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"Xuanwu Emissary, why did you come to trouble us at the Red Dream Inn?"

The old man's face was gloomy and he said unhappily.

Although the emissary is the guardian of the empire, not everyone can bully.

Now Xuan Zhong used his strength at the peak of the Yin Pole Realm to suppress them, which was clearly a blatant air pressure.

"Don't say that, it's not me who wants to trouble you, it's my brother who wants to trouble you."

Xuan shrugged his shoulders and said meaninglessly.

"Your brother?"

The old man glanced over and saw Lingyun floating in the air with wings flapping behind him.

"Is that you?" The old man looked at Ling Yun and asked.

"It's me, if Red Dream doesn't come out, this one in my hand, I'm not sure if it will fall on the Red Dream Inn."

Ling Yun pointed to his palm floating in mid-air and chuckled.

"Brother, Lord Hong, what did you do wrong, the old man is here to accompany you, and I hope that the little brother will put out the fire!"

The old man arched his hand, a smile on his face.

"Get out! Let the old lady of Hongmeng come out for Lao Tzu. ”

Ling Yun's eyes turned cold and he scolded angrily.

"You..."

The old man's face was slightly angry, and he pointed at Ling Yun.

With his consummate realm of the cathode realm, and behind him is the backer of Hongmeng, the pinnacle of the cathode realm, some high-ranking families have to be polite when they see him.

Now Ling Yun actually ignored his face and scolded mercilessly.

"I don't know, little brother, what's the matter with finding the little girl?"

Just as the old man was about to get angry, a beautiful voice like a nightingale came from the inn.

A graceful red figure slowly walked out of the inn, raised his head and looked at Ling Yun in the air and laughed.

"Go!"

Seeing Hongmeng, the anger in Ling Yun's heart suddenly erupted, and with a push of his palm, suddenly the flame palm crossed a gorgeous flame light tail, **** away.

Red Meng's good-looking eyebrows were lightly raised, his body jumped lightly, soaring in the air, and his white arm stretched out a palm to scratch the palm of the flame.

"Bang!"

The palm of the flame shattered, and the surging flames spread out, suddenly forming a sea of fire in mid-air, enveloping the red dream in.

"Scatter!"

Hongmeng snorted softly, and with a wave of his sleeves, the surging aura surged out, forming a strong wave of qi to extinguish the sea of fire.

Ling Yun sneered, turned into a black mang, disappeared into the air, and appeared in front of Red Dream the next moment.

"Smack!"

Ling Yun's palm was burning with flames, and he slapped it on his right leg.

"Whip Legs."

A raging flame burned in his right leg, as if his right leg were a place where flames were cast.

"Huh!"

The ham exuded a blazing temperature in the air, and the air was burned with a sound of "snorting", and it was thrown towards Hongmeng at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

"Red Lotus Palm!"

Hongmeng let out a soft shout, and the surging red light emanated from the palm of his hand, forming a gorgeous lotus flower.

The lotus wrapped the palm of his hand and slapped it on Ling Yun's ham.

"Smack!"

The flames splashed everywhere, and the flames on the ham were instantly extinguished by the lotus flower.

"Go back!"

The flames dissipated, and Hongmeng grabbed Ling Yun's right leg with his palm and threw him a hundred meters away.

"Bang!"

Ling Yun landed on the ground, smashing a large pit on the ground, and a violent sound erupted.

"In that case..."

From the temptation just now, Ling Yun knew that Hongmeng's strength was several points stronger than Yuhe's.

Judging from the fact that he dissolved his fusion martial arts with one move and threw himself out, Yuhe was far from being able to do it.

The strength is strong, I'm afraid that even the fusion of the "Exploding Iron Palm" Nine Fingers Palm may not necessarily make Hongmeng seriously injured.

Since he has made up his mind to demolish the Red Dream Inn today, it will pay a heavy price, and it will also make Red Dream break a few ribs.

"Hey, hey..."

The corners of Ling Yun's mouth hooked up an extremely crazy smile, and the blood wings behind him stretched out and gradually rose into the air.

"Bloodwing, this is..."

Seeing the blood wings stretched out behind Ling Yun, Hongmeng's face suddenly shocked, and then a look of ecstasy welled up in his heart.

"Today, Lao Tzu will let you turn the Red Dream Inn into ashes."

Lingyun floated in mid-air, looking down at the red dream below, and the cold voice spread into the void.

"What's your name?"

Hongmeng exclaimed, she wanted to make sure who Ling Yun was, whether it was the person she was looking for.

"Five Fire Palms!"

However, Ling Yun's loud shout drowned out her voice.

"Boom!"

Flames rose from the palms of his hands, and the scorching heat distorted the space around him.

"Brother Yunxuan, what are you doing here?"

Xuan Zhong looked at Ling Yun's burning palm, and he couldn't help beating wildly for some reason, and asked.

"Exploding Iron Palm!"

Ling Yun let out a low roar, and his other hand changed color, and the silver-gray color gradually spread across the entire palm.

"Melt!"

The hands were merged, and suddenly a "snort" explosion resounded through the void.

Sparks flew around, but instead of normal red, they were red and silver-gray mixed together.

The two colors swirled around the periphery of the hands, gradually blending together, and even the fingers were gradually covered by this strange color.

"Whew!"

The corners of Ling Yun's mouth pulled into a smile, and his hands separated, leaving an extremely bright tail of light in the air.

On his hands, one hand was covered with strange flames, and the other hand was very ordinary, forming a contrast.

"Nine fingers!"

The usually incomparable palm swiped quickly in the air, and the aura in the body rushed out like a flood that opened the floodgates.

"Whew..."

The blood-colored palm floated in the air, Ling Yun gasped slightly, looking at the blood-colored palm in front of him, the corners of his mouth hooked up a strange smile.

"Melt me!"

With a low snort, the blood-colored palm slowly approached the other hand.

"Bang bang..."

Before he got closer, between his hands, sparks shot out, like lightning flashing in the clouds.

An extremely terrifying aura spread.

Incomparably violent power swirls in it.

"Huh..."

Ling Yun's palm couldn't withstand this violent force, and immediately a gap opened in his finger, and blood water surged out of it, evaporated by the blazing flames, and disappeared into the air.

"Damn!"

Xuan Zhong exclaimed, and hurriedly retreated a hundred meters, not daring to approach Ling Yun.

"Stop, stop, you're going to die!"

Hongmeng's face was shocked and he exclaimed.

"Today, Lao Tzu, you have to let your Red Dream Inn turn into ashes."

Ling Yun disdained Hongmeng's obstruction and sneered a few times.

"Melt!"

It roared out like a beast, and clapped its hands together.

"Bang!"

A violent explosion sounded in the air, and the surrounding clouds stirred together as if they had been affected.

A blood-red palm mixed with silver-red floated silently in mid-air.

The palm of the hand is the size of a baby's palm, and the nine fingers are arranged in a flat arrangement in the palm.

Dao fluctuations continued to rise and fall around the palm, surging flames burned on the fingers, and the space in mid-air was distorted.