C127 (1/2)

”However, since the people have already been sent, we might as well stay!”

When Chu Ling heard this, he couldn't help but be shocked. He immediately turned around and was about to leave, but at that moment, a huge suction force came from the bottom of the cliff, causing him to directly fall down the cliff.

”Brat, you really are quite bold. Come, tell me, what benefits did Song Wu let those old bastards give you?”

Before Chu Ling could steady himself, he saw on the stone wall at the bottom of the cliff a haggard looking man, who looked like he would be dried up by the wind, constantly sneering at him.

The man had a dragon-shaped iron rod in his right hand, but his arms and legs, chest, abdomen, and shoulders were all pierced by a dragon-shaped iron rod. The withered man was nailed to the stone wall.

Aside from the two metal rods on his chest, the rest of his body was made up of one metal rod. Adding the iron rod in the skinny man's hand, there were a total of nine rods. Clearly, they had all been suppressed by someone here.

Chu Ling simply had no idea how profound this person was, but he knew that the person who could be imprisoned here was definitely not some mediocre person.

Therefore, Chu Ling wanted to crush the jade pendant that the silver haired old man at the entrance of the valley gave him, waiting for his rescue. However, he did not expect that before he could even use a bit of strength, he already felt a wave of energy firmly locking onto him.

As long as he made the slightest movement, perhaps the silver-haired old man would also rush over. However, most likely, he would be met with his own corpse.

That was why Chu Ling immediately took his hand and left the jade. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the skinny man muttering to himself.

”Originally, I wanted to let you live a bit longer, and after talking to this old man, I'll send you to your death. However, you seem to be too timid and want to ask for help the moment you see me.

”So, I'll send you on your way as soon as possible!”

After the skinny old man finished speaking, the dragon-shaped iron rod in his hand instantly smashed towards Chu Ling. Although it had not descended yet, Chu Ling could still feel the ground beneath his feet beginning to sink, even he himself felt as if he was carrying a huge mountain, as though he was not even able to straighten his back.

But for Chu Ling, even if he died, he would definitely not let others kill him so easily, even if he was not someone he could fight back against.

Thus, Chu Ling at that time let out a loud roar, and his body instantly swelled up as his right hand clenched into a fist and smashed towards the dragon-shaped iron rod that was falling down from the sky.

However, Chu Ling's fist directly smashed into the air, and in that instant, his body almost lost its balance and fell onto the ground.

And at that time, Chu Ling only felt that he had listened to Song Zhiming's instructions, and the Hundred Sect Order hanging from his waist actually directly flew towards the skinny man.

”Hundred Sect Order!” The skinny man held onto the Hundred Sect Order and the expression in his eyes softened a bit. He couldn't help but stroke it with his fingers.

”Who is Chu Han to you? ”You'd better tell the truth. Otherwise, I want you to die without a burial ground.”

When Chu Ling heard this, he could not help but frown. He had already confirmed that he was no match for the skinny man in front of him, so Chu Ling no longer hesitated and said: ”I am Chu Han's son, Chu Ling.”