Chapter 7: Fury Kill

The air was torn apart, and the silver arrow flew with incredible speed. Wang Li's face was filled with horror and despair. He wanted to run, but his legs felt as if they were stuck in a swamp, unable to move at all. He was locked in by a terrifying aura, feeling as if a great mountain was pressing down on him

He then found a bag to pack several corpses, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding forest landscape, and his fist struck fiercely against the air around him, causing the surrounding woods to twist rapidly.

The Taoist temple, like a fledgling eagle spreading its wings, suddenly unfurled its arms with great force, unleashing divine power, tearing through the vast sky, and charged towards the young man in black.

Upon hearing this, Daoling glanced at her, his eyes flashing with a cold light, and the murderous intent within him intensified further

Wang Qian's heart instantly became fervent, as she was well aware of Chen Fu's character. The treasures that could move Chen Fu were certainly extraordinary, and he must possess a considerable amount of wealth. She felt a twinge of regret for having called Wang Li over.

The great arrow pierced the sky, rushing towards us, emanating a magical sound, a low rumble that resonated, causing one's heart to race, incredibly swift

"Damn it, go die!" The young man in black roared, his entire being surging with energy as the dormant momentum within him erupted. He clenched his fist tightly, forming a fist imprint that shot forward.

With a whoosh, his entire body surged with divine power, the dormant energy within him rapidly advancing into his palm at a torrential speed, propelling the silver arrow forward!

Under the horrified gaze of Wang Qian, Wang Li's brow was directly pierced, and his body was sent flying backward by the silver arrow, impaled in mid-air, blood gushing out.

"Threatening me?" Dao Ling snorted coldly, his entire being exuding an overwhelming aura, akin to a ferocious beast awakening, with a ferociously powerful presence emanating from his body

His body began to burn like a furnace, entering a state of deep meditation

"Killing him will only dirty my hands, I reward you with a great arrow." Wang Li sneered as he lifted the silver longbow he was holding, placing a silver arrow on the bowstring. In an instant, he drew it back to a full moon shape, and with a slight vibration of the bowstring, a silver arrow shot directly at his head.

"This is too boring, and he's already showing his trump card. I haven't even had enough of the fight yet," Dao Ling frowned, having just intended to hone his physical abilities, but he did not expect his opponent to reveal his hidden strength so soon

A powerful surge of medicinal energy coursed through his entire body, invigorating him and causing the blood within him to rise rapidly.

Haha, what got into this kid, daring to catch my arrow? He is seeking his own demise! Wang Li did not get angry but instead laughed, for the impact of the large arrow would crush his arm

He took a glance at the basket and was somewhat surprised at where the cripple had obtained these treasures. Could it be that the cripple is capable of finding high-grade ores?

"Quickly kill him, kill this little beast!" Wang Qian shouted angrily, unable to tolerate a small person acting arrogantly in front of her. She growled, "I wonder how much longer he can keep up this act."

With a loud roar, Daoling unleashed a powerful cry, his entire body surging with blood energy. His clothes billowed as he threw a punch, directly shattering this wave of energy.

Upon hearing this, Wang Li's gaze turned icy. This worthless individual has quite the audacity to speak to me in such a manner. He snorted coldly: "It seems you are seeking your own demise, an ignorant fool who knows nothing of the world."

The young man in black suddenly fell silent, as if he had seen a ghost; Dao Ling had actually caught the silver arrow!

Clenching his fist, Dao Ling took a deep breath and tilted his head back to drink the foundation-building liquid

Wang Ling has already become a master of the Rhythm Spirit realm. He knows that his current strength is too far from that of the other party, and now is not the time to collect debts

The young man in black clenched his fists tightly, his face twisted in a snarl as he shouted: "You little beast, you are doomed. He actually killed Wang Li; prepare for endless pursuit!"

"Shattered Stone Fist!" The young man in black shouted loudly as his fist surged forward, aiming to crush Daoling's skull

Never mind, I will ask him when the lame man returns, it is likely to be in the next few days

"Kid, I admit you are somewhat capable, but if you want to kill me, you are still too inexperienced!" The expression of the young man in black suddenly turned cold, and he sneered, as if he had already seen through Dao Ling.

The immense force pressed down, causing the black-clad youth's arms to break apart. In the end, Daoling's fist struck his chest, sending his body flying backward, where he lay on the ground, sobbing, with his chest cracking open, and his body rapidly growing cold

This is a terrifying force that locks onto Daoling's body, exerting immense pressure. If it were a person with a weaker physique, they would be unable to move at all. Moreover, when archery is practiced to the utmost level, the pervasive killing intent can even take a life

Daoling's strikes became increasingly rapid, at times resembling a monkey, at other times like a spirit snake. His entire being surged with vitality, growing ever faster, with a robust blood energy accompanied by a scorching aura pressing forward

After listening to the legend of the God of Sleep, Wang Qian covered her red lips with her jade hand and laughed mockingly, "So it is the God of Sleep, how interesting, truly fascinating!"

"Split apart!" the young man in black gritted his teeth and said, his cold gaze fixed on Daoling's head, as if he could already envision the scene of it shattering

His fist surged forward like a massive boulder crashing down, shaking the air as if it were exploding, exhibiting tremendous ferocity; this is a formidable martial skill

Having completed all of this, he took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Wang Ling, Wang Ya, you wait for me, I will never spare you!"

The body of Daoling moved, and with a sudden stomp of his foot, the earth cracked under the tremor. His entire being erupted with divine power, and his blood surged with intensity

Daoling's palm suddenly clenched, forming a fist that exuded a powerful and unyielding aura, and he swung his fist forward with great force

Under Wang Li's incredulous gaze, his palm reached directly for the large arrow that was shooting towards him.

Wang Li's face was filled with terror, and until his death, he could not comprehend how this useless person, the God of Sleep, could possibly have killed him

The atmosphere is filled with a sense of impending violence

He did not understand the formation and could only break through it with brute force. It took him more than half an hour to break through a corner. Daoling clenched his fist and thought to himself: "I must accelerate my improvement; my strength is too weak. Even selling something requires caution and consideration."

Wang Qian also did not expect that this notoriously useless person would put on such an act. Today has truly broadened her horizons. She sneered, "You worthless fool, I will not let you die easily. The consequences of offending me are often very tragic."

After speaking, his whole body suddenly shook with a powerful momentum, his entire palm instantly clenched into a fist, emitting a fierce and trembling wave, capable of shattering small mountains.

Ah... Wang Qian screamed, his eyes fixed on the black-clad youth lying dead on the ground. He fell to his knees with a thud and pleaded pitifully, "Please don't kill me, please, you can do whatever you want."

Stop disgusting me here. Dao Ling snorted coldly and said indifferently, "This is all your own doing. If you want to kill me, be prepared to be killed!"

Dao Ling still feels a little uneasy. In the future, be careful when buying and selling things. If Wang Qian brings in an expert, it will be completely dangerous, because even a person at the Rhyme Spirit Realm can easily suppress him with one palm.

She was so angry that her body was trembling. In her heart, she shouted, "Damn it, didn't you say he was useless? Bastard!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Kill him, he must be killed! Wang Qian's face was full of resentment as he roared. Only by killing him could he save his own life, otherwise Wang Ling would never let her go.

Two shadows intertwined with each other, moving at an extremely fast speed. Traces were left everywhere in the air, and the compressed air exploded, creating a vacuum zone.

Are you assuming that just because you and your brother share the same behavior, you can easily defeat me? Dao Ling licked his lips and glanced at the three of them, except for the guards behind them, the two of them were too weak.

His physique is terrifying. The man in black was shocked, unable to imagine that this fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy had almost the same power as him!

A loud sound of "peng" was heard, and a loud noise filled the air. Dao Ling's punch was as powerful as breaking bamboo, hitting his fist.

The eyes of Daoling flickered with a cold light, extremely frightening. Wang Ling took away his blue crystal, causing him to almost die. He didn't expect retribution to come so quickly.

Throw the body into the garbage room casually. Dao Ling came home. It was getting dark quickly at this time.

Oh, Sleep God, what treasures are you selling? Hand over what you're selling first. Wang Li's heart burned with desire. This waste actually had treasures. Just thinking about it made him envious. He felt like it would soon belong to him.

Upon hearing these words, the young man in black almost spat blood in anger and shouted, "You're insulting me at the brink of death! You're asking for death! Bring it on!"

Holding a silver arrow, Dao Ling landed on the ground, coldly looking at Wang Li and said, "It's you who will die!"

The face of the young man in black looks a bit ugly, and the aura of Dao Ling is not only fierce, but also has a touch of fiery breath, making his whole body feel a tendency of withering.

Watching the fallen corpses, Wang Qian's face turned pale with fright. He actually killed Wang Li, who was Wang Ling's younger brother. If he died, even if Dao Ling was killed now, she would still be held responsible.

Dao Ling sat on the ground, took out the fourth-grade Foundation Building Liquid, opened the bottle cap, and smelled a burst of fragrance.

The young master's arrow is enough to shoot him down, but to catch the big arrow, it is difficult without ten thousand jin of immense strength... The black-clad youth behind him also nodded.