Awakening the Eternal Heaven-Swallowing Art

Ling Yun didn't even look at Shen An.

Half a year ago, Shen An was not his opponent, and now he is not even qualified to be his opponent.

"Song Yang? Is your father Song Yuan?"

His eyes fell on Song Yang.

This Song Yang has the same surname as Song Yuan. It was said before that he offended the other party's father.

Then the most likely possibility is that Song Yang's father is Song Yuan.

Song Yang's face twitched slightly: "Little bastard, my father's name is not yours, Shen An, what are you still standing there for?"

"Ling Yun, I am no longer the same as before, I will make you regret your contempt."

Shen An no longer hesitated and attacked Ling Yun coldly.

Ling Yun's disregard for him aroused his anger, making him unable to endure for another second, and just wanted to suppress Ling Yun as quickly as possible.

Boom!

Star Palm.

Ling Yun was no stranger to Shen An's methods

Shen An pressed down on Ling Yun with a palm, and suddenly it was a Star Palm.

However, as Shen An said, he is no longer the same as before.

In the past, Shen An's strongest attack was more than 400 million jin, but now he blasted out with a palm, and the power has reached 550 million jin.

Ling Yun is so powerful just after being promoted to Martial Saint. Shen An is worthy of being the first person in the outer camp in the past.

This is a real elite.

Even those top geniuses in the ancient continent can't compare.

It's a pity that he met Ling Yun, which can only be said to be his misfortune.

Facing Shen An's powerful palm, Ling Yun was too lazy to use martial arts and slapped him directly.

Ling Yun was just a pure slap.

Even so, his strength exceeded 1 billion jin.

In the face of such absolute power, all martial arts are fancy moves that are vulnerable.

Bang!

The next moment, Shen An's star palm power was broken, and his face was unable to dodge and was slapped by Ling Yun.

Half of Shen An's face collapsed directly, and his body hit the wall of the yard and fell outside.

"Puff."

Dozens of meters outside the door, Shen An vomited blood, most of his teeth fell out, and his face was completely crooked and deformed. I'm afraid that even his mother would not recognize him.

"No, impossible..."

He looked at Ling Yun in disbelief.

But he didn't say a few words, and vomited blood again, and then fainted.

Ling Yun didn't look at Shen An from beginning to end.

After blowing Shen An away, Ling Yun walked towards Song Yang.

"Waste thing."

Seeing that Shen An was so useless that even Ling Yun couldn't block a single move, Song Yang cursed angrily.

Then, he didn't fear and looked at Ling Yun: "Sure enough, he has some strength, no wonder he dares to be so arrogant."

He is a fourth-level martial saint, and Shen An is nothing to him.

So even if Ling Yun defeated Shen An, he didn't have much deep feeling.

"Ling Yun."

Luo Feng limped to Ling Yun's side.

His face was already quite red and swollen, which showed that he had been bullied by Song Yang for a long time before Ling Yun came.

This made Ling Yun's eyes even colder.

He stared at Song Yang indifferently: "Who gave you the right to run into my yard and hurt people?"

"Who gave me the right?"

Song Yang smiled, "My father is the deputy battalion commander of the Futu Camp, and I am a disciple of the inner camp of the Futu Camp. Do I need someone's consent to enter the yard of a disciple of the outer camp like you?"

"Cut off one of your arms and get out, and I can let you go."

Ling Yun said expressionlessly.

"What did you say?"

Song Yang was stunned.

"You are looking for death, how dare you talk to Brother Song Yang like this."

"Do you really think it's great to defeat Shen An? No matter how strong Shen An is, he is still just a disciple of the outer camp, and Brother Song Yang is the elite of the inner camp."

Song Yang's followers around him were furious, as if the person being insulted was not Song Yang, but them.

"My patience is not good, I'll give you ten breaths."

Ling Yun said coldly.

Song Yang's face twitched.

Then, his eyes became cold: "The ignorant are fearless. Well, as a senior brother, I will personally teach you what awe is today."

"Five more breaths."

Ling Yun said.

"I hope you can still be so arrogant later."

As he spoke, Song Yang's aura changed.

Boom!

The aura of the fourth-level martial saint burst out from his body.

He is worthy of being a disciple of the inner camp of the Futu Camp. Although he is a fourth-level martial saint, the aura he bursts out is no less than the top martial saints in the ancient continent.

In the void, 99,000 ancient star projections fell.

Song Yang's power is close to that of the martial emperor.

"Ling Yun, I will give you one last chance. If you do three things, I can consider letting you off the hook."

Song Yang said majestically: "First, kowtow to my father to apologize. Second, I am also very upset about your offense to me. Slap me thirty times. Third..."

Speaking of this, he paused, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Ling Yun was already revealing a lustful light.

Ling Yun frowned, thinking that Song Yang's gaze was not right.

Then he heard Song Yang say: "Being my male favorite, in terms of appearance, you are nothing compared to my previous male favorites, but your temperament is very unique."

Ling Yun instantly got goose bumps all over his body, and was really disgusted by Song Yang.

"I changed my mind."

The next moment, Ling Yun said angrily.

"Oh?"

Song Yang smiled, thinking that Ling Yun was frightened by his powerful temperament, "He who knows the times is a hero."

"Trash like you is not worthy of living in the world. Living in the same world with you, I feel that the air is polluted."

Ling Yun said.

Song Yang's smile suddenly froze.

Then he became angry and said, "You don't know how to show me kindness..."

Before he could say anything else, Ling Yun attacked.

The ultimate killing punch!

He used martial arts on Song Yang.

This shows how disgusted Song Yang was before.

So much so that Ling Yun didn't want to see this man live one more second in the world, and just wanted to get rid of Song Yang as quickly as possible.

With one punch, Ling Yun's strength reached 1.1 billion pounds.

This was still far from Ling Yun's strongest strength, but it was undoubtedly more than enough to kill someone like Song Yang in seconds.

Song Yang's strength collapsed, and his chest was directly pierced.

The power gap was too big, and Song Yang had no power to resist at all.

Song Yang screamed miserably, flew backwards for dozens of meters, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Under normal circumstances, Ling Yun's punch was enough to really kill him in seconds.

But he had a jade talisman in his body.

The jade talisman broke with a click, bearing the death for Song Yang.

Looking at the broken jade talisman, Song Yang's face turned pale and full of fear.

This scene undoubtedly meant that he had died once just now.

"Ling Yun, you wait for me, I will not let you go."

Song Yang's face was crazy, and he turned around and fled, "Help me stop him."

Horror.

This Ling Yun was really too terrifying.

The opponent's strength was no less than those monsters in the inner camp.

Hearing Song Yang's words, the others were obviously afraid of Ling Yun, but they did not retreat.

Ling Yun knew at a glance that there must be another background behind Song Yang.

Thinking of the jade talisman that resisted death for Song Yang, the person behind Song Yang was still very strong, definitely at the level of Martial Emperor.

One by one, Song Yang's followers rushed towards Ling Yun.

Unfortunately, they were completely vulnerable in front of Ling Yun and could not stop Ling Yun at all.

In just a moment, all of Song Yang's followers were blown away by Ling Yun.