Chapter 198 The Silver-haired Great Martial Master
The power of the fist is astonishing, causing the phantoms of four hundred ancient stars to appear.
Although this power is powerful, in the eyes of everyone, it is not enough to fight against Yan Xinghai.
However, under the incredible gazes of everyone around him, Yan Xinghai, who was like a devil coming to the world, was directly blasted away by Ling Yun's punch, without any resistance at all.
The pupils of the masters from the other three directions shrank violently, with strong looks of horror on their faces.
Their original plan was that such a powerful Yan Xinghai would be able to entangle Ling Yun and create an opportunity for them to attack Ling Yun.
Who would have thought that the situation would change so quickly.
Yan Xinghai would be so vulnerable in front of Ling Yun.
Before they even got close to Ling Yun, Yan Xinghai was already defeated.
This went back and forth without even taking a breath.
"retreat!"
The intense fear caused the three people to suddenly stop, and then they retreated wildly.
However, in fact, the strength of the three of them together is no weaker than Ling Yun.
If they really join forces to attack Ling Yun, they will definitely cause huge trouble to Ling Yun.
But Ling Yun defeated Yan Xinghai so easily, which frightened them out of their courage, causing them to misjudge Ling Yun's strength and make the wrong choice.
Their escape undoubtedly gave Ling Yun a chance to fight back.
Bang bang bang!
Ling Yun didn't hesitate and punched three times in a row.
Not only did the three of them lose their fighting spirit, they were also in a state of fearful escape. Naturally, it was impossible for them to stop Ling Yun.
Immediately, these three top martial arts sects were also blasted away by Ling Yun.
Others did not know the details, but they only saw Ling Yun sweeping away the four masters with overwhelming force, including Yan Xinghai who was using the secret technique of the demon. They were all shocked by Ling Yun.
Ling Yun did not pursue the three top martial arts sects.
If he really went after them, Ling Yun might not be able to capture them.
The best strategy at the moment is to use thunder to kill monkeys and scare chickens.
Uh-huh!
He swayed and came to Yan Xinghai, reaching out to grab Yan Xinghai's hair.
"I didn't intend to argue with a piece of trash like you, but you just want to die!"
Ling Yun stared at Yan Xinghai, his eyes truly showing murderous intent.
Touching Ling Yun's black eyes, which were as cold as late winter night, an endless chill filled Yan Xinghai's heart.
Before that, he was extremely crazy, his reason was overwhelmed by shame, and he just wanted to kill Ling Yun at all costs.
But with Ling Yun's punch, he was crushed again.
His whole body felt as if a basin of cold water had poured over him, his mad anger was completely extinguished, and he regained consciousness.
When he woke up, what replaced him was intense fear.
No one is afraid of death.
And he, Yan Xinghai, is actually more afraid of death than ordinary people.
He was a genius with a great future, how could he die here worthlessly?
"Ling Yun, don't harm Yan Xinghai's life."
Suddenly, a cold shout came from the Gushe giant ship.
Everyone looked sideways and saw that the person speaking was a silver-haired old man.
Yan Xinghai said excitedly: "Second uncle, save me."
"Second uncle?"
Ling Yun looked at the silver-haired old man, "Are you from the Yan family?"
"I am not only a member of the Yan family, but also an elder of Gushe Mountain."
The silver-haired old man said majestically: "Ling Yun, you severely injured Yan Xinghai and should have been punished. However, considering that you are in a trial, I am magnanimous and will not hold you accountable.
But I hope you won’t make another mistake and release Xinghai immediately, so that you can still gain the friendship of the Yan family and this elder. "
As he spoke, a terrifying aura was released from his body.
This aura is like the power of heaven, and it has surpassed the scope of Wuzong.
Great Wuzong!
There is no doubt that this silver-haired old man is a true great martial artist.
The others sighed when they saw this.
The fear of the children of big forces lies not only in their own strength, but also in their background.
Ling Yun is a peerless monster, but it is still impossible to kill Yan Xinghai.
No one thought that Ling Yun would go against the will of a great martial arts sect.
Ling Yun smiled: "I severely injured Yan Xinghai, should I be punished? This is a trial in Gushe Camp. I don't know, what authority do you have to punish me?"
The silver-haired old man frowned slightly and his expression turned colder: "Young man, it's a good thing to be arrogant, but being too arrogant can easily get you into trouble.
I am the elder of Gushe Mountain, the person in charge of this Gushe Camp. What authority do I have to punish you? "
Hearing this, Ling Yun was not afraid to restrain himself, but more sarcasm appeared on his face: "So, the rules of Gushe Mountain are actually nonsense. You, the person in charge, can break it if you want to?"
The expression of the silver-haired old man could not help but sink.
The so-called rules are originally set by people and are used to serve the upper class.
But there are some things that can only be done, not said.
Of course he would not admit Ling Yun's words, but a cold light shone through his eyes: "You dare to contradict your elders before you join me in Gushe Mountain. How can you really become a disciple of Gushe Mountain?
Listen to me, I am not discussing with you, I am ordering you. If you dare to be rude to me again, believe it or not, I will suppress you immediately? "
"Yeah?"
Ling Yun smiled even more wantonly.
Immediately afterwards, a cold look appeared in Ling Yun's eyes.
"I actually don't have any blood feud with Yan Xinghai. Killing him actually doesn't mean much to me."
Afterwards, people heard Ling Yun slowly say: "But what I hate most is being threatened, so congratulations on your success in making me change my mind."
Before he finished speaking, he grabbed Yan Xinghai's head and smashed it to the ground.
Bang!
Brain blood splattered everywhere.
A scalp-numbing voice sounded.
Yan Xinghai's head was smashed like a watermelon by Ling Yun.
All around, there was a sudden deathly silence.
Everyone felt as if their mind was exploding.
Ling Yun, he actually killed Yan Xinghai?
How dare he?
Ling Yun had no expression on his face, and calmly looked at the silver-haired old man: "Now, I kill him, what do you want?"
"Looking for death!"
The silver-haired old man's eyes were red, like an angry beast.
In an instant, a terrifying breath of overwhelming power burst out from his body.
The impact of this breath alone made many martial masters on the isolated island turn pale and stagger backward.
The power of the Great Martial Master can be seen.
Ling Yun's eyes were solemn.
With his current strength, it is indeed difficult to deal with the Great Martial Master.
Today, it seems that he will face a disaster.
But as long as he survives this disaster, he will make the silver-haired old man and the Yan family pay the price.
The silver-haired old man was not just talking.
He really did it when he said he would.
In an instant, he pointed a finger at Ling Yun from a distance.
This finger was just a tiny light at first, and then turned into a giant finger six meters long and half a meter thick.
The giant finger was extremely fast, and in a moment it crossed thousands of meters of the void and landed on the isolated island.
At the same time, the phantoms of seven hundred ancient stars appeared above the giant finger.
A fatal crisis suddenly enveloped Ling Yun.
If he really had to fight head-on, Ling Yun would suffer a great loss.
So his best way to deal with it was to use Dijiang's body skills to deal with the silver-haired old man.
However, what made Ling Yun extremely angry was that the silver-haired old man was despicable and shameless.
The silver-haired old man's finger was not only aimed at Ling Yun, but also included Su Wanyu and others.
Once Ling Yun dodged, Su Wanyu and others would be the ones to bear the crisis.
In that case, Su Wanyu and others would definitely die.
