Thump!

The headless corpse lay to the ground, blood still gurgling out like a spring. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This early monk of the Enlightenment was the patriarch of a family in a remote town in the Xuan Kingdom.

It's just that now, he died tragically at the hands of Nie Yun, and blood was splashed in front of Huangyun City, not only did none of the clansmen in his crowd shout revenge for him, on the contrary, they all hid in the depths of the crowd, for fear of being seen by Nie Yun.

Nie Yun stood in front of the headless corpse, looking at the retreating Enlightenment Cultivators with a cold face, especially Situ Qi, whose eyes were cold and pierced the other party.

"Hmph, you dare to be presumptuous in the early stage of enlightenment, let the old man come and meet you!"

I saw an old man with long eyebrows and a white beard walking out, dressed in a cloud robe fluttering, quite a bit of a fairy wind and bones.

Nie Yun looked at it in a blink of an eye, the cultivation of the old man's mid-stage enlightenment, the spiritual power in his body was full and full, as thick as an abyss, thinking that he should have stepped into the late stage realm with half a foot, if nothing else, at most two years, his cultivation would definitely break through.

"Boy, what kind of eyes are you!" the old man scolded.

"Nie just feels a little pity, it's not easy to respect you for many years of practice, if you retreat at this time, Nie can be regarded as not seeing, otherwise ......"

"How else?"

Nie Yun didn't answer the old man's words, but lowered his eyes, and the meaning was already very clear.

"Arrogant!" the old man shouted angrily.

Suddenly, I saw him wave his big sleeves, and countless dense blue spirit needles shot out, almost instantly, through Nie Yun's body.

"No!"

In Huangyun City, Zong Yi, who saw this scene, exclaimed, she couldn't believe her eyes, if it wasn't for Shan Long beside him to pull him down, I was afraid that she would have rushed down a long time ago.

"Don't worry, that guy is fine. Shan Long said with a solemn face.

Hearing this, Zong Yi looked at the city and saw that Nie Yun, who had been pierced through his body by countless spirit needles, slowly became illusory, and half a breath of time turned into a cloud of green smoke and disappeared.

"This ......"

The old man's eyes widened, but the next moment he came back to his senses, and secretly said in his heart that it was not good, and just as he was about to retreat, he felt a strong wind, surging from behind.

"Drink!"

The old man snorted softly, and a golden lion rushed out of his body, turning into an indestructible golden bell, firmly protecting him in it.

Boom!

A deafening muffled sound echoed in front of the entire Huangyun City, causing nearly eighty percent of the monks present to cover their ears in pain.

I saw that behind the old man, a solid fist slammed into the golden bell transformed by the golden lion war spirit.

Click~

With the fist on the Admiralty as the center, accompanied by a cracking sound, a spider-like cracked web appeared on the Admiralty, which instantly covered the entire Admiralty.

Nie Yun slowly withdrew his fist, and the old man in the cracked golden bell had his eyes bulging, as if he couldn't believe the facts, and blood slowly flowed out of the seven holes.

Bang!

The golden bell shattered, turning into countless golden spiritual lights, Nie Yun snapped his fingers and shot a finger, and the old man's body turned into a ball of blood and died.

Quiet, the silence in front of Huangyun City is terrifying, and no one dares to take a breath.

This is too shocking to people's hearts, the previous one who was killed by Nie Yun in the early stage of the Enlightenment had already made them feel very shocked, and now the old man who had half a foot in the late stage of the Enlightenment was also shocked to death by his punch.

What kind of strong physique does this have to be to shatter the battle spirit of the mid-stage monk of the Enlightenment Spirit with one punch, not to mention, but also to shake the opponent into a ball of blood, this ......

Is this still the power of an early initiation monk?

I'm afraid that only a late-stage cultivator of the Enlightenment Spirit, who is known for refining his body, can be comparable to Nie Yun's punch just now.

Of the people who stood up before, except for the three late-stage Enlightenment Cultivators whose faces were extremely ugly, the rest of them all looked at him with horrified faces.

In less than a cup of tea, a monk who was in the early stage of enlightenment and half a foot in the late stage was killed by Nie Yun, and they all died with only one move.

"I'll go, I said Wang Baqu, what did you Boss Nie eat, and blow up a monk who is about to advance to the late stage of Qiling with one punch, this is too violent!"

Not to mention him, even Wang Qu stared at Nie Yun with a surprised face, and suddenly felt that his mouth was dry, he swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and muttered in distraction: "His grandmother's, I haven't seen him for three months, and he has become so powerful, if he is given a few more years, wouldn't he want to go to heaven?"

Except for Yao Yuanba, no one in the field knew better than him the horror of Nie Yun's punch just now.

As a body refining cultivator, the physical body is their greatest reliance and means, and the power of Nie Yun's punch, even he doesn't dare to take it hard, otherwise he will be injured no matter what the result is.

This shocked him at the same time, a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes, as if he had finally found something, patted the shoulder of the young man next to him, lowered his head and whispered something in the young man's ear.

As for Nie Yun, he waved his hand lightly, and a space bracelet flew out of the blood water, which was put away by him, and turned to look at Situ Qi and the others with an indifferent face, which immediately made everyone's hearts furious.

"Okay, you Nie Yun, you actually openly killed the monks of the major families in broad daylight, are you declaring war?" Situ Qi reprimanded with a vulture staff.

As for the Enlightenment Cultivators behind him, they also followed along with Nie Yun to question, as if Nie Yun didn't give them an explanation today, they might attack him in groups.

Nie Yun sneered at the people not far away, and said indifferently: "Don't pretend to mention any benevolence and morality to me here, is this kind of disguise interesting?

"You ......"

"I, Nie Yun, have never been afraid of anyone, come on, aren't you greedy for the treasures on my body, if you want, go together, provided that you have a life." Nie Yun unceremoniously interrupted Situ Qi.

"Arrogance!"

Everyone shouted in unison, turning into more than 20 spiritual lights and scattering, surrounding him in a group.

"Haha, come on, Nie just happened to try it with you, what extent has my cultivation reached. Nie Yun suddenly changed his usual calmness, and after laughing wildly, the whole person suddenly became excited.

Then, a momentum in the middle stage of the Enlightenment Spirit burst out from his body, once again impacting the hearts of everyone present.

However, without giving them any time to be shocked, Nie Yun took the lead in making a move, opening his mouth to spit out the Purple Light Yuan Spirit Bead and smashing it at a middle-aged man in the middle stage of Enlightenment.

At the same time, with two fingers and a condensation, a cyan wind sword condensed, and the foot of the electric Jiao Flash killed all directions.

His speed was extremely fast, and no one in the field could keep up with his speed except for the three late Enlightenment Spirits.

Moreover, the Fengmang Sword in his hand was transformed by the Fenggang Seal, and every time he swung it, it brought up a bloody arrow splashing into the air, and the screams kept coming out.

He chose to fight, not to fight the three late-stage Enlightenment monks, but to attack and kill those early-stage and mid-stage monks as quickly as possible.

He was physically strong, and let the magic of those monks blast into his body, at most it brought him a slight injury, but every time he brought injuries to everyone, it was much more terrifying.

Nie Yun dodged and appeared in front of a mid-stage Enlightenment monk, who was just about to make a seal, but saw Nie Yun's eyes condense, and a purple light shot out of his left eye, submerging into the person's eyebrows.

Then, Nie Yun didn't pay attention to him, turned into a cyan electric light, shuttled between everyone, and seized the opportunity to attack others.

The monk who was shot by Zimang stood in place, his expression extremely painful, as if something had invaded his body, and he continued to use his spiritual power to suppress that force.

But no matter what kind of sealing method he cast, those seals had not yet touched that purple ray, just like the first snow met the scorching sun, and suddenly disappeared, as if it had been evaporated.

He could only let Zimang destroy indiscriminately in his body, and in the end, even his whole person was decomposed into nothingness by Zimang, everything seemed to be long, but it actually happened in the blink of an eye, almost the next moment after Nie Yun left, he was decomposed and died.

And his death terrified those who were fighting with Nie Yun.

He was still standing there before, but the next moment he disappeared out of thin air, and his spatial bracelet was also swept away by the aura shot by Nie Yun.

What kind of demon is this?

All the people watching the battle also asked in shock in their hearts.

"Drink!" Nie Yun snorted.

Suddenly, a wave of red glazed fire swept away from its body in all directions, burning everyone back one after another, hurriedly extinguishing the Longyuan glazed Yan that was stained with it.

It's just that they were horrified to find that the glass flames on their bodies were devouring their spiritual power, and no matter how they tried it, they couldn't extinguish it.

Taking advantage of the three late-stage Qiling monks to help everyone disperse the Dragon Source Liuliyan, a Yanjiao Spirit Dragon with a size of nearly ten zhang rushed out and rushed directly into the crowd.

The Enlightenment Spiritual Cultivators also didn't care about the Dragon Source Liuliyan on their bodies, and hurriedly summoned their respective battle spirits to form a protective shield to protect them.

The Yan Jiaolong Yuan Spirit was blocked, and Nie Yun didn't waste time, and waved his hand to recall it back into his body.

Immediately after that, his body shook, and a terrifying power of the primeval bloodline erupted, pressing everyone's bodies to slow down, and there was even a faint urge to kneel and bow down.

Streams of qi and blood, like blood dragons, surrounded Nie Yun's body, and his steps stepped out lightly, and the whole person turned into a cyan electric light as if he had shifted his shape, and with one punch, he exploded a junior monk into a blood mist.

Of course, the other party's space bracelet, Nie Yun accepted it without any ambiguity, and his steps turned into a flash of lightning again.

Escape!

At this moment, Nie Yun was like a god of death harvesting life, and these Enlightenment Cultivators had only one thought in their hearts, and that was to do their best to escape from the bloodline realm created by Nie Yun.

Everyone urged the essence and blood in their bodies together, and they did not hesitate to be counterattacked, but also to temporarily break the suppression of the bloodline realm.

It's just that Nie Yun couldn't let them get their way, recalled the purple light yuan spirit bead whose aura was slightly dim, and bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

Suddenly, under the surge of purple light, Nie Yun held the void in his left hand, and the spirit bead immediately turned into a purple light spirit sword, which was held tightly in his hand.

And the right hand was also held in the void, and the Yuan Spirit in the body fluctuated for a while, quickly condensing into a red dragon sword.

Two fierce sword rays suddenly filled the surrounding 100 meters, as if they wanted to strangle all existence.