Chapter 238 Bei Ming Sword Technique

High in Gushe Mountain.

Chu Kuang was equally sluggish.

Next to him, Shu Yao and Li Yishui focused their eyes on him.

Not long ago, Chu Kuang swore that Ling Yun could not break Gushe Cave.

As a result, in the blink of an eye, the Gushe Cave where Chen Kongque was located collapsed.

"Impossible, how is this possible?"

Chu Kuang found it difficult to accept.

"Madman, whether you can accept it or not, this is the truth."

Shu Yao's voice was a little dry.

"Doesn't this mean that he is a little Martial King, but his fighting power is comparable to that of a Martial Lord?"

Li Yishui took a breath and said tremblingly.

For a time, even these true disciples felt suffocated.

"This should be some kind of forbidden technique, right?"

After a long time, Shu Yao spoke again.

She didn't believe that Ling Yun really had this kind of strength, and thought that Ling Yun must have used some kind of forbidden technique.

The forbidden technique means paying a huge price and cannot be used multiple times.

Even this is a one-time overdraft secret.

"hope so."

Li Yishui and Chu Kuang were both a little distracted.

They knew that even if Ling Yun really relied on forbidden arts, they could not deny that Ling Yun's own strength was close to that of a martial master.

In the past, they prided themselves on being talented.

But in front of Ling Yun, he was completely beaten, and all the pride in his heart was gone.

As for the ordinary disciples, they were trembling with fear and were in awe of Ling Yun.

The appearance of such a monster in Gushe Mountain is almost like the arrival of a god into the world.

After Ling Yun left Mo Hechuan speechless, he didn't pay attention to other people's comments and walked straight into Gushe Cave.

This Gushe Cave is indeed extraordinary.

There are many ancient runes on the surrounding walls.

These runes are obscure and difficult to understand for others.

However, Ling Yun could recognize it at a glance.

"Is this the sword tomb engraved talisman?"

Ling Yun looked shocked.

Some ancient sects with long history often have their own unique talismans.

The reason for this is not to be stubborn and work behind closed doors.

Compared with words, engraved symbols can contain artistic conception better.

Usually, many martial arts artistic conceptions are difficult to express in words, and engraved symbols can solve this problem.

The sword tomb is even more remarkable.

This is an extremely mysterious force, which can be called the source of sword cultivation.

Ling Yun immediately realized that what was recorded on this Gushe Cave was probably a profound swordsmanship.

But at this moment, he had no time to analyze this sword technique.

His gaze was directed towards the end of the Gushe Cave.

Chen Kongque was sitting there.

Originally, her face was full of disdain and ridicule, thinking that Ling Yun was a reckless man.

Now, her expression was completely frozen as if she had been struck by lightning.

She never imagined that Ling Yun could really break Gushe Cave.

Is this still something humans can do?

For the first time in his life, Chen Kongque felt fear in his heart.

She is also a character.

"Ling Yun, I was wrong, I am willing to surrender to you."

Chen Kongque lowered his proud head.

This Chen Kongque is really decisive.

It is really rare for a woman to have this kind of character.

For a moment, even Ling Yun had to admire Chen Kongque.

"You are willing to surrender to me."

Ling Yun was not touched at all, and said calmly: "What about the humiliation suffered by everyone in Dongzhou Martial Arts Academy?"

While speaking, he walked up to Chen Kongque step by step and lowered his head to look down at her.

"Mistakes can be made up for, but Chen Kongque is the only one in the world. If you lose it, you will never have it again."

Chen Kongque tilted his head slightly, deliberately revealing his fair and slender jade neck, and exhaled Ruolan: "Ling Yun, am I not beautiful?"

"You are beautiful."

Ling Yun said truthfully.

Hearing this, Chen Kongque's lips curled up slightly, becoming more confident.

This kind of confidence comes not only from her ability to bend and stretch, but also from her strong confidence in her own charm.

She is the princess of the Dajing Dynasty and the peacock goddess in the hearts of men.

From a very young age, she actually knew how lethal she was to men.

Countless men are eager to conquer her, but because she is too powerful and noble, those men dare not show it.

Ling Yun is also a man, so she believes that Ling Yun is not immune to this.

But the next moment, Ling Yun's words made her expression freeze again: "But no matter how beautiful you are, what does it have to do with me wanting to kill you?"

Before Chen Kongque could recover, Ling Yun suddenly took action.

boom!

The power of thunder condensed and turned into a fist, blasting towards Chen Kongque.

"you……"

Chen Kongque was furious.

She had already bowed her head in submission, but Ling Yun actually attacked her, which was simply hateful.

But at this moment, she had no time to speak, so she could only quickly use her spiritual power to try to resist Ling Yun.

The great yin and yang heart meridian transfers spiritual power, which greatly overdrafts Su Wanyu.

Therefore, it can only be used once in a day.

But even so, the power of Ling Yun's own spiritual power was not something Chen Kongque could resist.

boom!

Chen Kongque was instantly blown away, causing a human-shaped indentation to appear on the wall behind him.

"puff."

She opened her mouth and vomited blood, her face was as white as paper, and her whole body collapsed to the ground.

With this blow, Ling Yun not only broke most of her bones, but also severely traumatized her internal organs.

When everyone outside saw this, they felt even more suffocated.

At this moment, they further understood Ling Yun's terror.

A true disciple like Chen Kongque, a low-level martial arts sect, was no different from a weak dog in front of Ling Yun.

This kind of power is really disappointing.

"Ling Yun, you dare to kill me? I am the princess of the Dajing Dynasty. If you kill me, you will become the complete enemy of the Dajing Dynasty."

Chen Kongque stared at Ling Yun resentfully.

"What's the problem even if we are enemies with Dajing?"

Ling Yun looked indifferent, "Besides, your Chen family cannot replace Dajing."

The Chen family is just the Dajing royal family.

From ancient times to the present, countless royal families have been overthrown.

If the Chen family insists on being his enemy, then he will not mind giving the land of Dajing a new ruler in the future.

"Wait a minute."

One wave has not subsided, and another wave has arisen.

Seeing that Ling Yun was unmoved and wanted to kill Chen Kongque, a man with thick eyebrows came running from Gushe Mountain.

This is an inner disciple.

"Ling Yun, after Senior Brother Mao learned about today's events, he sent an urgent message with a spiritual talisman, asking you to give him a face and let Chen Kongque go..."

The man with thick eyebrows said.

Before he could finish his words, a streak of blood spattered.

Poof!

I saw that Chen Kongque's chest had been pierced by Ling Yun's punch.

This Princess of Dajing, the true legend of Gushe Mountain, died on the spot.

The man with thick eyebrows was stunned.

Others around him also had their breath frozen.

Dead, Chen Kongque is really dead.

This Ling Yun doesn't know how to show mercy at all.

"Excuse me, who is this Senior Brother Mao?"

Ling Yun then turned to look at the thick-browed man and said coldly.

"Crazy, you're crazy."

The man with thick eyebrows said: "Senior Brother Mao, he is the number one true successor of my Gushe Mountain, the ninth level Great Martial Sect. No one has ever dared to disobey his words..."

"Noisy!"

Ling Yun's backhand was a punch.

This man with thick eyebrows was just a peak martial artist, far inferior to Chen Kongque.

Facing Ling Yun's punch, he was completely helpless.

boom!

Under the horrified gazes of the people, the body of the thick-browed man exploded into a mist of blood and completely shattered into fragments. It could be said that no bones remained, and both body and soul were destroyed.