Chapter 80: Long Wings Flew Away? (Second Update) Text/Ru Yu Xiao Xiang

  "Hmph, Ling Wusuo, you'd better put away those petty thoughts of yours." Jiang Yi followed closely behind, his face dark and gloomy. But in an instant, his expression changed, and he spoke to Shuixian'er with a fawning tone: "Miss, this woman is full of tricks, let's get rid of her quickly before she escapes."

  Ling Wushuang was definitely holding on for dear life, waiting for reinforcements. He would never let his guard down and give her this opportunity!

  However, Jiang Yi did not expect that if he wanted to call for reinforcements, why didn't Ling Wushuang head in the direction of the Ling family.

  "Shut up!" The urgency in Jiang Yi's voice was palpable, with a hint of command. Water Fairy, who had always been high and mighty, immediately fell silent, her face darkening as she rebuked him, "Scram! I don't need you telling me what to do."

  Jiang's family was just a dog in her holy temple, when would it be his turn for Jiang Yi to command her.

  "Is" Jiang Yi's face twisted slightly, his hand clenched into a fist in his sleeve, and the veins on his arm bulged. In the end, he gritted his teeth and endured it. This brainless woman, wasn't she just relying on the backing of the Holy Temple? Which aspect was Jiang Yi inferior to her?

  However, in order to get Xian'er to take action, Jiang Yi could only stand by and swallow his anger, not thinking that the revenge plan he had been designing for so long would be ruined all at once.

  Ling Wushuang looked at the two people in the nest and couldn't help but snort, "Letting you two make such a big fuss, should I feel honored?"

  "Ling Wusong, keep pretending then." Shuixian'er's eyes flashed with a hint of malice as she gazed at Ling Wusong, who was surrounded by dozens of Shengtang disciples. She raised her hand to signal the people behind her to retreat, and she didn't believe it - this woman wasn't afraid at all.

  Ling Wushuang slightly curled her lips, but didn't say a word.

  Shuixian'er stepped forward a few steps, her tone fierce and menacing, desperately trying to provoke Ling Wudong. "Killing you would be too easy for you! Last time, you made this holy maiden lose face completely. Today, I'll personally take it back and make you pay back a hundredfold!"

  She hated this woman's pretentious calm demeanor, it made her want to rip her face apart.

  "Oh?" Ling Wu Shuang stood calmly on the spot, her eyebrows slightly raised, "I'm so scared, I'm afraid to death"

  The narcissus was so angry that she gritted her teeth, but it was actually herself who was enraged. Her charming eyes gleamed with a fierce light as she suddenly sprang up and shouted: "Huang Jin Suo"

  The golden rope in Shuixian'er's hand transformed into a golden light, like a golden snake, swift as lightning, and rapidly coiled towards Ling Wushuang's face.

  Facing the attack of narcissus, Ling Wushuang did not slack off. Her slender legs kicked out, moving as swiftly as a rabbit, and with a nimble jump, she quickly dodged.

  The golden rope in Su Xian'er's hand can defend and attack, and it is absolutely a precious treasure.

  "Ling Wushuang, you think that with just your little three-legged cat skills, you can avoid the Golden Whip of this Holy Maiden?" Shuixian'er let out a cold snort, her two fingers together drawing an arc shape in mid-air.

  At this time, the golden rope that had brushed past Ling Wu's side seemed to be pulled, as if it had gained a life of its own, and suddenly made a sharp turn, wrapping itself around Ling Wu's body.

  In the beautiful eyes of Shuixian'er, a layer of intense poison was added, with a hint of disdain and contempt. She grasped Ling Wushuang, that woman, and then slowly tortured her, not allowing Ling Wushuang to humbly beg for mercy, unable to dispel the hatred in her heart!

  Huang Jin Su swiftly departed, and Shui Xian Er raised her hand to sprinkle water. In an instant, a strange and eerie aura was released from her entire body.

  Ling Wushuang dodges and weaves, golden threads entwining, hiding and circling again, pursuing relentlessly without letting go.

  Shuixian'er raised her hand swiftly, a hint of pride in her eyes. Her Golden Locks were not something that even saints dared to take lightly, let alone Ling Wusuo, a mere 9th-grade Tianxuan. Taking her down would be as easy as turning one's palm.

  "This thing isn't bad" Ling Wushuang turned around, lightly spinning in mid-air, seemingly having played enough, a gentle laugh slipped out of his throat, "Then I'll take my leave"

  Before the words had fallen, Ling Wusuo's slender fingers stretched out and grasped the golden light that was as fast as lightning, the golden chain was like a snake with its neck caught, after a few twists and turns, it calmed down.

  "What? How is this possible?" Xian'er's beautiful eyes widened instantly as she felt the connection with Huang Jin Suo being lost.

  "Since you insist on clinging to me, I'll have no choice but to reluctantly accept it." Ling Wu Xiang's smile was radiant as she raised her hand and grasped it. After a crisp clanking sound of iron chains, only a gold chain the thickness of a pinky finger remained, completely within her grasp.

  A small heap lay in her pale hand, looking like a chain made of gold with a hollow center, exquisite to the extreme.

  Then, Ling Wu's palms closed together, and the golden rope completely disappeared without a trace!

  "Ling Wushuang, you shameless thing, return my Golden Sash!" Watching her beloved treasure disappear before her eyes, Shuixian'er's anger erupted like molten lava as she furiously shouted: "Hand it over to me!"

  Ling Wushuang's face still had a smile all over it, and the treasure that was delivered to her doorstep, why didn't she want it?

  "Then go to hell for me!" The deep yellow mysterious energy surged out around Shuixian'er, mixed with a thread of black air. With a lift of her palms, two dark cloud-like attacks shot out violently towards Ling Wusuo, "Soul Devouring Technique!"

  The disciples around the temple retreated one after another, and the holy girl was furious. They didn't want to provoke trouble, or they would end up with no bones left.

  Ling Wu's eyebrows slightly furrowed, and Ji Yunyang was right, Shuixian'er indeed cultivated a poisonous technique.

  Jiang Yi was excited, this woman had finally made her move.

  "Boom——"

  Two dark cloud-like attacks landed on the ground where Ling Wusuo was standing, like a withered and black mushroom cloud, bursting open with a loud bang. In an instant, grass and dust flew everywhere, and within a radius of several dozen meters, flowers, grass, and trees suddenly withered rapidly, transforming into a pool of black water in the blink of an eye.

  The sky was clear, but the patch of grass that had been attacked by the narcissus was dark and murky, like the color of night.

  "Ah!" Jiang Yi suddenly inhaled a breath of cold air, this woman's methods were too ruthless and terrifying.

  It's no wonder that the disciples of the Holy Temple are so wary of this woman, and Ling Wushuang is also dead as he should be.

  "Xianzi is so powerful, the number one genius of Sheng Tang, indeed lives up to his reputation." Jiang Yi flattered with a sentence, a handsome face that was quite good-looking, but smiled in a rather lewd manner.

  "It's just a small trick." Shuixian'er smiled coldly, but hearing this flattering remark made her feel rather pleased. She raised her hand and casually instructed, "You, go get the Golden Rope back for me."

  She died like this, and it's really cheap for Ling Wushuang that kind of trash. Some people are just so ignorant of the heights and depths, and they even dare to have ideas about her precious things.

  Just as the two of them were secretly pleased with themselves, a teasing female voice came from somewhere in the empty surroundings, "Shuixian'er, I seem to have forgotten to remind you of something."

  Jiang Yi originally wanted to take a step forward, but suddenly stiffened and stood still on the spot.

  "Rip it off——"

  A pair of slender white hands emerged from the black curtain, with fingers curled like claws. The dark shadow that was as fragile as thin paper was torn apart by Ling Wu's swift and fierce move, revealing a small white figure that flashed out quickly!

  "You, you actually..." Water Fairy's eyes widened in shock, but more than that, there was unwillingness and jealousy.

  Because of this, the emerald aura surrounding Ling Wusuo, as well as the aura that surpassed Water Fairy by several levels, all indicated that she had already reached the Holy Stage!

  The narcissus was almost frantic, "No, how can this be!"

  The self-proclaimed genius Shuixianer couldn't accept what she saw, her face turned pale with unwillingness and jealousy overflowing in her eyes.

  How could Ling Wushuang break through the Sacred Stage before her? What's even more detestable is that her poisonous skills didn't have any effect on Ling Wushuang!

  "I forgot to tell you, I'm like a hundred poisons can't invade" Ling Wu's red lips lightly hooked, this point of toxic liquid, for the life force of Qianli Qianfeng's boundless vitality, is like a drop of ink, dripping into the endless ocean, splashing not even a ripple.

  Jiang Yi's whole body shook, and a bad premonition suddenly surged up.

  It's actually Ling Wu Xiang who has broken through the Holy Stage. If they're not afraid of them, why are they fleeing to the empty city outside?

  His eyes rolled several thousand times, Jiang Yi took advantage of no one's attention to him and quietly retreated backwards.

  "What are you staring at? Don't just stand there, come and help me!" Water Fairy's foot stepped back, her face twisted in anger as she shrieked at the group of people beside her, "Kill her for me, kill her!"

  Shuixian'er's eyes gleamed with a sinister light, even if Ling Wusong had reached the Holy Stage, what could he do? She brought two Holy Stage elders and a large group of high-ranking Tianxuan, she didn't believe that they couldn't take care of a small Ling Wusong.

  "Yes" After everyone responded in unison, they quickly surrounded Ling Wusuo, a sea of black, and at a glance, they were well-trained assassins.

  Two Shengjie elders, without any pause, simultaneously launched their attacks. Two shallow green auras burst out from their bodies, transforming into two sword lights that shot towards Ling Wusuo.

  "Hahaha" Water Fairy burst out laughing, "Ling Wusong, this is what you get for yourself"

  As long as Ling Wushuang is killed, no one will know that Ling Wushuang is more outstanding than Shuixian'er, and it's absolutely impossible for anyone to know!

  Ling Wu's eyes slightly dimmed, he raised his hand and waved it, a golden light flowed out, "Golden Whip!"

  A golden rope, transformed into a flowing light, quickly shuttled around the crowd. Then, the crowd stiffened all over, and at the same time, their legs, which had been separated, were bound together by golden threads, and with a loud thud, they fell to the ground in unison!

  Dozens of top-notch martial artists were entwined by golden threads, like spider webs, their bodies stacked up like pagodas, and they all fell to the ground with a thud.

  "How is this possible?" Water Fairy exclaimed, Ling Wu Xiang actually used her Golden Whip!

  Two elders, indeed powerful saints, dodged the golden rope and stood in front of Shuixian'er, saying: "Holy Maiden, let us handle Ling Wusuo, you go first."

  Ling Wu Xiang was just an initial-stage Saint, but when facing her, they didn't have the slightest bit of confidence in their hearts.

  "This time I'll leave first, but it seems like it's too late" Ling Wu Xuan lightly laughed and suddenly jumped up, with a surge of emerald green aura bursting out, his entire body was like a high mountain, instantly rising into the air.

  "Huff"

  Ling Wushuang's hand opened, and a burst of flames erupted from her palm, transforming into a beautiful red lotus flower that slowly rotated.

  Two Shengjie elders, with wide eyes, felt a terrible aura coming over them. The Water Fairy was locked down by a powerful divine sense, as if trapped in the mud, unable to move an inch, and couldn't even lift her feet to walk away.

  Not far away, Jiang Yi, who had wanted to escape, was stiff all over, his face pale, and his legs suddenly softened, and he was actually pressed by that frightening aura, making it hard for him to breathe, his face as white as paper.

  Ling Wushuang led them out of the city, it turned out that they were going to kill and silence them. No, he didn't want to die!

  Right, before the family ranking match, private fights were not allowed. In Jiang Yi's desperate eyes, a glimmer of light flashed for an instant, but his mouth opened and closed, yet he couldn't utter a single word.

  "It's over!" Ling Wu Shuang flipped her left hand, and another fire lotus appeared in her palm. With one exquisite fire lotus in each hand, she raised them together in front of her, merging into an even larger crimson lotus flower that bloomed magnificently.

  "Ling Wushuang, stop right there!"

  Just as Ling Wu Shuang was about to make a move, a deep and powerful voice came from afar.

  Ling Wushuang's mind was like a muffled thunderclap, and the hands holding Huo Lian trembled slightly as he raised his eyes to gaze into the distance.

  The figure of Du Sheng Bai Jue Tian rushed towards this direction, with several figures following closely behind him. With a fierce anger, he violently shouted out loud, "Ling Wu Xiong, if you dare to make a move, I will definitely make sure that you die without a place to be buried!"

  At the same time, wave after wave of thick and heavy breathing came pouring in from all directions.

  "Master!" Shuixian'er was overjoyed, her face still looked difficult, but in her heart she burst out laughing.

  Among the sacred ranks, a difference of one rank is like heaven and earth. The White Robe Saint has already reached the high-ranking title of Sacred One, and his strength is fundamentally incomparable to that of the previous mid-ranking Sacred One, Lei Sheng. Before he even approaches, the oppressive aura emanating from his entire body makes Ling Wusuo feel somewhat uncomfortable, after all, the gap is too great.

  Ling Wushuang's eyes locked onto the rapidly approaching figure, and with a sudden gritting of teeth, she completely disregarded the violently raging Poison Saint. The fire lotus in her hand was flung out towards Shuixian'er and the others!

  "No!" Water Fairy's eyes were bloodshot, this woman actually dared to lay hands on her in front of Shifu!

  "Ling Wushuang, you dare!"

  A loud roar, like a thunderclap, but the poison saint's hoarse and exhausted angry shout still couldn't stop Ling Wusuo from releasing the fire lotus.

  "Boom——"

  The fire lotus suddenly exploded, and the spot instantly became a sea of flames. The gathered Chaos Fire made the surrounding air slightly distorted.

  The narcissus let out a mournful and piercing howl, in the blink of an eye, it turned into a man on fire, wailing and screaming, after struggling several times, it disappeared without a trace.

  "Ah!" The Poison Saint rushed over, seeing that his beloved disciple was already completely out of breath, almost turning into nothingness. His old face suddenly turned dark and gloomy, the blue veins on his forehead bursting forth like tree roots, as he raised his head and let out a deafening roar filled with rage.

  Several elders who followed the Poison Saint immediately turned pale, and the Holy Maiden is dead!

  Lei Sheng returns, having lost half his body, but the Holy Maiden still doesn't know the truth. She comes to find Ling Wushuang, and they knew something would go wrong, but unexpectedly, it's already too late!

  "Ling Wushuang, come and take your life!" The Poison Saint turned around, his face twisted in a fierce expression, and a large black palm struck out at Ling Wushuang through the air!

  Ling Wushuang's face slightly solidified, quickly flipped over, both feet landed on the ground, narrowly dodged, a pitch-black giant palm fell to the ground, and a loud noise came from behind, forming a large black pit.

  "Lao San, don't be impulsive." Several elders hesitated, as the Ling family had a powerful expert backing them, and the Holy Master had personally instructed them not to act rashly.

  "I, Lao Fu, will definitely take down Ling Wu Shuang today. No one should stop me." The Poison Saint took a step forward, and the ground around him seemed to tremble slightly. "There's no one else here, if we kill her, who would know it was us?"

  If Xian'er had nothing to do with it, and thought about the people behind Ling's family, he might have let Ling Wushuang go. But she actually killed Xian'er, and dared to kill his only disciple, a crime that cannot be forgiven!

  Several elders looked at each other, Old Three was right, if they killed Ling Wusuo, who would know it was them?

  The Poison Sage's body surged with a wave of black air, "Ling Wusuo, today, who else can save you?"

  Ling Wushuang's slender eyebrows furrowed slightly as she faced the Poison Saint, a true master. If they clashed head-on, she would certainly be at a disadvantage. Moreover, among these people, even the weakest were mid-tier Saints, and in the blink of an eye, Ling Wushuang's thoughts had already turned several corners.

  The Poison Saint made his move again, and several elders of the Holy Temple raised their spirits, ready to lend him a helping hand. "Ling Wushuang, I think you can still fly with your wings, can't you?"

  "Really?" Upon hearing this, a strange smile slowly emerged on Ling Wusong's face.

  Seeing Ling Wushuang's smile, the Poison Saint was even more furious, dying at his doorstep, and still smiling!

  "Since that's the case, you can play slowly, I won't keep you company." Ling Wusuo laughed radiantly, her toes pointed to the ground, her petite figure flipped upside down and flew high into the air. Afterwards, a fiery red glow emerged from behind her back, followed by a deafening explosion, as a pair of enormous fire wings unfolded behind her.

  "Mystical Energy Transform into Wings!" The Poison Sage's eyes widened in shock, "How is this possible?!"

  Xuanqi transforms into wings, that is the divine ability that only a peak god can exhibit. Ling Wusuo is just an initial saint, this is fundamentally impossible, yet it happened.

  "These, these..." Several elders' mouths were agape, their feet stumbling backward in shock, almost falling to the ground. She had actually grown wings!