Ling Xiao turned his head slightly and looked at Qin Xianglan. A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and then he said softly: "Shut up!" Although the voice was light, it had an irresistible force.

Then, Ling Xiao ignored Qin Xianglan, walked to a corner of the room, and slowly sat cross-legged. He closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and began to enter a state of cultivation.

Looking back on the past, he was about to break through, but was disturbed by Qin Xianglan's appearance, and he stopped practicing in desperation.

This time, he secretly made up his mind to break through. As long as he broke through the Tongtian Realm, his strength would surge like a volcano erupting. By then, even if he did not rely on the strength of the Demon Spirit King, he would have enough ability to uproar the Great Town Dynasty.

Qin Xianglan looked at Ling Xiao, who was sitting there focusing on cultivation, and thought to herself. A trace of cunning flashed in her eyes, and quietly reached into her arms and took out a warm jade pendant.

She carefully placed her fingers on her lips and bit them gently. A drop of red blood oozed out from her fingertips. She frowned slightly, endured the pain, and slowly dripped the drop of blood on the jade pendant. The drop of blood quickly spread out on the jade pendant and merged into it.

About an hour later, a burst of rapid footsteps suddenly came from the quiet room.

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the door was suddenly kicked open by a powerful force, and wood chips splashed. A sharp sword shadow pierced towards Ling Xiao like lightning, and the sword was flashing with a cold light, as if it was about to cut the air.

A sneer flashed across Ling Xiao's originally calm face, his eyes suddenly opened, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. The moment the sword shadow was about to stab him, his figure flashed, and he came to Qin Xianglan like a ghost.

There was a bloodthirsty knife in his hand at some point, and the blade was flashing with a strange red light, exuding a strong smell of blood.

He put a cold bloodthirsty knife across Qin Xianglan's neck, and with a gentle movement, he could cut Qin Xianglan's throat. At this time, Ling Xiao's eyes were filled with determination and coldness, as if a demon god from hell, making people shudder.

The person who broke in was originally as fast as an arrow. At the moment when Ling Xiao crossed the bloodthirsty knife to Qin Xianglan's neck, he seemed to hit an invisible and indestructible wall, and his whole body suddenly stopped.

His face suddenly became extremely gloomy, just like the ink-colored sky before the storm came, and it seemed as dark as if water could drip out.

The eyes were burning with rage, but it was covered by deep fear. He stared at Ling Xiao and Qin Xianglan, and unconsciously clenched the sword in his hand. The knuckles turned white due to force. The cold light on the sword seemed to become a little dim in this tense atmosphere.

"Continue!" Ling Xiao's mouth curled a cold curve and he sneered. The laughter seemed to be covered with the frost and snow of the cold winter, echoing in this small room, making people shudder, "You really don't care about the life and death of this woman. Since that's the case, I will fulfill you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, without any hesitation or pity. His arm muscles were tense instantly, his wrists exerted force, and the bloodthirsty knife in his hand drew a sharp arc in the air, just like a blood-colored lightning.

"Puff!" A dull sound came, and with Qin Xianglan's shrill scream, her other arm had already left her body, and blood was sprayed out like a fountain, splashing out bright red blood flowers on the ground.

Qin Xianglan's face was distorted in pain, and her forehead was filled with dense cold sweat. Beads of sweat as big as beans continued to slide down her pale cheeks, her eyes full of pain and fear.

Ling Xiao leaned over slightly and looked at Qin Xianglan coldly, his eyes as if from the Jiuyou Hell, and pierced into Qin Xianglan's heart, "Don't play tricks in front of me. The only thing you can do now is to listen to me and do what I ask. If the matter is done, I will let you go home, otherwise you will commit suicide!"

His voice was low and hoarse, and every word hit Qin Xianglan's heart like a heavy hammer.

After saying that, Ling Xiao slowly stood up straight, looked away from Qin Xianglan, and looked at Yue Xue in front of him. At this time, Yue Xue was wearing a black suit, with a tall figure, and her eyes were full of perseverance and coldness that had been through the battlefield.

Ling Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said coldly: "Get out! Otherwise, the next time she broke will not be her arms, but her neck. Don't challenge my patience. I will never be pitying my enemies!"

As he said, he gently shook the bloodthirsty knife in his hand. The blood on the blade slowly dripped along the blade and gathered on the ground into a small pool of blood stains.

Upon hearing this, a hint of anger and unwillingness flashed in Yue Xue's eyes. She bit her lower lip tightly, and her teeth were almost embedded in her pink skin.

She looked at Ling Xiao coldly, and her voice seemed to squeeze out from her teeth: "Ling Xiao, you are a young genius, but you never thought that you would actually pull a woman as a threat. This is not something a real man would do!" Yue Xue's hands were still holding the hilt of the sword, leaning forward slightly, as if she was ready to attack at any time, but reason told her that she must not be impulsive at this moment.

Ling Xiao looked calm, shook his head slightly, and a sarcastic smile appeared on his face, and said indifferently: "I am not a real man, I only know that I want to survive! Your Qin family is a great clan in the world, and even the royal family is not taken seriously, but has sent so many strong people to target me. You are not afraid of others' backbone, so what am I afraid of? It's really ridiculous!"

As he said, he took a step forward, and his aura suddenly increased, as if a towering mountain was pressing towards Yue Xue.

"Get out quickly! Don't force me to do it!" Ling Xiao shouted again, with an unquestionable majesty in his voice. His eyes became colder and louder, and he stared at Yue Xue tightly, as if he wanted to see her through.

Seeing Ling Xiao's cold eyes that seemed to be substantial, Yue Xue felt a stern. She gritted her teeth and secretly weighed the pros and cons in her heart. She did not confirm whether she was Ling Xiao's opponent, after all, the strength Ling Xiao had shown before was beyond imagination.

But at this moment, Ling Xiao had Qin Xianglan in his hand, which was like a fatal shackle, forcing her to be afraid of the mouse. She looked at Qin Xianglan deeply, her eyes full of worry and helplessness, and finally turned slowly and walked out the door.

Her steps were heavy and slow, and each step seemed to be dragging a huge burden, and her figure gradually faded away in the dim light.

Seeing Yue Xue leave, Ling Xiao couldn't help frowning. He knew very well that Yue Xue was very strong and could fight with the Zhaixing Tower Lord Ranfeng, and his strength was absolutely extraordinary. He secretly measured in his heart that with his current strength, he was definitely not Yue Xue's opponent anyway. Therefore, letting Yue Xue leave is undoubtedly the best choice at the moment.
Chapter completed!