No one expected that Ling Yun would be so tough at this time.

"Kneel down to my knees."

Mo Wentian's face was extremely gloomy, and he approached Lingyun step by step, trying to crush Lingyun with his momentum.

"Let me kneel down? Hahaha, who dares to let me kneel down between heaven and earth? You are over 100 years old and have just been able to get a third level of spiritual martial arts realm. What qualifications do you have to shout in front of me?"

Ling Yun laughed, his body as if he was like a rock, and a strong aura suddenly surged out of his body.

Two auras collided in the field, and bursts of explosions burst out from the air.

The people around were filled with horror.

It’s because of Ling Yun’s crazy words.

It is also because of the unyielding and powerful aura that Ling Yun showed at this moment.

"die."

Mo Wentian walked not far in front of Lingyun, and his anger became stronger and stronger between his eyebrows.

He shouted coldly, and the pressure on his body turned into substance, slowly solidified in the void, then raised his hand and slapped it down like a mountain palm print, faintly bringing out a huge sound of breaking the wind.

"Elder Mo actually took action himself. This kid is absolutely dead this time!"

"If this is not dead, I will swallow the feces and commit suicide."

The crowd was talking.

Even Liu Ruyan and other female disciples who didn't want to see blood, they had closed their eyes directly when Mo Wentian saw that his extremely powerful palm was about to slap Ling Yun on the head.

However, they closed their eyes but did not wait for Ling Yun's screams.

When they opened their eyes in confusion, the scene in front of them surprised them.

Mo Wentian slapped the air with that palm.

And under the pressure of Ling Yun, he was able to distance himself from Mo Wentian.

Moreover, at this moment, Ling Yun's aura became cold and sharp, like a sharp sword unsheathed, making people feel chilled.

Immediately, the sword in his hand happened to pass through a beautiful arc in the air. Wherever the arc passed, it seemed as if even the space was broken.

Then, a purple thunder dragon suddenly appeared in the broken void of space.

The thunder dragon roared and fell down, impartially, hitting Mo Wentian's head.

"Crackling."

A series of critical strikes sounded, Mo Wentian howled, fell to the ground, and his whole body twitched.

The people around him were covered in muddy minds, and they were frightened to the outside and tender inside.

What terrible means is this?

Mo Wentian struggled to stand up. His face was ferocious and his hair was raised high, but his eyes looking at Ling Yun were filled with fear: "How could your strength...become so strong?"

Ling Yun smiled coldly: "Everything is possible."

The martial arts of the world are only fast and cannot be broken.

What Ling Yun just used was the Dragon Martial Sword Technique he created in his previous life.

This set of sword techniques not only has the ultimate speed, but also has an amazing power.

As long as you activate it, the body speed can be increased several times, and the power of the sword technique will never disappoint.

When Lingyun moved it to the extreme in his previous life, he could condense tens of thousands of thunder dragons. Even in the divine realm, this set of sword techniques was also quite scared by other immortal emperors, let alone in this mortal world.

However, Ling Yun's strength is still too weak now. He has only reached the Lingwu Realm, and at most he can only activate a thunder dragon.

But Ling Yun was confident that when he used this move now, he could easily kill him as long as he was not three or four levels higher than him.

Mo Wentian is only two levels higher than Ling Yun. If Ling Yun hadn't shown mercy, he would have been a corpse now.

At the same time, outside the crowd, several teenagers were walking from the inner courtyard at this time.

"Brother Yun Lie, why should the Dean really accept that kid as his personal disciple as you said? You have been the core disciple of the Dean for three years, and you have no credit and hard work. Everyone in the Martial Arts Academy unanimously believes that you are the best candidate for the Dean’s personal disciple."

A servant whispered in the ear of the boy in front of him.

The young man named Yun Lie suddenly felt cold in his heart, and there was a little displeasure hidden between his eyebrows, and he said coldly: "If you want to take away the position of my master's personal disciple, that kid must have made ground on Tai Sui's head."

At this point, Yun Lie saw the crowds surrounded by the Star Martial Tower and asked suspiciously: "What's going on?"

"Brother Yun Lie, you don't know what luck that wasteful man Ling Yun has left today. He actually broke through the nine-story Star Martial Tower. However, he also destroyed the laws and regulations of the Martial Arts Academy. Now he is confronting the Law Enforcement Hall without knowing what is going on."

The servant replied.

"What? Lingyun? That waste from the Nine Heavens Jue Vein? He broke through the ninth floor of the Star Martial Tower?" Yun Lie felt a little cold in his heart, and his eyes suddenly became cold. "He is the person I am looking for."

...

Among the crowd, Ling Yun and Mo Wentian were tense.

"Lingyun, although I don't know what you learned from the sidelines, you will destroy the rules of the hospital first and hurt the elder later. When I inform the elder of the inner court of the matter, you will wait to accept the heavy punishment of the Martial Arts Academy."

Mo Wen was so furious that he almost went wild.

The dignified elder was defeated by a registered disciple. What kind of face did he use to meet others in the future?

"Haha." Ling Yun sneered: "Don't ask the sky, you are still so obsessed with it now."

Without further ado, Ling Yun had another sword.

A purple thunder dragon condensed and fell from the sky.

In the world of martial arts, martial arts is the most respected.

If you don't accept it, you will be beaten to the point where you accept it.

If you don’t accept it, then kill it!

"Miscellaneous, do you dare?"

Mo Wentian's eyes widened, and his spiritual energy surged out from the ground, and he suddenly slapped at the purple thunder dragon.

However, his little bit of power was like touching a stone with an egg in front of the Dragon Martial Sword Technique.

Crackling.

Accompanied by flashing lights, Mo Wentian's chrysanthemums tightened, their whole body twitched again, and their faces were charred, as embarrassed as they were.

"Now, do you still think I'm guilty?"

Ling Yun asked lightly.

"Little beast, I'm going to kill you."

Mo Wentian's anger attacked his heart, and his murderous intent suddenly arose.

I think of him as the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall and many disciples of the Martial Arts Academy. Who would have seen him bow down and please him to the extreme, but today he was taught a lesson by Ling Yun, the stinky brat, in front of so many people.

A soldier can be killed but not humiliated.

He had to kill Ling Yun in order to find his place and majesty in the Martial Arts Academy.

At this point, Mo Wentian released the murderous intent on his body without reservation, and his body rushed up like a cheetah. His extremely fierce attack, like a sudden lightning attack, was rushing towards Lingyun at lightning.

"I don't know what's the point, what's the use of leaving an elder like you in the Martial Arts Academy? Die for me."

Ling Yun glared at his eyes and was completely angry.
Chapter completed!