Chapter 207: Blood Floating Slaughter, White-clothed Immortal!

The people of Hechengba and the Murong family all looked at Lin Yan.

And Lin Yan's face was iron-blue, his face was hideous, and his body trembled because of Shen Yun's words.

Shen Yun is humiliating him, it is a naked humiliation!

"Shen Yun, I want you to pay the price!" Lin Yan's whole person turned into a black shadow, clenched his fist with one hand, and swung it fiercely at Shen Yun.

Shen Yun shook his head gently, his face was flat, and with one foot on the ground, the whole person appeared directly ten meters away.

Rumble!

Lin Yan's fist fell, and a huge roar sounded, and then where his fist fell, a huge pit appeared.

Everyone took a breath of cool air, and their gazes when they looked at Lin Yan also changed a little, because the power of Lin Yan's random punch was too powerful.

"Shen Yun, do you think you can hide?" Lin Yan saw Shen Yun dodge, and his whole person turned into a black shadow and chased after Shen Yun.

Shen Yun just looked indifferent, he sighed softly, then his body paused, clenched his fist with one hand, and swung it out directly.

Rumble!

When he swung his fist, a sonic boom sounded around him, and Lin Yan also looked hideous, and the strength of his arm increased dramatically, falling fiercely.

Sail!

The two fists collided, and Lin Yan fell to the ground like a stone that had been thrown.

There was silence all around, and they all looked at Shen Yun, their eyes full of awe.

Lin Yan's strength was too strong when he didn't break through at this time, and now that the two of them are fighting each other, Shen Yun can still easily blast Lin Yan out.

Lin Yan's face was stunned, and he looked at Shen Yun's gaze with a hint of disbelief.

His strength had increased almost tenfold, and he originally thought that he was crushing Shen Yun, but now it seemed that Shen Yun was stronger than he imagined.

"Why is your strength so strong?" Lin Yan looked at Shen Yun with a hint of puzzlement on his face.

Shen Yun's punch just now did not have the blessing of spiritual power, and he only relied on the strength of his own body, but directly knocked him out.

This kind of power, he can't accept!

Shen Yun just smiled faintly, he raised his head and looked at Lin Yan with a mocking expression.

He is the fourth-layer realm of the Lingtai, and his physique has already reached the Black Yao level, and this kind of strength can completely crush Lin Yan.

Lin Yan took a deep breath, he looked at Shen Yun with a serious face, and then clenched his hands into fists, and the whole person rose up.

When these people from the Murong family saw Lin Yan, who suddenly lifted his anger, a smile appeared on their faces.

Lin Yan is very strong, so strong that they can only look up to him, but compared to Shen Yun, he is still a little worse.

"Let the white-clothed fairy come out, you are not my opponent. Shen Yun looked at Lin Yan and said lightly.

Lin Yan was silent, he climbed his momentum to the extreme, then looked at Shen Yun coldly, and said, "If you don't try, who knows?"

After speaking, his whole person turned into a black shadow again, and went directly towards Shen Yun.

Thundered!

He raised his hand, and there was a rumbling sound in the air, and Shen Yun still carried it with one hand, standing proudly.

"Floating Slaughter Heavenly Strike!"

Lin Yan shouted angrily, a trace of spiritual power was condensed on his hands, and the whole person was extremely domineering.

Everyone looked at Lin Yan, whose momentum suddenly changed drastically, and then looked at Shen Yun's eyes with a hint of worry.

Lin Yan gave people a feeling of being invincible and unstoppable, while Shen Yun was ordinary and did not have the slightest bright spot.

Those people in Hechengba all looked at Lin Yan with a burning face, and their eyes were full of fanaticism.

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Floating Slaughter Heavenly Strike!

This is a very powerful martial art of the Futu Palace!

In Hechengba, the people who can cultivate the Futu Heavenly Strike will be the core figures of the Futu Palace in the future.

"Noisy!"

Shen Yun snorted coldly, he waved his hand directly at Lin Yan, and his eyes revealed a thick color of indifference.

At the moment when Shen Yun waved his hand, hurricanes directly condensed in the void.

A force that destroyed the world spread out in all directions, but there was no trace of emotion in Shen Yun's eyes.

He didn't want to waste his time, after all, his time was precious.

Seeing this, Lin Yan's expression changed suddenly, and there was still a trace of unbelievable fear on his face.

"What kind of spell is this? It's so strong!" Lin Yan swallowed, and a wave of uneasiness rose in his heart.

Although his heart was uneasy, he did not take a step back.

Thundered!

His fists kept swinging, and he was enveloped by the hurricane in an instant.

Yes!

In the midst of the hurricane, a scream came out, and then Lin Yan's whole person was directly swept away by the hurricane.

Poof!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, his whole body covered in blood, and his eyes were full of fear.

It was only for a split second, but he felt like he had returned from hell.

Everyone looked at Shen Yun dumbfounded, whether it was the people of Hechengba or the Murong family, none of them said a word.

Shen Yun's strength is too strong!

Almost beyond all of them.

"White-clothed Immortal, haven't you come out yet?" Shen Yun looked at the residence of the residents of Hechengba and said indifferently.

His voice was soft, but thunderous for a long time.

"Very good, you are very good!" At that moment, a very rough voice sounded.

Immediately after, a bloody aura rushed into the sky, and a middle-aged man in a white robe rose into the air.

When he appeared, the air around him became very solemn, and a strong momentum directly crushed down.

Blood Floating Massacre, White-clothed Immortal!

He is the palace master of the Futu Palace, the white-clothed immortal!

"Palace Master!" Seeing the white-clothed fairy appear, these people in Hechengba all knelt on the ground and shouted respectfully.

The Futu Palace has been inherited for hundreds of years, and the ancestors of all ordinary people in Hechengba were once disciples of the Futu Palace, so in their hearts, the Futu Palace is their belief!

The white-clothed immortal nodded lightly, he glanced at Shen Yun, and then looked at Murong Gu and the others.

"Murong family, are you ready for destruction?" The white-clothed fairy looked at Murong Gu, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he said slowly.

"For the glory of the family!" Murong Gu's momentum also changed suddenly, and he shouted loudly.

"For the glory of the family!"

Everyone in the Murong family also chanted.

In the past ten years, the Murong family has compromised too much, so they chose to resist.

Even if the end result will be destruction!

"Very good!" the white-clothed fairy nodded, and then his whole body turned into an afterimage and came directly to Lin Yan's side.

"Great Elder, I'll trouble you later. The white-clothed immortal took out a blood-red luster pill and handed it to Lin Yandao.

Lin Yan took the pill and swallowed it directly, and suddenly the momentum of his whole person suddenly changed, and a bloody aura rose to the sky.

"Grandpa, what is this?" Wu Qingqing only felt a pang of discomfort all over his body, looking at Wu Fengshan

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Asked.

Wu Fengshan's face was a little pale, he had lived to this age, he had naturally seen many things, and he was naturally no stranger to this kind of bloody aura.

Although he was no stranger, he had never seen so much bloody aura, after all, how many people had to be killed to condense it!

Shen Yun still looked indifferent, he didn't have the slightest fear because of the appearance of the white-clothed immortal.

"Old Wu, you should stand back first. Shen Yun looked at Wu Fengshan and Wu Qingqing and said.

The battle hasn't started yet, but when the battle starts, even the aftermath of the battle is not comparable to Wu Fengshan and Wu Qingqing.

Wu Fengshan nodded, and he took Wu Qingqing back a few feet away.

"Shen Yun, as long as you leave, I don't embarrass you. The white-clothed fairy looked at Shen Yun and said lightly.

Shen Yun's age and strength made him suspect that Shen Yun was from an experienced disciple of a certain great sect, so he was also very reluctant to offend Shen Yun.

"Blood Floating Slaughter, White-clothed Immortal. The floating slaughter is bloody in the floating slaughter, and the white clothes are not red and are not called immortals. Shen Yun looked at the white-clothed fairy lightly, with a hint of mockery on his face.

When the white-clothed immortal heard Shen Yun's words, a hint of pride appeared on his face.

Blood Floating Massacre, White-clothed Immortal!

This is also a well-known figure in the cultivation sect.

"Now that you know my name, you should know my methods as well. The white-clothed immortal looked at Shen Yun and said coldly.

Shen Yun's momentum rose suddenly, the spiritual power in his body surged, and everyone only felt a burst of incomparably powerful coercion.

"Everything you do, you should be very clear. Shen Yun took a step forward, he looked at the white-clothed immortal and said coldly: "Use others as a medicine furnace, and use other people's blood as a guide for cultivation." ”

The white-clothed fairy's expression changed suddenly, and his gaze as he looked at Shen Yun became extremely cold.

Using others as a medicine furnace, Shen Yun knew that he was not surprised, because Murong Hongfei knew about this matter, and he could use other people's blood as a guide for cultivation, which almost no one knew.

"Shen Yun, you don't want to spew blood!" Lin Yan's injuries had recovered more than half, and he looked at Shen Yun and scolded angrily.

Shen Yun just looked indifferent, he didn't explain so much, but looked at Lin Yan and the white-clothed immortal, and said indifferently: "You guys, let's go together!"

The incomparable domineering is full of incomparable confidence, making people dare not look directly at Shen Yun's gaze.

The white-clothed fairy and Lin Yan both had a trace of anger on their expressions, and then they didn't say anything.

Lin Yan had already lost once just now, so the two of them did not underestimate Shen Yun, and the momentum that came from Shen Yun's body at this time was not weaker than the two of them.

"Disciple of Futu Palace, raise my name of Futu!" The momentum of the white-clothed immortal also began to rise, and then he snorted softly behind him.

Suddenly, the eight monks stepped directly into the air, and came directly behind the white-clothed immortal, and said with great respect: "Please ask the palace master to command!"

"Murong family, extinguish!" the white-clothed immortal waved his hand and said softly.

I saw that the eight monks rushed directly towards Murong Gu and the others, and everyone in the Murong family had a solemn face, with a strong battle intent in their eyes.

They are not for themselves, they are for the family, for their children!

The white-clothed fairy and Lin Yan looked at Shen Yun, and Shen Yun also looked at them, and neither of them took the lead.

Bai Yixian and Lin Yan were waiting for the best opportunity to make a move, but Shen Yun disdained to take the lead.

Although the strength of the two of them is very good, in Shen Yun's eyes, they are still not strong enough.

Those ordinary people in Hechengba had already retreated dozens of zhang, and they all knew very well that the battle of these warrior monks was not something they could mix with at all, even if it was just the aftermath of the battle, it could kill them in Huangquan!

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