Chapter 469 Maybe It’s Your Dad

"Kill me?"

Ning Chuan lowered his eyes and looked at the handle of the Wang Wei knife in Xie Ling's hand, "Just you?"

Xie Ling smiled and nodded, "Just me."

Before he finished speaking.

The handle of the Wang Wei knife in his hand instantly extended and turned into a long knife covered with corrosion marks.

The terrifying energy filled with ominous aura hovered over the blade, and Xie Ling raised his hand and chopped Ning Chuan's neck.

Ning Chuan remained calm, stretched out his left hand, put the tip of his index finger against the blade, and pushed it gently.

Xie Ling's sharp knife stopped instantly, as if it had slowed down a thousand times, and the trajectory of movement was so slow that it was barely noticeable.

Ning Chuan looked at Xie Ling and said lightly: "Kill me?"

"Okay, I admit that I was a little arrogant."

Xie Ling sighed, and then said: "But this knife is just a cover."

Ning Chuan's pupils shrank slightly.

The next second.

Xie Ling suddenly stepped forward, put his forearm against his neck, pressed him down and rushed forward.

The two of them turned into a stream of light at the same time.

Boom!

The whole building seemed to be bombed by a high-powered bomb. The moment the earth-shaking explosion sounded, the building body trembled continuously.

In the thick smoke and dust, two figures entangled and flew high into the sky.

The sound of fists and feet colliding kept echoing.

Many Haicheng residents raised their heads curiously, but saw nothing.

"It's strange. This is the first time I've heard such dense thunder."

"Maybe some big guy is firing cannons. Let's go out and take a look."

"It's none of my business. Will the big guy's firing cannons affect my monthly salary of 3,000?"

The small merchants who welcomed and sent off the Haicheng Exchange wanted to see the excitement, but after hearing the last sentence, they felt a little heartbroken and went back to wait for customers.

Similar situations continued to occur in Haicheng, and most people found that there was nothing unusual and stopped paying attention.

After all, in this era, even the abyss exists, so what does a sudden dense thunder mean?

However, in the sky.

Xie Ling grabbed Ning Chuan's clothes and punched him in the face.

The terrifying air wave fell with his fist, shattering the clouds in the sky.

The two of them entangled together and kept rolling towards the sky.

It seemed that Xie Ling had a sure win, and Ning Chuan was beaten so hard that he didn't even have the strength to fight back, but only Xie Ling himself knew that his attack didn't land at all.

Every punch that fell slowed down thousands of times when it was about to hit.

It was as if Ning Chuan used a layer of time power to protect his body. No matter how hard he tried, there was a thick time barrier between the two.

His powerful and heavy fists were all eliminated by the power of time.

"You have developed these skills at this stage?"

After the last punch, Xie Ling was slightly surprised and said, "You didn't tell me this."

Ning Chuan, who was suppressed by Xie Ling, said coldly, "You are not Xie Ling."

"Xie Ling can't be that strong."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Xie Ling smiled and said, "After all, I have experienced a lot in these years. People always have to grow up."

Before he finished speaking.

He saw Ning Chuan raise his palm, and a time array emerged.

The clothes on his body quickly decayed.

But Xie Ling didn't care, and waved his hand to cut off a "destiny line".

The next second.

He appeared on Ning Chuan's left side, stretched out his hand to grab Ning Chuan's neck, and spun half a circle to throw him out.

At the same time, he broke through the sound barrier and kicked Ning Chuan in the chest.

Ning Chuan was blown away by this powerful force, and before he could stabilize his body, Xie Ling was like a thorn in his flesh.

What should you do if you want to defeat someone who controls the power of time?

Others may not know the answer.

But Xie Ling knows very well.

"I don't need to surpass time, I just need to surpass you."

His movements became faster and faster, almost turning into streams of light around Ning Chuan.

Ning Chuan seemed overwhelmed and could only protect his body with the power of time. Listening to the deafening muffled sound, he said with an unchanged expression: "I really want to hear the reason why you want to kill me."

"Sorry, I can't say."

Xie Ling took the time to reply, and then swung the rotten Wangwei sword, tearing open the power of time, leaving a long wound on Ning Chuan's back.

The moment the blood spurted out, Ning Chuan had already solidified his own time, and his expression did not change at all.

It was as if he could not feel the pain.

But at the same time, Xie Ling did not stop, and knocked him away with a punch.

At the same time, holding the Wangwei sword with both hands, his pupils continued to fade, turning into gray eyes.

Endless and chaotic lines of fate emerged behind him.

Gradually converged into a river.

A long river of fate that penetrated the sky and the earth appeared in the world.

The 'Xie Ling' in countless destinies seemed to have sensed something. An old figure stepped out of it, first looked around, and finally said with emotion: "Not bad."

"Old Deng, help!"

Xie Ling roared.

Old Xie Ling curled his lips, stood behind him, and also held the Wangwei Sword.

The two figures overlapped and merged into one, and the corrosion marks on the Wangwei Sword kept falling off.

A knife was swung out.

The entire sky was covered by black flashes.

And it engulfed Ning Chuan's body.

After completing this earth-shaking blow, Xie Ling spit out blood, the long river of destiny suddenly disappeared, and the Wangwei Sword in his hand also made a cracking sound.

"Is it too reluctant to use power..."

Xie Ling wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the Wangwei Sword became a tattered handle again.

He hung up the hilt and stared at the direction swallowed by the black flash, "This completes the closed loop."

After being hit by this knife, even Ning Chuan would definitely die.

But death is just the beginning for Ning Chuan.

Even in the near future, Ning Chuan will walk this path himself.

Xie Ling thought silently in his heart and sighed: "Don't blame me, it's still important who I die in."

After saying that, he cut off his entire fate line.

Disappeared from the spot out of thin air.

……

Wisdom Academy.

Han Xingye, who was maintaining the operation of the formation, saw Xie Ling sitting on the recliner with his eyes closed and resting, and his old face almost fell to the ground.

He coughed several times, or deliberately stepped harder to remind Xie Ling that he should work.

But Xie Ling ignored him.

Just when Han Xingye was about to say something to him, a teacher from the school came over and said, "Director Han, take a look at this."

Han Xingye's attention was diverted and he asked in confusion, "What are you looking at?"

The teacher didn't waste any words and directly transferred the screen to Han Xingye's communication.

At first, Han Xingye was a little unimpressed, until he saw the two figures in the screen clearly, he couldn't help but exclaimed, "Ningchuan?"

"The focus is on the other one."

The teacher said solemnly, "Does it look familiar?"

Hearing this, Han Xingye stared at the other person for a long time, and finally hesitated, "Xie Ling, you are an only child, right?"

Lying on the recliner, Xie Ling opened his eyes and said speechlessly, "Of course, the first day you met me?"

Han Xingye hesitated for a long time, and finally said, "Then this... maybe it's your father?"

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