Boom! In the deafening muffled sound, Qin Ganglie was shocked and turned pale.
In his perception, Ling Yun's fist was simply like a mountain.
The shadows of fifteen ancient stars are clearly visible.
With a click, Qin Ganglie's five fingers were broken and his body was smashed away.
Ten meters away, dust was flying.
When the dust fell, a two-meter deep pit on the ground was clearly visible, and Qin Ganglie climbed out of it.
"You little beast, you are asking for death!"
Qin Ganglie lost all face and became completely angry.
At this moment, his bullshit love for talent was completely abandoned by him, and he just wanted to kill Ling Yun.
"Tiger Magic!"
Suddenly, he looked up to the sky and roared.
Ouch! His body expanded rapidly and grew taller at the same time.
After a while, he turned into a three-meter-tall giant as majestic as a tiger.
"Die!"
Qin Ganglie's face was ferocious.
He punched out, and a tiger's head formed in his fist.
The void vibrates.
Above Qin Ganglie's giant tiger-headed fist, the shadows of sixteen ancient stars suddenly emerged.
This means that the power of Qin Ganglie's punch is a full 160,000 kilograms.
King Wu deserves to be King Wu.
Ling Yun's expression remained unchanged.
At this moment, he seemed to have become an ordinary person.
Make a fist and punch it! His fist is ordinary and has no moves.
Just pure punching.
But the moment he punched out, everything changed.
There was a distortion in the space in front of him.
This means that the magnetic field of heaven and earth has been seriously disturbed by Ling Yun's punch.
Qin Ganglie's face, which was full of confidence a moment ago, turned pale in an instant.
Then sure enough, it happened.
Ling Yun's punch caused a terrifying storm.
Qin Ganglie's tiger head fist seal was blown into pieces by the powerful storm of the fist, and was shattered into pieces.
Then, Qin Ganglie felt that his whole body was overwhelmed by endless power.
In a daze, he saw the shadows of eighteen ancient stars.
He saw destruction, he saw darkness.
At the same time, Ling Yun's fist magnified infinitely in his field of vision.
Like mountains, like the vast ocean, like the sky... it covers the sky and the sun, and its power is endless.
Qin Ganglie's will instantly collapsed and shattered.
Bang! An explosion shook the sky.
In mid-air, an afterimage passed by, collapsing two attics in succession before falling more than a hundred meters away.
That afterimage was clearly that of Qin Ganglie.
But at this moment, Qin Ganglie's body was covered in blood and flesh, his chest was completely broken, and it was too miserable to look at.
"You're right, an ant like you has no right to be on an equal footing with me."
Ling Yun's indifferent voice echoed like the voice of heaven.
Blood kept spilling from Qin Ganglie's mouth.
"You...you are not Ling Yun, are you a human or a demon?"
He stared at Ling Yun, his eyes full of fear.
Hearing him even say such ridiculous things, Ling Yun didn't even bother to pay attention.
He walked up to Qin Ganglie.
The Heavenly Sword fell into his hand, and he slashed Qin Ganglie's neck with one strike.
He kept his promise and said that if he wanted to take Qin Ganglie's head, he would take Qin Ganglie's head.
However, just as he was halfway swinging his sword, a black shadow swept out from the depths of the villa with the force of lightning without any warning and struck directly at Ling Yun's back.
The remaining disciples of the Suzaku Sect around him all had a look of joy in their eyes, as if they had seen the scene where Ling Yun was pierced through the back by this black shadow.
A hint of ridicule appeared on Ling Yun's face.
Poof! Under the watchful eyes of all the Zhuque Sect disciples, Ling Yun's body was pierced by black shadows.
With a clang, the black shadow penetrated Lingyun and penetrated into the ground next to it, revealing a long black sword.
At the same time, a man in black landed from the sky and stopped next to the black sword.
The other Suzaku Sect disciples looked excited, thinking that Ling Yun had been killed.
The man in black had a solemn face and looked ten meters away.
The air fluctuated, and a figure appeared, and it was Ling Yun.
There is no doubt that what was penetrated by the black sword previously was just the afterimage of Ling Yun.
All the disciples of the Suzaku Sect felt as if someone had poured ice water on them. Their original excitement was completely extinguished and their whole bodies became cold and cold.
"Your Excellency, please forgive others if you have to."
The man in black also had a flash of surprise in his eyes, but she quickly put it away and shouted in a low voice.
"Liu Xiaolian, stop pretending to be a ghost here."
Ling Yun looked at her coldly and said sarcastically.
The body of the man in black was obviously stiff.
"what are you saying?"
She instinctively didn't want to admit it.
After all, Liu Xiaolian is an identity she hides very well.
"Still pretending?
You plotted against me first with Yang Xiao, knocked me unconscious, and then asked Qu Guangtong to assassinate me in order to plot my White Deer Sword, but you made a good plan."
Ling Yun said in a cold voice.
Speaking of which, Qin Ganglie is nothing at all, Liu Xiaolian is the big conspirator.
At this time, Liu Xiaolian had already reacted, and her face suddenly changed: "Are you the one who attacked me?"
Her eyes were filled with murderous intent.
The assassin that day struck while she was bathing.
This shows that when she was taking a bath, the other party had been hiding in the dark.
Because of this, she has always been worried about this matter.
Now that she found out that Ling Yun was the assassin, she immediately felt an unprecedented murderous intention.
When people are angry, they often let their guard down.
Seizing this opportunity, Ling Yun launched the attack without hesitation.
Buzz! Ling Yun is faster than Liu Xiaolian.
In a moment, he flashed in front of Liu Xiaolian and punched out.
Except for the spiritual power he gained after being promoted to a martial artist, he held nothing back and let his power be unleashed wildly.
"Suzaku Sword!"
At the critical moment, Liu Xiaolian did not care about hiding and displayed the strongest swordsmanship of the Suzaku Sect.
A pressure that only a mysterious spiritual skill can possess was released.
Phew! Flames swept in all directions, the long sword in Liu Xiaolian's hand turned red, and a phantom of a red bird appeared, as if it was about to spread its wings and take off.
Boom! Wait for the power of the Suzaku Sword to explode.
Even more terrifying energy was crushed from Ling Yun's fist.
The great destruction.
Centered on the place where Ling Yun and Liu Xiaolian fought, an indescribable wave of destruction erupted.
Everything within a radius of thirty meters turned into nothingness.
At the battle site, the moment Liu Xiaolian's fist collided with Ling Yun's, Liu Xiaolian's expression changed.
fear.
The ultimate horror.
An overwhelming amount of power surged out of Ling Yun's fist.
Then, the Suzaku phantom she released was crushed into nothingness, and the black sword in her hand was shattered.
The terrifying fist force hit her like a flood.
Vaguely, she saw the shadows of twenty ancient stars above Ling Yun's fist.
"Pfft."
Liu Xiaolian opened her mouth and vomited blood, and her body flew out.
Bang! She fell more than fifty meters away, looking at Ling Yun in horror.
When Ling Yun dealt with Qin Ganglie, she thought that was Ling Yun's limit.
At that time, she had measured that even though Ling Yun was terrifying, she could still resist it, so she dared to take action.
Who would have thought that Ling Yun would have huge reservations when dealing with Qin Ganglie.
Huh! After falling to the ground, Liu Xiaolian felt like all the bones in her body were falling apart.
But she didn't dare to stop at all, and took advantage of the momentum of flying backwards, rolling backwards, and then swept out of Happy Villa.