Seeing Xin Mo performing the Five Phoenix Divine Slaughtering Hand, the people of the Xin clan were both surprised and envious.

Therefore, they even believed that Ling Yun could not have the capital to fight Xin Mo.

But Ling Yun was still unsurprising of favor and disgrace.

His expression did not change at all, as if he did not take Xin Mo's offensive seriously.

"Since I'm talking about one move, that's one move."

"It's one move whether you accept it or not."

"After this move, you will have a conclusion on winning or losing."

Ling Yun's expression suddenly shook.

As his voice suddenly sounded, he took out the Holy Dragon Ruler directly. The third inscription of the Holy Dragon Ruler was activated in an instant. At the same time, he also used the Dragon Raid magical power and the mystery of thunder to the extreme.

He knew that this was enough to deal with Xin Mo.

At least it is enough to deal with Xin Mo's move.

But what he wanted to know more was how terrible the attack that erupted from the third inscription of the Holy Dragon Ruler after he communicated with the spirit of the Holy Dragon Ruler and cast the third inscription to the extreme.

In an instant, the dragon power on the holy dragon ruler was vast, and endless dragon energy continued to surge out from it, and finally gathered into a dragon shadow. Even without the blessing of the Dragon Raid magic, the dragon shadow's body size was several times stronger than before.

When the Dragon Raid magic power was blessed, the dragon's body expanded several times again. In conjunction with the mystery of thunder that was also blessed by the Dragon Raid magic power, it instantly turned into a thunder dragon hundreds of meters.

This thunder dragon is much more terrifying than when Ling Yun transformed into a thunder dragon. At least the moment it condensed, the air from all directions seemed to solidify instantly.

Many people's fear in their bones is involuntarily emerging.

"This is……"

Everyone looked frightened,

They all felt that the means Ling Yun used was very terrifying.

It even made their scalp numb.

Just as everyone was surprised, the holy dragon activated by the third inscription roared out like a rocket, and in just a blink of an eye, it had already collided with the golden giant hand condensed by Xin Mo.

Rumble.

The endless sounds were deafening.

It makes all the world tremble and uneasy.

A terrible energy storm swept around.

Huge gullies can be seen cracking on the ground.

There was a cloud of smoke and dust at the scene.

The tents stationed around were instantly crushed to pieces.

The momentum was shocked, and the people of the Xin clan retreated one after another.

But even so, the eyes of the rest of the Xin clan never left the offensive for a moment. They all wanted to know what the result would be after such a collision?

But the next result scared everyone.

Because they saw that the extremely powerful golden giant hand used by Xin Mo was so vulnerable to Ling Yun's huge thunder dragon, and it was broken in an instant.

Although the thunder dragon power displayed by Ling Yun was offset by most of the momentum, the aftermath attack still hit Xin Mo, knocking Xin Mo's body for dozens of meters.

Although Xin Mo stabilized his body in time, his throat became sweet and a mouthful of scarlet blood still couldn't help but squirt out.

He... was injured.

On the other hand, Lingyun.

After the smoke and dust faded, the body stood there with a straight face, looking down on the whole audience as if it were independent.

No injuries.

Even his face became haggard without even consuming spiritual power.

Still so energetic and so arrogant.

"this……"

The scene was dead silent.

Everyone was so shocked that they couldn't speak.

This result.

They never thought about it.

Xin Mo... lost.

He lost to a young man in his twenties and a warrior who was several levels lower than himself.

But no one thinks Xin Mo is wronged.

Ling Yun is so weird.

Even Xin Sheng and the rest of the Xin clan saw Ling Yun's relaxed expression at this moment, they couldn't help but think that Ling Yun still had a trump card. Once he showed that trump card, Xin Mo would definitely have life worries.

"This...this is impossible."

Xin Mo's face was full of reluctance.

He used all the Five Phoenix Divine Slaughter Hands, and he had no reason to lose.

"Xin Mo, you really lost."

"So, tomorrow, my Xin clan and the Meng clan will make trouble Brother Ling Yun take action."

Xin Sheng came back to his senses from the shock.

This time, his attitude towards Ling Yun was completely different.

Not just being kind.

There was even a hint of respect.

If he said that he had just heard of the truth and thought Ling Yun was the pride of heaven, then now he had seen it with his own eyes. Can such a person grow up in the future?

If he doesn't have a good relationship with him now, it will probably be almost impossible for him to talk to him when he soars into the sky.

"Elder, he is not from my Xin clan, and he is not qualified to take action on behalf of my Xin clan."

"What's more, tomorrow's battle will be held in Fengwu Dojo. Only those who have Fengwu's bloodline and Fengwu treasure body, as well as practicing "Fengwu Jue", can step into it, and he can't get in at all."

Xin Mo said unconvincedly.

The family has promised that if Xin Mo can take action on behalf of Xin Hong, if he wins tomorrow's battle, the family will make Xin Mo an elder and be the first to refine and absorb some of the Fengwu Divine Vine.

Such a promise is too important to Xin Mo.

"Xin Mo, enough. You have lost, and if you lose, you have to be willing to accept the loss. As for what is the difficulty of saying that Ling Yun is not from my Xin clan? From today on, Ling Yun is a worshiper of my Xin clan, so you can be considered a member of my Xin clan."

"In this way, there is no risk that you will be exposed by disguising as Xin Hong."

"However, what you said is that you want to enter Fengwu Dojo tomorrow to compete. If Brother Lingyun can't enter, it seems that I can only rush to the Meng family's headquarters immediately and discuss with them the battle outside Fengwu Dojo."

"I hope they can agree."

Xin Shengdao.

Letting Xin Mo participate in tomorrow's competition is a risky move, and the success rate is too low.

Because not only is there a risk of identity exposure, but also with Xin Mo's strength, it is very likely that he is not the opponent of the Meng clan called Mengwu.

But Ling Yun is stronger than Xin Sheng, and Ling Yun is under 25 years old. It meets the requirements. It is even more foolproof to ask Ling Yun to replace the Xin clan.

If anyone else had chosen, he would probably have chosen Ling Yun.

"Elder Xin, don't discuss it anymore. I don't mind tomorrow's battles taking place in the Fengwu Dojo. Because I have actually mastered the "Fengwu Jue" you mentioned."

Ling Yun smiled lightly, then his body shook, and a scent of Fengwu that was not weak spread out...

Everyone was stunned.

Then they all looked at Xin Zhe, Xin Xia and Xin Beixuan.

The "Feng Dance Art" of the Xin family has never been said, and Ling Yun actually mastered the "Feng Dance Art". There is no doubt that it was passed on to Ling Yun by Xin Zhe and the other two.

But this is just right, there is no need to worry that Ling Yun will not be able to step into Fengwu Dojo.

When Xin Zhe and the other two saw the eyes of the Xin clan, they had no choice but to smile bitterly...
Chapter completed!