Chapter 2198: Sad and lamentable
"It's pathetic and lamentable."
At this time, Ling Yun shook his head.
"What's pathetic?"
Princess Linglong frowned.
"You all treat me as prey, but unfortunately, for me, Ling Yun, you are the prey!"
Ling Yun looked around and said coldly: "Isn't this pathetic?"
"What is he talking about?"
"Could it be that he has been stimulated to go crazy?"
"I'm afraid he is really crazy, otherwise how could he say such crazy words."
Everyone around was shocked.
Everyone could see that Ling Yun's situation was extremely bad and he was already the prey in the trap.
As a result, Ling Yun, the prey, actually said that the hunter who was about to catch him was pathetic.
And he said that he, the prey, was the hunter.
This is simply laughable.
Ling Yun no longer planned to waste time with these people.
Before, he dealt with these people just to see how many cards these people had hidden.
But now it seems that he overestimated these people!
After holding back for a long time, these people actually had only these tricks.
If that's all, then there's really no need for him to continue playing with these people.
Dinglong Sword!
Clang!
Lingyun took out the Dinglong Sword.
Lingyun's previous attack was just pure Yuan Gang power, and any martial arts and weapons were useless.
And now, he not only took out the Dinglong Sword, but also decided to use the Beiming Sword Technique.
"Sword controls the long river!"
"Zhentian Fist."
At the same time, Qin Feiyu and Xiao Chen's attacks came.
They wanted to continue to hold Lingyun back, so that Hong Yingyuan could attack Lingyun from behind.
"Move to the South Sea!"
Lingyun stabbed out two swords with lightning speed.
The seventh style of the Beiming Sword Technique, move to the South Sea!
The characteristic of this style is fast speed.
The two swords stabbed out, and the power was no less than 3,500 dragons.
This power is comparable to a real Dharma-phase strongman.
The entry-level power standard for a Dharma-phase strongman is 3,000 dragons.
And no matter how strong Qin Feiyu and Xiao Cheng are, they can't compare to a Dharma-phase strongman.
They never thought that Lingyun's power would be so terrifying.
Before, Ling Yun did not use any martial arts or methods, but only used pure Yuan Gang power.
At that time, they mistakenly thought that Ling Yun had used some secret method.
They thought that was Ling Yun's limit.
Who would have thought that Ling Yun's true power would be stronger!
Boom! Boom!
In an instant, Qin Feiyu and Xiao Chen's attacks were all chopped off.
They were also hit by Ling Yun's sword energy, and their bodies flew backwards.
Hong Yingyuan, who was about to attack Ling Yun again, suddenly felt a thump in his heart.
He reacted quickly and subconsciously wanted to escape.
However, Ling Yun was faster than him.
He just moved his body, and he felt a sharp Qi force approaching his back.
In an instant, Hong Yingyuan judged that he had no time to escape.
Hong Yingyuan could only frantically operate Yuan Gang to try to resist Ling Yun's attack.
But he still underestimated Ling Yun's strength.
His Yuan Gang was like tofu in front of Ling Yun's Dinglong Sword, and was easily pierced.
Puff!
Then, Hong Yingyuan's body was also pierced by the Dinglong Sword.
Lingyun held the sword and cut it.
Hong Yingyuan's body was immediately cut into two and fell far away.
Of course, this kind of injury can only be regarded as a serious injury to Hong Yingyuan, who is half a step away from the Dharma, and it can't kill him.
Lingyun decided to add another sword to destroy his head and Yuanhun.
Just as he was about to kill Hong Yingyuan, a black shadow came through the void.
This black shadow is a spear!
The spear carried the power of breaking the sun and attacked Lingyun's head.
Lingyun frowned.
He is strong, but it doesn't mean that his defense is invincible.
If he was really stabbed in the head by this spear, he would not be able to stop it.
Lingyun could only stop and cut the spear with a sword.
After the spear was shaken away, it fell into the hands of a burly middle-aged man.
"Wang Zhenxi!"
Lingyun's eyes were cold.
This burly middle-aged man was Wang Zhenxi, the head of the Wang family, the top family in Xingyue City.
Ling Yun was not surprised that Wang Zhenxi appeared here.
Because three days ago, among the six powerful disciples killed by Ling Yun in Tongrentang, there was a woman named "Wang Tingyu".
Wang Tingyu was Wang Zhenxi's legitimate daughter.
Looking at Ling Yun, Wang Zhenxi's eyes were full of resentment: "Little beast, the hatred of killing a daughter is irreconcilable. Today I will use your life to commemorate my poor daughter Tingyu!"
"Hahahaha, I'll stand here and wait for you to kill me!"
Ling Yun laughed.
This heroic laughter made many warriors around excited.
But Wang Zhenxi and others became more and more angry.
"Patriarch Wang, the power this person just exploded is no less than that of a Dharma-phase strongman. He must have used the overdraft secret method."
Hong Yingyuan roared resentfully: "Now is a good time to kill him. Patriarch Wang, don't give him a chance to breathe!"
He was injured too badly today.
Even if he can be repaired afterwards, it is estimated that it will affect the foundation of his cultivation.
Ling Yun first killed his son Hong Yang, and now destroyed his martial arts foundation.
This made him hate Ling Yun as much as he wanted.
Wang Zhenxi's eyes lit up.
To be honest, it was impossible for him to say that he was not afraid of Ling Yun's strength.
But what Hong Yingyuan said made sense.
He didn't believe that Ling Yun really had the power of Dharma.
The only possibility was that Ling Yun used some overdraft secret method.
This secret method has a time limit.
Ling Yun might be in a weak moment now.
"Hate me so much?"
Ling Yun looked at Hong Yingyuan coldly.
"Hahaha, little beast, after you are defeated, I will drink your blood and eat your flesh."
Hong Yingyuan looked crazy and said.
"Very good, then I will send you back to the west first."
Ling Yun said.
As he spoke, he glanced directly at Hong Yingyuan.
"Ling Yun, if you want to kill someone, get through me first!"
Wang Zhenxi sneered.
Buzz!
He no longer hesitated, and with a spear like a dragon, he swept towards Ling Yun with overwhelming force.
"Flying Sword Technique!"
Ling Yun used the flying sword technique.
The Dinglong Sword flew out to fight Wang Zhenxi.
"You want to kill me with just one sword?"
Wang Zhenxi's eyes were gloomy, feeling despised by Ling Yun.
However, when the Dinglong Sword resisted Wang Zhenxi, Ling Yun kept moving and continued to rush towards Hong Yingyuan.
"not good!"
Wang Zhenxi's heart skipped a beat.
He immediately realized that Ling Yun was not trying to kill him, but just wanted to stop him.
Ling Yun’s real target is Hong Yingyuan!
Almost at the same time.
Ling Yun appeared next to Hong Yingyuan again.
Without any hesitation, he slashed at Hong Yingyuan's head with one sword.
Hong Yingyuan's head was chopped into pieces.
His soul tried to escape, but was also crushed into powder by Ling Yun's sword energy.
The deputy general of the city lord, a master of half-step Dharma, died under Ling Yun's sword before he could even let out an angry roar.
The others around him became increasingly horrified.
"Beast, I don't believe you are invincible!"
Wang Zhenxi's eyes were blood red.
Anger and hatred have overtaken his example.
"act recklessly."
Ling Yun suddenly stabbed Wang Zhenxi sharply like an icy sword.
This Wang Zhenxi really thought he couldn't kill him?
The seventh form of Beiming Sword Technique moves to Nanming!
Ling Yun fled, came to Wang Zhenxi, and held the Dinglong Sword.
Then, he directly held the sword and stabbed forward.
