Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Three: Miss!

Chapter 153

Shout!

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and a slender white light flashed, and it was actually a feather arrow.

"Yuan Quenching Realm Fourth Order, how is it possible!"

This time it was Ling Yun's turn to be dumbfounded, and Lin Xinyue's sudden strength was completely beyond Ling Yun's imagination.

However, if this is the case, then Ling Yun is much more relieved.

"I'll solve it later, and then I'll torture this girl about what's going on. ”

After saying a secret sentence in his heart, Ling Yun punched away a pounced gray rock wolf, and then launched a formal counter-kill.

On the other side, the gray rock wolf that pounced on Lin Xinyue saw the oncoming white light, and actually forcibly twisted its body in the air to dodge this arrow.

But when it opened its hideous mouth again and tried to bite the human in front of it, the feathered arrow behind it slashed a strange arc and shot at it even faster.

Laugh at!

The feathered arrow sank through the back of the gray rock wolf's buttocks, and then there was a thud.

The poor graystone wolf was reduced to pieces.

And Ling Yun, who had been paying attention to this side, saw this scene, the corners of his mouth twitched wildly, and then the chrysanthemum tightened.

"Is this the legendary Chrysanthemum Burst Arrow Method? It's so brutal!"

Now, Ling Yun has seen Lin Xinyue's strength, and he can finally deal with these remaining gray rock wolves with confidence.

Several gray rock wolves jumped up together, and then their whole bodies rolled and crashed into Ling Yun.

The gray hairs that stood upside down like steel needles shimmered with a penetrating cold glow.

Bang Bang Bang!

Ling Yun held a cyan long sword in his hand and slashed it out, and after a few soft sounds, those gray rock wolves flew out upside down, and blood arrows erupted from the wounds of the swords.

This cyan long sword is one of the Yuan soldiers he harvested in that treasure house, Xuan-level mid-level, Nirvana Sword!

Although the Black Stygian Sword has a seal and is extremely sharp, after all, it can only exert the power of the Xuan-level low-level now, so in order to better exert its strength, Ling Yun used a new Yuan Soldier.

This Nirvana Sword is much stronger, of course, he also has a Xuan-level high-level long sword, but it is obviously not needed in this situation.

"Dancing with the Wind!"

With a low shout, Ling Yun took a step, and then turned into a group of afterimages, and countless sword lights danced wildly with gusts of wind.

Countless ghosts cried wolf howls, and after a while, Ling Yun flexibly crossed over the corpse of the Gray Rock Wolf King, picked up the beast pill in his head, patted the even more bulging waist bag, and walked towards Lin Xinyue over there with satisfaction.

"Chick, recruit from the truth, what the hell is going on, if you don't say it clearly, look at me and I won't strip you naked and spank. ”

Hearing this, Lin Xinyue glanced at him with disgust, and opened Ling Yun's salty pig hand in disgust.

"Die, it's not serious. I'm kind enough to help you, huh?"

Lin Xinyue straightened her chest and said proudly: "Look, this girl is now in the Yuan Quenching Realm, but she is not a vase that will only drag her feet." ”

The corner of Ling Yun's mouth looked at Lin Xinyue's increasingly full breasts, and said with a smile: "Whether it is a vase or not, you have to touch it to see how it feels." ”

Seeing Ling Yun's gaze, Lin Xinyue was embarrassed, took a step back and pointed at Ling Yun and said angrily, "You...... Big bad, ignore you!"

As she spoke, she bypassed Lingyun and walked towards the depths of the mountain range.

"Huh?"

Ling Yun stretched out his hand and was about to ask her about her strength, but a warning suddenly rose in her heart, this was a feeling that had been cultivated in the Imperial Tomb Mountain Range, and it did not belong to the category of perception.

Without saying a word, as soon as he stepped on the shining spirit step, Ling Yun flashed beside Lin Xinyue like a teleportation.

At the same time, a strong wind came from behind him.

Bang!

Ling Yun turned around and punched the attacker, which actually shook him back half a step.

Looking at the black shadow in front of him, he staggered back a few steps before he could stand firmly.

"Brother Shang!"

When the black shadow raised his head, Ling Yun saw the familiar face hidden by the somewhat messy long black hair, and then he was surprised, followed by a burst of joy.

He had been feeling remorse for not saving Shang Gaohan.

Now seeing Shang Gaohan reappearing, on the one hand, he observed whether there were people from the Heavenly Demon Sect around, and at the same time, he was also thinking about preparing to restrain Shang Gaohan, he wanted to try to see the current situation, whether Long Yuan could still wake him up.

"Lingyun, what's going on?"

Lin Xinyue didn't know about Shang Gaohan, but she remembered that when she saw Yuan Lin for the first time before, Zhu Di took them to meet Shang Gaohan.

"Now is not the time to explain, wait until later. ”

There was no time to say more, because Shang Gaohan, whose eyes were blank, had already rushed over with extremely flexible steps, and punched Ling Yun with a punch.

"Shining Step! Crash Fist!"

Ling Yun made a mistake at his feet, dodged the punch, and then twisted his body violently, and the seemingly light punch brought up the remnants of the Dao Dao and hit Shang Gaohan's back.

In order to quickly restrain him, Ling Yun didn't care if he would cause damage to Shang Gaohan's body, and he didn't want another accident to happen.

"Phantom Dragon Claw!"

Ling Yun stepped on the dragon step, quickly bullied forward, and hooked Shang Gaohan's foot in mid-air with one claw, and at the same time, a dragon claw phantom also grabbed his ankle.

Burst!

With a soft sound, this claw directly pinched Shang Gaohan's hamstrings, and the claw force even shattered his ankle bones.

"I'm sorry, Brother Shang. ”

Muttering apologetically, Ling Yun pulled hard, throwing Shang Gaohan to the ground, and he raised his hand and was about to slap Shang Gaohan on the back of his neck in an attempt to temporarily stun him.

However, a black palm print suddenly greeted him.

"Demon Wolf Seal!"

With a soft shout, the black palm print quickly transformed into a mark like a wolf's claw and slapped over.

"Cold Moon Seal! Full Moon!"

Ling Yun stomped on his feet, quickly retreating while his hands were flying seals, and then a silver full moon mark was launched, and the opponent's demon wolf mark exploded.

Zizizi~ The rich cold air and black energy corrode and invaded each other, and the final result ended in a draw.

"The strength of the Holy Son has improved again!"

Ling Yun retreated to Lin Xinyue's side and protected her behind him.

At this time, hearing the familiar voice of this person, he saw a young man in black opposite him carrying Shang Gaohan, looking at him with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and the clothes on his chest were inlaid with a skull pattern.

Heavenly Demon Sect!

And this familiar voice was the black-robed man who made him feel powerless at the beginning.

"It's you!"

Ling Yun's eyes narrowed, and a faint killing intent quietly diffused out.

Sensing this murderous intention, the black-clothed young man chuckled lightly and said, "Holy Son, don't get excited, it's still early before the end of the competition, and it's not the time to make a move." ”

As soon as the words fell, a burst of black mist diffused out, and Ling Yun dispelled all the black fog in front of him with one palm, but the black-clothed man in front of him and Shang Gaohan had long since disappeared.