Chapter 21: Ghost Vine Pill

"White Deer Fist."

What Ling Yun performed was the basic boxing technique of the White Deer Sect mastered by the original owner.

The same boxing technique, which is a basic boxing technique for others, obviously releases extraordinary power in Ling Yun's hands.

Fists and palms collided in an instant.

Boom!

There was a thunderous explosion.

What followed was a wave of air visible to the naked eye, centered on the two fists and spreading in all directions.

The powerful shock wave caused Ling Yun's feet to hit the ground and draw two eight-meter-long ravines backwards.

Looking at Yang Zhen again, he just staggered and took three steps back.

Ling Yun narrowed his eyes slightly.

He has already made a preliminary judgment on his current strength.

Now, in terms of strength, he is no less than a martial artist, but still not as good as Yang Zhen, a third-level martial artist, and probably about the same as Yang Tie.

It seems that his strength needs to be further improved, otherwise he will not be able to destroy the Wanxiang Sect.

Ling Yun was still a little dissatisfied, but Yang Zhen had already stirred up a storm in his heart.

He never imagined that Ling Yun's strength would rise to this level.

You know, Ling Yun didn't use any skills just now, she was just confronting him head-on. This was really terrifying.

The other Wanxiang Sect disciples present were equally shocked.

After the shock, their hearts became even hotter.

Under the Heavenly Sword Valley, what kind of amazing fortune did Ling Yun get?

For such a creation, no one can restrain greed.

"Little beast, you are really surprising me more and more. With such strength, no wonder you are so arrogant."

Yang Zhen's gaze was like a sword piercing Ling Yun, "But the more this happens, the more determined I will be to take you down. Anyway, I will let you see the true strength of a veteran martial artist like me."

A violent storm arose, and a terrifying aura erupted from Yang Zhen's body.

The next moment, a giant turtle appeared behind Yang Zhen.

This is the third-grade earth-based life soul, the violent rock turtle.

Above the violent rock turtle, there is a faint shadow of a mysterious star.

"The shadow of ancient stars."

Some Wanxiang Sect disciples worshiped Tao excitedly.

From a warrior to a martial artist, it is a transformation.

If you are promoted to a martial artist and your spiritual power reaches ten thousand kilograms, you can condense the phantoms of ancient stars.

Of course, not every martial artist can do it.

Some people who rely on elixirs to forcibly stimulate their potential and are promoted to martial arts masters may only have a few thousand kilograms of spiritual power when they become martial arts masters, and they will not be able to condense the phantoms of ancient stars.

Yang Tie is the best example.

The Yang Zhen in front of him can condense the shadows of ancient stars, which shows his terrifying strength.

"Destroy."

Yang Zhen clapped his palm again, and in an instant a giant rock palm formed and suppressed Ling Yun.

This giant rock palm, with a force of ten thousand kilograms, releases a terrifying aura and locks Ling Yun through the sandstorm, making Ling Yun unable to avoid it.

However, Ling Yun remained calm in the face of this terrifying attack.

From beginning to end, he never thought about escaping.

White Deer Fist!

Ling Yun used White Deer Fist again.

This time, his spiritual power was unreserved and completely exploded.

Almost at the same time, the giant rock palm struck and collided hard with Ling Yun's fist.

The terrifying energy storm swept dozens of meters in an instant.

The Wanxiang Sect disciples quickly retreated, not daring to resist the impact of the storm.

Some disciples who reacted slowly were knocked away after their retreating movements were just a little slow, causing them to vomit blood.

Looking at the center of the storm, Ling Yun's body was knocked away again and fell more than ten meters away.

The power of Yang Zhen's palm was so terrifying that even if Ling Yun exploded with all his strength, he still couldn't resist it.

However, Yang Zhen's situation this time is no longer as calm as before.

The giant rock palm was shattered by Ling Yun's fist, and the resulting rock fragments were rolled back, causing Yang Zhen to take seven steps back.

This scene shocked all the Wanxiang Sect disciples.

Yang Zhen is a martial artist who can strike out the phantoms of ancient stars, which is equivalent to a powerful blow of ten thousand kilograms.

With such terrifying strength, a mere warrior in Lingyun could not only resist, but also shake Yang Zhen?

Ling Yun did not pay attention to the Wanxiang Sect disciples, but stared at Yang Zhen.

There was blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

A martial artist like Yang Zhen who has accumulated a lot of experience is not as easy to deal with as Yang Tie.

Even though his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, he is still at a disadvantage when facing Yang Zhen.

"Damn beast."

Yang Zhen was even more shocked and angry.

He was beaten so badly by Ling Yun that he looked embarrassed, and in front of all the Wanxiang Sect disciples, he simply lost all face.

This made his face completely distorted, and he was truly irritated, and he roared: "If I don't peel off your cramps today, I, Yang Zhen, will be a martial artist in vain."

Ling Yun said nothing, but silently took out a White Bone Pill and drank it.

Suddenly, his injuries and spiritual power were recovering quickly.

He prepared three White Bone Pills, gave one to Su Wanyu, and left two pills.

So in this battle, his situation is not optimistic.

After all, the White Bone Pill was limited, and he had to find a chance to kill him. Otherwise, even if he finally killed Yang Zhen, he would have to pay a huge price.

As for whether Yang Zhen could be killed, he had never doubted this.

"kindness?"

Seeing Ling Yun taking the elixir, and the effect was amazing, Yang Zhen's face suddenly darkened.

He thought of the sect's insider arrangement in the White Deer Sect, who had said that Ling Yun had refined an elixir that could revive Su Wanyu who was about to die.

"No, we must fight quickly. We cannot give this little beast a chance to recover. Otherwise, if we delay it, even if I kill him, I will be severely damaged."

With a thought, a dangerous aura was released from Yang Zhen's body.

"What is this?"

Ling Yun had a keen sense of perception and sensed something unusual in an instant.

Without thinking, he retreated decisively.

Almost at the same time, the ground where Ling Yun was standing was broken, and a large number of half-meter-long stone spikes emerged.

It is conceivable that if Ling Yun reacted a little slower, his feet would be pierced by these stone spikes.

Yang Zhen didn't seem to want to give Ling Yun a chance to breathe.

Seeing that Ling Yun had escaped, although he was angry, his movements did not stop at all, like a tiger coming out of the mountain, he jumped towards Ling Yun.

Bang bang bang...

Yang Zhen was extremely fast and threw several punches in a moment.

Bao Dan Jin!

Ling Yun's reaction was also dissatisfied, and he responded in the blink of an eye, using Bao Dan Jin to resist Yang Zhen.

It was just that Yang Zhen's attack was too fierce, and Ling Yun was beaten back step by step.

Bang!

After dozens of punches, Ling Yun finally couldn't resist, and was punched away by Yang Zhen and crashed into a big tree.

Just at this moment, Jiang Can, who had been motionless, took action.

He snapped his fingers quickly.

Puff!

There was a pill hidden on the tree. As Jiang Can snapped his fingers, the pill exploded.

The pill's explosion was not powerful, but the powder after its explosion was quickly absorbed by the vines on the tree.