Ling Yun was not surprised that someone came to attack him.
When he knew that someone was going to lure the tiger away from the mountain to lure Master Xu Tian away, he knew that someone was going to deal with him.
At this time, two figures in the yard were revealed.
One of them was obviously Song Yuan.
As for the other person, he is not an unknown person. He is a trainer in the inner camp named "Wu Long".
Tie Han's favorite was Song Yang, while Wu Long's favorite was Baili Xi.
Not long ago, Baili Xi was killed by Xu Tianshi.
Wu Long could not deal with Xu Tianshi, so he transferred his anger to Ling Yun.
That's why today, he followed Song Yuan to deal with Ling Yun.
Wu Long is the instructor of the inner camp, and his cultivation is naturally good.
He is not like Song Yuan, who only gained the strength of the Martial Emperor after taking the magic elixir. He is a second-level Martial Emperor himself.
"Ling Yun, today is the day you die!"
Song Yuan's eyes were cold.
At this moment, his aura was extremely amazing, as if he was no worse than Emperor Wu.
There is no doubt that he has swallowed the magic pill.
The next moment, Song Yuan was about to take action and launch a surprise attack on Ling Yun.
He has locked onto Ling Yun's aura in the room.
However, before he could take action, the door to the room where Ling Yun was located exploded.
Immediately afterwards, a ray of fire was like a meteor, carrying a torrential flame, and struck Song Yuan at lightning speed.
The one who took action was undoubtedly Ling Yun.
Since Ling Yun knew that Song Yuan was outside, he naturally would not wait for Song Yuan to take action. He was taking a preemptive strike.
"court death!"
Song Yuan was shocked and angry at first, and then sneered.
He didn't know how Ling Yun knew they were coming and took the lead in attacking.
Even if Ling Yun attacks first, he doesn't care.
After becoming possessed, his confidence was overwhelming.
Now that his strength is comparable to that of Emperor Wu, he still doesn't believe that he can't kill Ling Yun.
Immediately, facing Ling Yun's attack, he remained unmoved.
"Today I will show you what it means to overestimate one's capabilities."
Song Yuan looked cruel.
The spiritual power in his body, mixed with strong demonic energy, surged crazily.
In an instant, a long sword condensed with black mist appeared and slashed hard at Ling Yun.
This long sword filled with demonic energy collided with Ling Yun's fist in an instant.
In Song Yuan's imagination, it should have been his sword that cut off Ling Yun's fist, or even cut Ling Yun in half.
He is now the Martial Emperor and is no longer the Martial Saint he was before.
But dreams are beautiful, but reality is cruel.
Click, click, click... Song Yuan soon saw that the sword he had condensed with demonic energy quickly split under the impact of Ling Yun's fist.
Bang! Then, his demonic sword shattered into pieces, turned into a black storm, and rolled back toward himself.
Song Yuan was directly swept away dozens of meters.
The room next to Lingyun.
Luo Feng has also noticed the movement outside.
His face looked frightened and full of worry.
Obviously, he was worried about his safety, but he didn't say anything and instead hid himself to avoid becoming a burden to Ling Yun.
He cannot intervene in a battle of this level.
Even the aftermath was enough to kill him instantly.
"impossible."
In the yard, Song Yuan roared in disbelief.
How can this be.
His current strength is comparable to that of Emperor Wu. In his imagination, he should crush Ling Yun.
As a result, he was repelled by Ling Yun?
Ling Yun's eyes were cold and slightly solemn.
He could tell at a glance that Song Yuan had taken the magic pill.
He was also a little surprised.
He had never expected before that those people behind Song Yuan would have such means and actually master the magic pill.
Originally, in his expectation, it would be good to have a Martial Emperor to deal with him.
As a result, Song Yuan took a magic pill, and now the enemy is equivalent to two martial emperors.
Fortunately, Song Yuan obviously overestimated himself.
Even if Ling Yun didn't break through not long ago, he was sure to suppress Song Yuan.
As for now, he has become stronger and crushing Song Yuan is no problem at all.
"Beast, I don't believe I can't kill you today."
Song Yuan completely went berserk.
After becoming possessed, he became obviously irritable and irrational.
He further stimulated the power of the magic elixir in his body, and his aura became stronger.
"kill!"
Boom! A huge heavy hammer appeared behind him.
This is his life soul, the seventh-grade mountain hammer! However, at this moment, the mountain hammer is covered with black, which is obviously contaminated by demonic energy.
Song Yuan held the mountain hammer in both hands, jumped up, fell from the air, and hit Ling Yun's head with the mountain hammer.
Ling Yun still didn't dodge.
When things got to this point, he couldn't hold back.
"Thousand Formations of Demon-Conquering Seal!"
He sneered.
All we can say is that Song Yuan is seeking his own death.
A few days ago, he had just obtained the Demon-Conquering Seal from the Maha Hall, which was specially designed to restrain evil spirits.
Song Yuan became a demon and came to deal with him, just to defeat him.
A mysterious handprint is like a big hand made of countless stars. The aura emanating from this big hand is extremely sacred.
A moment later, Song Yuan's mountain hammer met the demon-subduing seal.
The mountain hammer is like a river encountering an extreme cold current, and the power within it quickly solidifies.
Then, the demon-subduing seal expanded rapidly, covering an area of more than ten feet in an instant, and Song Yuan's body was also enveloped in it.
Song Yuan was shocked and felt that his power was completely restrained.
On the other side, Wu Long did not stand idly by and watch Song Yuan being suppressed by Ling Yun.
The reason why he didn't take action was because he was waiting for the opportunity.
At this moment, he felt that the time had come.
But just when he was about to take action, he found that Ling Yun, who was originally dealing with Song Yuan, suddenly disappeared.
"not good."
Wu Long's heart suddenly shivered.
Almost at the same time, a figure appeared behind him.
This figure is undoubtedly Ling Yun.
From the beginning, the real target that Ling Yun wanted to deal with was not Song Yuan.
For Ling Yun, Song Yuan actually poses little threat to him.
Song Yuan is not a powerful demon, he is just a pseudo-demon who uses the magic elixir to transform into a demon.
His Demon-Conquering Seal can completely defeat Song Yuan.
Therefore, although Ling Yun was dealing with Song Yuan on the surface, he was actually plotting against Wu Long.
There are two major enemies, Song Yuan and Wu Long. Wu Long is obviously the greatest threat to Ling Yun.
Wu Long was not possessed by demons and was a genuine Emperor Wu.
Although Ling Yun's current strength is extraordinary, it is not that simple to kill a Martial Emperor.
If you want to kill Wu Long quickly, the best way is to take him by surprise.
Ling Yun dealt with Song Yuan, which made Wu Long think that Ling Yun was not prepared for him and was secretly planning how to deal with Ling Yun.
At this moment, when Wu Long thought that the time had come to deal with Ling Yun, it was actually the time when his defenses were at their most relaxed.
So Ling Yun made a decisive decision and launched an attack on Wu Long.
Di Jiang's body technique! In just a moment, Ling Yun arrived in front of Wu Long.
Huang Guzhi! Once Ling Yun takes action, he has the most powerful martial arts.
The Thunder Golden Body and the Eight Desolate Dragon Flames exploded, and then superimposed on the Desolate Ancient Finger, the power of Ling Yun's finger reached its peak.
Just as Ling Yun himself had judged before, his peak strength was 1.6 billion kilograms.
This kind of power is comparable to that of a third-level Martial Emperor.
Under normal circumstances, Wu Long, a second-level Martial Emperor, might not be unable to resist.
But now, he was really caught off guard by Ling Yun and was completely defenseless.
For a moment, Wu Long could only raise his hand in a hurry to resist Ling Yun's finger.