Shen Chaoyang didn't have time to think too much and frantically used his spiritual power to resist, trying to resolve this disaster.
It's a pity that, let alone his strength, he is only close to the Great Wuzong. Even if he is already a Great Wuzong, he cannot stop Ling Yun.
Ling Yun's strength has completely exceeded his imagination.
Boom! As soon as it came into contact, Shen Chaoyang's spiritual power collapsed rapidly.
Then Ling Yun's fist hit his chest mercilessly.
A column of blood spurted out from Shen Chaoyang's back.
This is his chest, which was punched through by Ling Yun on the spot.
Shen Chaoyang's body flew out, but before he hit the ground, Ling Yun grabbed his neck.
"No, you can't kill me. If you kill me, I won't let you go!"
He yelled in fear.
At this moment, he no longer looks like the handsome gentleman he used to be.
Ling Yun's hand that was originally squeezing Shen Chaoyang's neck suddenly loosened, letting Shen Chaoyang fall to the ground.
The crowd around him also relaxed a little.
In their view, this was Shen Chaoyang's threat that worked.
It is obvious that no matter how arrogant Ling Yun is, he is still afraid of Shen Guangming.
People don't think Ling Yun is cowardly.
After all, Shen Guangming is not an ordinary person, he is an old martial arts sect.
What's more, this is still the Shen family, and Shen Guangming has the absolute home court advantage.
Shen Guangming thinks so too.
Suddenly he looked down at Ling Yun and said in a cold voice: "Little beast, if you surrender now, I may be able to fulfill my previous promise and spare your life, but only destroy your cultivation."
But Ling Yun ignored him at all, still looking at Shen Chaoyang and saying: "I won't kill you, not because I'm afraid of the so-called old man you call me, but for Mu Yu's sake."
"presumptuous!"
Shen Guangming was furious, "Get him!"
As he finished speaking, other Shen family masters around him immediately took action.
In an instant, dozens of attacks, with earth-shattering momentum, fell densely towards Ling Yun.
If this hall was not guarded by formations, it would have been wiped out in an instant.
"This kid is dead."
Someone sighed.
"What young martial artist, what kind of genius dares to provoke our Shen family, will only lead to death..." Shen Xing sneered.
Before he finished speaking, a shocking fist force suddenly tore the air apart.
Extremely killing fist! Under the power of this punch, all attacks directed at Ling Yun were shattered.
"What?"
"How can this be?"
Everyone around them stared with wide eyes, their faces full of disbelief.
They knew that Ling Yun was very strong.
But even the Great Wuzong may not be able to resist the situation just now.
Is it possible that Ling Yun's strength is comparable to that of the Great Wuzong?
"Quick, he must have overdrafted, kill him quickly."
Shen Xing screamed.
Whew! When the other Shen family masters heard this, they all rushed towards Ling Yun, trying to snatch this credit.
Obviously, they all believed that even if Ling Yun was very strong, he must have been exhausted after using such an attack.
This is the perfect opportunity for them to kill Ling Yun.
"Destroy."
Ling Yun's eyes were cold and his fists were like a mountain falling apart.
Tear it apart! The most active masters of the Shen family, whose cultivation level was already that of the Martial Sect, could not even resist, and their heads were blown off by Ling Yun.
After one blow, Ling Yun's power was not reduced at all.
With overwhelming momentum, he charged into the group of Shen family masters.
This killing is like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.
"Ah..." There were screams everywhere.
Each of the masters of the Shen family were slaughtered mercilessly, with broken limbs and broken bones everywhere.
"Little beast!"
Shen Guangming could no longer calm down and his eyes were about to burst.
Even if the Shen family has a strong foundation, losing so many masters will still be a strain.
Rumble...this great martial artist truly exploded.
"Shanhe Fist!"
Buzz! It seems like countless mountains and rivers are gathering in Shen Guangming's hands.
The next moment, Shen Guangming punched Ling Yun brazenly.
One thousand one hundred ancient star projections descended.
"Pity."
Seeing this scene, all the guests present sentenced Ling Yun to death in their hearts.
Ling Yun is very evil, but no one thinks he can stop Shen Guangming when he attacks with all his strength.
Ling Yun, on the other hand, stood still and remained calm, waiting for Shen Guangming's fist to arrive.
But in the eyes of other people, Ling Yun couldn't react and couldn't avoid Shen Guangming's fist.
In an instant, Shen Guangming's fist was only three feet away from Ling Yun's head.
At this moment, Shen Guangming's fist suddenly stopped.
It was not that he showed great mercy, but that he suddenly felt that there was a crisis of annihilation like the collapse of heaven and earth and the destruction of all things, covering him.
"Rubbish!"
Ling Yun faintly uttered two words.
At the same time, Shen Guangming did not kill Ling Yun in anger as others thought, but instead violently retreated.
Clang! Explode.
A peerless sword intent suddenly erupted.
This sword intention comes from Lingyun.
When people feel it, it is as if a giant kun is coming through the waves in an endless ocean.
Its power is so powerful that it can cover the sky and the sun and destroy all living beings.
This is the first form of Beiming Sword Technique performed by Ling Yun, Beiming Fish.
Tear it apart! The sword light flashes across the sky.
A trace of blood spurted out.
Shen Guangming's left arm and shoulder were cut off.
"retreat."
The head of the Shen family retreated frantically.
When he retreated violently, a strange black flag appeared in his hand.
As he threw the small flag into the sky, billowing black mist poured out of the small flag in an instant, condensing into hundreds of skulls and pounced ferociously at Ling Yun.
"It's an ancient relic, the skull and crossbones flag!"
One of the knowledgeable guests was horrified and cried out.
This skull and crossbones flag is the Shen family's most precious treasure and a true fifth-grade weapon.
This flag is sealed with a strong ghost spirit, and the power it unleashes is comparable to that of a high-level martial arts sect.
Ling Yun did not retreat at all, but still slashed out with one sword.
Perform the Nine Thunder Styles.
The dazzling thunder light spurted out along with the sword energy.
This thunder power has an innate restraint effect on the evil spirits.
Stab! In an instant, the thunderous sword light and the ghostly energy entwined with each other.
Then under the horrified eyes of everyone, the skeletons in the black mist that filled the sky collapsed one after another.
Obviously this skull and crossbones flag cannot stop Ling Yun.
The skull and crossbones flag was broken by Ling Yun, and Shen Guangming's face became a little gloomy.
But only some.
There was more of a sneer in his eyes, as if some conspiracy had succeeded.
Almost at the same time, dense ancient runes appeared on the roof and walls of the hall.
These runes are like tortoise shells, condensing an invisible force.
Buzz! This powerful force came to Ling Yun instantly, and Ling Yun was imprisoned on the spot.
"Horned Turtle Formation?"
Ling Yun was shocked.
He really didn't notice this formation beforehand.
He immediately realized that this was unusual.
Although his soul is broken and his perception is not even one ten thousandth of that of his previous life, it is still far superior to this lower realm warrior.
But this formation was able to deceive him. It must be that the Shen family has something terrible in their hands.
But at this moment, he didn't have time to think too much.
The emergence of the Horned Turtle Formation did put a lot of restrictions on him, and also brought him a huge crisis.
"Why."
A sigh sounded.
Then, an extraordinary figure appeared.
This is an old man wearing cloth clothes.
He has gray hair, but his face is ruddy, his eyes are clear, and he has a typical boyish look with white hair.