Chapter 130 Mysterious Nine Styles

"This kid is dead."

Having seen how Ling Hai used his sword finger to ravage He Sheng, no one thought that Ling Yun could break Ling Hai's move.

Even He Sheng had to pay a heavy price to barely break free from the sword finger.

Then Ling Yun would definitely die.

A touch of pleasure appeared in Situ Jing's eyes, and he wished Ling Yun would be killed.

"Nothing more."

Ling Yun did not dodge, but closed his eyes instead.

"Is this, accepting fate?"

"It's normal, if it were me, I would also accept fate in despair."

Seeing this scene, everyone else thought that Ling Yun knew that he could not resist Ling Hai, so he accepted his fate and waited for death.

However, the next moment after closing his eyes, Ling Yun suddenly made a strange move.

The first move of the mysterious nine moves.

Since Ling Yun got the mysterious nine moves, he has only used it to refine his body.

But the mysterious nine moves, as a method that is on par with the "Eternal Swallowing Heaven Art", is certainly not that simple.

Ling Yun had long discovered that in addition to being able to refine the body, it is also a powerful martial art in itself.

It was just that he had tried to use it before, but it didn't have much power.

It wasn't until this time when he absorbed the power of thunder that Ling Yun finally discovered that the mysterious nine styles had a mysterious qualitative change.

In an instant, a destructive thunder force spewed out from Ling Yun's palm.

It felt like palm thunder.

Others found it very strange.

Ling Yun's actions fell into their eyes, completely like a meaningless show.

How powerful could such an attack be?

But in the next moment, an incredible scene appeared.

Crack!

The sword finger that shot towards Ling Yun's sword finger instantly broke after touching the palm thunder released by Ling Yun.

People thought at first that this was Ling Hai's own control, and he was going to perform "Sword Wrapped into Silk".

Soon they found that after the sword finger broke apart, it did turn into countless sword silks.

However, these sword silks broke before they could wrap around Ling Yun.

Not only that, the countless sword qi that was broken off, under the impact of the destructive thunder force, rolled back towards Ling Hai.

"What?"

Ling Hai's pupils suddenly shrank.

This scene was completely beyond his expectations.

The strategizing look on his face disappeared in an instant, and the spiritual power in his body surged, but he did not attack, but retreated violently.

While retreating violently, he punched several times in succession, which finally resolved the destructive energy that was impacting.

But before he could catch his breath, Ling Yun performed the second mysterious move.

The second move of the mysterious nine moves.

In the air, the lightning force that was originally scattered suddenly condensed and turned into a thunder fist.

The speed of the thunder fist was extremely fast.

Before Ling Hai could catch his breath, the thunder fist had already arrived in front of him.

As a last resort, Ling Hai could only raise his palm to receive it.

The next moment, Ling Hai's color suddenly changed.

The power of this thunder fist was far beyond Ling Hai's imagination.

Other people around were also shocked.

They clearly saw that above the Thunder Fist, there were 120 phantoms of ancient stars floating.

This meant that Ling Yun's move was as powerful as 1.2 million kilograms.

Crack!

Ling Hai's palm was broken on the spot.

Then, all his spiritual power was blown up.

He retreated at an unprecedented speed, trying to avoid the impact of the explosive energy.

But the speed of the Thunder Fist was far beyond his expectations.

Bang!

Then, people were shocked to see that the Thunder Fist's power was still there and hit Ling Hai's chest.

"Puff."

Ling Hai's chest was sunken, and he vomited blood on the spot, and his body flew far away.

With a bang, Ling Hai directly smashed the wall of the Ling Family Manor and fell on the street outside.

Originally, this battle was only in the Ling Family Manor.

Now Ling Hai fell on the street outside and was immediately exposed to countless people.

Other people around were all stunned and silent, and they almost suspected that they were dreaming.

How could this be possible?

How could such a thing happen in the world?

Ling Yun, a martial artist, actually crushed Ling Hai, a martial master.

That was a martial master, a legend in the martial arts world, an existence that people could only admire in the past.

This legend collapsed at this moment.

Situ Jing felt cold all over.

No matter how proud he was, he didn't think he could compete with a martial master.

It was not until this moment that he realized how big the gap between him and Ling Yun was.

The previous dissatisfaction disappeared in an instant.

He really understood that he and Ling Yun were no longer on the same level.

Not only others, but Ling Yun himself was also surprised.

The power of the mysterious nine styles was far beyond his expectations.

His own strength was about one million jin.

The second style of the mysterious nine styles gave him an additional 100,000 jin of power.

Moreover, the further the mysterious nine styles were, the stronger the power would be.

According to this inference, if he performed the mysterious seventh style, wouldn't it be possible to increase his strength by 3.2 million jin?

It must be said that this was a pleasant surprise for him.

He had been prepared for a tough battle.

Now that the power of the mysterious nine styles is so strong, perhaps this battle may be easier than imagined.

But his inner thoughts were not revealed.

Looking at Ling Hai, his eyes were indifferent: "Wu Zong is very strong? It's really just like that."

"Bastard!"

A beast-like roar came from Ling Hai's mouth.

Bang!

He rushed out of the deep pit on the ground and landed opposite Ling Yun.

His eyes were full of shock and anger, and also mixed with a hint of shock.

No one knows Ling Yun's strength better than him.

But how can this bastard be so strong?

This kind of strength is beyond common sense and cannot be explained by reason.

An extremely strong murderous intention rolled up from his heart.

He must not let this bastard continue to grow.

Now this bastard can threaten him. If he really lets the other party continue to grow, maybe it won't take a few years at all. He may not be his opponent within a year.

At the same time, if he doesn't wash away this shame today, he, the martial arts master, will become the biggest laughing stock in the world.

"Bastard, it seems that if you don't really see what the power of the martial arts master is, you really think you can do everything."

Ling Hai's eyes were furious.

"Then you have to perform as soon as possible, otherwise I will soon trample you down completely."

Ling Yun grinned and smiled brightly.

Swish!

He walked towards Ling Hai step by step without stopping.

"Teng Snake!"

Ling Hai roared.

In an instant, the waves of annihilation surged out of his body like a tide.

"Hiss!"

A three-meter-long, winged green snake appeared above Ling Hai's head.