The shadows of two hundred ancient stars represent two million kilograms of power.
In the battle with masters such as Ling Hai and Murong Chun, Ling Yun showed a huge strength of 1.5 million kilograms.
People think that is Ling Yun's limit.
After all, it is already a miracle that a martial artist can exert a force of 1.5 million kilograms.
However, people never imagined that this was not Ling Yun's full strength.
Today, at the top of Cold Mountain, Ling Yun took action again, exerting a terrifying force of two million kilograms.
Before the punch came, Ling Yuan's hair was blown back.
The peanuts under his feet turned into powder in an instant.
Ling Yuan suddenly moved.
Even he was shocked when he saw Ling Yun exert a huge force of two million kilograms.
Boom! The next moment, he suddenly stood up.
As soon as he stood up, the rock he was sitting on shattered, and a terrifying hot breath suddenly spread out around his body, centered on his body.
He didn't throw any punches.
With only pure spiritual power, he collided with Ling Yun's fist.
The deafening sound resounded in all directions.
Ling Yun's fist force suddenly collapsed.
Ling Yuan's body swayed slightly and quickly stabilized his steps.
People were amazed at how powerful Ling Yuan was. Faced with such a powerful attack, he just staggered without even moving his feet. They also further felt that Ling Yun was extraordinary and could actually make a veteran martial artist shake.
"Okay, okay, Ling Yun, I waited for you for three days in vain. You are stronger than I thought. I hope you can bring me more surprises."
Ling Yuan was not surprised but happy.
He really wished Ling Yun could be stronger, otherwise it would be too easy to crush him to death, which would undoubtedly be meaningless.
While talking, he also moved.
If Ling Yun is a fire dragon, then Ling Yuan is the flaming roc.
He leapt forward, leaped five meters into the air, faced Ling Yun condescendingly, and pressed down with his palm.
Boom! With this press, a flaming palm the size of a house condensed out of thin air, covering the entire space above Ling Yun.
What is frightening is that above the flame palm, two hundred and fifty ancient stars appear as phantoms.
"Nine killing fists!"
Ling Yun did not dodge or evade, but raised his hand to fight fiercely with the pressing flame palm.
Bang bang bang... At first, the ground beneath Ling Yun's feet continued to crumble, and his body was sinking. Even his legs were pressed into the ground bit by bit.
But the characteristic of Nine Kills Fist is that it is not strong at the beginning, and becomes more terrifying as it goes on.
When the eight layers of dark energy burst out, the terrifying power was earth-shattering.
As if a volcano erupted, the flaming palm in the sky was blasted with a fist force that shot up into the sky, punching a hole in it.
Immediately afterwards, a figure carrying torrents of flames passed through the hole in the flame palm and struck Ling Yuan above.
"snort."
Seeing that Ling Yun actually dared to attack, Ling Yuan snorted coldly.
A cold light shone from his eyes.
The aura on his body suddenly surged.
"Fire Cloud Fist."
He turned his palm into a fist.
Fierce flames surged out of his body like a flood, creating billowing clouds of fire in the air.
In the blink of an eye, the fire cloud condensed into a huge fist.
The sky shook.
On this Fire Cloud Fist, three hundred ancient stars actually appeared.
There is no doubt that Ling Yuan is serious about this.
A top martial arts master used his true power to deal with Ling Yun, a martial arts master.
In the eyes of everyone around him, Ling Yun was still glorious even if he lost.
There was only coldness in Ling Yun's eyes.
Three hundred ancient stars?
Ling Yuan is indeed terrifying.
What he predicted back then was correct. If it hadn't been for his recent transformation in strength, he would really have been crushed today.
But now that he appears, how can Ling Yuan suppress him?
The spiritual power in his body suddenly boiled.
Two hundred and eighty-five thousand spiritual powers surged mightily.
"break!"
Endless flames burst out.
Ling Yun's fist and Ling Yuan's fist collided firmly.
Boom! The next moment, Ling Yun was blasted below, collapsing the ground on the top of the mountain, sinking more than five meters downward.
The whole cold mountain was shaken by it.
But Ling Yuan's fist was also blown up by Ling Yun.
Ling Yuan's body also turned into a parabola and fell to the ground. His feet sank into the ground, and two ravines three meters long and half a meter deep were drawn backwards.
The crowd was stunned.
How can this be?
It seemed that Ling Yun was even more embarrassed, but people were still strongly shocked.
A martial artist actually exerted a force of 2.8 million kilograms! Is this Ling Yun still a human?
"Ling Yuan."
Ling Yun's eyes were ruthless, "You destroyed the White Deer Sect and even harmed my senior sister. Today I, Ling Yun, will kill you with my sword."
Hearing this, Ling Yuan shook his head and said: "Ling Yun, it seems that I think highly of you. I thought you were ruthless. Although you are too cold-blooded, you are still a hero.
Unexpectedly, you still can't get rid of your hatred."
Ling Yun said sarcastically: "Then you came to me, wasn't it to avenge Ling Hai?"
"you are wrong."
Ling Yuan's pupils were as red as the bright sun, "Your uncle was killed by you because he was inferior to others. Although I am angry, I will not be swayed by anger.
I came to Dongzhou more because I wanted to come to Dongzhou to kill you and clean up the family, it was just a matter of convenience."
Ling Yun could tell that Ling Yuan was not lying.
Ling Yuan is truly the most rational and cold-blooded person.
Although Ling Hai's murder made Ling Yuan angry, it would not affect Ling Yuan's decision-making.
In other words, his importance to Ling Yuan has not yet reached the level of priority.
At this moment, a strange smile suddenly appeared on Ling Yuan's face.
At the same moment, Ling Yun felt alarm bells ringing in his heart, feeling a strong sense of crisis.
Buzz! Three meters behind Ling Yun, a stone suddenly flew up and shot towards Ling Yun's vest.
If it had been anyone else, they would have been caught off guard and would have been hit.
But Ling Yun had already sensed it, and the moment the stone flew up, he had already moved to the left.
With a whoosh, the stone passed Ling Yun, leaving a bloodstain on Ling Yun's left shoulder.
Judging from this position and direction, as long as Ling Yun slows down a little bit, his heart will be pierced.
"kindness?"
Ling Yuan's smile froze, he didn't expect Ling Yun to be able to dodge his attack.
"Expelling things?
I didn’t expect that your spiritual consciousness has entered the second realm. If I give you some time, you may be promoted to the Great Martial Sect.”
Ling Yun's eyes were a little more serious.
This Ling Yuan was more difficult to deal with than he thought.
The realm of spiritual consciousness is divided into birth, expelling objects, leaving the body, night travel, day travel, appearance, recognition, seizing the body, transcending tribulations and soul.
These realms are of little significance to Ling Yun.
Because he had already cultivated into Yuanshen in his previous life.
But he also had to admit that every time the realm of spiritual consciousness was improved, the power would be a qualitative leap.
It wouldn't matter if his soul could be used. The key point is that his soul was too weak. Even if he recovered last time, it was just a wisp of residual soul, not even a soul.
Expelling things?
Ling Yuan frowned.
In the Dajing Dynasty, there was no division of spiritual consciousness.
After all, the strongest person in Dajing, that is, the Great Wuzong, is in the second realm of spiritual consciousness.
Then his face became even colder: "You know a lot. Sure enough, you have the strength you have now at such a young age. You must have received some kind of fortune.
It’s a pity that no matter how great your fortune is, it’s impossible to make up for the huge gap in realm between you and me.”
If he were just an ordinary martial arts sect, he might not be sure to take down Ling Yun at this moment.
But after his spiritual consciousness reached the state of expelling objects, he deeply felt his own strength and did not think that Ling Yun could compete with him.