Chapter 134 Bloody Power
Shen Muqiu no longer believed in Shen Chaoyang's words.
Shen Chaoyang had said before that Ling Yun would be killed by Ling Hai. What was the result?
In fact, deep down in Shen Chaoyang's heart, he didn't regret it.
If he had known that Ling Yun was so talented and evil, there was no way he would have treated Ling Yun like that.
As long as he guides this kind of evil person correctly, he will not cause such a disaster and will bring endless benefits to the Shen family.
He could even have a premonition that the Shen family had become a laughing stock in the eyes of other major forces.
Not long ago, the Shen family gave up on Ling Yun, but Ling Yun killed Ling Hai.
For this battle, Ling Yun was obviously stronger than him.
Other forces will definitely think that he is blind.
Now, Ling Hai can only use it. Although Ling Yun is gifted as a monster, he is too capable of causing trouble and will not live long to comfort himself.
at the same time.
The spread of this news has intensified outside.
Not only Dongzhou, but also the warriors from various states in the Dajing Dynasty were all shocked by the news.
"What? Wuzong Linghai was killed?"
"Who did this? Which top martial artist is he?"
"No, it's not the Wuzong. The murderer is Bailu Sect Lingyun, a fifteen-year-old boy who is still just a martial artist."
"This is impossible, how could such a thing happen in the world."
"But this is the truth."
Similar conversations occurred throughout the dynasty.
In an instant, the name Lingyun spread throughout the dynasty with astonishing force.
This former good-for-nothing was like a fish leaping over a dragon's gate, and was dubbed the "Young Martial Master" overnight.
Kuncheng.
The ancestral home of the Ling family.
The backyard is not filled with birds and flowers like other families, but a vegetable garden.
An old farmer is carrying water and watering vegetables in the vegetable garden.
This old farmer has gray hair, but he has a boyish face, and the skin on his face is shiny and rosy, even compared to many young people.
Teng Teng Teng...
Outside the vegetable garden, there was suddenly a rush of footsteps.
After a few breaths, a middle-aged man appeared beside the vegetable garden.
This middle-aged man is tall and has a bronze complexion. If there are other warriors here, they will be in awe when they see him.
The middle-aged man was none other than Ling Xiong, the Great Protector of the Ling Family and the Lord of Kun City.
However, Ling Xiong was walking quietly and respectfully at the edge of the vegetable garden.
"Father."
He looked at the old farmer and said sadly.
The old farmer kept moving his hands and said calmly: "What's the matter?"
Ling Xiong's voice was low: "Brother, he is dead."
The air suddenly became quiet.
The old farmer finally stopped watering the vegetables.
After a while, the terrifying power of heat was released from the old farmer.
A terrible scene occurs.
The water in the bucket he was carrying evaporated rapidly, disappearing in less than half a breath.
Then the bucket shook rapidly and turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.
Along with this, all the vegetables within ten meters around him burned to ashes.
Ling Xiong was shocked.
Even though he is already a second-level martial arts master, he is still far from reaching this level of power.
This is no longer a simple use of fire, but involves the will of fire.
"Father, I'm afraid we are getting closer and closer to that state."
While in awe, he was also secretly delighted.
The old farmer is Ling Yuan, the head of the Ling family.
To the Ling family, Ling Yuan is the Dinghai Divine Needle.
The stronger Ling Yuan is, the stronger the Ling family will be.
He knew that Ling Yuan was already at the pinnacle of martial arts.
Judging from Ling Yuan's current aura, it is clear that he is about to reach the realm above Wuzong.
Above the Wuzong is the Great Wuzong.
His Majesty the current dynasty is also the Great Wuzong.
And Ling Yuan is indeed Ling Yuan.
After the initial outburst of anger, he suddenly became rational again.
"Who did it?"
Ling Yuan said.
In Ling Kou's village, the imprint of Ling Yuan's thoughts that Ling Yun saw was that of a middle-aged man.
That's because that mark of thought was left by Ling Yuan more than ten years ago.
Nowadays, Ling Yuan is close to returning to his original nature and looks like an old farmer.
"It's Ling Yun, that scoundrel."
Even though it had been half a quarter of an hour since he got the news, Ling Xiong's tone was still filled with disbelief.
Ling Yuan made another move.
Obviously, this answer once again exceeded his expectations.
"Bring over all the intelligence information."
He didn't ask Ling Xiong again.
"yes."
Ling Xiong respectfully handed the jade slip of information to Ling Yuan.
Ling Yuan walked out of the vegetable garden, sat on a stone bench nearby, and looked at the jade slip in his hand.
After a while, he crushed the jade slip into pieces, and the emotion on his face could no longer be concealed.
"This kid is even better than Shan'er. It's a pity, it's a pity."
Ling Yuan sighed.
He killed Ling Hai at the age of fifteen and was known as the "Young Wuzong". This was a true talent.
Ling Xiong remained silent.
He knew why Ling Yuan said it was a pity.
If Ling Yun can be used by the Ling family, he will undoubtedly be the best candidate to lead the next generation of the Ling family.
Unfortunately, there is a conflict between Ling Yun and the Ling family that is difficult to resolve.
"It seems that it is time for the injustice of the past to be completely settled, and the grudge of the bloody spirit being killed should also be accounted for."
The power of the flames disappeared and was replaced by streaks of bloody power, surging in all directions with Ling Yuan as the center.
In the blink of an eye, the land of the vegetable garden turned blood red.
Those green vegetables all reveal a strange blood color.
What shocked Ling Xiong even more was that he saw small streams of blood emerging from the vegetable garden.
Gurgling gurgling...
These small streams of blood gradually gathered together and turned into a blood dragon.
The terrifying pressure permeated the surroundings.
"Father."
Ling Xiong's mind suddenly trembled, and he couldn't help but kneel down to Ling Yuan.
"After years of seclusion, the warriors of this dynasty may have forgotten the reputation of Ling Yuan."
Ling Yuan's voice was as cold as the wind, "Well, well, I will go to Dongzhou in person this time to see how powerful my wicked grandson is."
Ling Xiong was overjoyed when he heard this.
Since Ling Yuan was going to take action, Ling Yun would no longer be a major concern for the Ling family.
Dongjiang City.
Ling Yun and Su Wanyu came to the He family again.
But Su Wanyu didn't stay in the He family for long.
It was impossible to hide the matter of the Ling family's manor from the Murong family.
This matter completely alarmed the Murong family, so the Murong family sent a master to take Su Wanyu back to the Murong family.
Ling Yun did not object to this.
Next, his situation was very dangerous, and the He family might not be able to protect Su Wanyu.
It is undoubtedly a good choice to let Su Wanyu return to the Murong family.
Su Wanyu also understood this and did not want to be a burden to Ling Yun, so he did not refuse.
After Su Wanyu left, Ling Yun did not stay in the He family for long.
He set off directly and went to Dongzhou Martial Academy.
Both the Ling family and Situ Jing are huge monsters. He must improve his strength as soon as possible so that he can protect himself.
His goal is the black and white tower.
When Ling Yun stepped into Dongzhou Martial Academy, the martial arts academy was instantly boiling.
Wherever he passed, there were crowds of people, and countless pairs of eyes were watching him.
It can be said that Ling Yun’s reputation in Dongzhou Martial Academy has reached a terrifying level.
A young martial arts master who killed the vice president Ling Hai is not on the same level as other students.
Even the Dongwu list is not qualified to measure Ling Yun.
This can be seen from the fact that Ling Yun’s name disappeared directly from the Dongwu list.
Like Situ Jing, the second on the Dongwu list, so what? In front of Ling Yun, he was like a chicken or a duck, at his mercy.
Just like that, Ling Yun easily entered the Black and White Tower.
As soon as he entered the Black and White Tower, the familiar feeling of oppression reappeared.
Looking up, the pair of scarlet eyes had indeed appeared above him, locking onto him.
