Chapter 11 What Use Is It Keeping You?

No one thought that Ling Yun would be so tough at this time.

"Get down on my knees. ”

Mo Wentian's face was extremely gloomy, and he approached Ling Yun step by step, trying to crush Ling Yun with his momentum.

"Let me kneel? Hahaha, between heaven and earth, who dares to make me kneel. You are nearly 100 years old, and you can only be mixed with a spiritual martial realm triple cultivation, what qualifications do you have to shout in front of me?"

Ling Yun laughed, his body was like a rock, and at the same time, a strong momentum surged out of his body.

The two forces collided in the field, and bursts of roaring erupted in the air.

The people around were horrified.

Both for Lingyun's wild words.

It is also because of the unyielding and powerful momentum that Ling Yun shows at this moment.

"Die. ”

Mo Wentian walked not far in front of Ling Yun, and the anger between his eyebrows became thicker and thicker.

He shouted coldly, and the coercion on his body turned into substance, slowly condensed in the void, and then raised his hand to flip it, and the palm prints like mountains were overwhelmingly patted down, faintly, with a huge sound of breaking wind.

"Elder Mo actually took action in person, this kid is absolutely dead this time!"

"If I hadn't died, I'd have killed myself by swallowing dung. ”

The crowd chattered.

Even, Liu Ruyan and some other female disciples who didn't want to see the blood, when they saw that Mo Wentian's extremely powerful palm was about to slap Ling Yun's head, they had already closed their eyes directly.

However, when they closed their eyes, they didn't wait for Ling Yun's screaming sound for a long time.

When they opened their eyes in confusion, they were shocked by what they saw.

Mo Wentian's palm slapped into the air.

And under that kind of coercion, Ling Yun was able to widen the distance between him and Mo Wentian.

Moreover, at this moment, the aura on Ling Yun's body became cold and sharp, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, which made people feel cold.

Instantly, the sword in his hand happened to cut a beautiful arc in the air, and where the arc passed, it seemed as if even space had been shattered.

Then, in the shattered void of space, a purple thunder dragon suddenly appeared.

The thunder dragon roared, and it fell with a bang, impartially, and smashed right on Mo Wentian's head.

"Crackling. ”

A series of critical hits sounded, Mo Wentian howled, fell to the ground, and convulsed.

The people around him were full of mud, and they were scared one by one.

What kind of terrible means is this?

Mo Wentian struggled to stand up, his face was hideous, his hair stood on end, but the eyes that looked at Ling Yun were full of jealousy: "Your strength...... How could it be so strong?"

Ling Yun smiled coldly: "Everything is possible. ”

The world's martial arts, only fast is not broken.

What Ling Yun had just performed was the Dragon Martial Sword Technique he had created in his previous life.

This set of sword tricks is not only extremely fast, but also extremely powerful.

As long as it is pushed, the speed of the body can be increased several times, and the power of the sword technique will never disappoint.

In the previous life, when Ling Yun operated it to the extreme, he could condense tens of thousands of thunder dragons, Rao is in the God Realm, and this set of sword techniques was also quite feared by other Immortal Emperors, let alone in this mortal world.

However, Ling Yun's strength is still too weak now, and he has only reached the Spirit Martial Realm, and at most he can only urge a thunder dragon.

But Ling Yun was confident, and when he performed this move now, as long as he was not three or four levels higher than him, he could easily kill him.

This Mo Wentian was only two levels higher than Ling Yun, and if it weren't for Ling Yun's mercy, he would definitely be a corpse by now.

At the same time, outside the crowd, several teenagers were walking from the inner courtyard at this time.

"Brother Yun Lie, shouldn't the dean really accept that kid as a personal disciple as you said, right? You have been a core disciple of the dean for three years, and you have no merit and hard work. Everyone in the Martial Academy unanimously thought that you were the best candidate for the dean's personal disciple. ”

A small servant whispered in the ear of the young man at the front.

The young man named Yun Lie's heart suddenly became cold, and there was a little displeasure hidden between his eyebrows, and he said coldly: "If you want to snatch the position of Young Master Ben's personal disciple, that kid is definitely breaking ground on Tai Sui's head." ”

At this point, Yun Lie saw the crowd of people surrounding under the Xingchen Martial Tower, and asked suspiciously, "What's going on?"

"Brother Yun Lie, don't you know, that waste in Lingyun today doesn't know what shit luck he had, and he actually broke through the nine-story Star Martial Tower. However, he also broke the rules of the Martial Academy, and now he is confronting the Law Enforcement Hall without knowing how to do it. ”

The little guy replied.

"What?Ling Yun?Is that the waste of the Nine Heavens Vein?Is it that he broke through the ninth layer of the Star Martial Tower?" Yun Lie's heart was slightly cold, and a chill suddenly rose in his eyes. "He's the one I'm looking for. ”

......

In the crowd, Ling Yun and Mo Wentian were tense.

"Ling Yun, although I don't know what you have learned, but you broke the rules of the courtyard first, and Elder Ben came last. When I inform the Inner Elder about this, you will wait to accept the heavy punishment from the Martial Academy." ”

Don't ask about the weather, the whole person is almost violent.

The hall elder was defeated by a named disciple, what kind of face did he have to meet people in the future?

"Haha. Ling Yun sneered: "Don't ask the sky, until now, you are still so obsessed." ”

Without further ado, Ling Yun struck a sword again.

A purple thunder dragon condensed and fell from the sky.

The martial arts world is respected by martial arts.

If you don't accept it, you will be beaten until you are convinced.

If you still don't accept it, then you will kill!

"Crumb, you dare?"

Mo Wentian's eyes widened in anger, and the aura around his body surged out, slamming towards the purple thunder dragon.

It's just that his meager strength is like touching an egg against a stone in front of the Dragon Martial Sword Technique.

Cracking sound.

With the flashes of electric light, Mo Wentian Chrysanthemum tightened, and her whole body twitched again, her face was scorched, how embarrassed and embarrassed she was.

"Now, do you still think I'm guilty?"

Ling Yun asked lightly.

"Little brute, I'm going to kill you. ”

Mo Wentian was furious, and his killing intent exploded.

Thinking that he was a dignified law enforcement hall elder, and many disciples of the Martial Academy, who saw him not groveling and currying favor, but today he was taught a hard lesson by Ling Yun, a stinky boy, in front of so many people.

Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated.

You must kill Ling Yun in order to regain your field and majesty in the Martial Academy.

At this thought, Mo Wentian's killing intent was released without reservation, and his body was like a cheetah, rushing up, and the fierce attack, like a lightning raid, rushed towards Lingyun.

"I don't know what the so-called thing is, what's the use of the Martial Academy keeping an elder like you? ”

Ling Yun's eyes widened, and he was completely angry.