Awakening the Eternal Heaven-Swallowing Art

Shao Kun's eyes were bulging, and his face was full of shock and disbelief.

"Impossible, how could you, an ant, have such terrifying power?"

He roared almost frantically.

This thing is so bizarre and subversive of common sense.

A Martial King, even if he uses secret methods to become a Martial Master for a short time, according to common sense, he is still an ant to a Martial Master.

However, just like this, an ant trampled him under his feet.

"You are still asking such stupid questions when you are dying. It seems that the real clown is you, not me."

Ling Yun's eyes were indifferent.

"live……"

On the other side, the masked man realized something was wrong.

Unfortunately, before he could speak, Ling Yun stepped on him.

puff!

Shao Kun's neck was directly crushed by him.

There may be strong people who can survive a broken heart, but unless they are gods, they will definitely die if their neck is broken.

This Martial Lord's body trembled, and then his vitality disappeared rapidly.

His eyes were wide when he died.

There's a lot of emotion left in it.

There is fear, reluctance, and regret...

He never imagined that he would die in the hands of someone he regarded as an ant.

If he had known earlier, he might not be so arrogant.

No, if he had known earlier, he would never have come here.

The surroundings were completely silent.

In a place like Xihuang, Wu Zun is the top existence, no different from a god.

On weekdays, it is difficult for people to even see Wu Zun.

But now, a Martial Lord has died here.

All the warriors in Gushe Mountain had their minds blank and their hearts suffocated, as if they had turned into sculptures.

Ling Yun turned around and looked at the masked man.

"Kneel down!"

He spat out two words coldly.

The masked man's eyes were extremely gloomy. Even if he couldn't see his face, he knew that his complexion must be ugly.

"Young man, how dare you kill my people from Daxue Mountain? Do you know that this is a huge disaster..."

he snapped.

"If you don't kneel, you will die."

Ling Yun was not interested in listening to his nonsense.

The blood-burning secret technique has a limited time to cast, so he must race against time.

Buzz!

The air shook violently.

In the endless blood light, Ling Yun was like a bloody rainbow, rushing towards the masked man with the speed of thunder.

The masked man was shocked and angry.

"Ice!"

He quickly circulated his spiritual power and turned it into endless ice, trying to resist Ling Yun.

Almost at the same time, Ling Yun rushed over.

In an instant, Ling Yun fired more than ten punches.

To others, Ling Yun looked like a blood dragon in front of the huge ice wall, constantly hitting the ice wall at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.

In less than two breaths, the ice wall exploded.

Then, Ling Yun's fist hit the masked man.

The masked man hurriedly stretched out his hand to resist.

Click!

His palms and even arms were blasted by Ling Yun on the spot.

"not good."

The masked man felt a huge crisis.

"The Jade of Protection."

He hurriedly opened the jade of protection.

This jade of protection can withstand a blow from a top warrior.

boom!

A harsh sound sounded, the guardian jade shattered instantly, and the right half of the masked man's body was blown apart.

"Quick, save me."

The masked man yelled.

In an instant, other Daxue Mountain warriors not far away rushed towards Ling Yun, blocking him from continuing to attack the masked man.

What greeted them was Ling Yun's violent attack.

Bump bump bump...

No one is the enemy of Ling Yun Yihe.

Anyone who resisted him was blown away with one punch, leaving no bones left.

These people are all great martial sects, and they are princes in the Western Wilderness.

But now, in front of Ling Yun, they were like chickens and dogs, easily crushed to death.

However, as they blocked him for a moment, the masked man had already fled back into the ice and snow craft and was about to close the door of the craft.

Ling Yun's eyes burst with blood as he stared at the masked man fiercely, like a demon.

The next moment, he punched the masked man from a distance of several hundred meters.

The ninth form of thunder!

Blood light and thunder light intertwined, bursting out with even more terrifying power.

The space in front of the masked man was blasted into a black vortex.

Then, the endless punching power overwhelmed him.

"ah."

The masked man screamed.

boom!

The door to Ice and Snow Flying Boat is closed.

The masked man fell into the airship.

At this moment, his image was extremely miserable, his body was in tatters, like a rag doll.

Not only was his physical body severely damaged, his soul was also destroyed by Ling Yun's punch.

"Ahhhh..."

He roared wildly.

The pain was secondary, but the biggest blow to him was the destruction of his life soul.

He was a majestic martial artist, but all his cultivation was wasted and he became a useless person from then on.

Therefore, even if he saved his life, he did not feel any joy.

In this situation, even if he is not dead, it is no better than death.

"Ling Yun, this hatred is different from the sky. I will keep it in mind. I will report what happened today to Daxue Mountain. In one month, Daxue Mountain's revenge will come. I'll see how you deal with it."

Amidst the echoing sound of hatred, the ice and snow flying boat started and flew towards the distance.

Below, Ling Yun's blood-red eyes were extremely gloomy.

In this plan, there are really many ways to save lives.

He even used the blood-burning secret technique, but he still didn't kill the opponent.

But that's all.

Others would be afraid of the revenge of the Great Snow Mountain, but he was not.

One month was too short for others to do anything.

Ling Yun was different.

Every day, his strength would grow stronger.

When the Great Snow Mountain came to take revenge on him a month later, he was confident that his strength would be much better than before.

Moreover, even if he couldn't win, he could escape and get back at the place sooner or later.

On the other side.

Bai Qianzhang was terrified and was really frightened by Ling Yun's strength.

That was the inspector of the Great Snow Mountain, whose strength was not much inferior to his original body.

As a result, almost all of them were killed by Ling Yun, and only one Jidu, who was abandoned, managed to escape by luck?

"Ling Yun, there may be something we can't talk about between you and me..."

Bai Qianzhang still wanted to keep this incarnation.

If this incarnation was destroyed, it would at least cost him three years of vitality.

But Ling Yun would never talk to him.

He felt that the blood and qi in his body had been burned by nearly half, and if it continued to burn, it would endanger his life.

Therefore, he didn't have much time, and he had to solve all the hidden dangers as soon as possible.

Boom!

He punched out directly.

Bai Qianzhang's incarnation was turned to ashes on the spot.

Everyone on and off Gushan Mountain was suffocated and sluggish.

Things had developed to this point, which was completely beyond their thinking limit.

Ling Yun's actions did not stop.

He flashed and returned to Su Wanyu.

Su Wanyu's eyes were much clearer than when she was on the verge of falling completely.

It can be seen that Ling Yun showed great strength and truly solved all the hidden dangers, which did give her a lot of confidence.

However, this confidence did not last long.

The bloodline of the Netherworld Yan Clan was too strong.

In a few minutes, Su Wanyu would still collapse.

The best way to deal with this situation is...

When Su Wanyu was unprepared, Ling Yun suddenly made a move and hit Su Wanyu's neck with a palm knife.

Su Wanyu fainted immediately.

If it were someone else, it would definitely be impossible to do this.

After all, Su Wanyu was stronger than Ling Yun at the moment.

That is, she had no guard against Ling Yun, which gave Ling Yun a chance.

But this was just a stopgap measure.

Su Wanyu couldn't stay unconscious forever, and would wake up sooner or later.

So Ling Yun had to find something that could temporarily suppress the blood of the Netherworld Yan Clan as a matter of urgency.

Ling Yun's mind was slightly fluctuating, and he had an idea about this.

As he was thinking, his body shook.

The enemy had been eliminated, and the burning secret method no longer needed to be run, but its sequelae also broke out.

Ling Yun clearly felt that his body had fallen into extreme weakness.