Awakening the Eternal Heaven-Swallowing Art

Crackling!

As soon as it made contact, there was a sound of being scorched by lightning from the Soaring Snake's tail.

Then, under the horrified eyes of the people, Thunder Palm grabbed the Soaring Snake's tail and gave it a fierce swing.

The same one hundred and twenty ancient stars appeared.

However, Ling Hai obviously suffered a loss due to his calculated calculations without intention.

Caught off guard, Teng She's entire huge body was thrown up, and along with Ling Hai, it turned into a parabola and fell more than a hundred meters away.

Boom!

The street, which was more than thirty meters in diameter, was directly hit and collapsed, turning into a five-meter deep pit.

Teng Snake and Ling Hai were both buried in the deep pit.

"How could this be?"

Ling Hai didn't dare to stay in the pit for too long, so he rushed out and evaded to more than 20 meters away.

Sure enough, Ling Yun would not give Ling Hai a chance to breathe.

As soon as Ling Hai escaped from the pit, Ling Yun's palm struck down, causing the pit to collapse further.

Seeing this situation, Ling Hai felt a trace of panic deep in his heart for the first time.

Ling Yun, a martial artist, can exert a huge force of 1.1 million kilograms, which is enough exaggeration.

Who would have thought that this is not Ling Yun's limit.

More importantly, how could Ling Yun, a martial artist, have such powerful spiritual power?

Logically speaking, let alone a martial artist, even a Martial King would have exhausted his spiritual power long ago after a series of battles with him.

Ling Yun was actually very happy in his heart.

Fortunately, he further activated the nine mysterious postures to greatly increase his spiritual power, otherwise he would not be able to sustain today's consumption.

"The soaring snake spreads its wings."

Realizing that Ling Yun's strength was far beyond his expectation and unable to suppress him forcefully, Ling Hai decisively changed his strategy.

Uh-huh!

The wings behind Teng She spread out, and instantly took Ling Hai into the sky.

"I'm in the air, attacking you from a high position, let's see how you fight me."

Ling Hai's eyes were sinister.

He, a martial arts sect, used this method to deal with a martial artist, which was undoubtedly a loss of face.

But now, he no longer cares about his face and decided to kill Ling Yun at all costs.

"The soaring snake spits out mist."

Then, Ling Hai had a thought.

The Soaring Snake opened its big mouth and spit out billowing clouds of mist.

These clouds are composed of countless sword threads and have extremely terrifying lethality.

"Nine mysterious moves, the fourth move."

Ling Yun was not in a hurry.

He wanted to take this opportunity to prove the power of the mysterious nine moves.

The power of thunder changes again.

From the Thunder Palm, it turns into the Thunder Arm.

The aura of terror swept through.

The Thunder Arm looks like a mountain of thunder, more than ten meters long.

This thunder arm opened its palm and pressed it upward.

fear!

One hundred and forty ancient stars appeared.

Crazy impact of huge destructive force.

The sword-threaded cloud that descended from above was scattered on the spot.

The terrifying shock wave continued to rush towards Ling Hai.

"This bastard."

Ling Hai was frightened for a while and quickly controlled Soaring Snake to fly.

After avoiding the impact of the thunder power, his face instantly became extremely ugly.

If he hadn't decisively let Soaring Snake volley into the air and had a head-on confrontation with Ling Yun like before, this situation would definitely have been bad.

The strength and terror of a villain like Ling Yun scared him.

"Damn you bastard, I don't believe your spiritual power can be endless."

Ling Hai has made up his mind to fight Ling Yun to the end.

"Fifth form."

Ling Yun felt like he was sweating profusely.

This was the first time since his rebirth that he fought so happily.

In the fifth form, the power of thunder surges more and more violently.

This time, not only the arms, but also the shoulders appeared together.

At this moment, Ling Yun also vaguely realized that these nine mysterious movements would eventually condense into a complete thunder body.

In the sky, the thunder arms became more powerful.

Waves of thunderous fluctuations, centered on it, continued to spread to the surrounding areas.

"Destroy!"

Thunder's arm suddenly clenched a fist and punched Ling Hai from afar.

"You scoundrel, you are doing useless work...it's not good..."

Ling Hai was disdainful.

However, before he finished speaking, his temples were beating wildly, and he felt an inexplicable cold crisis.

Boom!

A shocking scene appeared.

One hundred and eighty ancient stars descended.

Immediately afterwards, the thunder arm punched out with terrifying thunder fist power.

This thunderous fist shot straight into the sky and hit Teng She who was flying twenty meters in the air.

Ling Hai was caught off guard.

boom!

Teng Snake was struck in the middle by Thunder Fist on the spot.

In an instant, Teng She's abdomen was first dented and then penetrated.

Soaring Snake is Ling Hai's soul.

The Soul of Life was injured, and Ling Hai's Consciousness Sea would inevitably suffer backlash.

"Pfft."

High in the sky, Ling Hai looked up and vomited blood.

The flying snake flying above was also teetering on the edge of collapse.

"Isn't this too perverted?"

Countless people were shocked when they saw this.

Even though Ling Hai hid so high, he was still severely injured by Ling Yun. This Ling Yun was simply too perverted.

But Ling Hai deserves to be Ling Hai.

Although he was injured, he quickly adjusted and made Teng She stable again, without actually falling.

Moreover, one learns from each experience.

Ling Hai quickly controlled Soaring Snake and raised it to a height of fifty meters.

This time, even if Ling Yun's fist was twice as powerful, it would be impossible to hit him again.

Seeing this situation, others found it even more incredible.

Ling Hai, the mighty martial sect, was actually afraid of Ling Yun.

"Bastard, let me let you run rampant for a while. When your spiritual power is exhausted, see how I kill you."

Ling Hai's face has become distorted, and the original extraordinary demeanor has not completely disappeared.

"You think I can't do anything to you if you're hiding high in the sky?"

A sarcastic look flashed in Ling Yun's eyes.

However, he didn't show it on the surface, as if he was punching Ling Hai unwillingly.

He did not continue to use the nine mysterious postures.

Although the nine mysterious postures are powerful, they consume a lot of spiritual power.

Ling Hai's plan was indeed successful to a certain extent.

Most of Ling Yun's spiritual power has been consumed, and it cannot support him to squander it any more.

"It's useless, you scoundrel. No matter how unwilling you are, you can only do it in vain."

Ling Hai calmed down, like a hunter, patiently hunting Ling Yun in the air.

"The Six Mysterious Styles."

Suddenly, Ling Yun performed the mysterious sixth form.

Ling Hai shook his head.

Ling Yun's dozens of consecutive punches had convinced him that Ling Yun was struggling unwillingly.

Perhaps this blow was the last blow before Ling Yun's spiritual power was exhausted.

The thunder surged wildly, and half of the thunder body actually condensed.

Ling Hai was not afraid at all.

He had previously determined that the maximum height that Ling Yun's attack could reach was twenty meters.

But he was not worried at all at fifty meters.

The next moment, Ling Yun suddenly jumped up to a three-story attic.

This attic is ten meters high.

The sole of his foot was on the top of the attic, and with a sudden step, Ling Yun's figure rose ten meters higher again.

"ridiculous."

Ling Hai seemed to be looking at a clown.

Others sighed as well.

No matter how hard Ling Yun struggled, he couldn't cross the remaining thirty meters.

Then, people saw Lei Lei clenching his fist and punching him.

"A futile move..."

Ling Hai's eyes showed sarcasm.

"This...is wrong..."

Others also had similar thoughts to Ling Hai.

But soon, they realized something was wrong.

Because Ling Yun's punch was not aimed at Ling Hai, but towards the attic below.