Chapter 766: Vulnerable

"Ma Yu, this is my Xia family's mountain. What qualifications do you have to give it to others?"

Xia Heng scolded.

"It's ridiculous."

Ma Yu was not ashamed, but said confidently: "Your Xia family owed so many debts in the past, and I helped the Xia family to pay them back. This mountain is the money your Xia family paid back to me. Why can't I give it to others?"

"Nonsense, my Xia family used to be rich and powerful, but later it was wiped out, and the industry was divided up by the Ma family and other major families. Only you owe my Xia family a debt, how could my Xia family owe you a debt."

Xia Heng was cold and sarcastic.

He was really cold to Ma Yu.

Because the Ma family and the Xia family are old friends.

Xia Heng also knew that he could not keep the Xia family's industry.

So the Xia family's industry was divided up by the Ma family, and he never thought of pursuing it.

Out of trust, he also gave the Xia family's mountain to Ma Yu for safekeeping.

Who would have thought that this Ma Yu was so greedy and shameless.

"I said your Xia family owed a debt, so your Xia family owed a debt."

Ma Yu snorted coldly, "I am not afraid to tell you that I have already presented this mountain to Lieutenant General Zhan. It is useless for you to come to me. If you have the ability, go and talk to Lieutenant General Zhan."

Xia Heng turned his head and looked at Zhan Minghe.

"Ma Yu is right. Your Xia family's mountain is right here with me."

Zhan Minghe smiled coldly, "From the looks of you, do you want to take back the Xia family's mountain? Very good, as long as you can take my move, I will return this mountain to you, how about it?"

Before Xia Heng could answer, Ling Yun said, "I told you to slap your mouth immediately and apologize to Xia Heng. Are you deaf?"

Zhan Minghe was already very angry with Ling Yun.

Now Ling Yun did this to him again, which instantly exhausted his patience.

"Looking for death!"

Bang!

Zhan Minghe suddenly attacked.

His figure pierced through the void, stirring up circles of air ripples.

To others, it was just a flash of afterimage in the air, and then Zhan Minghe appeared in front of Ling Yun.

"Fire Cloud Palm!"

Zhan Minghe's palm seemed to turn into flames and blasted towards Ling Yun.

Unexpectedly, facing Zhan Minghe's attack, Ling Yun did not dodge and remained standing.

Suddenly, Zhan Minghe's palm landed firmly on Ling Yun's chest.

"So rubbish?"

Zhan Minghe was stunned.

He thought that this Ling Yun was so famous and had shown great strength when fighting with him before, so he should be a real talent.

When he attacked, he was ready for Ling Yun to dodge and even calculated how to continue the next round of attacks.

But he didn't expect that this Ling Yun was so rubbish that he couldn't even dodge his attack.

Obviously, in Zhan Minghe's view, the reason why Ling Yun stood still was because he attacked too fast, so he couldn't react.

It is estimated that Ling Yun's strength was so strong before, and he also used some kind of overdraft secret method.

"This Ling Yun is indeed a puppet on the stage..."

When thinking this, Zhan Minghe suddenly became sluggish.

He found that his palm did not blow Ling Yun away.

Not only that, he felt that he was not hitting a human body, but the hardest cold iron.

Ling Yun's eyes were indifferent.

This Zhan Minghe's strength is indeed extraordinary, worthy of being a half-step virtual realm.

The opponent's attack has a force of 15 billion jin.

However, now Ling Yun's physical strength is already on par with the virtual realm strongman, so how could he care about Zhan Minghe's attack.

Just relying on his physical strength and spiritual power, there are 20 billion jin, which is not something Zhan Minghe can shake.

"Not good..."

Zhan Minghe realized that something was wrong and subconsciously wanted to retreat.

Unfortunately, he only reacted now, and it was obviously too late.

Boom!

The terrifying power of spiritual power, like a raging flood, burst out from Ling Yun's body.

Ling Yun didn't need to use martial arts at all.

Just relying on the dual burst of spiritual power and physical strength, it was enough to easily crush Zhan Minghe.

Bang!

As expected, Zhan Minghe was repelled by the power in Ling Yun's body, and flew backwards hundreds of meters, knocking over more than ten banquet tables in succession, and finally fell outside the hall.

The originally noisy hall suddenly disappeared.

Everyone around was breathless.

Zhan Minghe's strength is unquestionable.

He is not only a half-step virtual realm, but also the confidant of the second young master. Without strength, it is impossible for the second young master to value him.

It is precisely because of this that people are still looking forward to this battle even though they know that Ling Yun is very powerful.

They even think that Zhan Minghe has a great chance of winning.

After all, Zhan Minghe serves the second young master, so he must have a lot of trump cards.

But people never expected that Zhan Minghe, who they thought was extremely advantageous, would be defeated so easily by Ling Yun.

Ling Yun did not make much of a move.

It was Zhan Minghe who took the initiative to attack Ling Yun and hit Ling Yun's body.

As a result, Ling Yun seemed to just shake his body and Zhan Minghe was blown away.

This was incredible.

Before, many people thought that Ling Yun was a puppet on the stage and that he had killed the four great nine-tribulation heavenly beings, but he was just a puppet in advance and was controlled by someone.

At this moment, people who had such thoughts seemed to have been hit in the head by someone.

How could someone with such a strong strength be a puppet on the stage.

Not only did they not overestimate Ling Yun's strength, but they greatly underestimated it.

Many people even had a terrible idea in their hearts, that is, looking at Ling Yun's strength, he might not be without the ability to fight against a strong man in the virtual realm.

"Impossible, how can you be so strong."

Zhan Minghe got up from the ground in a panic, staring at Ling Yun in disbelief.

"You can't even block one of my moves, where do you get the confidence to be so arrogant?"

Ling Yun shook his head, "I'm not interested in talking nonsense with you, slap me!"

"Don't go too far, I'm the confidant of the second son..."

Zhan Minghe glared at Ling Yun.

Pah!

Before he finished speaking, a slap sounded.

Zhan Minghe was slapped and flew out directly.

He covered his swollen face and looked at Ling Yun in shock and anger.

"Since you don't slap yourself, then I can only choose to help you."

As he said, Ling Yun slapped Zhan Minghe a few more times, slapping Zhan Minghe's mouth full of blood.

After Zhan Minghe's face was swollen like a pig's head, Ling Yun retracted his hand and said coldly: "Hand over the battle flag."

Zhan Minghe hated Ling Yun.

But he was not the kind of straw bag second generation ancestor, and he knew that a good man would not suffer a loss in front of him.

Besides, Ling Yun's cold eyes also told him that if he dared to resist, he would suffer a greater loss.

Immediately, Zhan Minghe gritted his teeth and took out a formation flag from the void ring.

Ling Yun grabbed the formation flag in his hand.

Then, he looked at Ma Yu.

Ma Yu panicked.

He had planned to kill someone with a borrowed knife, using Zhan Minghe's knife to deal with Ling Yun.

But he never thought that even Zhan Minghe was not Ling Yun's opponent.

But Ling Yun only glanced at Ma Yu, then retracted his gaze and sarcastically said to Zhan Minghe: "You think others are your dogs, but you don't know that you are just a knife in someone else's hand."

After that, he said to Xia Heng: "Let's go."