With One Finger, I Suppress The Heavens

"Master... what should I do?"

At this moment, two consciousnesses in Ling Yu's heart were constantly colliding, one was the kindness from sixteen years ago, and the other was the resentment accumulated in the past sixteen years.

"Let's go kill the young master of the Luo family!" Xi said directly without hesitation.

Ling Yu was a little surprised, the master seemed to know a lot about him, but he didn't ask much.

Luo family mansion.

"That kid died?" The young master of the Luo family still had an indifferent expression, as if asking if the ant was trampled to death.

"Low-level slaves are not physically fit. They lost too much blood and died."

Although the young master of the Luo family has an indifferent attitude, the strong man still does not dare to tell the truth. For the young master of the Luo family, he is just a slightly bigger ant. He is not sure, the next one will die. Not himself.

"That's right, a low-level slave, who dares to point to my house to be blessed, die."

The young master of the Luo family touched the head of the big yellow dog beside him, his face full of disregard for life.

"I'm not dead, but you may not be." A voice came from outside the mansion.

The mansion of the young master of the Luo family is separate, so Ling Yu's voice came in, and only he and the strong man heard it.

The young master of the Luo family frowned, he didn't hear Ling Yu's voice at all, but this was on the Luo family's territory, and he was not afraid of anyone.

Ling Yu swaggered into the mansion, looked at the two, and the dog: "How do you want to die?"

The young master of the Luo family was a little surprised to see Ling Yu at first, this kid was still alive, but when he heard Ling Yu's words, he laughed outright, this kid was so stimulated and stupid.

"killed!"

The young master of the Luo family still sat in his seat without any movement, just instructed the strong man beside him.

"Yes!"

Although the strong man was also surprised that Ling Yu came back alive, he also felt that Ling Yu was stupid, an inferior slave, who dared to provoke the young master.

That is to say, the young master of the Luo family is in a good mood now, otherwise it would not just be as simple as killing him.

Maybe Ling Yu will suffer a hundred kinds of torture, and then be executed by Ling Chi. The young master of the Luo family has done a lot of things like this.

The strong man swept forward, clenched his fist with one hand, and hit Ling Yu directly in the face, he was going to kill Ling Yu with one punch.

Facing this punch, Han Yu did not hide, but raised his right hand, stretched out his index finger, and met the strong man's fist.

Was this kid freaked out?

This is the deep thought of the strong man, wanting to block his fist with one finger? how can that be?

Suddenly, his face turned pale.

It wasn't that Ling Yu blocked his fist, but he clearly remembered that Ling Yu's finger should have disappeared, or he had chopped it off with his own hands. Why did it grow back now?

Did you hit a ghost yourself?

This thought made him pause for a moment, and it was this pause that Ling Yu pointed out directly and knocked him out.

Although this strong man chopped off his fingers, it was he who threw himself into the Ten Thousand Beast Forest area, but he was also a slave. Ling Yu knew his helplessness, so he didn't kill him.

In addition, he also wanted to try his current strength.

The strong man flew out and was unable to get up again.

The young master of the Luo family couldn't believe it. The strong man was a middle-class slave of the Luo family, and his status was not high, but he also had the right to practice physical exercises. Now he has the appearance of practicing the fourth weight of the body, and can lift a thousand jins.

And Ling Yu, who is just a low-level slave, in his eyes, is inferior to a dog, and it is unreasonable to beat a strong man.

"Well, you slave, you dare to secretly learn my Luo family's body exercises, and this young master will cramp and peel you today."

The young master of the Luo family finally got up.

In his opinion, Ling Yu must have secretly learned the exercises of his Luo family in order to achieve his current achievements.

But how could a low-level slave like Ling Yu be worthy of their family's practice?

Therefore, Ling Yu must die today, and he cannot die easily. He will torture Ling Yu to death.

"Young Master!" Ling Yu gritted his teeth at this moment.

"Do you still remember the couple you beat to death with a stick ten years ago?"

"Do you still remember the little girl you told someone to twitch with a whip until she died of pain eight years ago?"

"Can not remember."

The young master of the Luo family really doesn't remember it, which is not surprising. It's just that he stepped on a few ants to death, so it's not worth his memory for so many years.

"Good! Good! I don't remember the good one." Ling Yu's eyes were red, he didn't expect that the hatred he had worked so hard to remember for so many years was exchanged for a fluttering sentence of not remembering.

"I want to know your name." Ling Yu's expression was distorted at this time, looking extremely ferocious.

"You do not deserve!"

How could a low-level slave deserve to know his master's name, so Ling Yu has always only known that this animal-like person is the young master of the Luo family, but he didn't know his name.

"I'm asking! Your name."

Ling Yu's tone became gloomy.

"go to hell!"

The young master of the Luo family didn't want to waste time here with an inferior slave, so he took out a long sword from nowhere and slashed towards Ling Yu.

With his eighth-level body training, even if Ling Yu started stealing exercises from a young age, it would be too easy to crush him to death.

Facing the long sword, Ling Yu didn't make any other movements, and still pointed out: "I! I am! Ask! You! Name! Word!"

Ling Yu said every word. The young master of the Luo family was different from the strong man. He didn't even remember which finger of Ling Yu was cut off, so when he saw Ling Yu's right index finger intact, there was nothing unusual about him.

"Xi Yuan refers to!"

I saw Ling Yu's index finger, surrounded by a white streamer, moving with Ling Yu's fingertips.

"The realm of the sky is too high, and Ling Yu, who is in the body refining realm, can't practice, so on the way here, Xi also taught Ling Yu a set of fingerings."

Although this set of fingering is not very advanced, but with the Ancestral God Finger, the effect can be said to be particularly significant.

Ling Yu has just come into contact with him, and he has already been able to show his impressive strength.

The long sword collided with the fingertips, but Ling Yu's fingers were not cut off as expected by the young master of the Luo family.

On the contrary, the long sword shattered with only a slight clanging sound.

Ling Yu was on the offensive.

Before the young master of the Luo family came back to his senses, Ling Yu grabbed his neck and lifted it up in the air.

At this moment, the look of the young master of the Luo family finally changed, it was a kind of ultimate fear: "Help! Help me!"

He shouted desperately, and he was very similar to Ling Yu when his fingers were chopped off.

In fact, the more a person he is, the more afraid of death, he has not lived enough.

He hoped that someone in the Luo family could hear his cry for help.

But when Ling Yu entered the mansion, it was isolated from the outside world by Xi's secret technique, and his voice could not get out at all.

"Don't kill me! I am the young master of the Luo family. If you kill me, you will be hunted down by the entire Luo family."

Ling Yu looked at the young master of the Luo family who was begging for mercy, and smiled lightly. At this time, the young master of the Luo family was not an ant in front of Ling Yu? Life and death can only be controlled by others.