The most powerful master of the city

Chapter 947 Fighting
The gazes focused on Ling Yu were filled with fear, reverence, and admiration...

Instantly decide the fate of the two families, this kind of energy can be called terrifying.

"Young master Ling, please take a seat?" Qi Wuyue said.

"No need." Ling Yu raised his head, "They're here."

Everyone showed confusion.

Suddenly, the sky seemed to be collapsing, and an unparalleled pressure fell on Sirius!
Thousands of thunders sounded together, the wind blew violently, and a huge hole was split in the sky.

A noble and imposing silver chariot flew out of it, pulled by four golden lions.Suanni is huge, every time he takes a step, there are fire lotuses filling the sky under his feet, and his breath is wind and thunder.

The momentum is grand!

"It's a guest from the top ten domains!" Qi Wuyue exclaimed, and was about to go forward to greet him.

"If you don't want to die later, don't move around." Ling Yu said lightly, "Listen to my instructions, this is my business, and I don't want to involve others."

Qi Wuyue was puzzled, but still nodded, "Okay..."

Qi Lan felt a familiar breath, and her delicate body trembled violently, "Father, it's them..."

"They?" Qi Wuyue suddenly thought of something, his face changed, "So it's them!"

There is such a force, powerful and mysterious, arresting people everywhere, and many powerful domains have been poisoned.

Many strong people know it well, but they all hold the same position by coincidence, pretending not to know, they dare not say it.

That force is too terrifying. Once you say something you shouldn't say or do something you shouldn't do, even the Nine Clans will suffer catastrophe!

"Patriarch Qi, why are you so flustered?"

At this moment, a very pleasant voice came from the chariot, as clear as a silver bell, and everyone subconsciously thought that the speaker was a beautiful woman.

But no one noticed that Qi Lan's face was as pale as paper.

"It sure is him!"

Others wanted to listen to this voice a few more times, but Qi Lan thought it was the whisper of the devil, sounding from the depths of hell.

In my memory, a large-scale rebellion erupted in the Shenman Mine. Millions of laborers went on strike, calling for freedom.

The cadres couldn't think of an effective method, so they invited one person.

The man who was as handsome as a woman, with a smile on his face, looked so gentle that one couldn't help but get close to him.

However, with such a smile, he raised his hand and slaughtered all the protesting laborers, blood flowing like a river!
From the beginning to the end, I never blinked my eyes...

In the chariot, a slender white figure slowly walked out, with a wickedly handsome and bewitching face, purple pupils and black lips, his eyes fell on Qi Lan, and he smiled softly.

Qi Lan felt as if she had fallen into an abyss, her whole body was icy cold, and she just slumped on the ground powerlessly.

"Daughter!" Qi Wuyue exclaimed.

"Today is a big day for the Qi family. Everyone eats and drinks well. Let me feel the festive atmosphere." The handsome man smiled, "For this day, I burned incense, bathed, and fasted for three days. After all It is not a glorious thing to kill on such a day."

Everyone realized that something was wrong, and someone said directly: "Who is your Excellency, is it too crazy to say such words?"

The handsome man smiled and said politely, "My name is Ziming, I remember you."

The man who spoke felt a chill.

"Patriarch Qi, the banquet can begin." The handsome man said.

Qi Wuyue's heart beat wildly, his body trembled slightly, and he looked at Ling Yu.

Ling Yu nodded, "Start."

Qi Wuyue waved his hand and ordered to go on, and the banquet began.

Hundreds of beauties entered the venue, showing their elegant and peerless dancing postures. Their movements were neat as if copied, elegant and light, spreading their wings like swans, flawless and stunned everyone.

A young and beautiful maid walked through the crowd with exquisite wine glasses and jugs.

The aroma of delicious wine and food from hundreds of tables filled the air, and everyone took their seats.

Ziming brought three people, two men and one woman, to sit at the same table with Qi Wuyue and Ling Yu.

Qi Wuyue felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles, his lips turned white, he didn't dare to move rashly, an invisible chill filled the audience.

"Ruhua, the dancer arranged by Patriarch Qi is too ugly, you go and lead the dance." Ziming smiled.

"Yes!"

That woman stood up, with picturesque eyes, a beautiful country, and her beauty and temperament far surpassed those dancing girls.

"Lanfeng, Qingcheng, you two play a duet for fun." Ziming looked at the two accompanying men again.

"Yes!"

The two stood up, each with a musical instrument in their hands, namely the flute and the zither, and began to play.

The melody was rippling, the notes filled the air, and the audience was immersed in dreamlike beauty. Only Ling Yu and Ziming sat and drank without any fluctuations on their faces.

Under Ruhua's guidance, the dancing of the dancers entered a certain rhythm, mixed with the music of Lanfeng and Qingcheng, emitting an unexplainable wave, resonating with the void, and sending out a The sound of the frequency cannot be heard.

Ling Yu suddenly raised his glass, took a sip of the wine, nodded slightly to express his admiration, and then put the wine glass back on the table. It seemed that he had used a little more force, and there was a crisp knocking sound.

The sound wave diffused and entered the strange fluctuation, disturbing it.

The sound of the flute stopped, and Lan Feng spat out a mouthful of blood.

The strings of the guzheng were broken, and Qingcheng's face turned pale.

Ruhua lost her balance and fell to the ground, looking quite weak.

The dancers led by her were not affected and continued with the previous dance.

Everyone woke up, a little confused.

"What happened to me just now, it seemed like I was dreaming."

"I feel like my whole body is floating, that feeling is more comfortable than sleeping with a woman!"

"Everyone is wet..."

The smile on Ziming's face disappeared, and his eyes became serious.

Ling Yu looked at Ziming and said, "Your subordinates have performed, why don't you express yourself?"

Ziming laughed like a silver bell, and suddenly got up, "Okay, since that's the case, I will perform a sword dance for Brother Ling."

Before he finished speaking, he soared into the sky, stretched out his hand to grab it, took the sun as a sword, and casually held a sword flower in his hand.

As the sword dances, the brilliance is all over the sky, gorgeous and dazzling, like wind and rain, sometimes soft and long, sometimes violent and tyrannical, with thousands of changes.

Ziming's figure changed, he was illusory, and there were many afterimages. Some people were fascinated by it.

It really doesn't look like a man, it's so beautiful...

Suddenly, countless afterimages merged into one, and the sky filled with sword light converged into a single sword, which was extremely stunning and could be called the ultimate!
Ling Yu raised his head, the sharp sword light was reflected in his eyes, and his whole body was locked. The sword ignored space and time, directly burst out from his field of vision, and landed on him.

"interesting."

With a slight smile, his thought moved, and a thought of thousands of swords merged into one sword, running through the beginning and the end.

The two sword lights collided, Ziming's head flew up, Ling Yu's face remained normal, and the winner will be judged!
(End of this chapter)