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Chapter 49 Kill this kid

"not good."

Ling Yun's expression changed and his body shot out of the cave.

Suddenly, more than a dozen figures were seen rushing from the jungle in the distance.

Lei Ming and others also walked out of the cave and saw dozens of figures, their faces became cold.

According to Lei Ming's introduction, the two people at the forefront of these figures are the other two elders of the Feihu Martial Arts Academy, one is Li Qin, whose cultivation is at the third level of Xuanwu Realm; the other is Wen Yi, whose cultivation is at the fourth level of Xuanwu Realm.

The people behind them are naturally many disciples of the Feihu Martial Arts Academy.

What are you really afraid of?

"Lingyun, go quickly, let's leave these beasts from the Flying Tiger Martial Arts Academy to stop us."

Lei Ming said anxiously.

"No, I have to go together."

Ling Yun shook his head decisively.

Lei Ming continued to urge: "Lingyun, now is not the time to act irritating. We have no cultivation and cannot escape at all. We will only support your hind legs. You run away by yourself and return to the Xingchen Martial Arts Academy as soon as possible to inform you. Maybe everything is still in time. Let's help you block these people."

Ling Yun looked at Lei Ming and his heart was shaking.

He knew very well that it was better to let them stop the people of Feihu Martial Arts Academy than to let them die.

When it comes to the critical moment of life and death, one can best see a person's character.

Ling Yun didn't expect that Lei Ming would sacrifice his life for the Martial Arts Academy so much.

Since that's the case, he won't let these people have any trouble.

"Elder Lei Ming, just take your disciples into the cave first, and leave these people to me to deal with."

Lingyun is decisive and decisive.

Lei Ming was stunned? He looked at Ling Yun in disbelief, his eyes full of doubt.

"Since I dare to come back to save you, I must be sure. Just two elders from the Flying Tiger Martial Arts Academy are not worth mentioning."

Ling Yun added with a firm look in his eyes and confidently.

Lei Ming was moved by Ling Yun's firm eyes and did not say anything more. Then he took the other disciples back into the cave, while Ling Yun stood at the entrance of the cave, with a strong sense of a man's way to keep thousands of men out of touch.

"Boy, if you have a way in heaven, you don't go, if you have no way in hell, you have to break through. We have been looking for you for so long, but I didn't expect you to come here. Wait, why did Hong Lin die? Who killed him?"

At this time, all the people from the Feihu Martial Arts Academy were standing in front of the cave.

When Li Qin saw Ling Yun, he smiled sinisterly, but when he saw Hong Lin, who had no breath on the ground, he couldn't help but feel shocked.

Hong Lin is a second-level warrior in Xuanwu Realm, and no one here is his opponent.

"Don't be surprised. This old thing was killed by me. A mere second-level warrior in Xuanwu Realm dares to pretend to be garlic in front of me, which is simply a desperate situation. In addition, I would also advise you to go as far as you want. I don't want to kill people now, but if you are obsessed with it, then me, don't mind letting your hands get more blood."

Ling Yun's eyes were like eagles, and his face was filled with a very indifferent sneer.

It seemed that in his eyes, the Feihu Martial Arts Academy was useless.

Such behavior undoubtedly made the people in Feihu Martial Arts Academy vent their nostrils and laughed at them all.

"This kid is really proud."

"It's ridiculous to say something wildly when you die? It's so ridiculous."

"I think he must have used some side-door to plot against Elder Hong Lin."

Wen Yi, another elder beside Li Qin, was serious, and his lips moved lightly, and he said lightly: "We still have something to do today. Quickly eliminate this kid, and then bring the people from Xingchen Martial Arts Academy back to the imperial city and threaten Xingchen Martial Arts Academy."

"yes."

Li Qin nodded at Wen Yi, then glanced at the disciple behind him: "Do it, don't let this kid run away again."

Ling Yun raised his eyebrows, but still did not look afraid. He looked at Wen Yi, the current leader of the Feihu Martial Arts Academy, and asked coldly: "I'm very curious, your Feihu Martial Arts Academy is so determined to kill me? Are you not afraid that after killing me, my grandfather and even the entire General's Mansion will attack you?"

Ling Yun wanted to figure out who wanted him to die so much.

However, Wen Yi had no intention of replying.

Instead, he glanced at the disciples of Feihu Martial Arts Academy, and his eyes seemed to be saying, "Why are you still standing there?"

The disciples of the Feihu Martial Arts Academy understood it and immediately stopped delaying and rushed towards Ling Yun one after another.

Ling Yun's expression remained unchanged. Since Wen Yi and others didn't say it, let them speak with their strength.

Looking at the tide of the crowd, he not only did not hide, but instead took the initiative to fight.

The first article of the Batian Body Refining Art: Spirit Ape Transformation.

In an instant, Ling Yun's body was like a monkey, constantly shuttled among the crowd. With the Nine Steps of the Dragon, Ling Yun was left with only afterimages in the eyes of everyone, and his body was extremely flexible. The disciples of the martial arts academy didn't even know where he was.

Then Ling Yun took the opportunity to move and frequently shot out the giant ape fist that evolved from the spiritual ape.

Every punch is as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Whenever it hits a disciple, the disciple will be injured if he does not die.

Within just a few breaths, more than a dozen disciples fell to the ground and wailed in pain. The remaining disciples ran away and never dared to get close to Lingyun half a step.

"What? Ling Yun has become so strong?"

"The disciples of the Flying Tiger Martial Arts Academy also have at least eighth or ninth level of the Lingwu Realm. Even at the first level of the Xuanwu Realm, there are several, but in front of Ling Yun, they are like three-year-old children. Ling Yun is too terrifying."

The people from Xingchen Martial Arts Academy had never seen Ling Yun take action before. At this moment, they were all amazed when they saw Ling Yun's attacks.

Lei Ming's eyes were also shining with a glimmer of energy, and he said excitedly in his heart: "The younger generation is terrifying, this son must be extraordinary."

As for the people from the Feihu Martial Arts Academy such as Wen Yi and Li Qin, their faces became completely cold.

"Boy, I didn't expect you to be so fucked. Since that's the case, let me learn about it and see how much pounds you are, an ant."

Li Qin showed a cold smile and walked forward as he spoke.

But one hand suddenly stopped it.

The owner of that hand was Wen Yi beside Li Qin. A hint of coldness flashed in Wen Yi's eyes, and he glanced at Li Qin indifferently: "Li Qin, you are not his opponent. Let me deal with this kid myself."

Before he finished speaking, a fierce aura surged from Wen Yi's body. At the same time, he flipped his palm and a spear immediately appeared in his palm. A scorching sun-like light burst out from the spear, and the light surged everywhere, surging with a violent aura.

Immediately, he did not hesitate at all, jumped up with his toes, and then swooped towards Lingyun, like an eagle rushing out of his hole, giving people a sense of dominance that controls everything and controls life and death.

Looking at the spear that was growing bigger and bigger in his pupils, Ling Yun kept his usual calm.

There was another burning heat in the left eye, and the subtle green swelling surged on the surface of the left eye.

Wen Yi's fierce and rapid offensive slowed down, slowed down again...
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