740. Chapter 740

After the white wolf heard Ling Yun's words, his whole body trembled with anger.

In fact, he didn't know that the one in front of him was the world's top peerless master, the red wolf known as the number one warrior.

In his eyes, Ling Yun was just a rookie who had just entered the black market boxing arena, and such a little man dared to ignore him so much.

This is absolutely intolerable for him, the overlord of the black market boxing world, this kid who doesn't know the height of the sky, is simply looking for tricks to die!

At this moment, the white wolf in the ring was completely angered by Ling Yun's unstoppable arrogance.

The white wolf has always been the king of the underground boxing arena of Tianshui Entertainment City, and no one here dares not respect him.

However, the nameless boy in front of him was so arrogant in front of him, and he didn't take him as a boxing champion in his eyes at all.

At this moment, the white wolf was really angry, he looked at Ling Yun coldly, and said faintly:

"Ignorant boy, you are really too arrogant, Lao Tzu wanted to spare half of your life, it seems that my idea is too merciful, this is your own death, then I will be polite!!"

Ling Yun raised his head impatiently and glanced at the white wolf, and said coldly, "Who are you?" Are you so damned? Don't talk nonsense, if you don't want to fight, you just get out of here and replace the next one! ”

Ling Yun's words and the disdainful look in the white wolf almost made the white wolf who claimed to be the king of the boxing market mad.

This is an extreme disregard, this is an absolute slap in the face, the white wolf has already gritted his teeth, and immediately wants to rush up and smash Ling Yun.

The white wolf's eyes were full of golden flowers, his fists clenched, and he rushed towards it with a roar.

In an instant, the white wolf's straight punch had already hit Ling Yun's face with a strong wind, and at this moment, his eyes burst out with infinite killing intent.

Ling Yun could feel that this white wolf's punch was meant to put him to death, and each punch was straight to Ling Yun's fatal point.

The audience below the ring looked at the thick smell of gunpowder on the ring, and they all let out a crazy howl: "Kill him, kill him!! ”

All the spectators in the audience never dreamed that the white wolf's seemingly incomparably fierce fist was so vulnerable in Ling Yun's eyes.

Ling Yun looked at the white wolf's fist, shook his head disdainfully, turned sideways slightly, and grabbed his wrist.

The white wolf seemed to have lost all his strength at once, and at this moment, his hands immediately became weak.

He looked at Ling Yun in front of him, he couldn't accept the reality in front of him at all!

How so?

In the eyes of the white wolf, he is the absolute overlord of this underground boxing arena, and every fighter who dares to challenge him almost succumbs under his iron fist.

However, at this time, in the face of this seemingly thin boy, all the strength of the white wolf could not be exerted at all in front of him, which was absolutely unacceptable to the white wolf.

He desperately tried to break free of his wrist from Ling Yun's grasp, but even if he used all his strength, he couldn't do it.

The white wolf clearly felt that Ling Yun's palm, like an iron tong, firmly clamped his wrist, and he couldn't move it at all.

The white wolf looked up at Ling Yun, and to his surprise, Ling Yun pinched his wrist effortlessly.

Ling Yun chuckled: "Didn't you drag it just now?" Aren't they all saying that you are the overlord of this whole field? In my opinion, it's just a vain, if you can break free from my grasp, you will win this game! ”

After the white wolf heard Ling Yun's words, his face turned red, he gritted his teeth, glared at Ling Yun and said: "Boy, let me tell you, get out of the acquaintance as soon as possible, I am Ren Ye's person, if you dare to smash Ren Ye's field, I am afraid that you will never be able to get out of this place today!" ”

It's good that the white wolf didn't say this, but after saying this, Ling Yun's face immediately turned cold.

Hearing only a "click", Ling Yun smashed the white wolf's wrist and said coldly: "Lao Tzu is here to smash the field today, only blame you for your bad mouth, tell me that you are a person who can do anything, then you will only die!" ”

After Ling Yun finished speaking, he raised a foot and kicked it on the white wolf's calf, his hand holding the white wolf's wrist did not let go.

There was another scream, and the white wolf's forehead was soaked with beads of sweat, and his right leg was broken and paralyzed.

The white wolf's entire face was distorted in an instant, he looked at Ling Yun in horror, and said bitterly, "Who are you?" Dare to be so arrogant! It seems that you are dead, and Ren Ye will not spare you! ”

Ling Yun laughed loudly, and he kicked the white wolf's other leg hard.

Immediately afterwards, there was another scream, and the white wolf was paralyzed in the ring.

Ling Yun said to the white wolf gloomily: "Lao Tzu came here today to find Ren Tianxing and Yang Shan, I not only want to smash this field, I also want to kill them!" ”

At this time, the spectators under the ring roared wildly again, and they immediately changed the object of their support, and shouted loudly: "Kill the white wolf!" Kill the white wolf! Make him miserable! ”

These crazy spectators, under the pricking and agitation of alcohol, have completely lost their humanity, they just need to see more exciting and bloody scenes, and they don't care who is dead on the stage.

Ling Yun glanced back at the group of spectators in the audience, he pulled up the white wolf and said, "See, being killed here is your final end!"

Tell me, where is Yang Shan, I can still save your life.

Otherwise, I can throw you down now! I'm sure those spectators will trample you to death! ”

The white wolf gritted his teeth in pain, he only saw now that Ling Yun's eyes had a fierce light like death, he now felt extremely desperate, and his consciousness gradually blurred.

Ling Yun motioned for the host to bring a glass of water, and the host didn't know what it meant, but he still did as Ling Yun asked.

Ling Yun took the water and poured it on the white wolf's face, and in an instant, the white wolf's consciousness became sober again.

Ling Yun said coldly: "It's better to die than to live, let's say, no one will care about your life or death." ”

The white wolf let out a long sigh and said, "There is a practice room on the innermost floor of the basement, and he is there. ”

Ling Yun patted the white wolf's face and said with a sneer; "Okay, I spare you, whether you live or die depends on your own creation."

Ling Yun casually threw the white wolf down the corner of the ring, wanting to immediately get out of the ring and go to the basement with Ao Jian to find Yang Shan.

However, at this time, in the cheers of the spectators, another dark-skinned, tall and strong boxer rushed up.

After coming to the stage, he didn't say a word, he walked straight to Ling Yun, and hit Ling Yun in front of him with an uppercut.

The black boxer's punch was extremely fast, and before Ling Yun could see the other party's appearance clearly, he found a hammer-like fist hitting him, and it went straight to his face.

Ling Yun grabbed the black fighter's fist and quickly pulled it behind him.

Only a "plop" was heard, and the black fighter fell heavily on the ring.

The audience was boiling again.

Ling Yun raised a kick and kicked the black fighter out of the ring.

Subsequently, two more fighters jumped into the ring to stop Ling Yun, but they were unsuccessful.

Ling Yun broke out of the encirclement, grabbed the proud sword and walked towards the innermost floor of the basement.

When they came to the westernmost part of the basement, they saw a huge iron door, and two bodyguards stood in front of the door.

Ling Yun didn't even glance at the two bodyguards, raised his leg and quickly kicked over.

Before the two bodyguards could ask, they were kicked to the ground by Ling Yun and passed out.

Ling Yun took the key from them, opened the iron door, and entered the warehouse in the basement.

To Ling Yun's surprise, ten fierce bodyguards suddenly poured out of it.

Judging from the momentum of these bodyguards, these ten bodyguards can definitely be described as first-class masters.

Ling Yun thought about it, the ten fierce killers in front of him were none other than the ten rumored catastrophe stars in the rivers and lakes.

Back then, after these ten killers robbed a large jewelry store in the northwest, they obtained nearly 200 million yuan in stolen money, and blew up the jewelry city, killing nearly 30 employees in the jewelry city.

This case shocked the whole country at the time, and the Ministry of Public Security directly led the nationwide arrest of these 10 killers.

Later, the police went all out to hunt down the ten robbers across the country, but since then, the ten killers have suddenly disappeared from the world, and there is no news at all.

At this moment, Ling Yun looked at the ten calamity stars who rushed towards him and Proud Sword, and said, "Proud Sword, these ten killers are all top masters in the rivers and lakes, and they should not be underestimated. ”

Ao Jian nodded and said, "These miscellaneous pieces can't stop us, kill them first, and then go in and kill Yang Shan!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the two wooden swords in Proud Sword's hand flew like lightning towards the two killers who rushed towards them.

The route of these two wooden swords was extremely strange, bypassing the three killers in front of them, and actually killing the two killers behind the three killers on the spot.

At this moment, Ling Yun once again pulled out the Chilling Cicada Sword, injecting the Tiangang Qi in his body into the blade of this Chilling Cicada Sword.

Then, he flew into the middle of the eight killers, only to see that in the dim light of the basement, the chilling cicada sword flew up and down, like a swimming dragon with infinite killing power, flying wildly among the eight scourges.

These eight calamity stars never imagined that the unique skills of their whole bodies would not be able to be performed at all in front of Ling Yun and Proud Sword.

The more impatient they are, the more messy their work becomes.

How could a master like Ling Yun and Ao Jian miss such an opportunity, they didn't hesitate at all, and glanced at each other.

I saw that the Chilling Cicada Sword, with its kingly aura that spanned ancient and modern times, was as invincible as a king in front of these eight killers.

A cold light flashed, and these eight most deserving killers came to the end of their lives in silence.