"Nangong Xuan, you attacked me many times before, so now, you should also take a punch from me."
Thanks to the impact of the airflow, Lingyun was in the air.
The ancient bronze sword is now on the right palm.
He held his sword, pointed it at Nangong Xuan, and slashed out with the sword.
The second form of Beiming Sword Technique, a big fish out of water! With Ling Yun's current level of cultivation, he can only perform the second form.
This style is extremely powerful.
The first form of Beiming Sword Technique, "Beiming has a fish", has a power of seven million catties.
Now the power of these two movements has reached 14 million kilograms.
The ancient bronze sword itself has the power of tens of millions of kilograms.
Taken together, Ling Yun's sword strike has a force of 55 million kilograms.
This is true horror.
However, before this sword actually exploded, no one knew how terrifying it was.
"ridiculous!"
Nangong Xuan was extremely disdainful.
Is a Martial King worthy of being his enemy, even if his talent is somewhat extraordinary?
This difference is too big.
It was so big that he didn't even bother to deal with it seriously.
He still pressed it out with a careless palm.
He believed that in the face of absolute strength, Ling Yun would despair.
But in an instant, his expression changed.
"impossible!"
His palm technique finally collided with Ling Yun's sword energy.
Instantly, Nangong Xuan knew something was wrong.
The force coming from the opposite side was not the 20 million kilograms he imagined, but a force stronger than him.
But it was too late for him to react.
Stab! The air between Ling Yun and Nangong Xuan suddenly compressed and collapsed.
Waves of extreme destruction struck crazily in all directions.
At the same time, that piece of light was swallowed up.
In the eyes of others, the area between the two seemed to be a black whirlpool.
And this black vortex is still spraying out violent storms of destruction.
"Retreat, retreat quickly!"
This shocking change happened too suddenly.
Mo Hechuan's expression changed drastically and he roared crazily.
Others also realized something was wrong and tried their best to stay away from the area.
Fortunately, with the martial master Mo Hechuan blocking them at the front, they had time to retreat.
As they retreated, people looked at Ling Yun and Nangong Xuan with horror in their eyes.
The strength of these two people is completely beyond the scope of their understanding.
Not to mention fighting, even the aftermath can tear them apart.
Stab! Next, people were even more frightened.
Nangong Xuan's palm force was torn apart by Ling Yun's sword energy.
Then, Ling Yun's sword directly cut off Nangong Xuan's left arm.
People were stunned.
That was Nangong Xuan, the first genius of the Western Wilderness.
But now, Nangong Xuan was severely injured by Ling Yun, and even his left arm was broken.
"Pfft."
Nangong Xuan vomited blood, "Impossible, this is impossible."
This aloof Yan Zun was a little confused at the moment.
It's not that he has poor receptivity.
This situation is really shocking to people's hearts.
How could a Martial King have such terrifying power?
Although he made the mistake of looking down upon him, it was a fact that the power of Ling Yun's sword exceeded him.
The so-called taking advantage of his illness is to kill him.
Although Nangong Xuan was severely injured, Ling Yun had to admit that Nangong Xuan was very strong.
If Nangong Xuan was allowed to recover, it would be absolutely impossible for him to take down Nangong Xuan so easily.
Di Jiang's body technique! Whoa! Ling Yun's body was like a residual light, and he suddenly came to Nangong Xuan and slashed out with his sword again.
Nangong Xuan was shocked, but quickly calmed down.
Golden light blooms.
An ancient talisman flew out of his body.
This ancient talisman released dazzling golden light, forming a light shield that enveloped Nangong Xuan.
Ling Yun struck the light barrier with his sword, and there was a clang, as if he was striking a peerless treasure.
"Unexpectedly, I underestimated you."
Seeing this scene, Nangong Xuan calmed down.
This made Ling Yun frown.
He found that he had also underestimated Nangong Xuan.
If you were an ordinary person, facing such a blow, it would be good if you didn't have a psychological breakdown.
This Nangong Xuan was actually able to quickly regain his composure.
Such a state of mind is truly extraordinary.
He frowned, and Nangong Xuan smiled even more: "I underestimated you and made a huge mistake, but you want to kill me?
I can only say that you are wishful thinking.
This golden bell talisman was given by my teacher. Even if Wu Zun comes, it will be difficult to break it, so what can you do to break it?"
Ling Yun said nothing and continued to attack the golden bell talisman.
The so-called talisman is actually the formation engraved in the talisman.
As long as this formation is broken, the talisman will be broken by itself.
The golden bell sigil contains a very powerful formation.
If it were anyone else, there really wouldn't be anything they could do about it.
Unfortunately, this can only be regarded as a small obstacle for Ling Yun.
"A futile act."
Nangong Xuan became more and more sarcastic, "I'm afraid this will be your last struggle. It won't take three minutes for my injury to be stabilized -" When he said this, he showed resentment and malice: "By then, it will be your death."
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He really hates it.
I think of him, Nangong Xuan, a genius of a generation, but his arm was cut off by Ling Yun and he became a cripple.
Although he still has a chance to become a strong man with one arm, in the future this broken arm will definitely become a shame for his life.
The more he thought about it, the more he hated Ling Yun: "Ling Yun, do you know how I plan to kill you?
After I suppress you, I will not let you die easily, but will first cripple your cultivation, and then destroy your nine clans."
After hearing this, the expressions of everyone in Gushe Mountain changed.
They are from the same sect as Ling Yun and are also within the Nine Clans.
Seeing the expressions of everyone in Gushe Mountain, Nangong Xuan smiled and said: "Of course, the people in Gushe Mountain don't need to worry. I have a close relationship with Master Mo, so I will naturally exclude Gushe Mountain."
Only then did everyone in Gushe Mountain look relaxed.
Nangong Xuan continued: "Ling Yun, believe me, you will step into the abyss of death little by little in extreme pain. This is the fate of offending me..." Click! A crisp voice suddenly interrupted Nangong Xuan's words.
Nangong Xuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face turned a little pale.
Because, the golden light shield surrounding him actually had cracks.
"This is impossible!"
He lost his voice in shock.
"This is the second time you say it's impossible, but for me, Ling Yun, nothing is impossible."
Ling Yun showed up again with no expression on his face.
The cracks on the golden mask further increased.
Looking at this situation, it won't take long for the golden mask to break.
At this moment, only one minute has passed since the three minutes Nangongxuan said.
"Why don't you continue talking?
I still want to continue to hear, how do you plan to let me die?"
Ling Yun said coldly.
At this point, there was a bang, and the golden light shield was completely shattered by his sword.
Nangong Xuan no longer had any protection and was completely exposed in front of Ling Yun.
At this moment, it would be easy for Ling Yun to kill him.
Buzz! At this moment, a jade pendant on Nangong Xuan's body lit up.
From this jade pendant, a projection appeared.
This projection is of a middle-aged man with snow-white hair and a temperament as calm as water, as if a god has descended.
"Your name is Ling Yun?
You are very good, but Nangong Xuan is my disciple, no matter how strong your murderous intention is, you must restrain it."