Chapter 212 Killing the Top Prodigy
"Don't be afraid, no matter how strong he is, he can't burst out such power continuously."
Seeing everyone wavering, Yi Shaohan shouted: "Quick, don't give him a chance to breathe, take advantage of his overdrawn, and kill him as soon as possible."
This really worked.
After a while, the Tianjiao regained their composure and attacked Ling Yun again.
"Heavenly Sword."
Ling Yun snorted coldly.
The mysterious nine styles combined with the Heavenly Sword suddenly burst out with a stronger power.
With one sword, many Tianjiao were blown away.
Among them, another Tianjiao was unable to dodge and was killed by Ling Yun with one sword.
The second Tianjiao fell.
This is just the beginning.
Once the murderous intention is aroused, it is not so easy to eliminate it.
Ling Yun was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and took the initiative to kill the Tianjiao.
Except for the top Tianjiao, they could barely fight him with one or two moves. Other Tianjiaos were like chickens and pottery dogs when they met him.
Ten breaths later, Ling Yun had five more wounds on his body.
In exchange, four Tianjiao died.
Including the two Tianjiao before, a total of six Tianjiao were killed by Ling Yun.
This Vajra Ancient Temple, which is extremely solemn and holy, is now stained with blood and full of blood.
"Hand of Storm, kill!"
The sky above the Vajra Ancient Temple was suddenly covered with clouds and a storm.
It was Yi Shaohan, the son of the storm.
While other Tianjiao were fighting Ling Yun, he hid in the dark and brewed a big move.
The storm outside had actually been brewing in secret for more than ten minutes, and it just broke out completely at this moment.
This explosion was extremely powerful.
After all, this was a top Tianjiao who had been brewing an attack for more than ten minutes.
In the sky, six hundred and fifty ancient star phantoms descended.
In the entire Vajra Ancient Temple, dark clouds and storms intertwined, as if the end of the world had come.
With the appearance of the hand of storm, it was more like a calamity from the sky, which made people suffocate.
"Die."
Yi Shaohan laughed triumphantly.
Under normal circumstances, he could not be Ling Yun's opponent.
After all, in a normal battle, Ling Yun would not give him more than ten minutes to prepare.
But this battle was not fair.
He did not need to fight Ling Yun alone.
In front of him, there were more than ten Tianjiao as shields, and he could hide behind them and plot against Ling Yun.
Boom!
The Hand of Storm, with its world-destroying power, pressed down fiercely on Ling Yun.
Ling Yun looked up suddenly.
There was no fear in his eyes, only murderous intent.
He had long been disgusted with Yi Shaohan.
Now the other party dared to play tricks in secret, and his patience was completely exhausted.
"Since you want to die, I will fulfill your wish!"
Boom!
The fifth of the Nine Thunder Styles.
The rolling thunder power surged wildly.
In an instant, the spiritual power in Ling Yun's body was pushed to 5.8 million pounds.
But Ling Yun still felt it was not enough.
He did not want to defeat Yi Shaohan, but to kill Yi Shaohan directly with a crushing advantage.
He did not intend to give Yi Shaohan any chance to escape.
Clang!
Without hesitation, he drew out the Heavenly Sword.
The spiritual power increased by another 1.8 million jin.
The Heavenly Sword merged with the fifth style of Thunder, and the power that burst out was 7.6 million jin.
The next moment, Ling Yun slashed out with a sword.
Then, a shocking scene appeared.
A thunder sword light burst out from Ling Yun's Heavenly Sword.
This thunder sword light instantly tore apart Yi Shaohan's Storm Hand.
"What? This is impossible..."
Yi Shaohan was shocked.
Then he realized that something was wrong and wanted to escape.
But Ling Yun's thunder sword light still had great power, and did not give him a chance to escape, and slashed directly.
"No..."
Extreme fear appeared in Yi Shaohan's eyes.
At this time, he was really scared and really regretted it.
Regretted that he should not have offended Ling Yun like that.
But everything was too late.
Swish!
Yi Shaohan's body was directly cut into two pieces by Ling Yun's thunder sword light.
Blood splattered.
The two pieces of the body fell to the ground.
All the Tianjiaos around them felt their hearts shrink and their breathing freeze.
When the Xuanwu Secret Realm was first opened, the Tianjiaos knew that this secret realm was very dangerous.
But no matter what, no one thought that the top Tianjiaos would get into trouble.
After all, every top Tianjiao is a legend of the time. They have experienced countless lives and deaths to have their current reputation and achievements.
But at this moment, the two pieces of Yi Shaohan's body on the ground undoubtedly tore people's original ideas apart.
Dead.
Yi Shaohan, the young master of Sun Moon Island, the son of the storm, died just like that.
The Tianjiaos who were still murderous before were like falling into an ice cave, their souls and bones were cold.
The death of the five Tianjiaos did not make them sober.
Now, the death of a top Tianjiao instantly frightened them.
"Don't stop, kill him quickly, he must have been overdrawn, don't give him a chance to breathe..."
The eyes of the Blood Moon Prince were red.
The death of Yi Shaohan obviously caused him a huge stimulus.
However, the more this happened, the more he was eager to unite everyone and kill Ling Yun.
Obviously, if they don't join forces, no one will be able to check Ling Yun.
He has no chance to get involved in the opportunities in this ancient temple.
Before he finished speaking, his scalp suddenly tingled, as if he was being stared at by an ancient beast.
He turned his head subconsciously and saw Ling Yun's eyes, which had locked onto him.
"Not good."
The hairs of Blood Moon Prince suddenly stood up.
But he had no time to dodge.
Quick.
Ling Yun's speed was too fast.
When Master Xueyue found that Lingyun had locked onto him, Lingyun had already appeared in front of him.
Bang!
The ultimate killing fist.
Lingyun did not use the Heavenly Sword and the Nine Thunder Styles at the same time.
That would consume too much spiritual power.
Even if he had a strong foundation, he could not withstand such consumption.
But using only the ultimate killing fist was equally powerful.
A punch was thrown, and the air exploded.
Master Xueyue's chest sank with a bang, and it was unknown how many bones were broken.
Then, he had no power to resist and was blasted back.
This attack was not as terrifying as the previous sword, so Master Xueyue escaped.
Even so, he was seriously injured and lost his combat effectiveness.
"Attack together."
Jiang Ye shouted.
The other top geniuses did not hesitate and attacked at the same time.
Jiang Ye, Zhao Qier and Xing Ye Tong, the three top geniuses, launched a fatal attack on Lingyun at the same time.
Jiang Ye's body was further raised, becoming a four-meter giant, his skin was stretched to cracks, and he was obviously overdrawing himself.
Zhao Qier and Xing Ye Tong were the same.
The former condensed a cloud giant, causing blood to flow from the corner of his mouth.
Xing Ye Tong wiped his eyes, and blood immediately flowed from his eyes.
This is his ultimate secret technique, the Eye of Night.
However, he has not yet fully mastered this secret technique, and now he is barely performing it, with a huge load.
For a moment, Ling Yun seemed to be in a huge crisis.
"Nine Thunder Styles, Sixth Style."
Ling Yun was motionless.
Boom!
The Nine Thunder Styles were pushed to the limit by him, and the spiritual power surged to 6.6 million jin.
This is really the beginning.
Then, the Heavenly Sword suddenly flew out of his body.
Flying Sword Technique!
The spiritual power increased by another 1.8 million jin.
In an instant, the spiritual power released by Ling Yun reached 8.4 million jin.
This is an unprecedented terrifying concept.
In an instant, people saw a flying sword circling in the air like a dragon.
Then all the attacks on Ling Yun were defeated.
