Chapter 227: Battle Mu Ling!

Although she is not often in the Hu family, the people of the Hu family respect her very much.

Moreover, her son is the head of the Hu family, and her husband is the strongest existence in the Hu family.

Of course, there is also a big reason because of Hu Jinjiang's death!

Hu Jinjiang and Hu Jinhui are both her children, Shen Yun killed her own child, then she will not let Shen Yun go!

"Boy, I'll give you a decent way to die, you can judge yourself. Mu Ling looked at Shen Yun and said lightly.

Shen Yun looked at Mu Lin, there was not the slightest emotion on his face.

"I'll give you the same words. ”

Mu Ling is a female streamer, so if he can, he will try not to make a move.

Of course, if Mu Ling was unwilling to cut herself, then Shen Yun wouldn't mind helping her.

A smile appeared on Mu Ling's face, and there was a hint of mockery in her smile.

"Good. Mu Ling nodded, she turned to look at Hu Jinhui, and said, "Hui'er, you show me, I'll teach you the twelve palms of Wushan!"

The Twelve Palms of Wushan are the top martial arts of Wuximen, and they are extremely powerful, and few people can compete with them.

Now, she is ready to call Hu Jinhui Wushan Twelve Palms, only if she is strong, can she have enough say in this society.

Now that Hu Shaozhu is dead, and Hu Jinhui has only just reached the martial arts master, so Mu Ling will let Hu Jinhui see himself perform the Twelve Palms of Wushan.

"Shen boy, you must not let her cast the Wushan Twelve Palms, once she casts it, it will be very difficult to resist. Nie Xingyun hurriedly stepped forward and looked at Shen Yun as he reminded.

Wushan has twelve palms, and the power of each palm is superimposed, one move is stronger than the other, and the move is deadly.

Shen Yun heard Nie Xingyun's words, he just looked calm, without the slightest fear.

Wushan's Twelve Palms may be really strong, but he had practiced for eight hundred years in his previous life and had seen countless martial arts, so he didn't take Mu Ling in his eyes at all.

To be precise, Mu Ling is not worthy of his magic eye at all!

"The first palm, Wushan Mianmian!"

Mu Ling's whole person took a step forward, turned his hands into palms, and slashed directly at Shen Yun.

Her palms were like a drizzle, giving the illusion of not the slightest threat.

Shen Yun's face was calm, he still stood in place, not moving.

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When Mu Ling's palm knife fell on Shen Yun's body, her whole person was directly rebounded by a force.

"What a rebound. Mu Ling couldn't help but be shocked, and looked at Shen Yun's gaze with a hint of disbelief.

She knew very well how strong the power of her palm was, which was at least a thousand catties of power.

But in the face of such a huge force, even an ordinary ethereal martial artist would feel oppression, but Shen Yun could easily bounce himself.

"Second palm, let's go to Wushan!"

Mu Ling's hands pushed directly forward, and there was a huge amount of power on his palms, which pushed Shen Yun fiercely.

Shen Yun's face was calm, he didn't have the slightest fear, he saw him wave lightly with one hand, and then bent his joints, and bounced directly towards Mu Ling's palms.

Sail!

This time, Mu Ling's whole person was directly catapulted out and fell heavily to the ground.

"This ......"

The people of the Hu family all stared at this scene in disbelief.

None of them thought that the housewife of the Hu family, whom they regarded as the savior, would be crushed like this.

"It can't be, your power can't be so strong. Mu Ling was obviously unacceptable, and she kept muttering in her mouth.

Wuxi Gate is the holy land of Chinese horizontal training, this is the place that countless horizontal martial artists dream of wanting to enter, in Wuxi Gate, their strongest is the horizontal training martial artists.

And now, the strength shown by Shen Yun was not weaker than any of them in Wuximen.

"What, the remaining ten palms are not used?" Shen Yun looked at Mu Ling, a hint of mockery appeared on his face.

Mu Ling took a deep breath, and her whole person's momentum climbed to the extreme again.

"Wushan Purgatory!"

"There are no edges in the corners!"

"Wuxi God is here!"

...

Mu Ling palm after palm, the power of one palm was stronger than the other, but Shen Yun stood in place, not moving, like a rock, allowing Mu Ling to attack.

Everyone watched this scene, Mu Lin's attack was like a storm, but Shen Yun did not move like a mountain.

Soon, Mu Ling's Wushan Twelve Palms had all been exerted, but Shen Yun was standing in place intact without the slightest impact.

"This is impossible, how can you block my Wushan Twelve Palms?"

Mu Ling's face was unacceptable, and her eyes were gone

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It's thick and unbelievable.

The Twelve Palms of Wushan is one of the strongest martial arts in Wuximen, and she is also an ethereal horizontal martial artist, and her strength is several times stronger than that of ordinary ethereal martial artists.

But now, the martial skill she was most proud of couldn't make Shen Yun move a single step.

"Is this your strongest martial art?" Shen Yun raised his head and looked at Mu Ling and asked lightly.

Mu Ling didn't answer, she just took a deep breath, and then looked at Shen Yun's gaze changed a little.

"Boy, your strength is very good, have you joined our Wuxi Gate?" Shen Yun's strength was too terrifying to the world, so she couldn't help but recruit Shen Yun, even if they were enemies now.

Nie Xingyun and Mo Liushui glanced at each other, and a smile appeared on their faces.

When they invited Shen Yun to join Skynet, he refused, even if he became the instructor of the Yama Company and the dean of the Ninghai Martial Arts Department, it was all for external reasons.

"Wuxi Gate, I don't have this qualification yet. Shen Yun swept Mu Ling with cold eyes.

Wuxi Gate was a behemoth in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of Shen Yun, it was vulnerable.

As long as he wants, he only needs to stomp his feet to make the people of Wuxi Gate die.

"You damn it!" Mu Ling heard Shen Yun's words, and her whole face became very hideous and distorted.

She did not allow anyone to provoke Wuximen, just as Hu Shaozhu did not allow anyone to provoke the Hu family.

Shen Yun actually dared to provoke Wuxi Gate, then he would have to pay the price.

Knock! Knock!

Every time Mu Ling took a step, the earth trembled, and the momentum of her whole person continued to rise, making people dare not underestimate it.

Shen Yun's face was still calm, he didn't feel jealous because of Mu Ling.

In the eyes of others, Mu Ling was an invincible Valkyrie, but in Shen Yun's eyes, he was a slightly more powerful ant.

In the face of the ant's provocation, how can the elephant retreat?

"Possessed by a Blood Witch!"

Mu Ling shouted angrily, and the speed of her whole person was like a ghost, leaving only afterimages.

This time, Shen Yun's face showed a hint of mockery, in terms of speed, his Red Shadow Step was arrogant to everyone.

The people of the Hu family watched this scene intently, whether it was Mu Ling or Shen Yun, they were all legends, and it was a happy event for everyone to be able to see the battle between them.

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