"Battle Ling Yun, I want to see how much you have made in the past seven years." In Ling Feiyu's opinion, Ling Yun just reacted a little faster, but he was a human and demon body after all, and could not practice. How could he compare with his seven acquired veins realm?

"Die!" Ling Feiyu shouted loudly, obviously being slapped in the face, which made him angry.

Northern Ice Palm.

The Ling family's unique skills are very easy to practice in this bitter and cold place in the north, and it is also a must-learn martial arts for the people of the Ling family and officers of all levels of the Zhenbei Army.

Both palms came towards Lingyun at the same time.

At this moment, the soldiers guarding the gate in front of the gate didn't know what to do for a moment. One of these two people was the parent-child of the city lord Lingfeng, and the other was the nephew of the city lord. They didn't dare to provoke either.

"It's bad. Although Ling Yun left in anger, he was the son of the city lord after all, and he could not practice at all. If he was beaten to death by Young Master Ling Feiyu, it would be ruined."

"Ling Yun is still as unwilling to give in, just like he was back then. If he could give in, how could he be bullied so much?" Ling Yun's incident almost spread throughout Lingxiao City. Although no one liked him too much, he really felt pitiful.

"Northern Bing Palm? Ling Feiyu actually had a murderous intention. Judging from Ling Yun's appearance, it may be difficult to be healthy if he is not dead!"

"Kill him, hum, a waste, shouldn't live in the world, let alone let him return to the Ling family!"

"Haha, it's really ridiculous. Why did Ling Yun come to seek death today?"

As he looked at the eyes, a white light came to Lingyun's chest in an instant. The cold air had almost frozen the air in front of Lingyun. A white air, like a white dragon, was about to swallow Lingyun.

His originally sick and white face, thin body, and slightly trembling arms all made people feel that Ling Yun was bound to die at this moment.

At this time, Ling Yun's eyes changed a little, a bit of sinister change, as if he saw the monster that he had to hunt in the mountain range!

Ling Yun raised his hand slowly, the speed was not fast, but it was a certain trend, but ordinary people may not see it.

Two fists against Ling Feiyu Beibing Palm.

Bang!

Click!

Broken!

The frost condensed in Ling Feiyu's hand was shattered like this, and at the same time, it was seen that his arms were twisted.

Breaked?

The arrogant Ling Feiyu and Ling Yun faced each other head-on and were crushed.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Ling Yun is just a waste. How could he defeat Ling Feiyu?"

"Brother Yu? Have you lost?"

Everyone's face changed drastically when they saw this situation.

All this happened so fast that people didn't react.

This is not what they had expected before?

Many people who had made speculations before suddenly had their faces burned.

Ling Yun, isn’t he anymore the human and demonic gang who is not good at martial arts?

That Ling family waste?

Ling Yun would not care about the expressions and surprises on these people's faces. What they thought had nothing to do with him.

He stepped forward instantly, slapped Ling Feiyu in the face, blood spurted out of his mouth, and two back teeth were also on the ground.

Ling Yun bullied himself in front of him again and stepped on Ling Feiyu's head into the mud. At this moment, Ling Feiyu had fainted, and the sound of his skull cracking was also accompanied by the sound of his skull cracking.

carefree!

No matter how many hardships I have endured or how many deaths I have passed over the past seven years, slapping Ling Feiyu, a bastard, has already made Ling Yun feel excited.

"Thirty years from Hedong, thirty years from Hexi, don't bully the young man's poor!" Ling Yun kicked Ling Feiyu who was fainting to the side, turned around and walked to the gate of the Ling family, and looked at the others.

The weak body and the sick and white face always remind people of weakness, pitifulness, look like a little beggar. If I hadn't seen it before, who would have believed that such a terrifying power could burst out under this thin body.

"Innate Realm! Ling Yun must have reached the innate Realm." With an incredible gaze, one person shouted.

"No, how is this possible? How could Lingyun waste who could not practice back then instantly defeat Ling Feiyu, who has the seven acquired veins realm today?"

Incredible!

Can't believe it!

It appears on the face of every person who sees this scene.

Don't bully the young man and be poor?

Ling Yun's words were like a heavy hammer placed in everyone's heart, hitting their hearts hard.

But Ling Yun looked silent and there was no expression on his face.

The first step is just the first step.

"How did this little bastard become powerful?"

Angry, unwillingness, and jealousy appeared on the face of every Ling family disciple. They were used to bullying Ling Yun, so how could Ling Yun crawl on their heads?

If Ling Yun was just a waste, it would be fine if he returned to the Ling family, because he was still not enough to threaten the people behind these Ling family disciples, but the strength he showed when he returned today could no longer be considered a waste.

"Kill him!"

At this moment, there was a trace of murderous intent in the eyes of almost every disciple of the Ling family.

"We must never let him return to the Ling family!"

Ice Palm.

Ice Roar!

A cold day!

Various Ling family martial arts came towards Lingyun at the same time.

"Okay, very good! Let's go together." In that thin body, in that weak bone, Ling Yun exuded a domineering aura that he had never had before, a breath of arrogant look on everything.

This change made people feel a little scared, but they didn't believe it, and they could not beat Ling Yun even if they joined forces.

Cold and deserted dragon energy!

A dragon's phantom flew out of Ling Yun's hand, sweeping everything and destroying everything.

Turn into a dragon?

As expected, he has done the means of the innate realm!

When he saw that the Qi turned into a dragon, every Ling family disciple was shocked again.

Today, Ling Yun brought them too much shock.

But the arrow has to be fired on the string, and Lingyun will definitely kill him.

"Beat me, scold me, insult me, you are there!" Ling Yun instantly appeared behind a boy like a ghost, grabbed his neck and fell directly to the ground.

Bang!

The person's face had collapsed and blood was flowing on the ground.

Now Ling Yun is completely different from before, and has a terrifying aura.

"Cheng Nan, scold my mother and cut my arm. I have always remembered it?" Turning his head, a young man in white appeared in Ling Yun's gaze. The next moment, Ling Yun had already appeared in front of Cheng Nan.

"ah!"

With a shrill scream, Ling Yun had already broken the other party's left and right arms and kicked his legs.

"It's already a bargain for you to use your limbs!" He grabbed the man's neck and threw it aside. All that was left was this man's wailing and screaming, which made people even more panic.

Turn over.

Bang!

With a slap, a woman had been knocked away by Ling Yun, her body was like a kite with a broken string, and her nose bleeding spilled into the air.

"And you!" Ling Yun shouted coldly.
Chapter completed!