Di Lingtian’s palm was extremely fast. It left a trail of afterimages in the air and slammed heavily towards Zi Shuilan’s heart with the whistling of the wind.
Oh no, oh no. This man really did not know his limits. He came to poach from Di Lingtian as soon as he woke up and completely angered him.
Di Lingtian had once injured Feng Yunyi with a single palm wind. This time, he wouldn’t even need to use his palm wind to directly hit him. He would be beaten into a meat pie!
Jun Jianlin, Feng Yunqi, and Bai Mo simply did not dare to look at what was about to happen.
What speed! What a fierce attack!
A dangerous light flashed in Zi Shuilan’s purple eyes. His strength was only at the Tier 9 of the spiritual realm. No matter speed or strength, he was not Di Lingtian’s opponent.
It was too late to dodge or block.
The difference in strength determined that Zi Shuilan could only stand and take this blow.
But thinking that he had no choice but to wait for death was belittling him!
He was no longer the person he was before.
Just as Di Lingtian’s palm was about to hit Zi Shuilan’s heart, several purple lights suddenly emitted from his heart, forming a purple light barrier around his body.
A dazzling purple light suddenly illuminated the courtyard, blinding Feng Yunqi, Jun Jianlin, and Bai Mo.
The moment the purple light appeared, Di Lingtian’s palm came into contact with it. It pierced through the purple light screen and landed heavily on Zi Shuilan’s chest.
With a loud bang, the purple light screen shattered like glass.
The blood in Zi Shuilan’s heart churned, and a sweet blood kept pouring out of the corner of her lips.
He staggered and retreated more than ten meters.
He only stopped when his back hit a big tree in the courtyard.
There were specks of red blood on the ground and several plants in the garden were trampled by him as he retreated.
Zi Shuilan held his chest and looked at Di Lingtian indignantly.
This man was so powerful!
If the purple light hadn’t blocked 80% of his strength, he would have definitely been killed on the spot with this palm hitting his chest.
However, when his gaze landed on Jun Mohuang in Di Lingtian’s arms, he was instantly filled with fighting spirit.
“You’re still alive? Again!”
Di Lingtian smiled and let go of Jun Mohuang.
“Forget it, just throw him out.”
Jun Mohuang immediately tugged on his sleeve. Although this man had made her very annoyed the moment he arrived, it wasn’t to the extent of her wanting to kill him.
Di Lingtian patted her hand. “Huang’er, don’t worry, he won’t die.”
This person… how could he bear to let him die?
After that, Di Lingtian slapped Zi Shuilan three more times. The situation was similar to the first time.
Although Zi Shuilan was not a match, he relied on summoning the purple light to form a light screen to protect his life.
Jun Jianlin and the other two who were watching from the sidelines originally thought that he would definitely die. They did not expect Zi Shuilan to withstand it and were momentarily impressed by him.
However… if he still had not managed to kill his love rival four times in a row, Di Lingtian would probably directly slap him to death in a fit of anger.
Zi Shuilan still wouldn’t escape his tragic fate.
Just as the three of them were thinking this, Di Lingtian retracted his palm and said with slight disdain.
“It’s a stretch to survive four times. You can stay by Huang’er’s side and be a small fry.”
His words shocked the four people in the courtyard.
Staying behind to be a small fry… was of course to be a concubine.
She did not expect Di Lingtian to be so open about finding a concubine for his other half.
What a shattering thought!
