"Suck!"

Looking at Ling Feng, who was smashing heavily under the stage, all the sect disciples on the sidelines gasped, and after a period of uneasiness, everyone couldn't help but look up.

I saw where Ling Yun was standing upright on the platform, staring at Ling Feng who was dead or alive with a flat gaze.

"That punch just now?"

"It should be the Xuan-level middle palm method - the broken mountain palm!"

"Xuan-level middle body method! Oh my God! How could Ling Yun be so powerful!"

Ling Yun's punch shook the upper and lower levels of the Double Sword Sect, and even many inner sect ranking disciples couldn't help but exclaim, because in the Double Sword Sect, only the sect contribution reached a certain number or core disciples, and only those who had contributed to the sect had the right to enter the Art of War floor or the fourth floor to choose a higher level of the Art of War or Body Technique.

And Ling Yun is just a disciple in the realm of refining soldiers who has just breathed through the soul of soldiers.

"Could it be that Ling Yun has become a core brother?"

I don't know who suddenly asked such a question, and suddenly the audience was silent.

After a while, a pair of eyes looked at Ling Yun again as if they were looking at a monster, and being able to cultivate the two Xuan-level body techniques of Storm Palm and Shattered Mountain Fist was enough to explain Ling Yun's body technique!

Core brother!

On the VIP seat, looking at the changes in the field, Ling Xiao, the head of the Ling family, had a face that sank to the ground, and the fierce fire in his eyes was burning fiercely, extremely intense.

"Haha! Master Ling, it seems that all this is a bit out of your control!"

The corners of Zhang's mouth tilted slightly, and he showed a sarcastic smile again, "I heard that you made a bet with someone there, and if you lose, you will leave Hanzhou forever and leave the Ling family, I don't know how to leave the Ling family in the future?"

"Whether you go or not, what does it have to do with you!"

Ling Xiao snorted coldly, and walked towards the platform where Ling Feng was.

"Hey, hey!"

Seeing Ling Xiao's imposing back, Zhang Li showed a cold smile.

......

"Big brother, I succeeded!"

Glancing disdainfully at Ling Feng, who was lying on the ground with an unknown life or death, Ling Yun smiled loudly at Chen Shenming, and at this time, the elder in green clothes also walked over.

First glanced at Chen Shenming, his face changed slightly, but when his eyes focused on Ling Yun's body again, Elder's face changed again, full of smiles.

"Yes!"

Chen Shenming nodded lightly and said, "In just six days, you can cultivate the Storm Palm and the Shattered Mountain Fist, it's not easy!"

"Hehe!" Ling Yun smiled when he heard his eldest brother's appreciation, and said modestly: "It's not as good as the eldest brother, if it's the eldest brother's, I believe that if you cultivate these two body methods with all your strength in six days, you can cultivate to the eighth layer at the least!"

Ling Yun's words made Chen Shenming smile bitterly and shook his head, the Storm Palm and the Shattered Mountain Fist, one is the Xuan-level lower palm method and the other is the Xuan-level middle fist method and body method, if it is difficult to cultivate, it is really not low, but for Chen Shenming, it is not very difficult.

With Chen Shenming's current comprehension, if he spent six days cultivating these two body methods wholeheartedly, as Ling Yun said, the lowest level would be the eighth layer.

In the Divine Soldier Continent, whether it is the art of exercise, the art of war, or the body method, it is all divided into nine layers, the front layer is peeping, the middle layer is a small success, and the latter is a large success.

Chen Shenming's comprehension is amazing, he has already had a first glimpse of the sword intent, and the performance of the art of war of the Shenlai knife has reached the existence of surpassing Dacheng, but to integrate the sword intent into the art of war of the Shenlai knife, it is not something that can be completed overnight.

"Big brother, I want to tell you one more thing!"

Just when Chen Shenming shook his head slightly, Ling Yun's face turned cold, and he said coldly to Chen Shenming: "Big brother, I just got the news, Murong Fear, Lin Biao, Dongfang defeated the south, Li Mad These four people all quietly went down the mountain after learning that Zhang Hao died at your hands a few days ago, and they have not returned yet!"

"Them!"

Hearing this, Chen Shenming's face was cold, there were a total of six people who poisoned him in the past, and these six people all came to the Double Sword Sect with him, at that time, who didn't want to get ahead, who didn't want to be appreciated by the sect, but at that time, Chen Shenming was magnificent, and all the light on their bodies was suppressed, so there was poisoning.

"I hid from the first year of junior high school, but I can't hide from the fifteenth!"

Chen Shenming's eyes lit up and he snorted lightly.

"Yes, if you can run, the monk can't run the temple!"

Ling Yun followed behind Chen Shenming and shook his fist fiercely, Chen Shenming's enemy was his enemy.

"Senior Brother Chen Shenming, Senior Brother Ling Yun, today we have a big victory, let's go to the bar?" At this time, Feng Erdao laughed loudly, he defeated Lin Zhou, and Ling Yun also defeated Ling Feng, the battle at that time was all completed today, and he and Ling Yun finally raised their eyebrows with the help of Chen Shenming.

How could he not be happy about this situation.

"Okay, let's go!"

Ling Yun heard Feng Erdao's suggestion and laughed loudly.

After six consecutive days of hard cultivation, Ling Yun also worked very hard, and now that he had defeated Ling Feng, he also felt a sense of relief in his body and mind, and he desperately wanted to relax.

"Yes!"

Just as Chen Shenming was about to nod his head in agreement, an angry scolding voice suddenly sounded and interrupted him.

"Wait!"

As soon as everyone's eyes turned, they saw four or five people walking majestically in the distance, these four or five people were dressed in family clothes, and they were staring at Ling Yun with cold eyes, while the other four or five people walked towards Ling Feng, who was lying on the ground motionless.

"Ling Xiao!"

As soon as he saw the comer, Ling Yun immediately shouted angrily.

"Is Ling Xiao's name yours?"

In response to Ling Yun, Ling Xiao burst into even more rage.

"I'm your cousin, according to my seniority, you should call me cousin!" Ling Xiao's body burst out with a fierce divine weapon power, extremely sharp, as if he could chop a boulder, yīn stared coldly, and looked at Ling Yun tightly.

"Uncle Cousin!"

Hearing this title, Ling Yun immediately burst out laughing, and his laughter was full of sadness.

"Uncle Cousin, my Uncle Cousin!"

"But, is there a cousin like you?"

"For the sake of the head of the family, he did not hesitate to murder his own brother, poison him, and mutilate him...... These years have been even more difficult for our father, yù have to deal with it quickly, if it weren't for grandpa's cooperation, I'm afraid our father would have been poisoned by you a long time ago!"

"You say, are you worthy of the word Uncle Shangtang?"

Today's Lingyun is no longer the Lingyun of the past, his eyes are facing each other, intertwined with Ling Xiao's gaze, bursting out of a fierce collision, and the power of the divine soldiers dances wildly.

"You!"

Hearing Ling Yun competing like this, Ling Xiao was furious, and his heart suddenly burst into his heart, knowing that something was wrong, because Ling Yun had changed, a big change.

Ling Yun's change is not only to test the strength of the platform, but also in terms of momentum, with the previous Ling Yun, even if he hates him in his heart, it is impossible to say these words.