"Click!"

After Zhao Chun sacrificed the magic weapon, the battle with Ling Yun started again, this time both sides no longer touched each other with fists and flesh, but urged the magic weapons in their hands to the extreme, and poured each other up.

For a while, the scene was in a stalemate, and with the advantage of footwork and magic weapons, Ling Yun was not afraid of Zhao Chun's offensive.

Soon, the people around who came with Zhao Chun couldn't help but start to hesitate a little, they never expected that in the face of Zhao Chuntian's soul-level cultivation, Ling Yun would not fall behind at all.

"What's wrong with Zhao Chungongzi, why haven't you captured that kid after hundreds of moves..."

"Shhh, be quiet, don't disturb Zhao Gongzi's battle, maybe he is retaining his strength and preparing to wait for the opportunity to launch a deadly attack!"

"yes, I think it's going to be ...... too"

......

"Humph!"

The commotion around him immediately affected Zhao Chun's shot, and in the face of those voices that were constantly questioning, Zhao Chun's face was blushing, and the offensive in his hand became more and more fierce.

"What's the matter, donkey skills are exhausted?"

Ling Yun easily dealt with Zhao Chun's offensive, and in his spare time, he didn't forget to sneer and laugh, with Zhao Chun's current skills, it was obvious that he couldn't help him at all.

On the contrary, Ling Yun is always looking for opportunities.

Since this guy kept saying that he wanted to cut off one of his arms, how could Ling Yun make him feel better.

Ling Yun had already made up his mind to pay attention, and he must return the favor with the other way, and let the viciousness of this guy happen to himself.

As for the revenge of the Zhao family later, Ling Yun is not worried, now that the expedition is imminent, after leaving Daning City this time, maybe he will not come back, when the time comes, the sky will be high and the birds will fly, and there will be a local family shili, and he will not have the ability to hunt him down at the ends of the earth...

Settle down, next, Ling Yun's attack is also suddenly stronger, every punch is through the fist gloves to run the true qi straight to Zhao Chun's next plate, this thing seems to be with Wang Xiang on weekdays, the wine is excessive, and the next plate is extremely vain.

"Kid looking for death!"

In the face of Ling Yun's-for-tat, Zhao Chun finally became angry after retreating several times in embarrassment, his body jumped, and he stabbed down obliquely with two thorns from mid-air, and the thorns pointed at Ling Yun's eyes.

Whoa...

At the same time, Zhao Chun's true qi surged between his arms, and soon a red dragon like a vine began to condense, and the number increased exponentially, and in an instant, there were as many as seventy or eighty condensed.

"Okay! Zhao Chungongzi really has reservations!"

"That's right, this is the true strength of the Heavenly Soul level..."

"It is said that the Heavenly Soul level can condense up to 99 True Qi Flying Dragons, and once the hundred dragons gather, they can form a martial artist's life map and truly step into the life map realm level!"

Zhao Chun's generosity immediately aroused the restlessness of the surrounding people, and the depression caused by the fact that Ling Yun and Zhao Chun were evenly matched before was also released at this moment.

In the eyes of those who are familiar with the martial arts cultivation system, this is the strongest offensive of Zhao Chuntian's soul level, and next, Ling Yun should have no power to fight back...

This blow can not be said to be ruthless, Ling Yun is also currently cultivating in the Soul Refining Realm, but it is limited to the Soul level level, and at most it can only condense 33 True Qi Dragons.

This is far from Zhao Chun's upper limit, if you hit it hard, I'm afraid it won't be pleased, even if you rely on second-class superb boxing gloves!

"Is it the strongest blow..."

However, in the face of Zhao Chun's strongest offensive, Ling Yun was not only timid, but the corners of his mouth provoked a playful arc.

It's a great blow, but it's also a great opportunity for yourself...

"Open!", between the lightning and flint, I saw Ling Yun's arms shake, and he also urged the dragon to come with condensed true qi.

Whoa...

Soon, the number of dragons coiled between Ling Yun's arms had reached 33, which was the limit of a Soul level cultivator, and Ling Yun was able to do it lightly, which showed how demonic Ling Yun's cultivation talent was.

All around, although everyone was slightly shocked by Ling Yun's performance, but then, one by one, they also shook their heads and sneered: "33 and 99 are not on the same order of magnitude at all, as long as Zhao Chungongzi exerts half of his strength, it will be enough to deal with him..."

"Lingyun, let's die!"

At the same time, Zhao Chun's ferocious attack also came in the blink of an eye, and all the True Qi Dragons in his arms were already hovering between the edges of a pair of thorns, and everywhere he passed, even the air was a little torn.

"Humph!"

In the face of such an attack, Ling Yun's eyes froze, and after snorting coldly, he did not dodge or dodge, and greeted him alive.

"Shake the dragon trick, dragon strike nine days!!"

In the next moment, Ling Yun's cold shout sounded, and with Ling Yun's cold drink, he saw that the 33 True Qi Dragons between his arms were actually gathered together in an instant, condensing into a cloud of mist like chaos.

Then, a golden true dragon about the size of a bucket suddenly burst out of the mist, swinging its tail majestically, facing Zhao Chun, who stabbed down obliquely, and counterattacked hard, as if the flying dragon was as spectacular as the sky.

"Boom!"

"Boom~~"

The piercing sound of collision and explosion swept away the surrounding stalls and stone tools in an instant, and above the volley, Zhao Chun's whole person also shot out backwards in an instant, like a kite with a broken string.

"Humph!"

However, Ling Yun, who was standing on the stone brick floor, did not stop there, he flicked his wrist, and a thin red golden blade appeared in his hand.

"Boy, how dare you?!"

Seeing that Ling Yun actually wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue, Wang Xiang and the others around him were shocked, and at the same time, a voice mixed with panic and anger also shouted angrily from an inconspicuous place in the crowd.

The voice was extremely sharp and cold, the moment it entered his ears, Ling Yun felt a faint coercion, needless to say, Zhao Chun and his team on this trip, there are other masters, that cultivation, I am afraid that at least it is above the fate map realm.

"Humph!"

This decision was a huge threat, but at this time, Ling Yun had already killed his red eyes, and the movements in his hands, after a slight pause, swept out without warning.

Sou!

The sword burst out immediately, and everyone only felt that there was a flash of golden light in front of them.

"Poof..."

A low slashing sound sounded, and the direction in which Zhao Chun was knocked away, as if something had been cut off by the knife lightly.

"Ahh

However, in the next moment, the screams like killing pigs suddenly sounded, and everyone looked sideways when they heard the sound, and when they saw the arm splashing in the air, everyone was dumbfounded.

At this moment, at the end of Zhao Chun's severed arm, the oozing blood column was constantly splattering, and the picture was shocking, making people can't help but feel numb.

"What?!"

In the corner of the crowd, Wang Xiang's eyes almost popped out, and the defeat of Zhao Chun, who had condensed dozens of true qi dragons, was enough to make him unbelievable.

..................

However......

Wang Xiang didn't want to believe that the powerless boy dared to die... Dare to cut off the arm of the Zhao family in public!!

Is he dying?

"Pure !!"

In the midst of everyone's horror, a middle-aged man in the crowd who came back to his senses, after a sad cry, finally rushed to Zhao Chun, who was lying in a pool of blood.

The middle-aged man in blue hurriedly commanded the movement with his hands, sealing several large points near Zhao Chun's arm with his true qi, and then, the end of Zhao Chun's severed arm spurted blood columns wildly, and finally calmed down.