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"Second uncle, someone has humiliated the Ling family and our master. You have the highest seniority in the Ling family, so you should know what to do, right?" Ling Chuxi suddenly turned her head and said indifferently to Ling Ziyun.

"I ... But he\'s at the peak of the Emperor level?" Ling Ziyun naturally understood Ling Chuxi\'s meaning. However, he was only at the middle stage of the Emperor level. How could he possibly be an opponent of a peak Emperor level cultivator? wasn\'t this sending him to his death?

"What, have you forgotten the third elder\'s words?" Ling Chuxi\'s expression turned cold as she said coldly.

"Alright, I\'ll go." Ling Ziyun shuddered. He had originally thought that he would never be able to make a name for himself in the Ling family. It was not easy for Ling Chuxi to give him a chance. If he did not show some courage today, his life would be completely over.

"Yuwen Sicheng, how dare you insult our Ling clan and our clan leader? I\'ll fight you to the death!" Ling Ziyun gathered his courage, unsheathed his sword, and charged at Yuwen Sicheng.

"Bang!" Yuwen Sicheng casually swung his sword, and the longsword in Ling Ziyun\'s hand was sent flying. Then, he kicked the latter to the ground.

"Can\'t even withstand a single blow. " Yuwen Sicheng stepped on Ling Ziyun\'s chest, the tip of his sword pointed at his throat as he spoke in a disdainful tone.

"Yuwen Sicheng, you ... Don\'t act rashly. We\'re all descendants of ancient clans. If you dare act rashly, the clan\'s judgment will ... Won\'t let you off." Ling Ziyun stammered, his face pale from fright.

"This kind of trash dares to come out and make a fool of himself. Killing you will only dirty my hands. Hahahaha." Yuwen Sicheng and the others didn\'t take his threat seriously and laughed.

Hearing that obviously disdainful sneer, Ling Zi Yun\'s face flushed red in embarrassment.

"So you\'re Ling Ziyun. I heard that you\'re the strongest expert in the Ling clan\'s younger generation. You\'re just so-so, huh?" Yuwen Sicheng was like a cat playing with a mouse. The tip of his sword lightly pierced in, and a thread of blood quietly flowed out.

"What ... What are you doing?" Feeling the sharp pain on his neck, Ling Ziyun was so scared that his entire body was trembling, and he asked in a trembling voice.

"What do you think?" The tip of Yuwen Sicheng\'s sword pierced in a little more.

"Don\'t kill me, don\'t kill me!" Ling Ziyun was on the verge of tears.

"Are you afraid of death? It\'s fine if you don\'t want to die under my sword. Come, crawl through here and I\'ll spare your life. " Yuwen Sicheng spread his legs apart and pointed to the ground.

"Go ahead. As long as you do, we\'ll definitely let you live."

"My family\'s young master Sicheng has always kept his word. As long as you crawl in, not only will he let you live, he might even reward you with a few spirit stones." The others also laughed.