Awakening the Eternal Heaven-Swallowing Art

"You are not qualified to be my brother."

Nangong Xuan was like in the clouds, and he pressed his palm towards Mao Chengzhi.

This palm of his was like the palm of heaven and earth, holding the world in his hand.

There was no frills, but it gave people a sense of great ingenuity, perfect and natural.

The other warriors around, including the true genius, felt as if they were facing the world and felt extremely small when facing this palm.

The most fearful one was Mao Chengzhi.

On weekdays, he claimed to be a genius.

But at this moment, Nangong Xuan pressed his palm, and he found himself trapped in the suppression of thousands of mountains, unable to extricate himself.

What he faced seemed not to be a person, but the world, the mountains and rivers.

"Earth Spirit Martial Arts."

Someone exclaimed.

Ling Yun also showed a strange look in his eyes.

Earth Spirit Martial Arts cannot be practiced just because you want to.

If you want to practice Earth Spirit Martial Arts, you must have a very deep attainment in the realm of martial arts.

Boom!

The next moment, the ground under Mao Chengzhi's feet collapsed.

A bowl-shaped pit with a depth of five meters and a diameter of more than ten meters was striking.

In the center of the pit, Mao Chengzhi was disheveled, ragged, and covered in blood.

He seemed to want to stand up, but in the end he still staggered and couldn't support himself, and fell to the ground with a bang.

This first true disciple of Guye Mountain, the pride of almost all disciples and senior leaders of Guye Mountain, couldn't even stop Nangong Xuan's palm.

In all directions, there was a suffocating silence.

Nangong Xuan walked to the edge of the pit step by step without rushing, looking down at Mao Chengzhi below.

"Are you convinced?"

He said lightly.

"As expected of Yan Zun, Mao is convinced."

Mao Chengzhi's eyes were bleeding, but there was no resentment or anger on his face, only deep awe.

He knew that the gap between him and Nangong Xuan was too big.

This gap was similar to the gap between him and other disciples of Guye Mountain.

"We pay our respects to the Flame Lord."

The other followers of Mao Chengzhi in Mount Gushe also trembled in their hearts and bowed in awe.

Nangong Xuan is the prince of Yan, the strongest country in the Western Wilds.

Although he is not a martial master, he has the power to rival a martial master, so he is honored as "Flame Lord".

At the same time, Nangong Xuan is also known as the number one pride in the Western Wilds.

Nangong Xuan has always been indifferent, and obviously does not care about the people in Mount Gushe.

"I reiterate that Su Wanyu is the woman I like. Anyone who dares to disrespect her is disrespecting me."

Nangong Xuan said coldly: "I don't know what happened before, but even if she really offended you, if she wants to slap you on the left cheek, you must move your face over to her face, do you hear me?"

"I heard it."

Including Mao Chengzhi, no one dared to object.

At the same time, many people envied Su Wanyu, who was valued by Nangong Xuan.

Nangong Xuan, although the same age as the young disciples, has long exceeded the category of young people.

In this Gushan Mountain, only the head Mo Hechuan and the hidden Gushan Venerable are qualified to be on equal footing with Nangong Xuan.

Only Lingyun smiled.

This Nangong Xuan is indeed very strong.

Half-step Martial Venerable!

With Lingyun's current strength, he may not be able to defeat him.

But so what.

Su Wanyu and he have long been one.

This Nangong Xuan dared to covet Su Wanyu, which is undoubtedly unforgivable.

Lingyun immediately looked at Su Wanyu: "Senior sister, where did this idiot come from?"

Su Wanyu looked worried.

She is also very strong now.

Because of this, she knows how strong Nangong Xuan is.

If not for this, she would never keep restraint.

"Huh?"

Nangong Xuan's eyes turned cold, "Are you Wanyu's junior brother? If it weren't for Wanyu's face, you would have become a corpse just for this sentence, understand?"

"So, I still have to thank you?"

Lingyun smiled even more brilliantly.

Seeing this, other disciples of Mount Guye sighed secretly.

It seems that even Ling Yun has to bow his head when he meets Nangong Xuan.

Of course, people did not despise Ling Yun for this. After all, he was Nangong Xuan, and no one was not afraid of him.

"Okay, I don't have time to talk nonsense. Even if you are Wanyu's junior brother, you are a man after all. I don't want to see you appear in front of Wanyu again."

Nangong Xuan waved his hand, as if he was sending Ling Yun away like a fly.

Ling Yun glanced at Nangong Xuan.

Then, he walked to Su Wanyu and took Su Wanyu's hand in public.

Su Wanyu's pretty face blushed slightly, but she did not refuse.

Seeing this scene, Nangong Xuan's expression suddenly sank.

His eyes suddenly revealed murderous intent, staring at Ling Yun coldly and said: "I'll give you one last chance. Get out of my sight within three breaths, and you will never have contact with Wanyu again."

Boom!

As Nangong Xuan's voice came out, dark clouds rolled in the sky and thunder exploded.

Ling Yun did not move.

The smile on his face slowly faded.

After a while, he stared at Nangong Xuan and said seriously: "Are you fucking mentally retarded? Senior Sister is my woman, you mentally retarded thing, are you out of your mind, barking like a dog?"

The surrounding sounds disappeared in an instant.

Everyone stared at Ling Yun with eyes wide open in disbelief.

Is this guy crazy?

That's Nangong Xuan, the number one prodigy in the Western Wilderness, Yan Zun.

Ling Yun not only ignored Nangong Xuan's words, but also scolded Nangong Xuan in public, saying that Nangong Xuan was mentally retarded?

Indeed, Ling Yun is very strong.

But in people's eyes, this behavior is like an ant shouting at an elephant.

Nangong Xuan was not as furious as people imagined.

His face was more of astonishment and confusion.

It seemed that he couldn't figure out how Ling Yun dared to talk to him like that.

"You, are you talking to me?"

He pointed at himself.

"Misunderstanding, absolutely a misunderstanding."

Before Ling Yun could answer, a figure quickly came over.

The person who came was Mo Hechuan.

The head of the Guye Mountain was sweating all over his face at this moment.

After bowing to Nangong Xuan, he stared at Ling Yun anxiously: "Ling Yun, hurry up, tell Yan Zun that what you just said was not to Yan Zun."

His anxiety was not pretended.

He valued Ling Yun very much.

After all, Ling Yun was a person he had high hopes for, and it was related to the interests of Guye Mountain in the Ancient Tower.

Before, he really didn't expect that Ling Yun would be so bold that he dared to offend Nangong Xuan.

What kind of person is Nangong Xuan.

That's Yan Zun.

Although he is not Wu Zun, his strength is not inferior to Wu Zun at all.

Even though Ling Yun is a demon, he will definitely die if he fights against Nangong Xuan.

Besides, he invited Nangong Xuan to Gushan this time.

He promised huge benefits, hoping that Nangong Xuan would take care of Ling Yun and Mao Chengzhi in the ancient competition and make Gushan rank higher as much as possible.

If Ling Yun offended Nangong Xuan, then Nangong Xuan would not only take care of Gushan, but also not suppress it.

Compared with Mo Hechuan's anxiety, Nangong Xuan became more calm.

This kid named Ling Yun, is he still wanting to be presumptuous in front of him?

He knew that this kind of person, relying on a little talent, would be proud and unyielding, but reality would soon teach this kind of person a lesson.

Just like now, he didn't need to do anything, Mo Hechuan would force Ling Yun to bow his head.

Of course, even if Ling Yun bowed his head, he would not let Ling Yun go easily.

This kid dared to offend him, and he must pay the price.