Chapter 128: Vulnerable

Ling Yun looked at Situ Jing and said nothing.

Seeing this, Situ Jing showed a smug and contemptuous smile on his face: "Yes, it seems that you still have some self-knowledge, but it's a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world. You will always have to pay the price for offending me.

Now, you kneel down at my feet immediately and be my dog from now on. I can protect your life in Linghai."

Ling Yun continued to remain silent.

After Situ Jing finished speaking, he walked towards Situ Jing.

Situ Jing's eyes became more and more arrogant.

Obviously, he believed that Ling Yun had surrendered and chose to kneel down to him.

Ling Qing was surprised and doubtful.

How arrogant was Ling Yun before.

Could it be that such an arrogant person really wanted to be Situ Jing's dog?

After a few breaths, Ling Yun came to Situ Jing.

"A man who knows the times is a hero. Don't forget to kowtow after kneeling down..."

Situ Jing's face was full of amusement.

Before he finished speaking, Ling Yun clenched his right fist and punched Situ Jing in the face.

Nine Killing Fists!

Hualala...

Spiritual power surged like a tide.

Just the initial punching force attracted sixty phantoms of ancient stars.

Situ Jing's expression suddenly froze.

Then, endless anger erupted from his heart.

He was not surprised that Ling Yun could hit a huge force of 600,000 jin. After all, Ling Yun had shown this kind of power before.

He was angry that Ling Yun dared to provoke him.

This was simply unforgivable.

Before, it was the last chance he gave Ling Yun.

Since Ling Yun didn't cherish it, he decided to use the most cruel way to ravage Ling Yun to death.

"Die!"

The next moment, Situ Jing moved.

Boom!

He was worthy of being the second pride of the Dongwu list.

When he moved, the air around him seemed to be burning and rolled violently.

"With only 600,000 jin of strength, you dare to embarrass yourself in front of me?"

He was domineering and unparalleled, and his spiritual power was completely released.

Suddenly, the aura on his body rushed straight into the sky.

Seventy-five phantoms of ancient stars appeared above Situ Jing.

This is the power of the seventh-level martial king.

Bang!

Almost at the same time, Ling Yun's fist came.

Situ Jing was calm and blocked Ling Yun's fist with one palm.

The moment the fists and palms touched, Situ Jing's face was even more contemptuous.

600,000 jin of spiritual power?

He could already foresee that he would soon blow Ling Yun up.

However, before this thought fell, his expression suddenly changed.

Boom!

From Ling Yun's fist, one layer of dark power after another burst out without warning.

When the eight layers of dark power completely rushed out, the spiritual power rushing towards Situ Jing's palm had reached 900,000 jin.

Bang!

In an instant, it was as if the mountains collapsed and the ground split.

The destructive energy rushed wildly, causing a terrible gust of wind.

The attic where the group was located could not bear it on the spot and collapsed.

Before the collapse, Situ Jing's body smashed the stone railing and shot down like a cannonball.

The ground below was directly blasted by Situ Jing into a three-meter-deep pit.

And Ling Yun just followed the collapsed attic and landed lightly on the first floor.

"Puff."

In the huge pit, Situ Jing vomited blood and climbed out of the huge pit.

At this moment, he had lost his demeanor, his clothes were torn, his right palm was fractured, and his skin was cracked, turning into a bloody man.

When he looked at Ling Yun again, the contempt and arrogance in his eyes were no longer there.

Instead, there was a strong disbelief.

Even if you look closely, you will find that there is a hint of fear in the depths of his eyes.

"Impossible, how can you, a martial artist, be so powerful?"

He stared at Ling Yun, his voice extremely hoarse.

Nine hundred thousand jins of strength!

Ling Yun's punch directly tore off all of Situ Jing's pride.

In the past, he was so proud.

At a young age, he was already a seventh-level martial king.

But now, he found all this ridiculous.

So what if he was a seventh-level martial king.

No matter how much he burst out, he couldn't hit nine hundred thousand jins of strength.

But Ling Yun did it.

This gap is already too big to make up.

You know, Ling Yun is still just a martial artist.

When Ling Yun becomes a martial king in the future, he won't even have the qualifications to challenge Ling Yun.

Everyone in the Ling family was also stunned.

Not long ago, Situ Jing looked down on Ling Yun, regarded Ling Yun as an ant, and threatened to defeat Ling Yun within three moves.

Now it seems that Situ Jing's performance is just like a jumping clown.

What three moves? He can't even stop Ling Yun's move.

However, they knew that it was not that Situ Jing was too weak.

Situ Jing's palm was really as he said, with a force of 750,000 jin.

But it was useless.

Facing Ling Yun, no matter how strong Situ Jing was, it was meaningless.

Ling Yun did not even look at Situ Jing.

His eyes fell on Ling Hai again, and he said indifferently: "Ling Hai, the fly has been blown away by me. Now I ask you a question, how do you want to die?"

"Ling Yun, I have to say that you really refresh my understanding of you again and again."

Ling Hai became surprisingly calm, "If I guessed correctly, you have never been a waste. When you were in Bailu City, you were already very powerful. It was just to deceive outsiders that you pretended to be a waste?"

He did not believe that Ling Yun had changed from a waste to a demon genius in just two months.

The only possibility is that Ling Yun was hiding his incompetence.

It was normal to think about it.

Ling Yun was the son of Ling Shan.

Ling Yun is so talented, how can he be a waste.

As soon as Ling Hai said this, Ling Yun knew that the other party had misunderstood.

Ling Yun was too lazy to explain.

He was happy to see the other party misunderstand like this.

"It's a pity, you are too young after all. You have been hiding for so long, and finally made a big mistake of impulse."

Ling Hai shook his head, "If you can continue to be patient, ten or even five years later, maybe you can really threaten me. As for now, a genius who has not grown up will be worse than a straw dog if he dies."

"Ling Hai, Ling Yun is the genius of my Dongzhou Martial Academy. As an elder of Dongzhou Martial Academy, I will never sit idly by and watch you kill the genius."

A full-bodied voice suddenly came from outside the Ling family manor.

At the door of the manor, He Sheng appeared there at some point.

Ling Hai and Ling Yun were not surprised by this.

They have extraordinary perception, so they naturally noticed that He Sheng was approaching the Ling family manor before.

In fact, it was not only He Sheng, but also many other people gathered in the Ling family manor.

Ling Yun broke into the Ling Mansion today. Such a big movement, other forces could not fail to notice it, but no one showed up, fearing that they would be affected, and they all watched from outside.

Only He Sheng took action.

After entering the manor, He Sheng saw the embarrassed Situ Jing at a glance.

His pupils shrank slightly, and his expression became more determined.

Ling Yun was really too evil.

He was just a martial artist, but he could crush Situ Jing.

Before coming, he was actually a little hesitant in his heart.

For Ling Yun, is it worth it to completely offend Ling Hai?

As a senior member of the Dongzhou Martial Academy, he knew Ling Hai's strength better than others.

He knew that he was no match for Ling Hai.

Indirectly protecting Ling Yun and directly fighting Ling Hai for Ling Yun were two different concepts.

He had no choice but to hesitate.

Although he came in the end, he was still a little hesitant in his heart.