People turned their heads in horror and looked at the collapsed box.
A figure walked out from there.
However, there was no trace of the embarrassment or serious injuries on his body that people imagined. Instead, he was spotless and calm.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Fang Xingye's pupils also contracted, and the arrogant smile on his face suddenly stiffened.
"You slapped me, should I slap you back?"
As he spoke, Ling Yun struck out at Fang Xingye.
When he struck out with his palm, everyone present, including Fang Xingye, felt as if they had seen a ghost.
Because the palm technique used by Ling Yun was clearly the same as Fang Xingye's.
No.
There is still a huge difference between the two.
Fang Xingye's palm seemed to be just a rough suppression of Ling Yun without any in-depth application.
For example, everything in the world is in his palm, and he just throws it out.
Lingyun's palm made everything in the world become a world of its own.
"Damn."
Fang Xingye's eyes turned red.
He has good eyesight, so he can naturally see that Ling Yun's palm was learned from him, but it is more subtle than him.
In an instant, he felt hugely humiliated.
But what's even more frightening is that Ling Yun's palm brought him a huge crisis.
"The true form of the blood evil!"
He was running wildly with his spiritual power.
The spiritual power turned into billowing blood mist, and a bloody giant condensed outside his body.
This is the unique secret skill of the Blood Evil Sect, and only the true disciples are qualified to practice it.
As soon as the blood evil true form appeared, Fang Xingye's aura surged sharply.
"No, retreat."
Shen Lang's expression changed drastically.
The others were equally horrified, did not dare to neglect, and quickly retreated.
horrible.
They looked at Ling Yun and Fang Xingye with awe and even fear in their eyes.
These two people are simply perverts.
Such strength only makes them feel that there is an insurmountable chasm. Let alone fighting, they cannot even bear the aftermath.
Crash...the restaurant was already filled with a terrifying storm.
The entire glorious hall was reduced to rubble.
Suddenly, time and space seemed to freeze.
The next moment, endless fire broke out.
Boom! The deafening sound resounded throughout the world.
People could only vaguely see outside that Ling Yun's palm fell on Fang Xingye's True Blood Demon.
The shadows of thirty ancient stars swayed in the chaotic storm.
This made people gasp.
With the same palm technique, Ling Yun seemed to use less spiritual power than Fang Xingye, but he exerted a huge force of 300,000 kilograms.
This is indeed the case.
Ling Yun didn't take any serious action at all, because it was unnecessary.
He only used the spiritual power of the warrior realm.
Even so, it was enough to defeat Fang Xingye.
Click, click, click... The next moment, Fang Xingye's blood evil body burst apart quickly, with countless cracks appearing.
The two couldn't breathe, and cracks were all over the blood evil body.
Then with a "boom", the Blood Fiend's true body exploded, and Fang Xingye's body was torn to pieces.
Others could not see the specific process, they only saw a bloody figure flying out of the restaurant with a bang.
Who could it be?
People have actually made some guesses, but they still find it unbelievable.
Until...the dust clears.
When the bloody figure on the ground revealed its face, people had no luck and their minds went blank.
Fang Xingye.
The person who was blasted out was really Fang Xingye.
"This is impossible."
Fang Xingye couldn't care less about his own embarrassment and roared wildly unbearably.
He, the dignified seventh-level martial artist of the Blood Fiend Sect, was defeated by a martial artist from a small place?
Moreover, Ling Yun, a martial artist, had only just been promoted, and his cultivation level was far inferior to him.
Fang Xingye simply couldn't accept this kind of blow.
"Is it just you, or the true descendant of the Blood Evil Sect?
In my opinion, this is simply an insult to the Blood Evil Sect."
Ling Yun shook his head in disappointment, his eyes indifferent.
His murderous intentions were undisguised.
Originally, he just wanted to keep a low profile, but Fang Xingye forced him to reveal part of his strength.
It is conceivable that he will no longer be able to keep a low profile from now on.
This is indeed the case.
Even though Ling Yun has not yet used his true strength, he is already dazzling enough in the eyes of others.
Such Ling Yun is enough to attract the attention of those big forces.
Because of this, how could Ling Yun let go of the culprit of all this?
"You want to kill me?"
At this time, Fang Xingye smiled, looking a little perverted, which showed that his mind had been stimulated abnormally by Ling Yun.
Ling Yun frowned.
Fang Xingye smiled even more exaggeratedly: "It's a pity that you can't kill me."
Before he finished speaking, another cold voice came from above: "He is right. The Blood Evil Sect and my Ling family are now in an alliance, so you can't kill him."
People followed the sound and immediately saw a boy in blue, about sixteen years old, standing on the roof of a house next to the street.
"Hahaha, Ling Yun, are you feeling aggrieved?
He obviously defeated me, but he couldn't kill me.
And I, with the abundant resources of the Fang family, will surpass you sooner or later, and when the time comes, I will take revenge and cut you into pieces."
Fang Xingye laughed wildly with pride.
Ling Yun ignored him, but narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the young man in blue: "Kuncheng Ling family?"
He clearly sensed a murderous intent from the young man in blue.
How could a person who had never met him have such strong hostility towards him?
When he thought about the "Ling family" mentioned by the other party, he already had a guess in his mind.
The life experience of the original owner has always been a mystery.
In the memory of the original owner, it seems that he was abandoned when he was a baby and then adopted by the old sect leader.
Could it be that... he knew that among the thirteen giants, one of them was the Ling family, located in Kuncheng, Nanzhou.
But before this, he had never associated the Ling family with himself.
After all, there are countless people with the same name in this world, let alone the same surname.
"You, the abandoned son of the family, are truly worthy of being the descendants of Lingshan's short-lived ghost. You can tell by the look in your eyes that you are just as unruly and rebellious as Lingshan's short-lived ghost!"
The boy in blue said coldly.
Abandoned son of the family! Bastard! If Ling Yun was just guessing before, now that the boy in blue said these words, Ling Yun was completely sure that his life experience was related to the giant Ling family.
"You know my father?"
Ling Yun stared at the boy in blue and said.
The grace of giving birth must be repaid! Since he inherited this body, he must bear all this.
The young man in blue sneered: "Your father, Ling Shan, was originally the genius of our Ling family. It's a pity that he suffered all the favors and honors from the family, but he didn't want to repay. Instead, he had an affair with the witch and betrayed the family.
And you are the offspring of Lingshan and that witch girl."
"So, the Ling family you are talking about does not only have a bad relationship with my father, but can actually be said to have a feud?"
Ling Yun smiled.
"You're right."
The boy in blue had a sarcastic look on his face.
"The hatred of my parents is my hatred."
Ling Yun suppressed his smile, as if he was looking at an idiot, "Since the Ling family and I are enemies, does it matter to me that your Ling family forms an alliance with the Fang family?"