like this kid isn't so easy to deal with. Fortunately, he does not have a weapon with him. If I use my sword against him, he will definitely not be my match! "

On Zhou Xing's back, was a long sword. Even though it was an ordinary iron sword, having a weapon versus not having a weapon was an entirely different concept. Ling Dao did indeed have a thumb ring on his thumb, but unfortunately, no one knew that it was a Universe Ring. Let alone the outer sect disciples, even the inner sect disciples, and even the sect master of the Sky-splitting Sword Sect s, didn't have such a thing as a Universe Ring.

A Universe Ring's interior was naturally an empty s.p.a.ce, so it was naturally extremely precious. Forget about Zhou Xing possessing a Universe Ring, he had never even heard of a Universe Ring before. He did not believe that with a longsword in his hand, he would not be able to handle a Bone Tempering Jing Wuzhe.

"Boom!"

Ling Dao smashed Su Lun to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. Su Lun screamed miserably, his head received a huge impact and then fainted. Poor Su Lun did not even use any martial arts.

"Our Sky-splitting Sword Sect has always been famous for our swords. Senior brother will guide you in your sword techniques!"

"Shameless!"

"Using a weapon against an empty-handed person is really too much!"

The surrounding outer sect disciples all looked down on Zhou Xing, but no one would offend him because of him. Maybe they did not care about Zhou Xing, but no one wanted to offend the Zhou Xinghe behind Zhou Xing. At most, they would only sympathize with Ling Dao a little. As for the matter between Ling Dao and him, they would definitely not interfere.

The Nine Styles of Heaven Cracking, was the most basic sword style of the Sky-splitting Sword Sect. Ling Dao had only been here for a short time and was busy cultivating the Desolate Immortal Slaying Force during this time. He had not gone to the Scripture Pavilion to learn the Heaven Splitting Nine Styles yet.

"Forget it, I'll use you as a weapon!"

Looking at Su Lun who was lying on the ground, Ling Dao pulled him up immediately. Grasping both of Su Lun's arms, Ling Dao began to swing him again. Zhou Xing who was about to be pierced by the sword, turned pale with fright, if he were to directly stab with the sword, Su Lun might very well die on the spot. If he killed Su Lun, then Zhou Xing would definitely be in trouble.

Immediately, Zhou Xing forcefully changed the trajectory of the sword, this caused him to feel that the Qi in his body was not going well, and was extremely uncomfortable. After all, with his cultivation level, stabbing out a sword with all his might and then changing the trajectory of the sword wouldn't be an easy task.

Ling Dao was so accurate with his control over the fighter aircraft, he suddenly threw Su Lun out and smashed onto Zhou Xing's body. Zhou Xing used all his strength to dodge, but he was still smashed by Su Lun. He continuously retreated, and even his longsword almost slipped out of his hands.

Without waiting for Zhou Xing to stabilize his body, Ling Dao shot forward like a cannonball, using his fastest speed to stand in front of Zhou Xing. Without saying a word, Ling Dao waved his fists, and fiercely punched Zhou Xing's chin.

"This... That's incredible, Su Lun and Zhou Xing actually lost to a disciple who had just entered the sect! "

"Tsk tsk, I didn't realize that kid was such a ruthless character!" After this, the outer court will surely be very lively! "