Infinite evolution: I know all the plots

Wu Song took a deep breath, rubbed his body and rushed forward, opening and closing his moves, trying to suppress Ling Yun with his strength.

However, because Ling Yun strengthened his physical strength by relying on reward points in the evolutionary space, it seemed that his strength also increased a lot.

Relying on Ximenqing's own martial arts skills, he even fought Wu Song very vividly back and forth.

Seeing that Ximen Qing and Wu Song were not at a disadvantage in the duel, the martial artists around couldn't help but cheered loudly.

Wu Song felt aggrieved when he heard this, and became even more depressed. His moves and body skills were affected, but he was gradually suppressed by Ling Yun, and his hands and feet were bound.

Seeing that the opportunity was good, Ling Yun took advantage of the situation, seized the opening, and stabbed Wu Song with several swords in succession. There was a wound on his chest, bleeding profusely.

It didn't take long for Wu Song's chest to be soaked in blood.

Wu Song gritted his teeth when he saw this, as if he had made up his mind, he tried his best to slash the sword in front of him, stepped back three steps, and stood there panting heavily.

Ling Yun didn't take advantage of the situation to pursue, instead he stood still and looked at Wu Song, persuading him:

"Wu Dutou, it's better to let go of enemies than to end them. If there is any hatred, you should let go."

Wu Song replied while panting:

"It's not a question of hate or not."

Wu Song sneered and said:
"Did you think you were going to win?"

Wiping the blood from his mouth, Wu Song's whole body suddenly began to tremble for no reason, and his face became more and more ugly.

Seeing the familiar scene of Wu Song at this time, Ling Yun couldn't help but jump in his heart, remembering the first time he traveled into the Wolf Warrior and exploded with inhuman power, he secretly said, "No!"

Before Wu Song could bully him, Ling Yun backed away involuntarily, and at the same time shouted at the surrounding martial artists:
"Everyone back away!"

The martial artists around were completely puzzled, not knowing why the high-ranking officials had the upper hand and suddenly retreated.

Wu Song stood up straight, half of his eyes had turned golden, his body no longer trembled, and even the blood from the wound on his body no longer flowed out.

Wu Song looked at Ling Yun with a ferocious face, kicked his feet vigorously, and came to Ling Yun in an instant, grabbed his neck with his left hand, and lifted Ling Yun up in the air.

And there were two deep footprints on the marble floor where Wu Song stood before.

Unlike Ling Yun who was prepared in his heart, all the martial artists were stunned by Wu Song's sudden burst of fighting power.

Now they finally understood why Ling Yun made everyone back away.

Seeing that Ling Yun was about to be strangled to death by Wu Song, all the martial artists rushed towards Wu Song, shouting loudly.

Originally, the fighting power of the martial artists was not at the same level as Wu Song's. With Wu Song's fighting power after his outbreak, he held Ling Yun in one hand and a plain knife in the other, and easily cut down all the martial artists who rushed to the ground one by one.

All the martial artists were cut down one by one by Wu Song, some had their arms and legs broken, and some had their necks wiped with a knife.

Seeing that the brothers who were drinking together not long ago were cut down one by one by Wu Song, Ling Yun was heartbroken and burst into tears.

Seeing Ling Yun's expression, Wu Song felt a burst of joy, and patted Ling Yun's face with his right hand and said:

"I said earlier that I would let you die obediently, but now it's good, so many people died because of you, how can you bear it!"

Ling Yun was pinched so that he could not make a sound, his eyes fixed on Wu Song, and there was only one thought in his mind, that Wu Song must pay the price.

At this moment, an exclamation sounded from the side of the main hall, and Ling Yun's whole body turned cold when he heard the sound.

I saw Pan Jinlian standing at the side door of the main hall with tears in her eyes while supporting the door frame.

It seems that she just woke up, heard the movement in the main hall, and followed the sound to find it.

When Wu Song saw Pan Jinlian, there was a hint of amazement and greed in his eyes.

Haha laughed, threw the simple knife away, and saw a figure flashing, Pan Jinlian was grabbed by Wu Song's right hand by the throat, and was lifted into the air with Ling Yun.

"It's all right now, it doesn't take much effort to get here, you adulterers and prostitutes can go on the road with peace of mind!"

After finishing speaking, Wu Song began to exert force with his hands, and the throats of the two people who were pinched made gurgling sounds.

Ling Yun saw that Pan Jinlian's face was getting paler and his feet were kicking wildly, his eyes were tearing, his throat couldn't help hissing, and he wanted to beg Wu Song for mercy, let him let Pan Jinlian go.

Wu Song seemed to understand Ling Yun's eyes, sneered, completely ignored him, and continued to exert force.

Ling Yun watched Pan Jinlian getting closer and closer to death, and suddenly remembered the aggrieved and powerless time he had traveled through for the first time.

There was only a click, Pan Jinlian tilted her head, died completely, and was thrown to the ground by Wu Song.

Seeing this, Ling Yun's heart was filled with anger and went straight to his heart. He only felt that his head was hot, and suddenly his whole body began to tremble involuntarily. Wu Song looked at the situation in front of him with an expression of disbelief.

A touch of gold appeared in Ling Yun's eyes, and half of the two eyeballs instantly turned golden, exactly the same as Wu Song's current state.

Wu Song looked at the changes in Ling Yun's body, and suddenly showed an inconceivable expression:
"How could it be, how could you"

A ruthless look flashed in Wu Song's eyes, he grabbed Ling Yun's neck with both hands, gritted his teeth, and pinched away with all his strength.

Ling Yun let out a low growl, grabbed Wu Song's hand with both hands, and opened the fingers pinched around his neck one by one, staring at Wu Song expressionlessly.

Wu Song felt guilty after being stared at for a while, and suddenly seemed to realize something, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, he quickly shook off Ling Yun's hands, stepped back to the entrance of the main hall, and stood ten meters away from Ling Yun.

Ling Yun stood where he was, looked down at the bodies of Pan Jinlian and the martial artists, and there was only one thought in his mind, that is, kill, kill, kill!

Ling Yun bent down to pick up his long sword, and walked towards Wu Song step by step.

Wu Song watched Ling Yun approaching step by step, just about to make a move, suddenly felt the strength in his body was gradually weakening, and sat down on the ground with a flustered look on his face.

"Ximen Qing, no, high official Ximen, listen to me."

Wu Song panted heavily, clasped his fists with a begging look on his face.

"Didn't you just say that it's better to get rid of enemies than to end them? I think this is a very meaningful proposal. What do you think?"

Ling Yun stood in front of Wu Song with a sword in his hand, condescendingly looking down at this completely different person from his impression, suddenly feeling a little dazed.

"Aren't you a tiger-fighting hero, aren't you a hero? Where is your heroism?"

Seeing Wu Song begging for mercy, Ling Yun burst into anger, pointed at Wu Song with his sword and said.

Ling Yun never thought that the hero in his heart would be so unbearable.

"You killed so many innocent people today! Tell me, do you want to die by my sword, or should I send you to the Yamen for trial?"