Awakening the Eternal Heaven-Swallowing Art

"Crack!"

Zhao Qiushan's expression suddenly changed as if he was struck by lightning, and the spear in his hand broke with a click.

"Who is stopping my academy from doing things?"

Zhao Qiushan cursed subconsciously.

Immediately, everyone around them looked at the slender figure walking slowly, and finally, a tall man with a delicate appearance and an outstanding temperament appeared in everyone's eyes.

This man's name is Shen Che, the son of Shen Dongshan, the dean of the second-floor academy.

"Who are you?"

Ling Yun was a little surprised and said calmly.

Shen Che smiled and said: "My name is Shen Che, and I am the son of Shen Dongshan, the dean of the second-floor academy. Don't worry, brother, as long as I am here today, no one can touch you!"

Zhao Qiu Shan's face turned pale, and he immediately knelt down and said: "Master Shen, Ling Yun is really rampant and has repeatedly offended the majesty of the second-floor academy. Please don't stop him. I'll just kill him! To eliminate future troubles!"

"Zhao Qiushan, shut up."

Shen Che spoke calmly, but at the same time, the divine power surrounding him became colder and colder.

Looking at this scene, Zhao Qiushan's expression suddenly changed: "Young Master! I realize my mistake!"

"It's too late to admit your mistake now!"

"Bang bang!"

After the words fell, Shen Che stamped his foot, and the aura around him suddenly swept toward Zhao Qiu Shan with terrifying murderous intent.

The violent aura suddenly exploded.

"Pfft!"

Zhao Qiushan lay on his back and spat out blood, his face turned pale.

Soon, Zhao Qiushan's soul suffered a heavy blow, and he would not be able to recover for a hundred years.

Then, Shen Che's calm voice slowly came out: "Zhao Qiushan, the person who insulted the second-floor academy was not Ling Yun, but you!

According to the rules of the academy, I should have killed you, but I spared your life today and only severely damaged your spirit. Go away! "

"Thank you, sir."

Zhao Qiushan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, kowtowed heavily, then stood up and left with difficulty.

Facing Shen Che, it was the best ending if he didn't die.

Then, Shen Che looked at Ling Yun, smiled slightly, and said, "Are you satisfied if I do this?"

Ling Yun said lightly: "Satisfied."

Shen Che smiled and invited, "I don't know your surname."

Ling Yun said: "Ling Yun."

Shen Che nodded: "Shen Che, I specially invite you to join the second-floor academy. I wonder if brother Ling Yun will agree?"

Ling Yun shook his head: "Sorry, it's okay not to enter such a two-story academy."

Shen Che smiled and said, "No, no, no, this time it was an accident. Believe me, when you actually enter the second-floor academy, you will find that it is very big and has many, many good teachers."

Ling Yun pondered for a while, and finally agreed: "Then I... give it a try."

Shen Che smiled and nodded: "Thank you!"

Then, Shen Che got out of the way, glanced in the direction of the royal family, and then looked at Ling Yun and said: "Now, you can continue to do what you want to do. Believe me, no one dares to retaliate against you, and no one will stop you."

"Thank you."

Ling Yun nodded and immediately walked towards the center of the martial arts stage.

He raised his head, stared coldly at Li Xingyun, the seventh prince of the royal family, and shouted in a cold voice: "Li Xingyun! No one is stopping you now, get out of here!"

Li Xingyun's face turned pale and hesitant.

Previously, Ling Yun fought against Zhao Qiu Shan with his own strength without losing, which is enough to illustrate the problem.

Even now that Li Xingyun has fused that drop of divine blood, he still won't have the slightest chance against Ling Yun.

Ling Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, paying attention to the hesitant Li Xingyun from afar, and said coldly: "Li Xingyun, are you afraid?"

Li Xingyun's face was ashen, feeling the sarcastic gazes around him, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

"Ling Yun."

Suddenly, Li Qiankun said calmly: "Since you have shown your talent, and you have been spotted by the second-floor academy and accepted as a disciple, I think you should accept it as soon as you see fit. As for the life-and-death battle between you and Xingyun, let's end it here. "

As the divine king of the Great Xia Kingdom, Li Qiankun's words exuded the might of heaven.

It makes people feel a sense of surrender.

But Ling Yun paid no attention to it. His body was as straight as a pine tree, as if his shoulders would not bend even if they were to withstand a hundred thousand mountains. He laughed loudly and said: "Haha, Li Qiankun, are you going to protect your son? He and I How can the life-and-death battle be canceled with just one word from you?"

Ling Yun spoke faster, and his voice became more mocking: "Li Qiankun, on the surface you are the divine king of Daxia, but, I'm sorry, your words... don't work with me, Ling Yun!"

"I tell you, Li Xingyun will die today! If he doesn't die, then you, the divine king of the Great Xia Kingdom, can die for him!"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

What trump card does Ling Yun have? How could he not even pay attention to Li Qiankun, the divine king of the Great Xia Kingdom?

Ling Ding's heart was also trembling wildly, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and he was looking at Ling Yun from a distance.

What he was afraid of was not Ling Yun's words, but Ling Yun's eyes.

It was an extremely serious look, as if the words spoken by Ling Yun were like a rock in the Tianshan Mountains. They would never change or fail to fulfill them!

"Hahaha!"

"Bold! I like it!"

Shen Che smiled loudly, his expression was extremely relaxed, and he did not care at all about the face of Li Qiankun, the divine king of the Great Xia Kingdom.

Li Qiankun took a deep breath, stared at Ling Yun coldly, and said: "Ling Yun, it seems that you are determined to be an enemy of my royal family!"

Ling Yun smiled and shook his head: "No, it's not that I am an enemy of the royal family, but that your royal family is too aggressive!"

"Since you tried to harm me, Ling Yun, thirty years ago, there has been a fight between us... to the death!"

Ling Yun stood on the battlefield, as straight as a pine tree.

His words also shocked the heavens, causing an uproar in the whole place.

No one expected that Ling Yun would not be afraid of the God of the Great Xia Divine Kingdom.

What kind of confidence is this?

And what secrets does Ling Yun have?

Finally, under the fierce gazes of the people around him, the seventh prince Li Xingyun finally couldn't stand the pressure, slowly stood up, and stepped onto the martial arts stage.

Ling Yun stared at Li Xingyun and smiled indifferently: "Finally, you are not a coward anymore?"

Li Xingyun said coldly: "Ling Yun, I know you are extraordinary, but if you want to kill me, it's not that easy!"

Ling Yun smiled provocatively: "Really?"

Li Xingyun gritted his teeth and said: "If I die today, I will definitely drag you to be buried with me!"

"Boom boom!"

As soon as the voice fell, Li Xingyun stomped his feet violently, and then a majestic divine power swept out from his body.

At the same time, a brilliant phantom of gods and demons appeared behind Li Xingyun.

"What is that?"

"Oh my God, that's the Sea-Suppressing God King!"

"The Ninth Prince can actually condense the phantom of the Sea-Suppressing God King. Did he get the inheritance of the Sea-Suppressing God King?"

"I think it's not just the inheritance, it's very likely that he has also merged the blood of the gods!"

"No wonder he dared to fight Ling Yun. The result of this battle is hard to say."

"..."

Listening to the whispers of the people around him, Li Xingyun's mouth curled up a cold arc, staring at Ling Yun, and said lightly: "Ling Yun, did you hear what they said?"

Judging from the aura he showed, he was not much weaker than Zhao Qiushan before!

Ling Yun smiled and shook his head: "In fact, you should think about it carefully, why am I, Ling Yun, not afraid of your father Li Qiankun?"

Ling Yun took a breath and continued: "It's a pity that with your brain, you can't think of this level."

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

In an instant, the sword light flashed.

In the vast void, a majestic sword energy swept out, stirring up a terrible gust of wind.

When the sword light dissipated, everyone only saw Li Xingyun spitting blood, and his slender body slowly fell down.

"What?"

"The Seventh Prince lost?"

"After fusing the divine blood of the God King, he couldn't even take Ling Yun's sword?"

"..."

This situation was completely beyond people's expectations!

It was so shocking!

People originally thought that there would be a fierce battle between Li Xingyun and Ling Yun!

Who would have thought that the result would be like this!

On the battlefield, Ling Yun put away the Shura Sword in his hand and turned away.

At the same time, Ling Yun's voice came out and echoed in everyone's ears: "Li Qiankun, Ling Ding, now the grudges between us have been cleared. If you dare to entangle again, I, Ling Yun, will kill you!"

Ling Ding and Li Qiankun watched Ling Yun turn around and leave, but there was nothing they could do.

On the battlefield, life and death are determined by fate, and no one can say a word "no".

Ling Ding glanced at Ling Chen, whose cultivation was completely wasted, and then stared at Ling Yun's back. He snorted coldly and gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go!"

Li Qiankun, the God of the Great Xia Divine Kingdom, also knew that he was boring. Although Ling Yun killed his son, he could not blame Ling Yun in front of so many people.

He could only leave in disgrace.

The crowd around him gradually dispersed, and the space became quiet.

The second-floor academy.

Ling Yun and Ling Lan settled down in the second-floor academy with the introduction and help of Shen Che.

When he had nothing to do, Ling Yun wandered to the library of the second-floor academy.

The library was magnificent and majestic, and it exuded a pleasant smell of books.

Outside the attic, an old man sat quietly in a recliner, closed his eyes, and quietly enjoyed the bright and warm sunlight pouring down from the sky.

Ling Yun approached and bowed slightly: "Senior, can I go in and take a look at the scriptures?"

The old man said lightly: "Go in."

"Thank you."

Ling Yun bowed and walked into the library, quietly flipping through these ancient books.

Ling Yun took a copy of "Chuan Xi Lu" and flipped through it silently in the sunny place in the attic.

After a long time, Ling Yun sank into a mysterious thought and controlled his consciousness to enter the Shura Gate in his body.

This Shura Gate is the core of Shura inheritance!

Inside Shura Gate, there is a green plain.

On the plain, there is a towering tree.

The tree has two colors of fruits, one red and one blue.

"Huh? Where is this place? Why did Shura Gate bring me here?"

Ling Yun was quite surprised, and then slowly walked towards the strange giant tree in front of him.

Suddenly, an old man in white slowly walked out from behind the giant tree.

The old man looked at Ling Yun and smiled slightly.

Ling Yun stopped, bowed deeply, and said: "I have no intention of disturbing you in your meditation. I'm sorry for your sudden visit."

"No problem."

The old man smiled and said: "Actually, I was waiting for you to come."

Ling Yun said: "Waiting for me?"

The old man smiled and nodded: "Yes."

Ling Yun said: "Senior, who are you?"

The old man gently patted the giant tree beside him and said: "Do you know what kind of tree this is?"

Ling Yun shook his head in confusion.