Awakening the Eternal Heaven-Swallowing Art

In the center of the battle arena, Ling Yun and Ling Chen stood opposite each other.

Ling Chen's pupils flashed with murderous intent.

The aura around him rolled out, and the huge sky seemed to be subjected to fierce tearing force.

Ling Chen used a knife to practice bloodthirsty magic. Behind him, a blood-colored knife shadow slowly emerged, which contained a majestic murderous intent.

"Kill!"

Suddenly, Ling Chen stepped into the air and swung the blood knife in his hand.

The sharp knife light approached Ling Yun.

Ling Yun's figure flashed, and the whole person flashed easily like a swimming dragon.

"Slow speed!"

Ling Yun commented lightly, and then clenched his palm.

The Shura Sword flashed out.

"Is it really so?" Ling Chen said coldly.

"What else?"

Ling Yun smiled indifferently, and the next moment, a brilliant sword light bloomed from his hand.

In an instant, the Shura sword light fell from the sky and rushed towards Ling Chen like a heavy rain.

"Hmph! Playing tricks!"

Ling Chen's black eyes turned cold, and he slashed wildly with his knife, instantly stirring up a monstrous bloody light.

"Chen'er! Be careful!"

At the seat of Prince Ling's Mansion, Ling Ding suddenly stood up and shouted.

"Swish!"

Ling Chen had not yet realized the danger at this moment, but just when he just reacted, Ling Yun's sword slashed from behind him like a ghost.

A solid sword landed steadily and powerfully on Ling Chen's back, making a sharp swish sound.

"Ah!"

Ling Chen felt pain and was blown away by the fierce sword energy. His face turned pale instantly, and the severe pain madly invaded his brain.

Ling Chen got up with difficulty, and tried hard to suppress the rolling breath all over his body, while stabilizing his shaky body.

He stared at Ling Yun in the distance fiercely, with a fierce and ferocious look in his eyes.

The whole person was like a beast with a knife in the abdomen.

Ling Yun stood tall and graceful, put away the Shura Sword, and smiled faintly: "I can see that you are very angry."

Ling Chen did not speak, but his fierce eyes had already said it all.

Ling Yun continued: "Go back, you are not my opponent, and I don't want to hurt you, after all, you are Ling Lan's half brother."

Ling Chen shook his head slowly, and a cold light flashed in his dark pupils. He shouted sternly: "Just one move to gain the upper hand, do you feel so proud?"

"Ling Yun, you think too highly of yourself!"

"Kill!"

After the voice fell, Ling Chen attacked again with a knife, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a blood-colored dragon and rushed towards Ling Yun.

"Stubborn!"

Ling Yun shook his head helplessly, and the Shura Sword flashed out.

"Shura Sword Art, Fusion Sword Style!"

Ling Yun pinched the sword art with his hand, and the sword intent around him gathered crazily, and then spread violently around with his body as the center, and finally turned into a dazzling sword curtain.

From a distance, the burly Ling Yun looked like a Chaos Sword God!

"Swish!"

The brilliant sword curtain fell madly, causing Ling Chen's face to change suddenly.

But even so, Ling Chen's eyes were still extremely ferocious, and he had no intention of retreating at all.

"Blood Slaughter Technique!"

In an instant, Ling Chen clenched his palms fiercely, and the blood knife in his hand burst into a scarlet light.

The light gathered and formed, and finally formed a shadow of a ten-thousand-foot blood dragon.

"Ling Yun! Die!"

Ling Chen gritted his teeth and used all his strength to slash at Ling Yun in front of him.

The knife light fell, and the shadow of the blood dragon whistled out.

"Buzz!"

In the void, wherever the blood dragon passed, flames burned out of thin air.

It looked extremely mysterious.

"Bang Bang!"

The next moment, the attacks of Ling Chen and Ling Yun collided brazenly, and a faint crackling sound was heard above the dome.

The sky was filled with broken sword energy and knife intent.

The sword curtain was broken; the blood dragon was seriously injured.

The huge space was filled with a solemn and murderous aura.

The people around just watched from a distance and felt the murderous intent.

"Ling Yun and Ling Chen, who will win?"

"It's hard to say, they both exerted their greatest strength!"

"No! Obviously Ling Yun is better, after all, he hasn't used his full strength yet!"

"..."

Looking at the fierce battle in front of them, the people around were in an uproar.

"Huh!"

The violent wind whistled past, blowing away the smoke and dust.

Everyone around widened their eyes and leaned forward, trying to see clearly what the scene in the center of the battle arena was like.

"What's going on?"

"Who won?"

"..."

The smoke and dust dissipated, and finally, Ling Yun's slender and tall body slowly appeared in everyone's eyes, as steady as a mountain.

In contrast, Ling Chen's face was pale and his steps were staggering.

"It's Ling Yun!"

"Ling Yun won!"

Everyone present had a fiery look on their faces.

"Me!"

"I don't accept it!"

Ling Chen spoke with difficulty, and at the same time, his body fell on the battlefield like a collapsed building.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, smoke and dust rose up.

"Chen'er!"

Ling Ding's eyes were like lightning, and he stood up suddenly, saying angrily: "Ling Yun! You bastard!"

Ling Yun calmly restrained his breath, raised his head and looked at Ling Ding from a distance, and said lightly: "Ling Ding, when you harmed me, did you ever think that there would be such a day?"

With his strength, it doesn't take so much trouble to deal with the Ling family.

He is doing this now, to a large extent, to vent his anger for his original body!

Glancing at Ling Chen's broken body, Ling Yun smiled indifferently and continued: "The reason why Ling Chen has ended up like this is all thanks to your father! Don't you want to leave him the qualifications of a king with a different surname? Now he If your cultivation is completely ruined, can you still afford to be called a king with a different surname?"

Ling Ding cursed angrily: "Ling Yun! You are so cruel!"

"Am I cruel?"

Ling Yun spoke faster and asked, "When you tried to kill me, weren't you ruthless?"

After the words fell, Ling Yun converged his eyes, turned to the royal family, and shouted angrily:

"Li Xingyun! Have you seen enough of the show? Why don't you get out of here?"

For a moment, the huge space fell into absolute silence.

You can hear the needle drop.

Everyone's blazing gazes were focused on the Seventh Prince Li Xingyun.

Ling Chen, the prodigy of Prince Ling's palace, was defeated by Ling Yun. I wonder if the Seventh Prince Li Xingyun will be Ling Yun's opponent?

But... Li Xingyun's face looked a little ugly.

The talents shown by Ling Yun previously exceeded his expectations time and time again.

But now that the matter has come to this, he has no choice but to take action.

"etc!"

Suddenly, Zhao Qiushan's voice sounded.

Everyone around them looked at the sound and saw Zhao Qiu Shan slowly walking onto the battlefield.

He stood in front of Ling Yun and said sternly: "Ling Yun, the second-floor academy has regulations in advance not to harm the opponent's roots. You have violated the rules by abolishing Ling Chen's cultivation."

Ling Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, focused on Zhao Qiushan, and asked: "Haha, is there such a rule in the second-floor academy?"

Zhao Qiushan said calmly: "Are you the elder of the academy? Otherwise, will you set the rules?"

Ling Yun shook his head and laughed: "Haha, you follow people's influence and are despicable. Is this the style of the elder of the second-floor academy? How shameless!"

"Ling Yun! You are so presumptuous!"

Zhao Qiushan shouted angrily: "If you speak rudely again, I will take you to the punishment hall to learn what it means... to respect teachers!"

Ling Yun smiled sarcastically: "Zhao Qiushan! You secretly colluded with Ling Ding, helped Ling Chen, and intended to target me, Ling Yun. Others don't know this. Don't I know what your plan is?"

"you……"

Zhao Qiushan was furious.

"Hahaha!"

Ling Yun laughed loudly and said sarcastically: "Zhao Qiushan, you are an elder of a second-floor academy. It is really ridiculous to tarnish the name of a second-floor academy like this!"

"If this is the case, it's okay not to enter this second-floor academy!"

"Bastard thing!"

Zhao Qiushan shouted angrily: "Ling Yun, you have repeatedly provoked the name of the second-floor academy. As the elder of the academy, I really cannot tolerate you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Qiu Shan stamped his foot and immediately shot towards Ling Yun.

"Shura Sword Technique: Sword Cutting Style!"

Ling Yun's eyes narrowed slightly and he shouted loudly.

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, only the whistle of the sword was heard, and immediately the Shura sword broke through the sky, and then fell from the sky with the majestic sword force.

Finally, it fell steadily into Ling Yun's hands.

At the same time, the majestic energy and sword intent began to attack crazily.

"Zhao Qiushan, you are just a small college dean, and you want to try to punish me, Ling Yun. Who do you think you are?"

Ling Yun cursed angrily, and immediately pointed the Shura Divine Sword in his hand at Zhao Qiu Shan.

Cut it out with one sword!

"snort!"

"Shameless talk!"

Zhao Qiushan snorted coldly, clasped his hands, and the aura around him surged again.

"Bah! How shameless!"

"The elders of the dignified second-floor academy actually attacked a junior like Ling Yun! He really brought shame to the academy!"

"..."

The people around him cursed angrily.

"Boom boom boom!"

In the center of the battle platform, a bright sword light bloomed from Ling Yun's Shura Sword, and there seemed to be a faint dragon's roar resounding through the void, shaking the void.

At the same time, the violent Shura aura swept out of Ling Yun's body.

Looking at the dying Ling Yun in front of him, Zhao Qiu Shan curled his lips and immediately moved his body, heading towards Ling Yun with terrifying murderous intent.

"Chichi!"

Ling Yun slashed out a sword, which had the power of thunder.

The two attacks collided brazenly, and a terrifying aura exploded.

Eventually, the space gradually calmed down.

"How can this be?"

"Ling Yun actually blocked Zhao Qiu Shan's offensive?"

"Zhao Qiushan is the top god!"

"It seems that Ling Yun still retains his trump card!"

"..."

This completely subverts people's cognition!

Ling Yun can actually fight against the top gods?

Unbelievable!

Ling Yun drew back his sword and looked calm.

Judging from Zhao Qiushan's aura, he is clearly a top god!

This kind of existence is nothing to Ling Yun!

He didn't use thunderous means to deal with the opponent because he didn't want to expose his strength.

After all, he still wants to go to the academy to find out!

Zhao Qiushan focused on Ling Yun, his expression gradually became serious, his divine power soared rapidly, and he immediately set off a terrifying white light with the spear in his hand.

"Ling Yun, with this one shot, I want you to die!"

Obviously, Zhao Qiushan no longer intends to hold back, he wants to kill Ling Yun with lightning speed.

Ling Yun sneered: "I really don't know what kind of benefits you have received from the royal family and Prince Ling's Mansion, and you are willing to be such a loyal dog! It's ridiculous and sad!"

"Shura Sword Technique: God-killing Style!"

Ling Yun suddenly clenched his palm, and immediately the sword force surrounding him turned into the shadow of Shura, and under Ling Yun's control, he slashed towards Zhao Qiu Shan.

"I think of the noble character of our Second Floor Academy. How could such a despicable person exist? I really feel ashamed of the students in the academy!"

Suddenly, a clear and bright voice came from a distance.

"Bang!"

Then, a terrifying and powerful attack came from the sky, instantly shattering and disintegrating Zhao Qiushan's spear.