After Zhao Chun sacrificed his magic weapon, the battle with Ling Yun started again. This time, both sides no longer collided with fists, but instead activated the magic weapon in his hands to the extreme and started to fight each other.
For a moment, the scene was in a stalemate. With the advantages of footwork and magic weapons, Ling Yun was not afraid of Zhao Chun's offensive.
Soon, the people around him who came with Zhao Chun could not help but hesitate. They never expected that Ling Yun would not be at all inferior to Zhao Chun's soul-level cultivation level.
"What's wrong with Mr. Zhao Chun? Why haven't you captured that kid after hundreds of moves..."
"Shh, whisper, don't disturb Mr. Zhao's battle. Maybe he is retaining his strength and preparing to launch a fatal attack!"
"Yes, I think it's like this, too..."
...
"snort!"
The commotion around him immediately affected Zhao Chun's move. Faced with those voices of constant doubt, Zhao Chun blushed and the attack in his hands became more and more fierce.
"Why, the tricks of Qianfu are exhausted?"
Ling Yun easily responded to Zhao Chun's offensive. In his spare time, he did not forget to sneer. With the skills that Zhao Chun has shown so far, he obviously can't do anything to him at all.
On the contrary, Ling Yun was always looking for opportunities.
Since this guy kept saying that he wanted to cut off one of his arms, how could Ling Yun make him feel better?
Ling Yun had made up his mind to return it to him with his own way, so that the viciousness of this guy would happen to him.
As for the revenge of the Zhao family, Ling Yun was not worried. He was about to go to war. After leaving Daning City this time, he might not come back. At that time, the sky was high and the birds were flying. A mere family force did not have the ability to chase him from the ends of the world...
After making up his attention, Ling Yun's attack suddenly became a little stronger. Each punch was driven by the boxing gloves and the true energy was approaching Zhao Chun's lower plate. This guy seemed to have the same virtue as Wang Xiang on weekdays, and his wine and color were too much, so the lower plate was extremely empty.
"Boy is looking for death!"
Faced with Ling Yun's tit-for-tat confrontation, Zhao Chun finally became furious after retreating several times in embarrassment. He jumped and waved his two thorns from the air and stabbed down. The point of the thorn light was Ling Yun's eyes.
Swallowing...
At the same time, the true energy between Zhao Chun's arms rushed wildly, and soon red dragons like vines began to condense, and their number increased exponentially. In an instant, seventy or eighty were condensed.
"Okay! Mr. Zhao Chun has indeed reserved it just now!"
"That's right, this is the real strength of the Heavenly Soul level..."
"It is said that the Heavenly Soul level can condense up to 99 true qi flying dragons. Once hundreds of dragons gather, they can form a warrior's life map and truly enter the level of the life map realm!"
Zhao Chun's big move immediately triggered the restlessness of everyone around him, and the depression that everyone had developed because Ling Yun and Zhao Chun were evenly matched was also released at this moment.
In the eyes of those who are familiar with the martial arts cultivation system, this is Zhao Chun’s strongest attack at the Tianhun level. Next, Ling Yun should have no power to fight back...
This attack is not uncommon. Ling Yun is currently at the Soul Refining Realm, but limited to the level of the life soul, he can only condense 33 dragons of true qi.
This is far from Zhao Chun's upper limit. If you fight head-on, you may not be able to get it. Even if you rely on second-class boxing gloves, it won't work!
"Is the strongest blow..."
However, facing Zhao Chun's strongest offensive, Ling Yun was not afraid, but instead had a playful arc on the corner of his mouth.
This attack was unstoppable, but it was also an excellent opportunity for me...
"open!",
In the flash, Ling Yun shook his arms, and also activated the dragons with true energy condensed.
Swallowing...
Soon, the dragon tied between Ling Yun's arms had reached 33, which was the limit of a life soul-level cultivator. Ling Yun could do it lightly, which shows how evil Ling Yun Ling Yun's cultivation talent is.
Although everyone around was slightly shocked by Ling Yun's performance, they shook their heads and sneered: "33 and 99 are not on the same order of magnitude at all. Just as Mr. Zhao Chun exerted half of his skills, it would be enough to deal with him..."
"Lingyun, die!"
At the same time, Zhao Chun's fierce offensive also came in a blink of an eye. All the true qi dragons in his arms were already hovering between the sharp edges of a pair of double thorns. Wherever he passed, even the air was torn apart.
"snort!"
Faced with such an attack, Ling Yun's eyes were condensed, and after a cold snort, he did not dodge or avoid and went to meet him.
"The Dragon Shake Art, the Dragon Strikes the Nine Heavens!!"
The next moment, Ling Yun's cold shout sounded, and accompanied by Ling Yun's cold shout, he saw that the 33 true qi dragons between his arms gathered together in an instant, condensed into a fog like chaos.
Then, a golden real dragon about the size of a bucket suddenly burst out from the mist. With its majestic wind, it swung its tail and turned against Zhao Chun who was stabbing downward, as if a flying dragon was as spectacular as a sky.
"boom!"
"Boom~~"
The harsh collision and explosion sounded instantly and flew the street stalls and stone tools around them. In the air, Zhao Chun's entire person also ejaculated backwards in an instant, like a kite with a broken string.
"snort!"
However, Ling Yun, who was standing on the stone brick floor, did not give up. He shook his wrist and then a thin red and golden blade appeared in his hand.
"Boy, how dare you?!"
Seeing that Ling Yun wanted to take advantage of the victory, Wang Xiang and others around him were shocked. At the same time, a sound of panic and anger mixed with it was also angrily drunk from the inconspicuous part of the crowd.
The voice was extremely sharp and cold. When it was heard, Ling Yun felt a faint pressure. Needless to say, there were other experts in Zhao Chun and his team. His cultivation level was probably at least above the realm of the Life Map.
"snort!"
This decision was a huge threat, but Ling Yun had already had his eyes red at this time. After a slight stagnation, his hands swept out without warning.
Whoosh!
The sword light burst out immediately, and everyone felt a golden light flashing in front of them.
"puff…"
A low slash sounded, and in the direction where Zhao Chun was knocked away, it seemed that something was cut off by the knife light.
"ah--"
However, the next moment, the screams of a pig-killing sounded suddenly, and everyone looked sideways when they heard the sound. When they saw the arm splashing in the air, everyone was stunned.
At this moment, the end of Zhao Chun's cut-off arm was splashing with blood columns constantly. The picture was shocking and made people unable to help but feel numb.
"What?!"
At a corner of the crowd, Wang Xiang almost glared out his eyes. Zhao Chun, who had condensed dozens of true qi dragons, was defeated enough to make him unbelievable.
……………………
However……
But Wang Xiang was beaten to death and was unwilling to believe that the powerless boy dared... he dared to cut off the eldest son of the Zhao family in public!!
Does he want to die?
"Zhu'er!!!"
In the horror of everyone, a middle-aged man who came to his senses in the crowd finally rushed to Zhao Chun who was lying in a pool of blood after a sorrow.
The middle-aged man in blue hurriedly waved his hand and sealed several large acupoints near Zhao Chun's arm with his true energy. Then, the end of Zhao Chun's broken arm sprayed blood columns, and finally calmed down.