Heaven Defying Supreme

Seven hundred and thirtieth IX return with fruitful results

When the noisy crowd saw the scene on the platform of destruction, they all stopped abruptly!

The smiles on Feng Qingcheng, Duan Cangqiong, Gongsun Yangchun's nine chiefs, and Yuwen Fengjun froze in an instant!

On the other hand, Shen Subing, Mu Mengyan, Zhongwu Shiyao, Huangfuyu, Tuoba Yingying, wept with joy...

In the eyes of everyone, Kang Ling, who had lost his right hand, left arm, and both legs, was rolling on the stage with a tragic sound.

Tan Yun, who looked exhausted, held Kang Ling's golden rod in his hand, and walked towards Kang Ling with difficulty.

"Whoa, whoa—"

Tan Yun gasped, his star pupils were filled with bloodthirsty light, thinking of Kang Ling's words cursing his family, he gritted his teeth and came to Kang Ling, roaring: "I want you to curse!"

"boom!"

Blood spattered, and Tan Yun raised his stick and hit Kang Ling's chest.

"puff!"

Kang Ling spat out blood and let out a scalp-numbing scream.

"I let you curse!"

"Let you curse!"

Tan Yun was like a cruel demon, roaring non-stop, swung the golden stick with all his strength, and kept smashing it down on Kang Ling's body!

"Bang bang bang—"

"Crack, click—"

In the eyes of everyone who couldn't bear to look directly, Tan Yun waved the golden rod frantically until he smashed Kang Ling's chest and head, and he still didn't stop!

When the nine gods and souls were plundered from the corpses, the flying sword Xiaozi who fell behind Tan Yun rose into the air by itself, and with a beautiful purple sword arc, cut the nine gods and souls to pieces!

"You bastard! What I hate the most is talking about my family..." Panting, Tan Yun kept waving the golden stick, hitting Kang Ling's rotten and dead body!

"Tan Yun, he's dead, he's dead!"

He didn't stop beating the corpse until Shen Subing's anxious and worried voice reached his ears.

At this moment, Shen Subing looked down at Tan Yun, a tear fell from her beautiful eyes and dissipated in the gust of wind.

Exhausted and with disheveled hair, Tan Yun stood up tremblingly in the eyes of all the people, stopped his spine with great difficulty, and stood out from the crowd!

More than 300 male and female disciples from Dun Gongxun's line looked down at Tan Yun, tears of excitement flowed from their eyes, and they burst into joyful and excited shouts:

"Great! Our senior brother is not dead, he is not dead..."

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow..."

"Great, hee hee, senior brother, you are amazing, I adore you..."

"..."

When Gonggong Yimai was very excited, Jiumai bet three million disciples, a thousand deacons, and more than four hundred elders. Some were trembling with anger; If you say no, it will be gone...

Even hundreds of disciples were so angry that they vomited blood and passed out...

Feng Qingcheng thought that not only did she not get rid of Shen Subing, but she also lost 210 billion top-quality spirit stones. Her alluring face was filled with endless anger!

She thought of Tan Yun molesting herself in public before, she clenched her fists tightly, forcibly restraining the urge to rush up and kill Tan Yun, thinking in her mind, how would she want Gaozu to explain after returning...

When Gongsun Yangchun thought about it, he swore to the top of the Jin clan that Tan Yun would die and win the Lingshi. A fear of death occupied his heart.

"Gongsun Yangchun, this is a good thing you did! Tonight, come and find me!"

At this time, a disappointed and resentful voice from the sky resounded from Gongsun Yangchun's mind.

Gongsun Yangchun's face was ashen...

Zhu Daosheng and Xie Juechen, the two chief spies, now think of the 40 billion top-quality spirit stones they lost, and they can't explain to the higher-ups at all. The cloudy eyes of the two revealed an uncontrollable fear...

Duan Cangqiong narrowed his eyes, stared at Tan Yun, and said viciously in his heart: "Little bastard, if you don't die this time, it's your fate, and this old man will take your dog's life next time!"

"It's a pity that my 20 billion best products, I'm so angry..."

As for the four chiefs who each lost 500 million top-quality spirit stones: Wei Yan, Su Liunian, Dongfang Shangzhi, and Sima Yu, while their faces were ashen, they looked at Shen Subing with envy and envy.

The four of them and the nine chiefs, including Feng Qingcheng, had never met Tan Yun before, but they had heard of the fact that Tan Yun was number one in the outer sect, number one in the inner sect, and number one in the immortal sect.

They just thought that Tan Yun was a rare genius, but only now did they realize that they were wrong!

Big mistake!

In their minds, Tan Yun's heaven-defying aptitude gathered together with six top-grade aptitudes, and his ability to leapfrog challenges against the sky, have long surpassed the category of geniuses!

Although they don't want to admit it, after witnessing Tan Yun's life-and-death battle today, they have to admit that Tan Yun is at least a rare evil talent that is rare in a million years!

At the same time, the Nine Chiefs are more aware that as long as Tan Yun survives for a day, the Holy Son and Holy Maiden of his own lineage may not be able to become the next suzerain!

Undoubtedly, the chiefs valued most the saint sons and saintesses in their veins. Only when the saint son and saint daughter of one's own lineage become the next suzerain, will one's status rise with the tide!

When the chiefs wanted to get rid of Tan Yun for their own benefit, the 167 saints and 86 saints who had lost the Lingshi on the ten pavilions looked at Tan Yun, some with murderous intent in their eyes; thinking about...

Tan Yun stood there tremblingly, looking up at Mr. Yu Wenfeng who was trembling with anger, and said: "Elder Law Enforcement, the life-and-death battle is over, can you take out the top-quality spirit stone in the white silver screen for this junior? "

Mr. Yu Wenfeng snorted coldly, endured the mood of dripping blood, and poured the 255 billion top-quality spirit stones in the white silver screen onto the platform of destruction, piled up like a mountain!

Later, under Feng Qingcheng's cannibalistic gaze, Tan Yun asked her for another 100 billion top-grade spirit stones.

After recovering some spiritual power in Tan Yun's Lingchi, he took out tens of thousands of Qiankun rings from Qiankun, and put away 305 billion top-quality spirit stones under the eyes of everyone staring like hungry wolves.

The tens of thousands of Qiankun Rings were naturally obtained after Tan Yun killed the disciples of the Eternal Immortal Sect and the Immortal Soul Palace during two trials in the Eternal Land and a trial in the Battle of the Gods.

Afterwards, Tan Yun soared into the sky and landed on the spirit boat.

Shen Subing drove the spirit boat, carrying Tan Yun and others, and flew towards the meritorious holy land 30,000 miles to the east...

The nine chiefs on the ten pavilions, Mr. Yu Wenfeng, made up their minds, whether it was for the son or daughter of their own veins, or for the revenge of the meritorious lineage, they would kill Tan Yun!

The three million nine-vein disciples who lost the bet, were angry and unwilling, and left together...

"Tan Yun, you are doomed!" Feng Qingcheng looked coldly at the spirit boat that disappeared at the end of the sky. She took a deep breath, turned into a beam of light, and disappeared into the vast sky...