Chapter 281 Cutting off

Everyone looked over.

They immediately saw that the speaker was Chu Kuang.

Chu Kuang had already looked at Ling Yun: "Ling Yun, if you are still a man, accept my challenge, and don't hide like you did four days ago."

Ling Yun frowned.

He could barely consider Shao Zhongheng, a top martial arts master, as an enemy.

This Chu Kuang was just a clown, not even qualified to be his enemy.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Chu Kuang became more arrogant: "Why don't you speak? Are you afraid? If you are afraid, you should kowtow to me and admit defeat in front of the head, the heads and all the disciples."

When he said this, his voice was like thunder, and his momentum was like a surging river, which seemed extremely domineering.

When the last word fell, the air around him was like turbulent waves, revealing the figure of a giant elephant.

Seeing the figure of this giant elephant, many warriors in Guye Mountain were shocked.

"Ancient God Elephant Art?"

Even Mo Hechuan and other high-level people in Guye Mountain were moved.

The Ancient God Elephant Art is the sect-protecting art of Guye Mountain, but it is too difficult. No one except the Gushe Venerable has ever successfully practiced it.

No one in Guye Mountain expected that Chu Kuang could successfully practice this art.

There is no doubt that after practicing the Ancient God Elephant Art, Chu Kuang's potential will surpass Mao Chengzhi, the former first true disciple of Guye Mountain.

Mo Hechuan soon showed surprise.

This is really a sudden turn of events, a blessing from heaven.

Originally, Mao Chengzhi was hit by Ling Yun and lost his soul. He left Guye Mountain and his whereabouts were unknown. Ling Yun became a disabled person again.

He had no hope for this ancient competition.

As a result, Chu Kuang actually practiced the Ancient God Elephant Art, which gave him hope again.

In this way, he could not be too harsh on Chu Kuang.

Even if Chu Kuang killed Ling Yun, he had to turn a blind eye.

A master of alchemy is very important.

But Mo Hechuan is more concerned about the ancient competition.

"Lingyun, if you have the courage, don't be timid, accept Chu Kuang's challenge."

"Are you really afraid?"

"Are you still a man..."

At the same time, after Chu Kuang spoke, there was a clamor of excitement all around.

Obviously, there are many people in this Guye Mountain who are unhappy with Lingyun. Seeing Lingyun in trouble, most of them are happy to add insult to injury.

Rumble...

Before Lingyun could answer, something strange happened.

Guye Cave suddenly trembled.

The mountain shook.

The terrifying aura gushed out from the depths of Guye Cave like a flood.

Then, a horrifying scene appeared.

The mountain above Guye Cave suddenly broke and tilted downward.

This mountain occupies one-third of Guye Mountain, with a height of no less than 100 meters, a diameter of tens of meters, and a weight of no less than 50 million kilograms.

If it really pressed down, most of the people around Guye Cave would probably die.

Even Mo Hechuan's face changed.

Even he couldn't stop the mountain from collapsing.

And the first to bear the brunt was Ling Yun, who was closest to Guye Cave.

People seemed to have foreseen that Ling Yun would be crushed into pieces in the next moment.

Ling Yun didn't even raise his eyelids, but clenched his fist and smashed upwards.

Bang!

This mountain, which even Mo Hechuan was helpless against, was blown up by Ling Yun on the spot, turning into countless gravel and powder, and scattering in all directions.

Despite this, it still caused damage to many Guye Mountain disciples, but it was obviously much better than the imagined consequences, at least no one died.

Stunned!

Everyone around was stunned for a moment.

Mo Hechuan and other Guye Mountain high-level officials were also struck by lightning, and it was hard to believe what they saw.

A mountain weighing more than 50 million pounds was blown up by Ling Yun's punch?

Didn't they say that Ling Yun had become a cripple?

But the power Ling Yun showed just now was even more terrifying than when he was at his peak in the past, and it was almost comparable to the time when he used his secret technique to explode.

The elder Shao Zhongheng's body shook violently, and his face turned pale.

Only Wu Wenbo was very excited.

He had long been disgusted with the sect's treatment of Ling Yun.

But his words were not taken seriously, and his words had no effect at all.

Now, the power of Ling Yun's punch would definitely make those two-faced people in Guye Mountain regret it.

Ling Yun, who blasted the mountain, seemed to have done nothing, and easily brushed off the dust on his body.

He still looked like a useless person without any cultivation.

He didn't care about the reactions of the people in Guye Mountain around him, and looked at Chu Kuang indifferently: "You want to challenge me?"

Chu Kuang had already been scared to the point that the blood on his face had completely faded, and he was trembling all over.

"I...I..."

He was sweating all over his face, stammering, trying to say something, but his tongue seemed to be knotted, and it was difficult to even say a complete sentence.

"Why are you mute? Weren't you very arrogant just now, and you wanted me to kowtow to you and admit defeat?"

Ling Yun became more and more calm.

Chu Kuang could no longer bear this kind of pressure, and knelt on the ground with a plop.

"I'm wrong, I'm wrong, Ling Yun, I was blinded by lard, please don't remember the villain's fault, don't bother with a rubbish like me."

He cried bitterly, kowtowed in fear and begged.

The other warriors of Gushan Mountain were suffocated when they saw this.

However, now no one despised Chu Kuang.

It was really that Ling Yun was too terrifying.

The moment before, people thought he was a useless person, but the next moment, he burst out with a might comparable to that of gods and demons.

"And you, one by one, why are you all talking?"

Ling Yun glanced around.

Wherever his eyes passed, the spiritual pressure swept unscrupulously.

"Puff puff puff..."

The disciples who had shouted happily before vomited blood one after another, and were directly crushed by Ling Yun's spiritual pressure, causing their internal organs to be injured.

"Master, you and I could have gotten along well, after all, you were nice to me before."

Ling Yun looked at Mo Hechuan, "But now, my fate with Guye Mountain is cut off from now on..."

He was halfway through his speech when Shao Zhongheng couldn't help but interrupt: "Ling Yun, it was my Guye Mountain that was wrong about this matter, but no matter what, Guye Mountain is your sect, you..."

Before Shao Zhongheng finished speaking, Ling Yun's eyes turned cold: "Noisy."

Boom!

The mighty pressure rushed towards Shao Zhongheng in an instant.

Under this mighty pressure, Shao Zhongheng, a top martial sect, actually felt extremely small.

When the pressure came, he was even more horrified and his body flew backwards with a bang.

"Puff."

Shao Zhongheng fell dozens of meters away and vomited blood.

Ling Yun's spiritual pressure alone severely injured him.

Seeing this scene, other high-level people in Guye Mountain were almost scared to death.

"Shao Zhongheng, who do you think you are? I am talking to the head of the sect, and you have the right to interrupt?"

Ling Yun looked down at Shao Zhongheng coldly.

However, Shao Zhongheng did not dare to show any anger, and said in panic: "It's my fault, I shouldn't interrupt."