Simultaneous time travel, starting from Little Li Flying Dagger

A wild aura erupted from Liang Ting, who was completely naked. He was like a wild beast that had gone out of control, and he used his dozens of soft bones to stab Chu Ke like a thousand swords being fired at once.

"Just now, using the San Yi Sect's standard fighting method, I forcefully countered his soft bones with reverse force. Although this proved sufficient to withstand injury, it consumed a large amount of Qi. If this drags on, the outcome will likely be dire."

Chuk already had a plan in mind. Since he couldn't defeat his opponent using the techniques of the Three Ones Sect,

Then I can also use the techniques of the Chuk of the Realms!

The next moment, dozens of supple bones appeared like a spider web, wrapping, entwining, locking, and encircling, densely blocking all paths.

Suddenly, Chu Ke's figure rose up, his clothes fluttering like a lone goose spreading its wings. It was the ultimate lightness skill passed down by Little Li Tan Hua, "Dragonfly Three Blanchings in Water"!

His figure darted through the whip-like net, like a butterfly flitting among flowers, or a dragonfly skimming the water; each supple bone almost brushed against the hem of his clothes.

"Run? What's the use of running! Don't you even have the courage to fight me?"

Despite failing to capture Chuk, Liang Ting showed no anger; instead, a mocking expression grew on his face.

That's right, all of them are correct!

It's that long-lost feeling!

This familiar feeling of torturing and killing someone to death surged into Liang Ting's heart. Instantly, images of Gao Yingcai's daughter, whom he had tormented to the point of madness and insanity, and countless other women who had been tortured to death in front of their husbands flashed into his mind.

"Cool!"

Just as Liang Ting was enjoying himself immensely, his internal energy suddenly became chaotic, surging out of control like a river bursting its banks.

The next moment, countless soft bones lost control, and the feeling of them crumbling inch by inch suddenly gripped him.

"How is that possible?!"

Suddenly, Chuck spread his hands out, and in an instant, a thousand palm shadows appeared, transforming like a thousand leaves fluttering in the air, so fast that only a hazy afterimage remained.

The "Great Compassionate Thousand-Leaf Hand" is one of the 72 Shaolin Arts!

Chuk neither attacked nor killed, but simply used his skillful touch to manipulate the soft bones, leading them into a tangle and breaking their strength. Every move he made precisely targeted the weaknesses in the movement of the soft bones.

Dozens of flexible weapons instantly fell into disarray, tangling, colliding, and disintegrating, shattering the encirclement!

"What kind of technique is this?"

Liang Ting's eyes were filled with shock, and the manic joy on his face froze instantly, so much so that he forgot to breathe.

"You made yourself so ugly just for such a weak mechanism?"

"So stupid, no wonder nobody wants to look at you."

Chuk sneered, his words striking right at Liang Ting's most vulnerable nerve.

"I'm going to fucking tear you apart!"

Like hot oil poured down, it instantly stung Liang Ting's long-buried pain and tyranny!

"You?"

Before he could finish speaking, Chuck had already dashed out.

Without the restraint of the Soft Bone Binding Lock, he moved with lightning speed, instantly closing in on Liang Ting.

"Cartoonish, Great Fireball Technique!"

Chuk's surrounding energy suddenly became scorching and distorted. He let out a deep shout, and his dantian energy surged wildly, unleashing a condensed, fiery ball of energy from his throat—

In an instant, the raging flames transformed into a rolling fireball, carrying a scorching heat wave as it crashed down on Liang Ting. The flames roared, the heat wave hit him, and even the surrounding air crackled and popped, its power and dominance were extremely overwhelming.

The flames suddenly engulfed Liang Ting, his skin and flesh sizzling and burning instantly, filling the air with the smell of burning flesh.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

A piercing scream rang out, like the wailing of a vengeful ghost in the night, filled with despair and agony, startling the several figures fighting on the other side into stopping their attacks.

"He...he actually managed to defeat Liang Ting?"

Xia Liuqing, who was about to capture Lu Jin, suddenly changed her expression and became panicked.

He knew Liang Ting's strength very well; if they really fought, even he and Jin Feng together might not be a match for him.

Xia Liuqing glanced at Lu Jin opposite her again and exclaimed in fright,

These three sects are all at the second level of reverse rebirth, so why is there such a big difference between them?

The three of them, including Chengzhen, were also incredulous. They had originally thought that someone like Bai Xiao Liang Ting was someone that could not be defeated without the appearance of the Left Sect Master, but they never expected that he would be dealt with by Chu Ke.

What kind of technique is that flame with such great power? Is it a method of the Fire Virtue Sect?

But in any case, with the opponent's strongest fighter fallen, there's no need to worry tonight.

The tense members of the Sanyi Sect all changed their expressions to shock, and their gazes toward Chu Ke now carried a hint of awe and horror.

As the firelight dissipated, Liang Ting was seen with his skin blistering and charred black, writhing and convulsing in pain.

However, several talismans around him suddenly lit up with a faint golden light. The light was weak but resilient, and it withstood most of the burning power, keeping him alive until he died on the spot.

"I...I want you dead!" Black blood flowed from Liang Ting's mouth and nose, but his eyes bulged out from the pain and resentment, staring intently at Chu Ke.

"You're such a weakling, are you going to cry again? Why don't you go back to your mom?"

"Oh, I forgot, you've already killed your mother."

Chuk mocked Liang Ting mercilessly. Since he enjoyed seeing his victims die in despair, Chuk would retaliate in kind, ensuring Liang Ting died with his eyes wide open in disbelief.

For people whose psychological abnormalities are caused by a distorted childhood, no matter how tough they appear on the outside or how fierce their cultivation is, they are still as fragile as paper on the inside, and can be broken with a single poke.

Commonly known as a giant baby.

This is something that Chuk in the black robe personally experienced.

Chuk's sarcasm and indifferent gaze enraged Liang Ting to the point of bloodshot eyes. Ignoring the excruciating pain and burning sensation all over his body, he roared back, his eyes surging with an almost insane hatred, wishing he could tear Chuk to pieces.

"Those people you tortured and killed, their eyes were probably the same as yours now when they died."

Chuk appeared calm and collected, but inwardly he was deep in thought.

Liang Ting covered his body with talismans through tattoos, a defense that could even withstand modern guns and cannons.

Killing this humanoid tank is actually quite tricky...

Liang Ting then seemed to realize something and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! You don't actually think you can kill me just because you've broken my trap, do you?"

"My protective talismans make me impervious to blades and spears, even bullets cannot penetrate them. You cannot kill me tonight, but in the future, I will torture and slaughter your family and the disciples of the San Yi Sect, one by one..."

Upon hearing this, Chuk's lips curled slightly, his smile chilling; he already had a plan.

If you can talk, then talk more. I don't believe your broken talisman can protect your exposed mouth and eyes!

Chuk flipped his hands behind his back and drew out two gleaming throwing knives.

The next moment, there was no earth-shattering sound, only two cold lights so fast that their tracks were invisible, piercing through the air and shooting straight at Liang Ting's throat and eyes.

"The righteous energy of heaven and earth converges into a single blade!"

Faced with such villains, whoever they are, killing them is an act of righteousness!

The blade flashed like a shooting star chasing the moon, incredibly fast and incredibly accurate—it was the unerring Little Li Flying Dagger of Li Xunhuan's lineage!

"Yes!"

Amidst the gray fog, Chuk, dressed in black robes, watched the entire event with great excitement, clenching his fist and waving his hand.

Liang Ting deserved to die, but his strange mechanical and flexible bone techniques were a tremendous opportunity and treasure for me!