"You all treat me as prey, but unfortunately for me, Ling Yun, you are the prey!"
Ling Yun glanced around and said coldly and proudly: "Isn't this sad?"
"What is he saying?"
"Is it possible that he has been stimulated to the point of going crazy?"
"I'm afraid I'm really crazy, otherwise why would I say such crazy words?"
Everyone around was shocked.
Everyone can see that Ling Yun's situation is extremely bad and he is already prey in a trap.
As a result, Ling Yun, the prey, actually said that the hunter who was about to capture him was pathetic.
He also said that he, the prey, is the hunter.
This is simply hilarious.
Ling Yun no longer intends to waste time with these people.
He had dealt with these people before, just to see how many trump cards these people had hidden.
But now it seems that he overestimated these people! After holding it in for a long time, these people actually had only such tricks.
If that's all, then there's really no need for him to continue playing with these people.
Dinglong Sword! Qiang! Ling Yun took out the Dinglong Sword.
Ling Yun's previous attack was purely Yuan Gang's power, and any martial arts or weapons were useless.
But now, he not only took out the Dinglong Sword, but also decided to use Beiming Sword Technique.
"The sword controls the long river!"
"Shocking Fist."
At the same moment, Qin Feiyu and Xiao Chen attacked.
They wanted to continue to hold Ling Yun back so that Hong Yingyuan could attack Ling Yun from behind.
"Migrate to Nanming!"
Lingyun's lightning struck out with two swords.
The seventh form of Beiming Sword Technique, migrate to Nanming! The characteristic of this form is its high speed.
The two swords thrust out were no less powerful than three thousand five hundred dragons.
This power is comparable to that of a true Dharma powerhouse.
The starting strength standard for those with strong Dharma signs is three thousand dragons.
No matter how strong Qin Feiyu and Xiao Cheng are, they can't compare to those with strong Dharma skills.
They never imagined that Ling Yun's power could be so terrifying.
Ling Yun did not use any martial arts or methods before, but only used pure Yuan Gang power.
At that time, they mistakenly thought that Ling Yun had cast some secret technique.
I thought that was Ling Yun's ultimate power.
Who would have thought that Ling Yun's real power would be stronger! Boom! Boom! In an instant, Qin Feiyu and Xiao Chen's attacks were all chopped into pieces.
They were also struck by Lingyun's sword energy, and their bodies flew backwards.
Hong Yingyuan, who was preparing to attack Ling Yun again, suddenly felt a thump in his heart.
He reacted quickly and subconsciously wanted to escape.
However, Ling Yun was faster than him.
As soon as he moved his body, he felt a sharp force approaching behind him.
In an instant, Hong Yingyuan judged that it was too late for him to escape.
Hong Yingyuan could only run Yuan Gang crazily, trying to resist Ling Yun's attack.
But he still underestimated Ling Yun's power.
His Yuan Gang was like tofu in front of Ling Yun's Dinglong Sword, being easily pierced.
Pfft! Then, Hong Yingyuan's body was also penetrated by the Dinglong Sword.
Ling Yun holds the sword and holds everything.
Hong Yingyuan's body was immediately cut into two pieces and fell far away.
Of course, this kind of injury can only be regarded as a serious injury to Hong Yingyuan, a half-step master, and it cannot kill him.
Ling Yun decided to add another sword to kill his head and soul.
Just when he was about to kill Hong Yingyuan, a black shadow came through the void.
This black shadow is a spear! The spear carries the power of breaking the sun and attacks Ling Yun's head.
Ling Yun frowned.
He is strong, but that doesn't mean he is invincible.
Even if he was stabbed in the head by this spear, he would not be able to stop it.
Ling Yun could only stop and slash the spear away with one sword.
After the spear was knocked away, it fell into the hands of a burly middle-aged man.
"Wang Zhenxi!"
Ling Yun's eyes were cold.
This burly middle-aged man is Wang Zhenxi, the head of the top family in Xingyue City and the Wang family.
Ling Yun was not surprised that Wang Zhenxi appeared here.
Because three days ago, among the six powerful disciples that Ling Yun killed in Tongrentang, there was a woman named "Wang Tingyu".
Wang Tingyu is Wang Zhenxi's legitimate daughter.
Looking at Ling Yun, Wang Zhenxi's eyes were filled with resentment: "You little beast, the hatred of female murder is irreconcilable. Today I will use your life to pay homage to my poor daughter Tingyu!"
"Hahahaha, I'm just standing here, waiting for you to kill me!"
Ling Yun laughed.
This heroic laughter made many warriors around him excited.
But Wang Zhenxi and others became even more angry.
"Chief of the royal family, the power this person just exploded is no less than that of a powerful Dharma figure. He must have used the secret method of overdraft."
Hong Yingyuan roared bitterly: "Now is the perfect time to kill him. The royal family leader must not give him a chance to breathe!"
He was seriously injured today.
Even if it can be repaired afterwards, it will probably affect the foundation of cultivation.
Ling Yun first killed his son Hong Yang, and now destroyed his martial arts foundation.
This made him hate Ling Yun as much as he wanted.
Wang Zhenxi's eyes lit up.
To be honest, it was impossible for him not to be wary of Ling Yun's displayed strength.
But what Hong Yingyuan said makes sense.
He didn't believe that Ling Yun really had the power of Dharma.
The only possibility is that Ling Yun used some overdraft secret method.
This secret method has a time limit.
Ling Yun may be at a weak moment now.
"Hate me so much?"
Ling Yun looked at Hong Yingyuan coldly.
"Hahaha, little beast, after you are defeated, I will definitely drink your blood and eat your flesh."
Hong Yingyuan looked crazy and said.
"Very good, then I will send you back to the west first."
Ling Yun said.
As he spoke, he glanced directly at Hong Yingyuan.
"Ling Yun, if you want to kill someone, get through me first!"
Wang Zhenxi sneered.
Buzz! He no longer hesitated, his spear was like a dragon, and he swept towards Ling Yun with overwhelming force.
"Flying Sword Technique!"
Ling Yun used the flying sword technique.
The Dinglong Sword flew out to fight Wang Zhenxi.
"You want to kill me with just one sword?"
Wang Zhenxi's eyes were gloomy, feeling despised by Ling Yun.
However, when the Dinglong Sword resisted Wang Zhenxi, Ling Yun kept moving and continued to rush towards Hong Yingyuan.
"not good!"
Wang Zhenxi's heart skipped a beat.
He immediately realized that Ling Yun was not trying to kill him, but just wanted to stop him.
Ling Yun’s real target is Hong Yingyuan! Almost at the same time.
Ling Yun appeared next to Hong Yingyuan again.
Without any hesitation, he slashed at Hong Yingyuan's head with one sword.
Hong Yingyuan's head was chopped into pieces.
His soul tried to escape, but was crushed into powder by Ling Yun's sword energy.
The deputy general of the city lord, a master of half-step magic, died under Ling Yun's sword before he even had time to let out an angry roar.
Others around him became increasingly horrified.
"Beast, I don't believe you are invincible!"
Wang Zhenxi's eyes were blood red.
Anger and hatred have overtaken his example.
"act recklessly."
Lingyun suddenly stabbed Wang Zhenxi sharply like an icy sword.
Does Wang Zhenxi really think that he can't kill him?
The seventh form of Beiming Sword Technique, moving to Nanming! Ling Yun's body scurried up and came to Wang Zhenxi, holding the Dinglong Sword.
Then, he directly held the sword and stabbed forward.