"Bang Bang ......"

"Ahh......hh

The sound of boxing, screaming, the sound is in the ears.

The elite samurai are divided into three ranks: low, middle, and high, and these thirty elite samurai are all low-level samurai. Their martial arts cultivation was no more than three or four levels of the Spirit Martial Realm, and it was not enough for Ling Yun to greet him with a punch.

Under the boxing of Lingyun's rainstorm, all thirty warriors had their heads blooming and their lives were cried out.

The blood stained Ling Yun's clothes red, and it also stunned Hao Baichi and the more and more people around him who were watching the excitement.

Lingyun's reputation as a waste has been known for a long time, when did it become so powerful?

Ling Yun at this moment, even if he is with those geniuses of the Martial Academy, he is not far behind.

Even Ling Yefeng was worried for a while.

Immediately, there was another great joy.

"Susu, did you see it? Our son, your Yun'er, he has really grown up. ”

Ling Yefeng felt a sorrowful cry in his heart.

When everyone was surprised, the martial arts essence elements of thirty black qi vortices appeared one after another, and then poured into the ancestral dragon hall in Ling Yun's body without exception, making Ling Yun's twenty-five times ancestral dragon qi double again.

"Sure enough, with the improvement of my martial arts cultivation, the martial arts essence produced by these low-level martial artists no longer has much effect. ”

Ling Yun groaned in his heart.

"Lingwu Realm Triple Martial Artist, little beast, I didn't expect you to hide deep enough? It's just a threefold Lingwu realm, and he also wants to stir up the storm in front of this general?"

Hao Baichi came back to his senses and smiled indifferently.

Then it was ordered again.

This time, it was another thirty elite warriors who killed Ling Yun.

These elite warriors are mid-level warriors, and their cultivation is much stronger than the previous low-level warriors, almost all of them are between the sixth and seventh levels of the Spirit Martial Realm.

It's a pity that in front of Ling Yun, he is still vulnerable.

"Whoever steps forward, die. ”

It's still the same phrase.

The same result was caused.

With the blessing of the spirit ape transformation, Ling Yun's body was agile and vigorous, and thirty mid-level elite warriors couldn't hurt him at all.

And after he cast the Giant Ape Fist, his strength reached a terrifying seven hundred catties.

Thirty mid-level elite warriors were blasted by Ling Yun's punch one after another, turning into martial arts essence elements and rushing into Ling Yun's body, making Ling Yun's ancestral dragon qi reach thirty times.

In addition, since there was still some residual medicinal effect of the Heaven Conquering Pill in Ling Yun's body, after this move, Ling Yun absorbed all the remaining medicinal effects, and Ling Yun's body suddenly crackled like fried beans.

Immediately, in front of everyone, he directly broke through to the Spiritual Martial Realm Quadruple in one fell swoop.

"This kid ......"

Hao Baichi was stunned, he never thought that the thirty warriors who were several levels higher than Ling Yun would all be easily dealt with by Ling Yun.

And Lingyun is still breaking through at this time?

The people around him were even more speechless.

If the current Lingyun is still a waste, then all of them are probably waste, and they are also waste within waste.

"This son must die. ”

Hao Baichi's heart trembled.

He's going to get his hands dirty.

With the blood drinking knife in his hand, Hao Baichi turned over and dismounted, his cold gaze stared at Ling Yun like a poisonous snake: "Little beast, you are indeed very surprising, no wonder my son will be planted in your hands." ”

The corners of his mouth set off a cold arc, and a powerful aura pressed on Ling Yun's body.

"Xuanwu Realm Martial Artist?"

Ling Yun's brows furrowed slightly, and his heart tightened.

But at this moment, three cronies behind Hao Baichi stepped forward, and suddenly said to Hao Baichi: "General, how can you let you do it yourself with such a stinky boy with a cattle slaughtering knife? ”

Three high-ranking elite samurai.

All of them are the strength of the ninefold and even the ninefold peak of the Lingwu Realm.

Hao Baichi glanced at them and nodded, with a hint of murderous intent blooming in his eyes: "Okay, Zhao Yi, Zhao Er, and Zhao San listened to the order, and punished the little beasts who committed the following crimes and killed innocents indiscriminately on the spot, and beheaded them on the street." ”

"Yes. ”

The three brothers of the Zhao family hugged their fists and took their lives.

Each of the three men was armed with a warhammer, each weighing as much as a thousand pounds.

This means that if you compete with them for strength, Ling Yun has no advantage at all.

"Father, the child wants to borrow your sword. ”

Turning around, Ling Yun looked at Ling Ye Feng.

Ling Yefeng practiced boxing day and night, and never used a sword, but Ling Yun knew that he had always had a soft sword pinned to his waist that he regarded as a treasure.

"Good. ”

Ling Yefeng didn't hesitate.

Qiang.

The soft sword was pulled out from his waist with a crisp sound.

Ling Yun took the sword, and Ling Yun's temperament immediately changed.

Become sharp, sharp.

It gives people a kind of "a sword in hand, I have the world" spirit.

"Good sword. ”

As soon as the sword started, Ling Yun felt that it was extraordinary, but his spiritual power poured into the soft sword, and after swimming along the lines in the sword, the soft sword suddenly felt cold.

This is not an ordinary sword, this is a cold sword.

However, Ling Yun didn't have time to figure out why his father had such a sword, because the three brothers of the Zhao family had already moved.

Three iron hammers, like three mountains, smashed down on Ling Yun's head.

"The spirit ape has changed. ”

Ling Yun didn't fight with them, and his body retreated.

At the same time, the soft sword in his hand slashed into the air.

"Dragon Martial Sword Technique. ”

Before the sword fell, the purple thunder dragon had already flashed out of the void.

Due to the improvement of Lingyun's martial arts cultivation, now that he has used this dragon martial sword technique, he can already summon three thunder dragons.

Three purple thunder dragons roared hideously, mixed with the icy aura of the Icy Sword.

Then, from the sky.

The three brothers of the Zhao family didn't expect Ling Yun to have such a method, and before they could react, each of them had already hit a thunderbolt.

In an instant, the thunder exploded, and the cold air penetrated the bones.

"It's now. ”

"Star Seal. ”

Ling Yun saw the opportunity and clapped three times in a row.

The surrounding sky is like a starry sky.

The three brothers of the Zhao family were overwhelmed, each received a palm, their bodies flew out upside down, and slammed into the ground, smashing the ground to cracks, and all three of them were seriously injured and fell unconscious.

"My fate is up to me, not to you. ”

Ling Yun almost dodged over, and the soft sword in his hand drew three perfect arcs in the air.

Under the three swords, none of the three brothers of the Zhao family was spared, and all of them were killed.

The scene was silent.

Everyone was stunned.

Obviously it was a Lingwu Realm Quadruple Martial Artist, but he easily killed three Lingwu Realm Ninefold Martial Artists?

It's also incredible.

Meanwhile......

The three brothers of the Zhao family had three strong martial arts essence on their heads and drilled into the Lingyun Ancestral Dragon Palace, and the ancestral dragon's qi increased again, increasing to forty times in one fell swoop.

"Whew. ”

A resurgence of momentum on Ling Yun's body rose.

In an instant, he broke through again and stepped into the fivefold spiritual martial realm in one fell swoop.