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Chapter 272 Nether Yan Li

Amid the thunder, Bai Qianzhang looked down at Ling Yun, and his tone sounded like the anger of the gods: "Ignorant and fearless young man, you have to kneel today, and you have to kneel if you don't!"

Ling Yun didn't want to kneel down, so he had to make Ling Yun kneel down! After the words fell, his momentum further exploded.

This time it was not only the oppression of thoughts, but also the pressure of spiritual power. Even the space above Lingyun was suppressed until it faintly sunk.

Click! A harsh bone cracking sound suddenly sounded.

No matter how powerful Lingyun's physical body is, it will eventually have its limits.

Finally, his right leg couldn't bear the pressure and the bones cracked.

His body became unbalanced and staggered, and he almost fell to his knees.

"Old bastard, if you can't kill me today, I will repay today's humiliation a hundred times!"

Ling Yun was covered in blood, but he used an ancient bronze sword to replace his right leg, holding on to the ground.

There was already an extremely dangerous light slowly emerging in his eyes.

Bai Qianzhang is very scary, but Ling Yun is not without his trump cards.

However, once this overdraft trump card is used, there will definitely be great consequences, so he has not used it for a long time.

But if Bai Qianzhang really pushed him to the limit, he would have no choice but to ignore the consequences.

"court death!"

Bai Qianzhang's eyes turned cold.

Originally, he really never thought about killing Ling Yun.

After all, killing an ant doesn't give him any sense of accomplishment.

But even if he is an ant, provoking him again and again will anger him.

Feeling the murderous intent on Bai Qianzhang's body, everyone else around him was trembling with fear.

However, at this moment, a thin figure stood out.

Seeing this figure standing up, Nangong Xuan clenched his fists, filled with jealousy and resentment.

Why?

What's so good about Ling Yun, a lunatic? Why would Su Wanyu be willing to stand up for Ling Yun in this situation?

This frail figure is clearly Su Wanyu.

"Senior, I hope you can let my junior brother go. I am willing to take his place and bear all the consequences."

Su Wanyu walked up to Ling Yun.

Her figure is slender and frail, but she is like a towering tree.

When she stopped in front of Ling Yun, she was the first to bear the brunt, and most of Bai Qianzhang's majesty fell on her.

A touch of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

In just a moment, she was seriously injured.

However, she always stood there, motionless, looking at Bai Qianzhang with pleading and stubborn eyes.

"You are a very good girl, worthy of my apprentice."

Bai Qianzhang glanced at Su Wanyu, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

But that's all.

His eyes soon returned to indifference: "It's just that no one can stay safe after offending me."

Bang! With a wave of his sleeve, he swept Su Wanyu aside.

Then, without any pause, he pressed his palm towards Ling Yun.

When Wu Zun took action, everything turned upside down.

The terrifying spiritual power surges mightily.

In the blink of an eye, ocean-like spiritual power condensed into a giant mountain palm in the sky.

This giant mountain palm completely enveloped the space above Ling Yun, leaving no room for dodge.

At the same time, Ling Yun's mind was completely calm.

The ultimate destructive power escaped from his eyes.

His pupils turned blood red.

"Why must we target our junior brother?

Senior, it was obviously your disciple who made the mistake first, and the junior brother was just forced to fight back, why do you want to put all the faults on the junior brother?"

Before Lingyun could explode, Su Wanyu's voice sounded again.

"You want to know why?"

Bai Qianzhang said calmly.

"Yes, I want to know why."

Su Wanyu is extremely serious.

"Okay, then I will tell you, the reason is very simple. Nangong Xuan is my disciple, but your junior brother is just a disciple of Gushe Mountain. No matter who is right or wrong, if you want to kill my disciple, and now you have offended me, you must not

Immortal."

Bai Qianzhang said.

"In the final analysis, is it because you bully your junior brother because you don't have a strong backer?"

Su Wanyu's eyes were filled with a faint snow color.

Bai Qianzhang didn't notice anything unusual about Su Wanyu.

From beginning to end, he didn't take this little girl Su Wanyu seriously.

"As you say, back away quickly. I won't argue with you. Otherwise, I won't mind crushing one more ant."

Bai Qianzhang's voice was cold.

"Junior brother does not have a strong backer, but he has me as his senior sister."

Su Wanyu said this very softly, as if talking to himself.

When the words fell, her eyes turned completely white and looked as if they were condensed with ice.

At the same time, an extremely cold breath was released from her body.

This cold air seems to come from the netherworld, cold and quiet.

Those who feel this aura feel as if they are falling into an abyss, the sky is dark and the earth is dark, and they feel a deep sense of despair.

Before this, Su Wanyu's temperament gave people the impression of being cold and pure, like a goddess of ice and snow.

But now all this has changed.

She is no longer the goddess of ice and snow, but the god of death.

The entire Gushe Mountain was instantly shrouded in this extremely cold evil aura.

The terrifying coercion created by Bai Qianzhang instantly dissipated under the impact of this evil spirit.

All the Gu Sheshan disciples looked horrified.

They never imagined that Su Wanyu would suddenly become so terrifying.

Bai Qianzhang's expression also changed drastically.

"Netherworld Yan Li, this is Netherworld Yan Li, you actually have the bloodline of the Netherworld Yan Clan?"

He stared at Su Wanyu, his voice full of fear.

There is even a hint of fear.

There are still many Nether Bloodline owners left in this world, and this is no secret.

It's just that these Nether Bloodline owners have very thin blood in their bodies. Even if other warriors know about it, they don't care.

If Su Wanyu had ordinary Netherworld bloodline and released ordinary Netherworld power, then Bai Qianzhang would not take it seriously either.

However, Su Wanyu is not of ordinary Netherworld bloodline, but of the Netherworld Yan clan's bloodline, and the power she releases is also Netherworld Yan power.

The Netherworld Yan Clan is equivalent to the Netherworld Royal Family and is the well-deserved emperor of the Netherworld.

But to other races, this race is nothing less than the most terrifying demon.

"Senior, I have already begged you, and I am even willing to bear everything for my junior brother, but why do you refuse?"

Su Wanyu's voice was cold and ruthless, "Do you know that to me, my junior brother is more important than my life!"

Ling Yun's heart trembled slightly.

He knows better than anyone why Su Wanyu has the bloodline of the Netherworld Yan Clan.

It is the divine body of ice and snow.

The divine body of ice and snow allowed Su Wanyu's ordinary Netherworld bloodline to be sublimated, thus evolving into the Netherworld Yan Clan's bloodline.

But it doesn’t mean that the Netherworld Yan Clan bloodline will evolve if there is a divine body of ice and snow and Netherworld bloodline.

To achieve this, you must undergo some extreme changes.

Obviously, it was Bai Qianzhang who wanted to kill him, which aroused Su Wanyu's deepest level of grief, anger and murderous intention.

Driven by this extreme killing intent, the ice and snow divine body merged with the Netherworld bloodline, resulting in a qualitative change.

This allowed Ling Yun to further understand how important he was in Su Wanyu's heart.

"Your name is Su Wanyu?

Even though you have the bloodline of the Netherworld Yan Clan, do you know that this bloodline has extremely high requirements on both the physical body and the sea of ​​consciousness, and with your current level of cultivation, it is simply unbearable."

Bai Qianzhang was shocked and angry, "Not only that, the bloodline of the Netherworld Yan Clan is a forbidden bloodline. Even if you are lucky enough to survive, you will fall into darkness forever, become a female devil, and encounter endless pursuit."


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