Everyone knew that Mengwu was angry.

Ling Yun's strength surprised him.

But it made him even more unhappy.

This is not surprising.

he.

Mengwu.

The pride of heaven.

Even in the Nine Sects, it is a key existence to cultivate.

Have you ever lost to someone who is lower than him?

today.

This is the first time I have encountered this situation.

This is undoubtedly a great shame for him.

He wants to wipe out the shame with his own hands.

The breath keeps rising.

The murderous intent rose up.

Meng Wu's temperament was completely different. He exuded a fighting spirit that was no better than me. Just by sweeping away, the people of the Xin clan were all despised.

Everyone in their hearts involuntarily felt a sense of fear.

"The phoenix and phoenix fight halberd, May unite."

Meng Wu grabbed the battle halberd in his hand and, above the battle halberd, the power of the weapon was burst. After the five full moons condensed, they quickly merged into one, making the already terrifying offensive even more terrifying in an instant. Even the surrounding void space began to be torn apart at this moment.

This is not over yet.

Meng Wu obviously did not intend to give Ling Yun any chance to breathe.

He wants to destroy Ling Yun in one fell swoop.

It was seen that his handprints were swirling rapidly, and his sealing method was unpredictable. Golden lights continued to spread out on his body, like a scorching sun, lit up all around in golden color.

The next moment, his eyes suddenly condensed, and the golden light condensed, and finally gathered into a golden seal platform. The seal platform was only the size of a fist at first, but as Meng Wu's spiritual power continued to pour into it, the seal platform became larger and larger.

In just a moment, it turned into the size of a towering mountain.

"Mengwu actually showed this method."

"I don't believe that boy still has a way out."

"Mengwu's combat power is indeed extraordinary."

People from the Meng clan are all proud of Mengwu.

Both methods are powerful.

In any case, Ling Yun has only one way out this time.

Unless he admits defeat.

But Ling Yun did not have any intention of admitting defeat.

Although his eyebrows were a little solemn, he had no intention of retreating.

"With this little trick, I want to fight with me?"

"Get back to your Meng clan and go play with Niba."

Lingyun's story is about the storm.

This made the Meng clan stunned.

Did this kid... get kicked in the head by a donkey?

Meng Wu has used two powerful methods, but he said that it is just these methods?

So self-righteous?

So overestimating one's own abilities?

What else can you say when you die?

Even the people from the Xin clan thought that Ling Yun was too careless.

That offensive momentum is extraordinary.

It's not something that can be followed by any means.

At least if Ling Yun used the previous means to defeat Xin Mo to deal with Meng Wu's two sets of offensives, he would definitely be seeking death.

Even the people of the Xin clan were worried about Ling Yun.

after all.

They now bet on Ling Yun.

"Don't tell me these nonsense, because I never talk too much to the dead?"

"Die me."

Meng Wu has already regarded Ling Yun as a dead person.

As soon as the words were finished, Meng Wu swept out with his right hand and slapped away with his left hand seal.

In an instant.

The two sets of offensives rushed straight to Lingyun with a destructive momentum.

The sound made everyone around him horrified.

However.

Ling Yun's mouth curled up with a playful smile.

seem.

He still didn't take Mengwu's offensive seriously.

Moreover, not only did he not retreat, he also fought forward.

However, this time Ling Yun did not use the Qiankun Ancient Sword again.

Instead, he took out the Holy Dragon Ruler and the Seven Divine Gate at the same time.

"Then let's see if your means are strong? Or mine."

When Qingyan drank, Ling Yun was not stingy with his own methods.

"Dragon Raid Magic."

"The mystery of the second peak thunder erupted."

"The mystery of the first peak wind burst out."

As Ling Yun activates the Dragon Raid magical power, endless spiritual energy from all directions pours into Ling Yun's body, making Ling Yun's body instantly like a little giant.

At the same time, the thunder and storm that had already erupted on their bodies were lingering at the same time, making them look even more terrifying.

"Seven divine gates, three divine gates open."

At the same time, the seven divine gates were thrown into the sky, and the three divine gates of heaven and earth were opened with a bang.

Ice lion beast soul.

Nine Infant Giant Ape.

Fire Qilin.

All three beast-type war souls ran out.

What Ling Yun did not expect was that with the blessing of the Dragon Raid magic, the momentum of these three beast-type war souls was actually much stronger than before.

All three beast-type war souls were under Ling Yun's order and rushed towards Meng Wu's two sets of methods.

And the moment these three beast-type battle souls rushed out, Ling Yun's body also snatched out.

While snatching out, Ling Yun also activated the fourth inscription of the Holy Dragon Ruler.

Meng Wu wanted to defeat Ling Yun in one fell swoop.

Ling Yun also had this idea.

That's the case.

Then just look at who is stronger and who is weaker? See who can win whom?

"What? Are those... two holy artifacts?"

"My God, who is this guy?"

Whether it was from the Meng clan or from the Xin clan, he was completely confused when he saw Ling Yun suddenly taking out two holy weapons.
To be continued...