Chapter 963

The golden giant palm smashed down fiercely, as if intending to kill all Lin Yue and them here.

The sights of Lin Yue's people were covered by gold, but they didn't panic. Those who knew Lin Yue knew that this trick was not worth mentioning to Lin Yue.

Sure enough, facing the powerful aura rushing, Lin Yue smiled and gently raised his hand.

Boom boom boom!

The huge golden palm and Lin Yue's fist collided with each other, forming a sharp contrast between the big and the small.

A huge roar sounded, and the entire Taocheng seemed to be shaken!

As the smoke disappeared, Yang Qingsong and Yang Luo looked forward, their eyes widened unimaginably.

In front of them, Lin Yue slowly lowered his arm, showing no injuries on his body.

"How can it be!"

Yang Qingsong shook his head, not daring to imagine his eyes.

Although he didn't use 100% of his power in the move just now because he was inside the Dao City, but even so, it was not a problem at all that that power killed several Ten Thousand Soul Realm guys.

But the scene before him was clearly telling him that his tricks did not cause any damage to Lin Yue and the others.

Yang Luo was dumbfounded when he saw all this, and his brain fell into a blank.

Suddenly, Yang Qingsong's pupils shrank suddenly and stared at Lin Yue's body.

After a few breaths, Yang Qingsong's face became more and more ugly.

In his eyes, Lin Yue is still a person with no cultivation skills, but such a person can actually block his tricks unharmed!

It's really scary!

Thinking of this, Yang Qingsong's hair stood up, and he quickly wanted to take Yang Luo out of here.

He already wanted to understand that since Lin Yue knew his strength and identity, he must be certain to bring him in specially.

Coupled with the weird scene that happened just now, it made Yang Qingsong want to leave here immediately.

But ideals and reality are often contrary to each other.

The moment Yang Qingsong was about to pull Yang Luo away, a burst of blood spurted out of Yang Luo's mouth, and his eyes were filled with confusion.

"Father...I am...what's wrong..."

Yang Luo's face turned pale, and at the same time, unstoppable blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Yang Qingsong stretched out his hand to put his hand on Yang Luo's shoulder, and checked his body with spiritual thoughts, but found nothing.

terrible!

At this moment, not only Yang Luo, but even Yang Qingsong's heart also had a touch of fear.

The ensuing changes made him unable to understand what had happened, and a fear called the unknown eroded both of them.

"City Lord Yang, can you think about compensation this time?"

When everyone came over, Lin Yue asked with a smile.

Seeing Lin Yue's figure, Yang Luo hurriedly shrank back, his eyes full of horror.

Yang Qingsong on the side also felt a tingling scalp when he heard Lin Yue's voice. At this time, he couldn't help but regret it. If he had given out the compensation honestly before.

"...What do you want, I'll let someone send it."

Yang Qingsong appeared to admit defeat. Seeing these weird methods, he could no longer give birth to the desire to continue resisting.

"As long as you let my son recover, you can give you whatever you want."

Looking at Yang Luo, who was still vomiting blood in his arms and languid, Yang Qingsong said distressedly.

"Oh?"

Lin Yue smiled softly.

"How about swapping your life for your son's life?"

Hearing these words, Yang Qingsong's face changed drastically, "What do you mean?"

Lin Yue raised his eyebrows and just looked at him calmly.

Noting the look in Lin Yue's eyes, Yang Qingsong suddenly became angry.

As a powerful spiritual king, Lin Yue actually said that he wanted his life, so he despised him!

"Although I don't know what method you used, I don't believe that no one in the entire Dongsheng Dao domain will understand it!"

Yang Qingsong said angrily, and then picked up Yang Luo to leave here.

Although the trick he used before was blocked by Lin Yue, in Yang Qingsong's heart, he only felt that Lin Yue had used weird means to resolve it.

He hadn't guessed about Lin Yue's true strength yet. With his current mood, if Yang Luo had a strange disease on his body, he would have to compete with Lin Yue.

"what!"

But when Yang Qingsong turned around, Yang Luo let out a scream.

Yang Qingsong looked quickly and found that Yang Luo's breath was weakening rapidly. The most weird thing was that there was a scarlet qi line extending from Yang Luo's heart!

Looking along the scarlet gas line, Yang Qingsong was shocked to find that Lin Yue was actually on the other side of the line.

This scarlet gas line was clearly shot from Lin Yue's hands.

It is a blood sacrifice to refine the heart!

"You...what did you do?"

Yang Qingsong asked uncertainly, even though he had guessed in his heart that Lin Yue was probably using this method to control Yang Luo.

And this method is extremely evil, there is no connection and touch, only relying on an untouchable red line to control his son's life.

"City Master Yang is so smart, he can't guess it."

Lin Yue smiled faintly, already knowing Yang Qingsong's thoughts well.

After experiencing 100,000 years of reincarnation, his insight has been improved to the extreme.

Not to mention Yang Qingsong's thoughts, even Lin Yue could infer what he planned to do next.

It is with this ability that Lin Yue can turn the other people around again and again.

It's not because those people don't have enough IQ. Those who need Lin Yue to devise a strategy to deal with are all strong. They didn't live in vain for so many years.

It's a pity that they met Lin Yue, their minds were completely understood by Lin Yue, and they were naturally led by their noses, just like Yang Qingsong is now.

Facing Lin Yue's question, Yang Qingsong's eyes dimmed.

Yang Qingsong was silent for a while, he knew that Lin Yue was forcing him to make a decision whether or not to take his life for Yang Luo.

He knew that what Lin Yue said before to take his life was not to kill him, but to use other means to control his life, but Yang Qingsong's heart was still full of indignation.

"Despicable... if I didn't use my son to threaten me... how would I..."

Yang Qingsong's face was full of entanglements, and it was hard for him to obey a young man like Yu Lin Yue, but he knew that if he refused, Yang Luo would face death.

Lin Yue let out a chuckle when he heard Yang Qingsong's words.