Feng Fuer and Jie Yuyan were also pleasantly surprised. The two of them had already determined that Huangfuyun faced Wu Ling and there was still a big gap. In this battle, Wu Ling did not use some means in the previous period of time.
In addition to these three people, the inner sect disciples never expected that Wu Ling could actually fight Huangfuyun to this point, and at that moment, they almost had the illusion that Wu Ling took the initiative to welcome him. Yun Chanjian's attack, and the momentum at that moment, was not lost to Huangfuyun at all.
At this moment, Wu Ling's gaze rested on Huangfuyun's injured shoulder.
Suddenly, the qi curled up, his figure rushed, and he lifted a large boulder just by relying on the qi, and said leisurely: "Brother Huangfuyun, I advise you to give up, otherwise, you will end up like this stone. Same."
"You." Huangfu Yuntang, the deacon of the inner disciple of Huayu Pavilion, when did he receive such insults? His whole body was shaking, his fingers trembling, as if numb, "You are presumptuous!"
"Are I presumptuous, you can see it!" Wu Ling pinched the distance and saw that Huang Fuyun was less than ten feet away from him, suddenly he flicked his wrist and threw the huge boulder suspended in the air fiercely. .
The heavy stone was shot out like a cannonball, and it was thrown directly at the head of Huangfuyun.
Huang Fuyun's body was in the air, and there was no time to dodge. Wu Ling's flick was very particular, and it was just right.
It is precisely to distract Huangfuyun's attention and expose his martial arts flaws.
With this slap, he did not know how many eyes saw Wu Ling facing Huangfuyun, using such a simple and rude style of play, all of them exclaimed.
This is a living insult. But anyone who is a strong person in the realm of Yimie can absolutely not bear the opponent's despising himself.
Wu Ling's calculations were very delicate. It is a very clever psychological warfare. Since he didn't want to use all his strength, and wanted to humiliate this Huangfuyun, he naturally thought of such a method.
To Huangfuyun, this huge boulder is like a chicken rib. If Huangfuyun were to deal with this stone, his own moves would inevitably reveal flaws, giving Wu Ling a chance to take advantage of it. If he doesn't pick it up, this huge boulder won't hurt him, but if he is hit by a mere stone, how does his face look good
In Huayu Pavilion, life and death is a trivial matter, but majesty is a major matter. What's more, Huang Fuyun is also the deacon disciple of the inner disciple of Huayu Pavilion, and he values majesty extremely.
With Wu Ling's throw, it can be said that he lost a hot potato to Huangfuyun.
When Huangfuyun heard Wu Ling's call, it was naturally impossible not to answer it. With a flick of his sleeves, the Yun Chan Sword shot out, taking advantage of the trend to resist the attack of the boulder.
Seeing this action, Wu Ling was overjoyed. With a flick of his feet, his body fell sharply. With the Bagua Palm dancing on his right hand, he swallowed all the light, and attacked directly behind Huang Fuyun.
Slammed.
Wu Ling's move seemed to go all out to manipulate the huge boulder, but in fact it was completely slamming, so that Huangfuyun couldn't spare any time to deal with his next move.
Wu Ling used the Bagua Palm with his right hand, but his left hand secretly pinched the anger and thunder fingering method. The real strength of the anger thunder finger was completely buckled at the fingertips, only waiting to get close to Huangfuyun, giving a fatal blow.
As his cultivation base reached the fourth level of Yisui, the anger thunder finger also cultivated to the second rank. His anger thunder finger was a hidden killer.
Ten feet, five feet, three feet!
An angry finger can take the enemy's life from a hundred meters away, the closer the distance, the greater the power! Wu Ling was not eager to attack, but wanted to maximize the power of the Angry Thunder Finger. After a single blow, Huang Fuyun had no desire to fight back!
Suddenly Wu Ling turned his right hand, and a small gossip totem of Baguazhang burst out and took Huangfuyun's chest straight. Huangfu Yun's sword smashed a thousand catties of boulders, and he had long been wary of Wu Ling's Bagua Palm. Seeing that he changed his tricks midway, the Yun Chan sword in his hand was unambiguous, protecting his chest, and swept away.
Now that it was within three feet, how could Wu Ling allow Huang Fuyun to leave again
The furious thunder finger of his left hand was ready to be sent, and he raised his hand and shot. Poke three times in a row. Three consecutive finger lights, with unmatched aura, hit Huangfuyun's eyebrows directly.
laugh!
Huangfuyun didn't expect that Wu Ling could condense a spiritual attack like a treasure soldier with a prick of his finger. Huangfuyun was horrified, knowing that if he was hit by this finger force, he would directly pierce his brain and bring out a mass of plasma, and he would definitely die!
Huangfuyun's meeting was really fast! In a hurry, he lifted the Yun Chan Sword upward, and Wu Ling's angry thunder finger just hit Yun Chan Sword.
There were bursts of crackling, sparking dazzling sparks.
Huangfuyun's wrists could not help trembling, blood gushing from the tiger's mouth, Wu Ling's finger almost made him let go.
If it weren't for the sudden thought that this was the sword that Frost Shadow bestowed on Baobingyun's Cicada Sword, which would never be lost, Huangfuyun would really abandon the sword and flee.
In fact, if Huangfuyun's hand was not the Baobingyun Cicada Sword, he would have been pierced by Wu Ling's furious thunder finger if he was replaced with a normal weapon, and he would die.
Huangfuyun's head was covered with cold sweat, his eyes widened, and his face was full of unbelievable expressions, as if suddenly petrified.
Wu Ling succeeded in a move, and hurriedly pulled his figure, raised his steps, and rushed forward. The whole set of movements was just as if the Buddha had been practiced hundreds of times in advance, and it was done in one go, without any sense of stagnation, and it stretched naturally like flowing clouds and flowing water.
It wasn't until his body rushed forward that Huangfuyun made the next reaction action.
At this time, Wu Ling had rushed to a place ten feet in front of Huangfuyun's body. When Huangfuyun reacted, Wu Ling's smirk face had already been pasted.
"Wow."
Amidst a series of sneers and a mass of raised dust, Huangfuyun let out a horrified cry.
The scene on the court was really jaw-dropping. All the disciples onlookers saw Huang Fuyun, who was close to 1.9 meters tall, was caught in the void by Wu Ling just like the big rock.
Huangfuyun was anxious and frustrated, his body fluttered in mid-air, trying to break free from the shackles of Wu Ling's hands, but he couldn't. Only then did he understand that Wu Ling had set him up and down.
Between the sparks and flints, Huangfuyun didn't have time to react at all, and he didn't have time to analyze the gains and losses here. How could I think that it was the judgment made at this moment that made a big mistake.
He squinted just now and saw Wu Ling's angry thunder finger shooting over, knowing that only Yun Chanjian could resist it, otherwise his life would be inevitable. But Yun Chanjian saved his life and blocked his sight, which made Wu Ling bully him.
Huangfuyun was angry and mad at the moment, and uttered a long roar to the sky. At this time, the anger in his heart could hardly be described in words.
If you are careless, you lose all the game. He did not expect that he would be defeated so embarrassed and so thoroughly!
Losing to Wu Ling is no longer something he can bear, let alone in such a disgraceful way!
If it were replaced two months ago, even if Huang Fuyun had lost to Wu Ling, he would definitely not lose so badly. After all, they are both in the Yi-Marrow realm, although they are a grade, but they are not as big as this.
Prestige, weapons, and combat experience, Huangfuyun has the upper hand, especially Baobingyun Chanjian, which is unique and unique among the inner disciples.
However, Huangfuyun lost to Wu Ling!
Huangfuyun was proud and arrogant. He had never put Wu Ling in his eyes. He had long been willing to underestimate the enemy. Coupled with the maintenance of Huayu's thong arm fist in the beginning, a lot of qi was consumed, resulting in a lack of stamina. Later, he was repeatedly tricked by Wu Ling, which made the situation worse.
Succeeded in a sneak attack by Wu Ling, he was caught off guard by his ghostly tricks and bitterly on the spot.
"Wuling, Wuling, you are so cruel!" Huangfuyun's hatred was overwhelming in his heart, and he cursed loudly without being able to clean it up even with the water from all over the world.
Wu Ling stood upright on the spot, he didn't plan to let go immediately. He wanted to wait for Huangfuyun's anger to rise again, and he wanted to make Huangfuyun ashamed to the extreme.
Many disciples off the court looked at what was happening in front of them with stunned eyes. Once upon a time, they thought that Wu Ling would undoubtedly be defeated, and never expected that Huangfuyun would end in such a dismal situation.
The progress of the matter is far from their previous expectations. Especially the inner disciples of the second pavilion master Hanshuangying's line, all bowed their heads deeply, did not dare to raise their heads, they were all ashamed of Huangfuyun.
Wu Ling's move is a blasphemy against Huangfuyun's dignity! This Huangfuyun, I'm afraid he won't be able to hang around in Huayu Pavilion in the future. Even if he was able to steal his life, he would be a lonely person and no one would pay attention to him.
Seeing it was almost done, Wu Ling's arm shook, Huang Fuyun yelled and was thrown out, and violently slammed into the rock wall of the mountain. His appearance was even more embarrassing than the beggars and tramps who fell on the street.
Wu Ling stood in the distance and looked at Huang Fuyun with a sneer. At this moment, Wu Ling couldn't tell the ease in her heart. Not only because Huangfuyun used to humiliate him with a fake tiger, but also because Huangfuyun and Yang Tian came from the same line.
The lesson to Huangfuyun was for Yang Tian to see. Wu Ling just wanted to tell Yang Tian that after three years, Yang Tian's fate was even worse than today's Huangfuyun.
Huangfuyun's face was green and coldly said: "Wu Ling, you are so tough! How dare you humiliate me like this?"
"Yes, I am a tough hand. However, you are responsible for all this. I am Wu Ling, and I always open one eye and close one eye for my material grievances. However, it involves me as a person. The dignity of a warrior has always been rewarded, and it must be unscrupulous. Huangfuyun, it is you. You will do the same thing as me. If you are not the one who fails today, my fate may be thousands of times worse than you, even Even your life will be lost. To be honest, if I can't beat you, will you kill me?"
Huang Fuyun was a little bit overwhelmed by his question. According to conscience, if Wu Ling had failed today, Huangfuyun would have smashed his opponents to ashes in order to follow suit.