"puff……"

Taoist Master Wuchen squirted a blood arrow from his mouth. His already thin body, which was already dry and thin, was smashed by the huge impact of Ling Yun's punch, staggered forward for more than ten steps. After shaking violently, he barely stopped his body!

The Tiangang Demon-Subduing Fist is extremely strong and powerful, with extremely domineering power!

This is not the most important thing, the most important thing is Ling Yun’s power! The bronze tripod weighing more than 2,000 pounds can be swung by Ling Yun with one hand. This punch was made by Ling Yun with all his strength. How powerful is that?!

"Ah!" Taoist Master Wuchen was injured one after another, his face turned pale suddenly. When he stood firm and turned his head to look at his left shoulder, he exclaimed in horror!

Ling Yun's punch hit Taoist Master Wuchen's shoulder blades. The fierce and domineering fist force smashed Wuchen's left shoulder into pieces. His entire left shoulder's bones, muscles, and blood vessels were all broken, and they piled up softly in one place, like a pile of tattered cotton wool, more like a pool of bloody mud!

Taoist Master Wuchen exclaimed, not because of pain, but because of fear!

Ling Yun completely wiped out Wuchen's left shoulder with one punch!

Not to mention Wuchen, even Ling Yun has a level 4 Qingyu Talisman in his hand, which cannot be cured in an instant. Qingyu Talisman can cure external injuries such as swords. But how can a good woman cook without rice?

"Damn it, no wonder I even knocked my sword away. This punch was so fierce?!"

Dugu Mo looked at the effect of Ling Yun's punch in a daze, stunned for a moment, even forgot to see where his long sword flew.

"This kid... fights are worthless..." Old Cui was also secretly shocked and took a breath!

He beat the dog in the water, which was Ling Yun's usual strategy. He had the upper hand and was unforgivable. He stepped on his feet and twisted his body. Another phantom fish and dragon step was rushing straight towards the seriously injured Taoist Master Wuchen!

"Amitabha, every move of the donor is a killer move, isn't it too cruel?!" Master Xingchi saw that Master Wuchen was beaten to death, and his tall figure swayed, immediately blocking Ling Yun's way!

"Old bald donkey, do you think this is a martial arts competition?!" Ling Yun snorted coldly, and his body still moved forward. He raised the Nether Blood Demon Sword with his right hand, bringing a sharp and evil cold air, and slashed at Master Xingchi!

"Chop the knot!"

Holding the Nether Blood Demon Sword, he slashed straight ahead. What's the point of chopping firewood?!

"Puchi..." Dugu Mo couldn't help but laughed suddenly after hearing the name of the sword technique that Ling Yun shouted.

Master Xingchi did not dare to greet him, so he moved his body gently to the left, and at the same time he stretched out his hands quickly and bounced his ten fingers!

One of the 72 unique skills of the Shaolin School, Doroye’s finger!

I saw Master Xingchi's ten-finger wheel bounce, like a borex flower blooming, all of which were on the falling blade!

After a very rhythmic jingle sound, Ling Yun's sword force was slightly tilted!

"The fingering method is good!" Ling Yun praised with admiration, and then drew his knife, flipped his wrist gently, and cut his side towards Master Xingchi again!

"What a quick knife!" Master Xingchi shouted loudly, his innate true energy filled his whole body, the cassock was not stirred without wind, and the rushing sounded, and his tall figure soared into the sky!

He dared not use the Tiebanqiao kung fu. If his body leaned back and Ling Yun changed his move halfway and changed to chopping down with a knife, he would become too passive!

Ling Yun definitely took too much advantage. The 80-pound Demonic Sword is like an ordinary person holding chopsticks and juggling with each other. He doesn't need to force his arms at all. He just needs to shake his wrists gently. The knife moves change at the same time. It's extremely fast and unpredictable!

"Haha, I see how you can hide!" Ling Yun turned his wrist again, and the black blade of the Nether Blood Demon Sword was raised, and he used a casual move to look back at the moon!

The black blade with a shrill whistling sound set off a black sword curtain, layer by layer, chasing Master Xingchi's figure and slashing straight into the sky!

"Senior Brother receives the stick!" Master Xingchi was in mid-air and there was no way to hide, but Sun Tianbiao was prepared. He picked up half of the Zen Staff on the ground and threw it at Master Xingchi in the air!

Master Xingchi raised his hand and held half of the Zen Staff in his hand. Shaolin's true energy was pouring into his body, and a thousand pounds of force was raised in his hand, and he exhaled and burst into a sudden blow at the sword of the Nether Blood Demon Sword in Lingyun's hand!

He could only smash the blade. The Nether Blood Demon Sword was too sharp. The ordinary weapon was under its blade, and it was not much different from the one made of tofu.

"Do!" Knife and sticks fight!

Ling Yun's sword was slowed down by this domineering stick. Master Xingchi used the force of the smash and moved his body eight feet in the air and landed far away on the ground.

"It's great!" Ling Yun really felt pleasure. Instead of taking advantage of the victory, he flew backwards and landed beside Dugu Mo and Old Cui.

"I said, aren't you two watching the fun? You're such a good opportunity, why don't you beat those two?!"

Seeing that Mr. Cui and Dugu Mo had been standing there and did not move, Ling Yun couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Dugu Mo smiled and said shamelessly: "Didn't you say it's so good to fight, just let you fight enough!"

After the two sides met, the rabbit rose and falconed. After more than a dozen met, Sun Tianbiao was injured by two swords. Master Wuchen was hit by a knife and punch, completely half-sincere. Only Master Xingchi was still intact and his Zen staff was cut off.

Ling Yun has already gained an absolute advantage, and there is no need to be as anxious as he was at the beginning.

At this time, on the side of Sun Tianbiao, three innate masters were also standing in one place. Taoist Master Wuchen took out a talisman for healing with a pale face, crushed it and used it on his ragged left shoulder. Sun Tianbiao quickly stopped the bleeding for him and bandaged the wound.

"Hurry up and treat it, let's continue to fight after the treatment!" Ling Yun smiled and gave Sun Tianbiao and the others enough time. He was not afraid that they could turn out their palms!

In his mind, he repeatedly replayed Master Xingchi's move, Doroye's finger, and another fingering move was stolen.

Sun Tianbiao endured the pain of his two wounds and quickly treated the wound for Master Wuchen. At the same time, he had almost adjusted his breathing, and finally turned his head and looked at Ling Yun.

"You three are covered in blood, aren't it..."

Ling Yun smiled and said, "You don't have to guess. The little minions you left in the villa in the western suburbs have been destroyed by us. I'm here now to take your life!"

"What?!"

Sun Tianbiao staggered suddenly, his face turned red and white, anxious and angry, and he took three steps in a row to stand firm!

Sun Tianbiao had to worry. If it was true as Ling Yun said, the Sun family would definitely be seriously damaged this time, which would involve their family's status among the seven major families in the capital!

"Seven or eight sects, dozens of masters, you actually..." Sun Tianbiao was extremely angry, pointed at Ling Yun with trembling fingers, and his lips kept trembling!

Sun Tianbiao stared at Ling Yun's figure and looked carefully and then. He suddenly felt that this figure and these movements seemed a bit familiar.

"You are not a god-killer! You...you are..."

Ling Yun shook his head helplessly and said, "Oh, it's such a failure. You guessed it again. It's so uncomfortable to cover this thing!"

After Ling Yun finished speaking, he pulled the mask on his face suddenly, revealing his confident smile, and his face was harmless.

"Lingyun!" Sun Tianbiao exclaimed!

"What a villain!" Master Xingchi also saw Ling Yun's face and immediately shouted angrily!

Ling Yun laughed and said, "Don't do this with me. If you want to fight, just fight. If you kill you, I have to go back to bed quickly. I will have to wait for class tomorrow!"

He shook the Nether Blood Demon Sword in his hand and smiled faintly, "Who will come first? Let me tell you frankly, my sword is going to kill someone this time!"

After the battle just now, Ling Yun had already tried the strength of the three people. Even if he was one-on-three, he could destroy these three innate masters alone!

Tonight, the blood of the Nether Blood Demon Sword Drink has already been a lot of blood. Although the black blade is still pure black than coal, it seems to have a strange red color, which is breathtaking!

"Be careful... the black knife in his hand should be the legendary Nether Blood Demon Sword!" On the side, Master Wuchen stared at Ling Yun's Nether Blood Demon Sword for a while, and suddenly said in horror.

"No, this is indeed the Nether Blood Demon Sword." Ling Yun smiled indifferently, stared at the Nether Blood Demon Sword in his hand with extreme love, and admired it freely, helping Taoist Master Wuchen replenish it.

In Ling Yun's eyes, these three people were already three skeletons. He could not have suddenly become kind and let these three most important figures go after killing dozens of masters. Therefore, even if they see through it, it doesn't matter.

Ling Yun was planning to use the Nether Blood Demon Sword in the future, but he had no intention of hiding it and not daring to use it.

This is his usual idea. Good things are used. If you keep hiding them, wouldn’t that let the pearls be covered in dust?

He wanted to take the Nether Blood Demon Sword and the Dragon Pattern Sword in his hand to create a sky of his own!

"What a villain, no wonder you are so strong and act so arrogantly. It turns out that you are from the Demon Sect!"

Master Xingchi was furious and took a step forward, shattering the bluestone slab under his feet, with a loud crack.

"I am from the Demon Sect, what can you do to me?" Ling Yun did not give in, snorted coldly, and took the lead three steps directly!

Lingyun was filled with murderous intent and his momentum was astonishing!

"I think you are doing so openly and honestly. You are still not deeply involved in the devil. Why not put down your butcher knife now? I can make a guarantee that the holiday with the Sun family will be eliminated from now on, and the waters of the well will not break the rivers in the future!"

Master Xingchi twitched the corners of his mouth a few times, and his brows frowned into a big Sichuan character, saying, as if he was extremely heartbroken.

"What is the Sun family?! It's not your turn to be a stinky monk to point fingers and talk nonsense!"

"It's too late to turn war into jade now!"

Ling Yun smiled at the sky and pointed at Sun Tianbiao and cursed disdainfully.

Ling Yun is 100% sure that he will break through the sixth level of physical training in a week, and his strength will be twice as strong as that, even the masters of the second level of the innate level can be killed instantly. The Sun family is no longer taken seriously by him.

"I'm so brave, just to the young master's strength. With this sentence, the Ling family will have hope!"

Mr. Cui heard her blood boiling behind Ling Yun, and her muscles trembled with excitement, and she almost jumped up like a child!
Chapter completed!