Chapter 572 Discipline Hall

Bang!

Ling Yun came behind Song Yang like lightning.

Song Yang had no time to dodge and was kicked over by Ling Yun, and his face came into close contact with the ground.

Getting up from the ground, Song Yang's face was even more horrified.

"Ling Yun, don't go too far."

He stared at Ling Yun and said fiercely: "I am the direct disciple of the Iron Master of the Inner Camp. If you dare to harm me, the Iron Master will not let you go."

"Can the direct disciple of the Iron Master break into other students' residences and commit crimes at will, and can be lawless?"

Ling Yun smiled coldly.

There was no fear on his face.

Before he finished speaking, he had come in front of Song Yang and stepped on Song Yang's neck.

"No..."

Song Yang's eyes widened.

Ling Yun had no mercy or hesitation, and his foot suddenly exerted force.

Suddenly, Song Yang's throat was crushed by him, and he died on the spot.

Song Yang's followers around were frightened to death after seeing this scene.

This Ling Yun was too cruel.

In the past, they had bullied many people with Song Yang and had hit a wall.

But before that, their fights with other students were limited to fighting each other, at most breaking hands and feet, never killing people.

Moreover, in most cases, it was Song Yang who bullied others.

Even if they hit a wall, those people knew that the Iron Coach was standing behind Song Yang, so they didn't dare to make things too difficult for Song Yang.

This led to the fact that even if Ling Yun defeated Song Yang before, they thought that the matter was over.

No one thought that Ling Yun would kill Song Yang directly.

Shen An, who was not far away, had just regained consciousness, but he saw such a horrible scene and was frightened to faint again.

"What's going on? What are you doing here?"

Suddenly, a cold voice came.

Everyone present was shocked.

Swish!

They all turned their heads and immediately saw a group of aggressive warriors in brocade clothes coming towards them.

Discipline Hall!

Luo Feng's face changed drastically.

"Ling Yun, these are people from the Discipline Hall. They may not be here with good intentions."

The Discipline Hall is the law enforcement agency of the Fu Tu Camp. Anyone who violates the rules of the Fu Tu Camp will be punished by the Discipline Hall.

He felt so bad because the person in front of this group of Discipline Hall members was Chu Xinghui.

Chu Xinghui is the discipline captain of the Discipline Hall.

And he knew very well that Chu Xinghui and Ling Yun had a deep grudge.

Killing people in the Fu Tu Camp is a very serious matter.

Under normal circumstances, if Song Yang broke into their residence, they had the right to kill Song Yang.

But this kind of thing depends more on how the Discipline Hall judges.

If the Discipline Hall holds on to this matter and says that Ling Yun is guilty, then Ling Yun will really be in big trouble.

"The people from the Discipline Hall are here."

"Quick, brothers from the Discipline Hall, come and give us justice. Ling Yun, this devil, killed Brother Song Yang. You must not let him go."

Song Yang's followers shouted excitedly as if they saw a savior.

"Murder?"

The people from the Discipline Hall and the onlookers all changed color when they heard the words.

"It's outrageous. How could someone be so bold as to kill someone in the Buddha Camp?"

"Don't you know that fighting is prohibited in the Buddha Camp?"

The members of the Discipline Hall shouted angrily.

"Ling Yun, you are so brave!"

Chu Xinghui was delighted, but he stared at Ling Yun with righteous words on his face.

When he spoke, he had already led the people from the Discipline Hall into the yard and surrounded Ling Yun.

Ling Yun frowned.

The timing of Chu Xinghui's appearance was too coincidental.

He really didn't believe that there was such a coincidence.

However, Ling Yun still didn't care.

He had no regrets about killing Song Yang. If he didn't kill such a scum of the world, it would be a pollution to the world.

"Why don't you say anything?"

Chu Xinghui became more and more arrogant. "Tell me, who gave you the courage to kill people in Futu Camp? You have to know that this is Futu Camp, not the lower world where you are. It is not a place where you can do whatever you want just because you have some strength."

He was really happy in his heart.

Except for the monster in the inner camp, he was the number one alchemist in the inner camp.

As a result, Ling Yun appeared and surpassed him in alchemy.

This made him extremely jealous of Ling Yun, and he was thinking about how to destroy Ling Yun all the time.

Unexpectedly, God treated him so well and gave him a chance so soon.

If he didn't kill Ling Yun this time, he would not be called Chu Xinghui.

Ling Yun had a blank expression on his face: "The rules of the Futu Camp are that we cannot fight each other, but what happened today was that Song Yang broke into my residence without permission. What I did was just self-defense."

"Will self-defense kill people?"

Chu Xinghui sneered and directly accused Ling Yun of a big hat, "You are clearly disregarding the discipline and deliberately killing people. You are provoking my Discipline Hall."

"Then according to you, Song Yang forcibly broke into my residence, and I can only let him do whatever he wants?"

Ling Yun looked at Chu Xinghui indifferently.

His eyes made Chu Xinghui even more unhappy.

At this moment, Ling Yun was not only not afraid of him, but also dared to look at him with such contempt, which made him angry.

Chu Xinghui's expression suddenly became ferocious: "Ling Yun, no matter how sharp your teeth and mouth are, you can't erase your crime of murder. I'll give you one last chance. Surrender immediately and don't force my Discipline Hall to do it yourself."

"Chu Xinghui, as a member of the Discipline Hall, you just convict me here without any investigation. Are you worthy of being the captain of the Discipline Hall?"

Ling Yun was not afraid to laugh back.

Chu Xinghui's eyes flickered.

But he was also unusual in that he quickly thought of new rhetoric.

He immediately said disdainfully: "You are wrong. I have not convicted you. I just want you to follow me back to the Discipline Hall and accept the review."

The cold light in his eyes became even stronger.

As long as Ling Yun arrives at the Discipline Hall, it is not up to him to decide how to convict Ling Yun.

Ling Yun shook his head: "Chu Xinghui, if you want to avenge your personal vengeance, just say so directly. There is no need to say it so grandly here."

"Presumptuous, I see you are so stubborn, do you really think you are so great?"

Chu Xinghui's eyes were spitting fire, "Although Song Yang is not weak in talent, he has only practiced for more than 20 years so far, and his strength is in the middle and lower reaches of the inner camp. Do you think that defeating him will despise the inner camp and the Discipline Hall?

Today, I will show you how strong the real inner camp core disciples are! "

When he spoke, the aura on his body had exploded.

Seventh-level Martial Saint!

This Chu Xinghui is a seventh-level Martial Saint.

"Hands of Fire!"

Violent flames surged out of Chu Xinghui's body and turned into a big flaming hand, grabbing Ling Yun.

He is indeed a master of the inner camp of Futu Camp.

He was clearly a seventh-level Martial Saint, but the strength he displayed was comparable to that of a peak Martial Saint.

With this blow, his strength was infinitely close to one billion pounds.