As if Nangong Xuan was in the clouds, he pressed his palm towards Mao Chengzhi.
His palm is like the palm of the universe, holding the heaven and earth.
There are no bells and whistles, but it gives people a sense of ingenuity, perfection and nature.
The other warriors around, including a kind of true genius, felt as if they were facing the heaven and earth when facing this palm, feeling extremely insignificant.
The one who fears the most is Mao Chengzhi.
Normally, he calls himself a genius and a monster.
But at this moment, Nangong Xuan pressed his palm, and he found that he seemed to be trapped in the suppression of thousands of mountains, unable to extricate himself. What he faced seemed not to be a person, but to the heaven and earth, nature, and thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
"Earth Spirit Martial Arts."
Someone exclaimed.
Ling Yun also had a strange look on his face.
Earth spirit martial arts cannot be practiced just by wanting to practice them.
If you want to practice earth spirit martial arts, you must have profound attainments in the artistic conception of martial arts.
Boom! The next moment, the ground beneath Mao Chengzhi's feet collapsed.
A huge bowl-shaped pit five meters deep and more than ten meters in diameter is eye-catching.
In the center of this huge pit, Mao Chengzhi had disheveled hair, ragged clothes, and bloodstains all over his body.
He seemed to be trying to hold on to stand, but in the end he still staggered, unable to hold up, and fell to his knees.
This No. 1 True Successor of Gushe Mountain, the pride of almost all the disciples and senior officials of Gushe Mountain, could not even block Nangong Xuan's palm.
In all directions, there was a suffocating silence.
Nangong Xuan took his time and walked step by step to the edge of the huge pit, looking down at Mao Chengzhi below.
"Are you convinced?"
He said calmly.
"As expected of Yan Zun, Mao is convinced."
Mao Chengzhi's eyes were bleeding, but there was no reluctance or anger on his face, only deep awe.
He knew that the gap between himself and Nangong Xuan was too big.
This gap is similar to the gap between other disciples of Gushe Mountain and him.
"We pay our respects to Lord Yan."
Other followers of Mao Chengzhi in Gushe Mountain were also trembling and worshiped in awe.
Nangong Xuan is the prince of the Yan Kingdom, the most powerful country in the Western Wilderness.
Although he is not a Martial Lord, he is already as powerful as a Martial Lord, so he is respected as "Fire Lord".
At the same time, Nangongxuan is also known as the first genius of the Western Wilderness.
Nangong Xuan was always indifferent, obviously not trusting people like Gu Sheshan.
"Once again, Su Wanyu is the woman I like. Anyone who dares to disrespect her is disrespecting me."
Nangong Xuan said coldly and arrogantly: "I don't know what happened before, but even if she really offends you, then if she wants to slap you on the left cheek, you must move your face to hers, do you hear me?"
"heard it."
Including Mao Chengzhi, no one dared to object.
At the same time, many people envied Su Wanyu for being valued by Nangong Xuan.
Although Nangong Xuan is the same age as all the young disciples, he has already surpassed the category of young people.
In Gushe Mountain, only the leader, Mo Hechuan, and the hidden Gushe Venerable are qualified to be on an equal footing with Nangong Xuan.
Only Ling Yun smiled.
This Nangongxuan is indeed very strong.
Half-step Martial Master! With Ling Yun's current strength, he may not be able to defeat him.
But so what.
Su Wanyu and him had already become one.
This Nangong Xuan dared to covet Su Wanyu, which is undoubtedly unforgivable.
Immediately Ling Yun looked at Su Wanyu: "Senior sister, where did this evil pen come from?"
Su Wanyu looked worried.
She is also very strong now.
Because of this, she fully understood how powerful Nangong Xuan was.
Otherwise, she would never have exercised restraint.
"kindness?"
Nangong Xuan's eyes turned cold, "Are you Wan Yu's junior brother?
If I hadn't just said this to you for Wan Yu's sake, you would have turned into a corpse, do you understand?"
"So, I still want to thank you?"
Ling Yun smiled even brighter.
Seeing this, the other Gushe Mountain disciples all around sighed secretly.
It seemed that even Ling Yun had to bow his head when meeting Nangong Xuan.
Of course, people didn't despise Ling Yun because of this. After all, he was Nangong Xuan, and no one was unafraid of him.
"Okay, I don't have time to talk nonsense. Even if you are Junior Brother Wan Yu, you are a man after all. I don't want to see you appear in front of Wan Yu again."
Nangong Xuan waved his hand, seeming to dismiss Ling Yun as a fly.
Ling Yun glanced at Nangong Xuan.
Then, he walked up to Su Wanyu and took Su Wanyu's hand in public.
Su Wanyu's pretty face turned red, but she didn't refuse.
Seeing this scene, Nangong Xuan's expression suddenly sank.
His eyes suddenly showed murderous intent, he stared at Ling Yun and said coldly: "I'll give you one last chance. Get out of my sight within three breaths. From now on, you are not allowed to have contact with Wan Yu again."
Boom! As Nangongxuan's words came out, dark clouds rolled in the sky and there was a muffled thunder.
Ling Yun didn't move.
The smile on his face slowly faded away.
After a while, he stared at Nangong Xuan and said extremely seriously: "Are you fucking mentally retarded?
Senior sister is my woman, you idiot, are you out of your mind and barking like a dog?"
The surrounding sounds disappeared in an instant.
Everyone stared at Ling Yun with wide eyes and disbelief.
Is this guy crazy?
That was Nangong Xuan, the most arrogant Yan Zun in the Western Wilderness.
Ling Yun not only ignored Nangong Xuan's words, but also scolded Nangong Xuan in public, saying that Nangong Xuan was mentally retarded?
It is true that Ling Yun is very strong.
But this behavior, in people's eyes, is like an ant clamoring against an elephant.
Nangong Xuan was not as furious as people imagined.
His face showed more shock and confusion.
It seemed that he couldn't figure out how Ling Yun dared to speak to him like this.
"Are you talking to me?"
He pointed at himself.
"Misunderstanding, definitely a misunderstanding."
Before Ling Yun could answer, a figure quickly came over.
The person who came was none other than Mo Hechuan.
The head of Gushe Mountain was covered in cold sweat at this moment.
After bowing his hands to Nangong Xuan, he stared at Ling Yun anxiously: "Ling Yun, hurry up, tell Yan Zun that what you just said was not to Yan Zun."
His anxiety was not an act.
He valued Ling Yun very much.
After all, Ling Yun is the person he has high hopes for, and it is related to Gushe Mountain's interests in the Ancient Tower.
He never thought that Ling Yun would be so bold and even dare to offend Nangong Xuan.
What a character Nangongxuan is.
That is Yan Zun.
Although he is not a Martial Lord, his strength is not inferior to that of a Martial Lord.
Even if Ling Yun is very evil, if he confronts Nangong Xuan, he will undoubtedly be a dead end.
In addition, Nangongxuan came to Gushe Mountain this time because he invited him.
He promised huge benefits and wanted Nangong Xuan to take care of Ling Yun and Mao Chengzhi in the ancient competition and make Gushe Mountain rank as high as possible.
If Ling Yun had offended Nangong Xuan, then Nangong Xuan would have been better off not to mention taking care of Gu Sheshan, but not to suppress Gu Sheshan.
Compared to Mo Hechuan's anxiety, Nangong Xuan became more relaxed and calm.
This boy named Ling Yun still seems to be so presumptuous in front of him?
He knew that such people could be proud and unyielding with some talent, but reality would soon teach such people how to behave.
At this moment, even without him taking action, Mo Hechuan would suppress Ling Yun and bow his head.
Of course, even if Ling Yun bows his head, he will not let Ling Yun go easily.
If this kid dares to offend him, he must pay the price.