"A woman who dares to stop me in front of me? Send you on your way now!"
Ling Yun cast Shenlong Xiao once again, and shouted at the Houtian fourth-level peak master. At the same time, his smile narrowed, his eyes became as sharp as a knife's edge, and he hit the young man who was rushing forward and wanted to take advantage of it. , a domineering punch!
This is a shocking punch! With the sound of breaking the wind, Ling Yun's fist pierced through the misty rain and mist, the powerful fist stimulated tiny raindrops to fly around, and hit the young man's chest!
Gods block and kill gods, Buddhas block and kill Buddhas!
"Ah!" The young master shot a horrified and tragic look in his eyes. Seeing that Ling Yun was about to slip and fall to the ground, he wanted to rush over to take advantage of it, but for some reason, not only did Ling Yun not He fell to the ground, but came to the opposite side of him in an instant!
The young master was charging forward with all his strength, but Ling Yun blocked him all of a sudden, and punched him with such a terrifying punch. At this time, he wanted to dodge it, but it was too late!
Can only be hard-wired! In a panic, the young man at the peak of the fourth floor the day after tomorrow raised his skill to the limit, and stretched out both palms to resist Ling Yun's fist!
The peak of the acquired fourth level is still only the acquired fourth level. How can Ling Yun's Tiangang Fumo Fist be able to resist him
"Boom!" Fist and palm exchanged!
I only heard two extremely unpleasant sounds of bone shattering, "click" and "click". At the same time, the young man at the peak of the fourth floor of the day after tomorrow screamed, his wrists were broken, and the forearms of both arms were broken, and they fell limply. Come down, it's horrible!
"It's over!" Only this thought flashed through the mind of the young man at the peak of the fourth floor of the day after tomorrow, but seeing Ling Yun's face full of murderous intent, he refused to let go, and punched him in the chest again!
"Boom!" This time, the master of the fourth floor of Houtian was no longer able to resist, Ling Yun's domineering fist was firmly imprinted on his chest!
"Kachacha..." There was a sound of sternum shattering, and the sternum of the four-tier Houtian master was completely collapsed by this punch, the chest cavity was shattered, and the heart, liver, spleen and stomach were simultaneously squeezed or punctured by the broken sternum!
"Pfft!" A blood arrow spewed out from the mouth of the Houtian fourth-level master, bleeding from all seven orifices, and his limp body flew upside down for more than ten meters before falling to the ground on his back!
Kill with one punch! It's so dead, it can't die any more!
"Ah!" Shi Jian and the Houtian third-level expert rushed to nothing. Shocked, when they turned their heads to look, they could only see the scene of Ling Yun punching the young man flying away, and his liver and gallbladder were shattered!
"Junior brother!" Shi Jian's eyes were about to burst, and he rushed towards Ling Yun like a mad tiger, and at the same time shouted: "Little thief Lingyun, if you dare to kill my junior brother, I will kill you!"
Ling Yun succeeded with one blow, he smiled coldly, and used his magic step to avoid Shi Jian who was rushing towards him, but he came to the side of the Houtian third-level master all of a sudden!
"Don't kill me!" Seeing that Ling Yun killed two people in a row within a few minutes, and they were all masters who surpassed him in realm, this master of the third-level Houtian knew that his death was coming, so he didn't care about any duties and tasks at this time. Terrible, his face changed terribly with fright, and he knelt down on his knees begging for mercy with a "plop"!
"Okay!" Ling Yun agreed with a smile, raised his foot and kicked five or six kicks at the guy who was kneeling and begging for mercy, all of them were at his vital points, but Ling Yun didn't want to kill him, he just used his martial arts skills on the spot. Abandoned!
It wasn't until Ling Yun withdrew his feet that the guy's upper body fell to the ground, groaning in pain, but he didn't even have the strength to struggle!
Ling Yun turned back with a smile, looked at Shi Jian who was desperately rushing forward again, and said with a calm smile, "Don't worry, it's your turn now!"
Although Shi Jian became crazy because of the tragic death of his junior brother, he did not lose his mind. He knew that the hard skills he was famous for were useless in front of Ling Yun, and he had already shown his weapon at this time!
It was a machete one foot three inches long, seven or eight centimeters wide, with a sharp blade, and the blade shone brightly under the bright light.
Ling Yun smiled indifferently, sideways dodging Shi Jian's move to slash Huashan, then turned to Xiao Meimei who was watching the battle and asked: "Did this knife hurt you?"
Xiao Meimei nodded with frost on her face, and told Ling Yun: "Be careful, his sword skills are very strange!"
Ling Yun laughed, his current Da Yan Ju Xing Bao Jue has reached the seventh level of the first level, and the kung fu is working, and it is difficult for ordinary swords to hurt him, of course he is not afraid.
Sure enough, Shi Jian's move to chop Huashan was just a false move. The blade pierced the air, and he was able to change the downward chop into a horizontal cut halfway. The waist was cut off!
"Good time!" Ling Yun stepped back again, allowing the scimitar to cut a hole, then turned around, and his tall body came behind the scimitar!
This time Shi Jian couldn't change his tricks, Ling Yun smiled slightly, raised his hand lightly, a push came along, and slapped Shi Jian's right hand holding the knife!
This palm seemed to be slow but fast, but it came first, and it landed on the back of Shi Jian's hand with a slap!
"The sword technique is weird? Can you show me another move?!" Ling Yun slapped it with his palm, and sneered.
Shi Jian only felt a violent force hit his wrist heavily, making his wrist numb from the shock, he could no longer hold the handle of the knife, and the scimitar flew out!
Ling Yun had already expected this kind of result, he stretched his body, and before the scimitar landed, he grabbed the scimitar in his hand.
"Good knife!" Ling Yun caressed the blade, smiled faintly, narrowed his eyes, and slowly walked towards the stunned Shi Jian.
"Where did she offend you? Since you wanted to let her go, why did you hurt her like that? Is a high realm a big deal?"
Ling Yun raised his hand and pointed at Xiao Meimei, exuding endless murderous intent, and said to Shi Jian.
Shi Jian just made one move, and his knife fell into Ling Yun's hands. In his eyes now, there was only deep frustration and unspeakable fear!
Seeing Ling Yun approaching step by step, Shi Jian couldn't help but step back step by step, he only wished to stay far away from this murderous young man, even further away.
"You can't escape, die!" Ling Yun's figure suddenly rose violently, and a phantom came to Shi Jian's body, and swung his knife to strike out!
Ling Yun didn't use any tricks at all, it was just a random slash, but the speed of this slash was many times faster than Shi Jian's forceful slashing of Huashan just now!
"Hey!" Although Shi Jian had tried his best to retreat to avoid it, he felt his right shoulder was icy cold, the blade entered his body, and his right shoulder was hit by his machete, making a gash of more than 20 centimeters!
Blood flying! Shi Jian snorted, and raised his left hand to cover his wound! The eyes that looked at Ling Yun were full of horror!
"Pfft!" Ling Yun remained silent, his eyes were indifferent, and he stabbed straight into Shi Jian's left rib with another stab, "Ah..." Shi Jian screamed out!
In the same way, give back to him!
No matter how Shi Jian hurt Xiao Meimei, Ling Yun came to avenge Xiao Meimei, fair and reasonable!
It's not that Shi Jian didn't want to hide, but Ling Yun's shots were too fast, he was not good at body speed, compared with Ling Yun who possessed phantom fish-dragon steps, he could only be beaten!
Ling Yun's saber pierced deep enough, and he almost made two holes in Shi Jian's body. He held the handle of the saber and stirred it in Shi Jian's body, pierced it vertically, but pulled it out horizontally. !
Ling Yun's ruthlessness, let alone other people, even Xiao Meimei, who murdered by any means, gave her back chills. She knew that Ling Yun was avenging her, but she still couldn't help her delicate body tremble slightly.
As for Tang Meng, well, after seeing the tragic death of the young man who blocked Zhuang Meifeng, this kid already vomited all his bile, and now he has nothing to vomit!
Tie Xiaohu was better. After all, he had slashed and been slashed before. He has a certain immunity to these bloody scenes, and he hasn't vomited yet.
Up to now, in this short period of time, Ling Yun has killed two masters of the fourth floor of Houtian, seriously injured three masters of the fourth floor of Houtian, and now, Shi Jian, who is at the peak of the fourth floor of Houtian, is in danger again, and the masters brought by the Sun family have already The dead are dead, the injured are injured, and the combat power is almost exhausted!
Of course, Master Mieqing, Daoist Liu Deming, Master Miexin, and the middle-aged scribe He Xingyan, these four masters are excluded.
"Brush!" Ling Yun slashed again, hitting Shi Jian's left thigh. Ling Yun struck mercilessly, the blade completely sank into the flesh, and the blade hit Shi Jian's thigh bone, making an unpleasant rubbing sound.
"Ah!" Blood flowed profusely from three places on Shi Jian's body, his hands were covered in nowhere, and he turned into a hideous blood man!
"Ling Yun, you dare to kill my junior brother and hurt me so much, my Nether sect will never let you go!" Shi Jian never thought that Ling Yun would be so cruel and ruthless, he pointed at Ling Yun as if he saw a demon. Shout!
"The Nether faction? It sounds like that!" Ling Yun smiled, and floated up behind Shi Jian, and asked, "Can you tell me what the palm that hit her is?" effort?"
"The Nether Bloody Hand!" Shi Jian was taken aback, and subconsciously replied.
"Very good, you deserved to die under my Sky Nirvana palm!" After Ling Yun finished speaking, he slapped it lightly!
The sky was silent, there was no sound and no waves, Shi Jian only felt a strange force coming from his back, the palm force instantly destroyed the meridians in his body seven or eight times, he was not knocked into the air, square and square His body fell to the ground as limp as mud.
"Shi Jian, remember in the next life, when you hit a woman, you have to think about whether her husband agrees or not!"
After Ling Yun finished speaking, he flipped his wrist, held Shi Jian's scimitar upside down, jumped back to Xiao Meimei's side, and said with a bright smile: "Whoever dares to hit you in the future, this will be the end!"
Among all the people watching the battle, except for the four masters whose expressions remained unchanged, everyone else was dumbfounded!
In just a few minutes, the three Houtian 4th floor masters brought by Niu Fenjiao were all killed by Ling Yun, one Houtian 3rd floor peak master was crippled, and the two Houtian 2nd floor masters are still like dead dogs. He fell to the ground, motionless.
Niu Fenjiao and Sun Xing had both vomited up what they ate today. Their faces were pale, and they stared dumbfounded at what happened, trembling with fright!
"Amitabha! What a cruel evil! Still not coming out to die!"
(end of this chapter)