"This is your punishment for interrupting me arbitrarily and for not being self-aware."
The boy in purple was high up, overlooking Yu Zhenhai.
As for the rest of the Yu family, he was completely ignored.
"Senior Brother Zeng, after all, he is about to become Senior Brother Yuan's father-in-law. It's better not to argue with him. The top priority is to get rid of that wild man."
Other Daxueshan disciples reminded him.
"Don't worry, I know what's going on."
Zeng Nian said and looked at Yu Wanyang again, "For the sake of Senior Brother Yuan, I will give you a chance to kill this wild man yourself, so that I can avoid angering the Yu family."
Yu Wanyang's body trembled.
With Ling Yun on one side and the family on the other, this really put her in a huge dilemma.
She definitely couldn't kill Ling Yun, but she couldn't just sit back and watch the Yu family suffer.
However, with Ling Yun here, she obviously does not need to face this choice.
"Dare to threaten my woman?"
Ling Yun smiled, "Just saying this to you, I will also give you a chance to commit suicide honestly. I can consider letting the others in Daxue Mountain go."
"kindness?"
Zeng Nian's face darkened, "You are an ant-like thing, I didn't take you seriously at first, I planned to crush you to death at will, it won't cause much pain.
But I didn’t expect you to be so careless about life and death, so I can’t let you die easily.”
"Senior brother, for such a small character, you don't need to take action. Leave him to me. You just need to tell me what you want to do with him."
A great martial artist in yellow robe from Daxue Mountain.
"Then you catch him, make him a human stick, and then let him see with his own eyes how his flesh and blood was eaten by dogs."
Zeng Nian said extremely cruelly.
"Hahaha, then he will definitely feel that death is actually a very happy thing."
The yellow-robed Grand Wuzong smiled ferociously.
Then, he looked at Ling Yun and said playfully: "Boy, to be honest, if I were you, I would consider committing suicide immediately."
His words were teasing Ling Yun.
Ling Yun has been targeted by him, and even if he wants to commit suicide, it is impossible.
But Ling Yun remained expressionless from beginning to end.
Even Zeng Nian, he didn't take it seriously, so how could he take this yellow-robed martial arts sect seriously.
"roll."
He only said one word lightly.
"act recklessly."
The yellow-robed Great Wuzong had a stern look on his face.
Qiang! The next moment, he boldly launched his life soul.
His life soul is an ancient and strange black spear.
Amidst the rapid trembling of the air, the black spear instantly tore through the space and shot out of the sky.
"Sixth grade life soul."
someone exclaimed.
Others also looked horrified.
This yellow-robed martial arts sect actually possesses a sixth-grade life soul.
People from the East are really scary.
Such martial arts qualifications in Xihuang are enough to become a cauldron bearer of a great martial arts sect.
However, this yellow-robed Great Wuzong was just a follower of Zeng Nian.
The warriors in Gushe Mountain truly realized at this moment how big the gap was between themselves and others and the warriors in the East.
The Huangpao Grand Wuzong didn't care at all about the thoughts of the warriors in Gushe Mountain.
"Destroy!"
His eyes were cold, and he controlled the life soul's black spear and struck Ling Yun like lightning.
In a moment, the black spear came to Ling Yun, less than a foot away from Ling Yun's eyebrows.
"Ling Yun!"
Yu Wanyang lost her voice in shock.
She knew that Ling Yun was very strong.
However, this time the opponent is the Great Wuzong from the East.
No matter how confident she was in Ling Yun, she still couldn't help but be frightened at this moment, lest she see a desperate scene.
Yu Zhenhai already looked depressed and guilty.
Even he couldn't safely dodge such an attack at such a short distance, let alone a young man like Ling Yun.
This young man was completely implicated by his Yu family.
Just when everyone thought that Ling Yun would definitely die, the spear that attacked Ling Yun stopped without warning.
The next moment, the pupils of everyone around him shrank, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.
Because they saw that the black spear stopped because it was caught between two fingers.
These two fingers belong to Ling Yun.
But how is this possible! Above the void, the projections of 2,500 ancient stars are clearly visible.
This means that Huangpao Dawu Zong's attack has a huge force of 25 million kilograms.
However, such an attack was actually caught by Ling Yun with his bare hands?
Before anyone around him could react, Ling Yun had already punched directly forward.
Shocking.
With one punch, the terrifying air wave spread hundreds of meters in an instant.
Under the horrified eyes of the people, the black spear shattered inch by inch, turned into countless fragments, and rolled back.
However, Ling Yun's fist power still remained unabated, like a falling star, rushing towards the Yellow Robe Great Martial Sect with the power of destruction.
"Not good..." Huangpao Dawu Zong's complexion changed drastically. He ignored the pain of the backlash and frantically used his spiritual power to try to resist Ling Yun's fist.
Unfortunately, it's useless.
Ling Yun's fist strength was like a surging river, instantly drowning the Huangpao Great Wuzong.
The projection of four thousand ancient stars shines brightly in the sky.
Bang! There was a deafening loud noise, and the body of the yellow-robed Great Wuzong flew backwards like a rag doll soaked in blood.
A hundred meters away, Huangpao Dawu Zong fell to the ground and died on the spot.
His body was completely torn apart, and not a single intact part could be found anywhere in his body.
An instant kill with one punch! This is a real instant kill.
The yellow-robed martial arts master couldn't even block Ling Yun's punch.
Before the battle, he regarded Ling Yun as an ant.
Now, Ling Yun proves with facts who is the ant.
"too weak."
Ling Yun shook his head.
It was just a casual punch on his part, without any serious action. As a result, the great martial arts master in yellow robe died. He was really weak and vulnerable to a single blow.
You know, his spiritual power now reaches 4.8 million.
This means that even without using any martial arts, his pure strength is 48 million kilograms.
"How can it be!"
Zeng Nian stared at Ling Yun, his face full of disbelief.
Although the Yellow Robe Grand Martial Sect was nothing to him, he was not sure whether he could kill him with one blow.
Ling Yun's ability to do this proves that the opponent's strength is probably not weaker than his.
Whoosh! Just as his mind was swaying, Ling Yun had disappeared from where he was.
Zeng Nian intuitively sensed that the afterimage flashed in front of him, and Ling Yun appeared in front of him.
"You haven't committed suicide yet?"
There was only three feet between Ling Yun and Zeng Nian.
His eyes and tone were very calm, but they gave people a chilling feeling.
"Ling Yun, I underestimated you. You are different from other people in the Western Wilderness, and you are qualified to be recognized by me."
Zeng Nian's face was gloomy, "But don't be too self-righteous. If you really want to fight, I will still be sure to kill you. Do you believe it?"
"That's a lot of nonsense. Since you don't commit suicide, then I'm here to help you."
Ling Yun didn't bother to talk nonsense with Zeng Nian.
Lingxi finger! He pointed directly at Zeng Nian and pointed it out.
A ray of red light shot out, like a red flame sword, and shot towards Zeng Nian.
"Ling Yun, you are going too far!"
I once thought of murderous intent and looked up to the sky and screamed.
Boom! The terrifying aura rushed out of his body like a volcano erupting.