Shao Kun's eyes were bulging, and his face was full of shock and disbelief.
"Impossible, how could you, an ant, have such terrifying power?"
He roared almost madly.
This thing is so bizarre and subversive of common sense.
A Martial King, even if he uses secret methods to become a Martial Master for a short time, according to common sense, he is still an ant to a Martial Master.
However, just like this, an ant trampled him under his feet.
"On the verge of death, you are still asking such stupid questions. It seems that the real clown is you, not me."
Ling Yun's eyes were indifferent.
"Stay..." On the other side, the masked man realized that something was wrong.
Unfortunately, before he could speak, Ling Yun stepped on him.
Poof! Shao Kun's neck was crushed by him.
There may be strong people who can survive a broken heart, but unless they are gods, they will definitely die if their neck is broken.
This Martial Lord's body trembled, and then his vitality quickly disappeared.
When he died, his eyes were round.
There's a lot of emotion left in it.
There was fear, unwillingness, and regret... He would never have thought that he would die in the hands of someone he regarded as an ant.
If he had known earlier, he might not be so arrogant.
No, if I had known earlier, he would never have come here.
The surroundings were completely silent.
In a place like Xihuang, Wu Zun is the top existence, no different from a god.
On weekdays, it is difficult for people to even see Wu Zun.
But now, a Martial Lord has died here.
All the warriors in Gushe Mountain had their minds blank and their hearts suffocated, as if they had turned into sculptures.
Ling Yun turned around and looked at the masked man.
"Kneel down!"
He spat out two words coldly.
The masked man's eyes were extremely gloomy. Even if you couldn't see his face, you knew that his complexion must be ugly.
"Young man, how dare you kill my people from the Snowy Mountains? Do you know that this is a huge disaster..." he said sternly.
"If you don't kneel, you will die."
Ling Yun was not interested in listening to his nonsense.
The blood-burning secret technique has a limited time to cast, so he must race against time.
Buzz! The air shook violently.
In the endless blood light, Ling Yun was like a bloody rainbow, rushing towards the masked man with the force of thunder.
The masked man was shocked and angry.
"Ice!"
He quickly circulated his spiritual power and turned it into endless ice, trying to resist Ling Yun.
Almost at the same time, Ling Yun rushed over.
In an instant, Ling Yun fired more than ten punches.
In the eyes of others, Ling Yun looked like a blood dragon in front of the huge ice wall, constantly hitting the ice wall at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.
In less than two breaths, the ice wall exploded.
Then, Ling Yun's fist hit the masked man.
The masked man hurriedly stretched out his hand to resist.
Click! His palms and even arms were blasted by Ling Yun on the spot.
"not good."
The masked man felt a huge crisis.
"The Jade of Protection."
He hurriedly opened the jade of protection.
This jade of protection can withstand a blow from a top warrior.
Bang! A harsh sound sounded, the guardian jade shattered instantly, and the right half of the masked man's body was blown apart.
"Quick, save me."
The masked man yelled.
In an instant, other Daxue Mountain warriors not far away rushed towards Ling Yun, blocking him from continuing to attack the masked man.
What greeted them was Ling Yun's violent attack.
Bump bump bump... No one is the enemy of Ling Yun Yihe.
Anyone who resisted him was blown away with one punch, leaving no bones left.
These people are all great martial sects, and they would be considered princes in the Western Wilderness.
But now, in front of Ling Yun, they were like chickens and dogs, easily crushed to death.
However, with them blocking them for a moment, the masked man had already fled back into the ice and snow craft and was about to close the door of the craft.
Ling Yun's eyes burst with blood as he stared at the masked man fiercely, like a demon.
The next moment, he punched the masked man from a distance of several hundred meters.
The ninth form of thunder! Blood light and thunder light intertwine, bursting out with even more terrifying power.
The space in front of the masked man was blasted out into a black vortex.
Then, the endless punching power overwhelmed him.
"ah."
The masked man screamed.
Bang! The door to the Ice and Snow Flying Boat is closed.
The masked man fell into the airship.
At this moment, his image was extremely miserable, his body was in tatters, like a rag doll.
Not only was his physical body severely damaged, his soul was also destroyed by Ling Yun's punch.
"Ahhhh..." he roared crazily.
The pain was secondary, but the biggest blow to him was the destruction of his soul.
He was a mighty martial artist, but all his cultivation was wasted and he became a useless person from then on.
Therefore, even if he saved his life, he did not feel any joy.
In this situation, even if he is not dead, it is no better than death.
"Ling Yun, this hatred is different from heaven. I have kept it in mind. I will report what happened today to Daxue Mountain. In one month, Daxue Mountain's revenge will come. I'll see how you deal with it."
Amidst the echoing sound of hatred, the ice and snow flying boat started and flew towards the distance.
Below, Ling Yun's blood-red eyes were extremely gloomy.
There are really many ways to save lives in this plan.
He even used the blood-burning secret technique, but he still didn't kill the opponent.
But that's all.
Others would be afraid of Daxueshan's revenge, but he was not.
One month, for others, is extremely short and cannot do much.
Lingyun is different.
Every day that passes, his strength becomes stronger.
When Daxue Mountain comes to take revenge on him a month later, he is confident that his strength will be different from what it was before.
Moreover, even if he cannot be defeated, he can escape and regain his position sooner or later.
the other side.
Bai Qianzhang was frightened, really frightened by Ling Yun's strength.
That was the supervisor of Daxue Mountain, a being whose strength was not much inferior to his own.
As a result, almost all of them were killed by Ling Yun, and only one of the defeated Jidu managed to escape?
"Ling Yun, it may not be impossible to talk between you and me..." Bai Qianzhang still wanted to keep this incarnation.
If this incarnation is destroyed, it will consume at least three years of his vitality.
How could Ling Yun be nagging him?
He felt that nearly half of the energy and blood in his body had been burned, and if it continued to burn, his life would be in danger.
Therefore, he does not have much time and must resolve all hidden dangers as soon as possible.
Boom! He punched out directly.
The incarnation of Bai Qianzhang was destroyed on the spot.
Up and down Gushe Mountain, everyone was suffocated and sluggish.
When things have developed to this point, they have completely exceeded the limits of their thinking.
Ling Yun's movements did not stop.
He swayed and returned to Su Wanyu.
Su Wanyu's eyes were much clearer than when he was on the verge of falling completely into despair.
It can be seen that Ling Yun has shown great strength and truly solved all hidden dangers, which indeed gave her a lot of confidence.
However, this confidence did not last long.
The bloodline of the Netherworld Yan Clan is too powerful.
In a few more minutes, Su Wanyu would still have a nervous breakdown.
The best way to deal with this situation is... When Su Wanyu was defenseless, Ling Yun suddenly took action and hit Su Wanyu on the neck with a palm knife.
Su Wanyu suddenly passed out.
Anyone else would definitely not be able to do this.
After all, Su Wanyu at this moment is only stronger than Ling Yun.
That is to say, she was not wary of Ling Yun, so she gave Ling Yun a chance.
But this is just a temporary measure.
Su Wanyu cannot remain in a coma forever, he will wake up sooner or later.
Therefore, the top priority is that Ling Yun must find something that can temporarily suppress the bloodline of the Netherworld Yan Clan.
Ling Yun's mind fluctuated slightly, and he already had an idea about this.
Just as he was thinking about it, his body shook.
The enemy has been eliminated, and the burning secret method no longer needs to be run, but its sequelae will also explode.
Ling Yun clearly felt that his body had fallen into extreme weakness.