"Ling Yun, it's not that I won't save you, it's that I can't help you."
Luodongcheng looked sad.
In his opinion, Ling Yun was like a moth flying into the flame.
It's a pity that he can't afford to offend Prince Xian'an, so he can only watch Ling Yun die.
At the same moment, Ling Yun and the iron-blooded armies of Prince Xian'an's Palace collided.
The Jagged Army is truly extraordinary.
Hundreds of iron-blooded cavalry, all the King of Martial.
In addition, they have a tacit understanding of cooperation all year round, so even top martial arts masters will have a headache when encountering them.
Not to mention, among them was Cao Meng, an eighth-level martial sect.
This is roughly equivalent to the combat power of two top martial arts sects.
Under normal circumstances, even if Ling Yun had top martial arts fighting power, he would still be in big trouble against this iron-blooded army.
However, what Ling Yun is least afraid of is being surrounded and killed.
Because he has a speed advantage.
Possessing the Emperor Jiang Shenfa, his speed is comparable to that of the Great Wuzong.
This combination of hundreds of cavalry poses less of a threat to Ling Yun than Uncle Li did before.
In an instant, people saw a ghostly shadow flashing through the group of cavalry.
Plop, plop... what followed was the sound of a series of blades cutting flesh and blood.
Lines of blood splashed.
Those cavalrymen who had gone through hundreds of battles and had gone through the test of life and death could not take advantage of Ling Yun's extreme speed at all.
They have a strong sense of life and death, but Ling Yun is too fast. Even if they sense a crisis, their bodies cannot keep up.
Suddenly, their throats were opened by Ling Yun's heavenly sword.
Less than five breaths later, the afterimages in the cavalry group suddenly stopped.
Ling Yun's figure appeared next to the group of cavalry.
Then, other guests present saw an extremely terrifying scene.
Bang bang bang... one by one, the cavalrymen fell down from their horses.
When people looked carefully, they saw that the throats of these fallen cavalrymen were cut and blood was gushing out.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of cavalry were lying on the ground. Only Cao Meng, an eighth-level martial sect, had reacted quickly in previous crises and avoided Ling Yun's killing blow, thus escaping the disaster.
The remaining Cao Meng looked extremely ugly.
"Ling Yun, are you Ling Yun?"
He clenched his fists tightly.
The fingers of this eighth-level martial sect and iron-blooded general couldn't help but tremble at this moment.
These hundred cavalrymen have followed him for many years.
Not long ago, they rounded up and killed a martial artist of the same rank as him.
Therefore, there is no doubt about the strength of hundreds of cavalry.
But such a terrifying power was vulnerable to this young man in black.
No matter how dull he is, he can still realize the identity of the young man in black.
In this Dongzhou, there are only two people who have the possibility of possessing this strength.
One is Li Chengfeng, and the other is Ling Yun who came out of nowhere.
The man in front of him was a young man, and it was obviously impossible for him to be Li Chengfeng, so there was only one possibility left.
If it were anyone else, he would be sure to kill him.
But the one facing him was Ling Yun, who had just killed a hundred of his elite cavalry. No matter how confident he was, he didn't think he could compete with him.
"I didn't kill you, I wanted you to bring a message to King Xian'an."
Ling Yun stood calmly, "Tell him that I killed Chen Zhi. If he wants revenge, he can come to me at any time."
"Okay, I will definitely report everything to the prince about what happened today."
Cao Meng looked at Ling Yun with serious eyes.
It stands to reason that since he is so afraid of Ling Yun, he should leave immediately.
But his footsteps did not move, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he changed the topic: "I wonder, has Mr. Ling ever heard of the five hundred thousand reward order?"
"A reward of five hundred thousand?"
Ling Yun frowned.
He just came back from Cixi City and really didn't know about this matter.
"It turns out that the young master doesn't know."
Cao Meng said quietly: "Not long ago, the Ling family put out 500,000 spirit stones to reward Master Ling. No matter if you take Master Ling's head, you can get these 500,000 spirit stones."
As soon as these words came out, everyone present was shocked, and their eyes towards Ling Yun became increasingly different.
It's not like they haven't heard of such things as reward orders.
But with a bounty of up to 500,000 spiritual stones, this is really the first time.
Many large sects may not be able to come up with half a million spiritual stones.
It can be said that with half a million spiritual stones, it is no longer a trivial matter for an individual to have food and clothing, and he can completely build a large sect.
And Ling Yun, who has a bounty on his head, is not only a young martial arts master, but also a mobile treasure house.
In people's eyes, every hair on Ling Yun's body at this moment is worth as much as a panacea.
"Five million spiritual stones?"
Ling Yun was equally surprised.
He knew that the Ling family would not give up, but he did not expect that the Ling family would spend such a large amount of money.
This is almost like using the luck of the Ling family to fight against him.
If it succeeds, the Ling family can continue to be a giant.
Once it fails, the Ling family's status will be shaken.
However, before Ling Yun could think about it, when he was surprised and distracted, something extremely horrifying happened.
A ghostly shadow appeared strangely behind Ling Yun.
Whoa! Sharp spikes poked out from the shadow and stabbed Ling Yun's vest hard.
This time, it was too sudden.
Even if a top martial arts master encountered such an attack, he would probably be killed or injured.
"Ling Yun..." Luo Dongcheng was shocked and wanted to remind Ling Yun.
Unfortunately, the attacker was too fast. Before he could say anything, the attacker's spikes were close to Lingyun's vest.
"You finally took action."
There was no surprise on Ling Yun's face.
He possesses an incomplete soul, and even though he cannot use it, his perception is not comparable to that of ordinary people.
Stab! In front of people's view, the attacker's spikes stabbed into Ling Yun's body without any pause.
"It's over."
Many people's hearts were shocked.
Although people were surprised that Ling Yun would fall into the trap, they did not think that Ling Yun was too careless.
This attack was really too sudden.
Everyone present did not expect this situation.
Cao Meng's face also showed a sneer of success at this moment.
He had a tacit understanding with the attacker.
He spoke here to attract Ling Yun's attention, especially when he said the reward order at the end, which shocked Ling Yun and distracted him, thereby creating a perfect opportunity for the attacker to assassinate him.
Facts have proved that his strategy is extremely successful.
However, there was no pride on the attacker's face, but a look of horror.
The next moment, people saw in disbelief that "Ling Yun", who was stabbed by the attacker, faded and disappeared, and it was simply an afterimage.
But the real Ling Yun, at some point, had arrived beside the attacker.
Whoa! Ling Yun didn't pause at all, his hands were like lightning, grabbing the attacker's arm.
"Damn it."
The attacker was so shocked that his soul almost flew away.
horrible.
This is simply impossible, but it happened like this.
His attack had been planned for a long time, and logically even the Great Wuzong might not be able to avoid it.
As a result, Ling Yun not only avoided him unharmed, but was also able to launch a counterattack against him.
Because he couldn't understand it, he couldn't help but have a strong fear of Ling Yun deep in his heart.
In an instant, facing Ling Yun's counterattack, he did not dare to resist, and retreated as quickly as possible without thinking.