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Chapter 885 Seven Loves Killing

Before Yu Ling had time to see the other person's face clearly, the dark shadow touched his throat, then picked him up and quietly climbed out of the window.

I don't know how many twists and turns he made, but it seemed that in the blink of an eye he arrived in front of a deserted cliff. The howling wind carried the scalding hot air, and even the blood coagulation warrior couldn't bear it.

The man jumped off the cliff without hesitation and fell about two hundred meters. Suddenly, his movement of profound energy came to a halt, and then he nimbly dodged into a hidden cave with Yu Ling.

There is a slightly glowing crystal embedded in the cave. Although the light is very dim, it is enough to see the surrounding scene clearly.

Yu Ling took a quick glance and found that the place was dry and clean, with almost no dust or weeds. There was also a meditation futon in the center. Obviously, the man in black in front of him often stayed here.

The man threw Yu Ling to the ground and tapped him twice. Only then did Yu Ling regain her ability to speak and move.

This kind of kung fu similar to acupuncture has never been seen in the Seventeen Regions. As expected, the warrior system of Wuya Galaxy has a more complete inheritance.

"Senior, which elder from Tianbu is this?" Yu Ling sat up and asked tentatively.

This middle-aged man has a very ordinary face, and the only thing that catches the eye is his eyes, which are faintly scarlet and as sharp as an eagle, with a mean and cruel cold light flashing from time to time.

The man turned a deaf ear and just stared at Yu Ling without blinking, his eyes like sharp blades that wanted to penetrate him inside and out.

When he spoke, his hoarse voice was as sharp as a blade: "Ning Chengxue is dead. You have two choices now: One, I will squeeze out your soul power, and then you will die in ten days."

At Yanhun's place; secondly, I will accept you as my disciple and use some of your soul power every day, but it will be within the scope of your recovery."

Yu Ling was a little surprised and stunned, and said hesitantly: "You...are Elder Wu?"

"Yes, I am Wu Youqiu." He showed a sarcastic sneer.

Even after hearing what he said with her own ears, Yu Ling still found it incredible. Logically speaking, Wu Youqiu and Ning Chengxue were both injured, and they should both be lying in Shenghunyuan. Unexpectedly, Wu Youqiu appeared here just fine not long after.

, and...no one else seems to know.

However, if you look closely at Wu Youqiu's face, you can see that he is still a little pale.

"I choose two." Yu Ling saw that he was a little impatient and replied immediately.

Wu Youqiu sneered and said with great interest: "I thought Eastern Realm soul masters would have some backbone, but you quickly adapted to the atmosphere of the Fire Refining Sect."

"Elder Ning taught me martial arts and boxing techniques. I am indeed very grateful to him, but the reality is always cruel. The only thing I can do is, if Elder Wu allows me, let me go to Shenghunyuan tomorrow to accompany him through the final stage.

Let's go." Yu Ling said calmly.

"Tsk, tsk, Cheng Yu's cousin is rarely right for once. You little guy is really good at talking. At least you are more knowledgeable than a certain soul master I met before." Wu Youqiu said in a nonchalant manner.

He then changed the subject: "But you don't have to go to Soul Ascension Academy. Ning Chengxue probably won't survive until tomorrow morning."

"Why?"

"You yourself provoked a few juniors in the field of life and death, and Ning Chengxue seems to have happened to fall into their hands." Wu Youqiu said with a smile: "I think it's funny when I think about it. Ning Chengxue has always been self-righteous, and in the end,

But you have to die at the hands of a few blood coagulation disciples. What you did makes me very happy."

Yu Ling remained silent. In comparison, Ning Chengxue was the most normal among the elders he had ever met, so Yu Ling sincerely hoped that nothing would happen to him. As a result, fate was so wonderful that no one expected it.

Two unrelated things actually formed a causal line.

"Ha, if it were any other disciple who had passed the trial, he would have smiled and said he was happy by now." Wu Youqiu twitched the corners of his lips, but no emotion could be heard in his words.

Yu Ling didn't see any dissatisfaction in his eyes, so she said calmly: "I'm afraid I can't do it."

"It's okay, I won't force you. Anyway, it's boring to deal with a flatterer who talks lies all day long."

Wu Youqiu sat cross-legged in the middle of the futon, put his hands on his knees, and said leisurely: "But I still have to tell you, at least I am a more responsible person than Ning Chengxue. If you have any questions, you can ask them. If you practice well, it will be you."

If you don't practice well, I won't scold you, as long as your soul power doesn't deteriorate. When I cultivate Qi Qing Sha to the highest level, you will be free."

Yu Ling nodded and said nothing more, but in her heart, like Ming Jing, "freedom" can have many explanations, and death is also a kind of freedom in disguise.

"You need to practice the Burning Fist for me first." Wu Youqiu said suddenly.

No matter what Wu Youqiu's final plan is, he does currently show the image of a "good master" who teaches seriously.

Yu Ling stood up, walked to the center of the cave, and performed a Burning Fist. He didn't use his full strength, but he didn't deliberately reveal any flaws.

Even so, Wu Youqiu was still a little surprised: "You can practice like this alone?"

"That's not entirely true. Elder Ning gave me a drill and gave me a few pointers. I also asked Guang Qianqian some questions, and she consulted her master for me." Yu Ling considered.

Wu Youqiu looked a little strange. He shook his head and made no further judgment. He just said three words abruptly: "What a pity."

Yu Ling didn't know what he was regretting, and Wu Youqiu quickly changed the subject: "Why did your profound strength advance so quickly? Is this the peak of bone refining?"

Yu Ling hesitated for a moment, wondering whether she should tell him about Pei Tianling.

Wu Youqiu snorted coldly and said: "I know even if you don't tell me. I heard that Pei Tianling talked to you before you went to the field of life and death. He wanted to drag you into the earth, right? But he is a thoughtful and intelligent person.

There's just one bad thing - he's too stingy and has to cut off your escape route."

Unexpectedly, Wu Youqiu knew his every move so well. Yu Ling was inevitably a little surprised. This could only mean that Wu Youqiu had been eyeing him for a long time.

"What a pity." Wu Youqiu shook his head and said again, but the content of his emotion had changed.

He took out a futon from somewhere and threw it three meters away: "Sit down."

Yu Ling sat cross-legged, and Wu Youqiu said again: "There is no big problem with your Burning Fist, but the profound strength is too weak, the attack is not strong enough, and the lethality is limited. But I heard that you can kill a yellow man in the same realm.

You defeated a disciple of yours, and you should be pretty good at using your abilities. I don’t have anything to say. It seems that you are quite talented in learning martial arts."

He casually took out a jade slip and said calmly: "I'll give you this "Duan Ming Fist" to practice. It's more difficult than Zhuoliu Fist because it takes more effort to change the techniques. If used well, it's more powerful than Zhuoliu Fist.

Flow punch is much stronger, but if used incorrectly... it will be counterproductive. You should familiarize yourself with the content first, and I will teach you later. Now we should talk about business."

"Elder, please speak." Yu Ling said cautiously.

Wu Youqiu did not force Yuling to call him master. Anyway, deep down in his heart, he did not approve of a soul master as his disciple. Not to mention that Yuling was not young and his foundation was destroyed by Pei Tianling. Even if he was very good in martial arts.

Even if you have talent, you will never be able to turn the situation around.

"You first read the general outline of Qiqing Kill, otherwise you don't know anything and can't help me." Wu Youqiu threw another jade slip.

Only then did Yu Ling understand why he was so "kind" to her. It seemed that the cruel words he said to Ning Chengxue were indeed lies, because what he needed was Yu Ling's voluntary help.

The general outline was probably more than a few hundred words. Yu Ling read it slowly and remembered it in her heart. She roughly understood the purpose and efficacy of this secret technique.

To put it simply, it is to provoke the enemy's emotional flaws, including the seven emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, and desire, thereby directly shaking the opponent's foundation of profound strength.

But Yu Ling always felt that something was strange. He stared at the General Outline of the Seven Emotions Killing twice and suddenly realized something.

It was as if a voice sounded from the bottom of his heart, telling him that this should be a soul skill, not a mysterious secret skill.
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