Three hours passed.

Four hours passed.

However, Ling Yun still did not appear for a long time.

Everyone was full of expectations before, but now they were very angry.

"What the hell is that kid doing? Did he really hide like a turtle shrouded?"

"His grandma, I came early in the morning just to watch them fight, but I waited here for a few hours."

"He found him together in this cultivation tower."

...

With deep dissatisfaction, everyone took action.

Many disciples flocked into the cultivation tower and knocked on the door one by one, just to find Ling Yun.

But it still has no use.

Each room of the cultivation tower is like a secret room. Only a specific key can be opened, otherwise you will not think of opening it. Although all the disciples are angry, they dare not destroy the cultivation tower, so they dare not break into one room after another.

What's more, who knows if there are any other disciples in some rooms who are practicing at critical moments. If an inadvertent person will lead to others being deviled, or something else, it will be bad.

Therefore, everyone just searched roughly in the cultivation tower, but still did not find Ling Yun.

...

When the wind was surging outside, Ling Yun meditated quietly in a training room.

There were four space rings in front of him, and the large number of precious mysterious medicines and rare spiritual medicines inside had been consumed at this time.

His body was majestic, and he felt like he was trapped in a state of selfless cultivation.

Above his head, there was a raser formed by forty-eight raser daggers.

A trace of thunder and lightning continued to surge out from it, inextricably linked to Ling Yun's body.

Suddenly, the thunderstorm dissipated, and forty-eight thunderstorm short swords landed on the ground in front of Ling Yun.

At the same time, Ling Yun's closed eyes suddenly opened, and two spurts of spurts burst out from Ling Yun's eyes in a flash.

He suddenly got up like a lion awakening, with awesome momentum.

But Ling Yun's face was filled with gloom: "Damn, although I have refined a lot of elixirs, since I had just entered the late stage of the fourth level of the Tianwu Realm before, my body cannot absorb all the effects of the medicine in such a short time. So I am still a little short of the fifth level of the Tianwu Realm."

Ling Yun spared no effort to practice these three days. He planned to use these three days to improve his martial arts cultivation to the fifth level of the Tianwu Realm, but he did not expect that the result was not satisfactory.

However, Ling Yun was not very discouraged.

Because he has not lost other gains in these three days.

First of all, his spiritual power has become much purer. The one-fifth dantian that had been expanded before has now been expanded to two-fifths.

This is not the most important thing.

More importantly, Ling Yun practiced Lei Yao Zhen Killing Sword to the extreme.

Now he can exert ten-level tremor force, that is, thousands of tremor force.

The mystery of Thunder has also been upgraded from the primary mystery to the intermediate mystery.

Even the sword power of the true sword of Jiandao has improved a lot due to the previous battle with the four famous swords.

However, Ling Yun was not in a hurry to go out.

These people outside either called Ling Yun a grandson or a turtle with a head-shrinking turtle? Some even cursed even more unpleasantly.

Then Lingyun asked them to wait a little longer.

Anyway, although he said he wanted to compete with Feng Hai today, he did not say exactly when to compete. As long as he has not finished today, he would not be considered breaking the appointment.

So Ling Yun sat cross-legged in the room without hearing about the matter outside the window and began to continue to understand the sword's momentum.

And he also vaguely found the threshold for the half-step sword to reach the point of reaching the point.

Time passes again.

It was gone for two hours again.

The sun has begun to set.

Outside the cultivation tower, everyone was exhausted and complained about Ling Yun.

Some of them have left.

But most people refused to leave.

Because Feng Hai did not leave.

As long as Feng Hai did not leave, there would be a chance to go on this battle that they were full of expectations.

Moreover, they have been waiting for so long. If Ling Yun comes out after they leave, then wouldn’t they cry even more?

"Miss, that hero won't really... hide, don't dare to come out, right?"

Xiang'er was also feeling depressed in a loft in the distance.

"Xiang'er, go and notify Commander Wei and ask him to call the boy out. Humph, since that boy wants to hide as a soft boy, that lady doesn't want you to hide."

The idiot girl said a little angry.

She had been waiting for most of the day. She was full of hope for Ling Yun in her heart, but Ling Yun disappointed him so much.

"Wait, Miss, Feng Hai no longer plans to wait."

Xiang'er pointed outside the cultivation tower.

When he saw Feng Hai standing outside the cultivation tower, he could not bear it anymore. He shouted to the cultivation tower: "Lingyun, since you dare not come out to fight me, even if you lose the battle between you and me today, I hope that after you leave the cultivation tower, you can take the initiative to come to me, kneel down and apologize to me, and then admit that you are a waste."

After saying that, Feng Hai turned around and left.

Seeing this scene, everyone who came to watch the show was extremely unhappy.

I thought I could see a wonderful showdown, but in the end they waited for a whole day in vain.

Compared to calling Ling Yun a turtle in the future, they naturally hope to see the battle between Ling Yun and Feng Hai with their own eyes today. But once Feng Hai is gone, it means that today's battle may no longer be possible.

"Lingyun, if you don't come out again, I will curse your entire family's ancestors for eighteen generations."

"You grandson, you're just a glutton, right?"

"I wish you, the Ling family man, will be slaves for generations and the woman, will be prostitutes for generations."

“…”

Everyone was finally furious.

All kinds of unbearable insults began to ring.

It's just at this moment.

In the cultivation tower, a figure suddenly jumped out.

Although the speed is very fast, everyone knows that this figure is Ling Yun.

"You cursed my ancestors for eighteen generations, right?"

"Click."

Ling Yun walked to the person who insulted him and slapped him with a palm. The man's ribs were broken and he was in pain.

"What?"

Everyone was stunned and didn't react.

"You said I didn't grow it, right?"

"Then I'll let you really not grow..."

Ling Yun kicked the disciple hard in the crotch, causing the young man to lose his life on the spot and fainted from pain.

"You wish my Ling family men to be slaves for generations and women to be prostitutes for generations, right?"

"Go to die."

Ling Yun punched out and the disciple died directly.

The sudden scene scared everyone.

Ling Yun's sharp attack made the rest of those who said Ling Yun's bad words frightened, and they all weakened their feet and knelt down.

"I said last time that I'm just a waste, just shut up and don't mess with me. It seems that you don't have a good memory, right? When did I say I'm going to hide? Did I say three days ago that I'm going to fight today? Since there isn't, is it over today? Since there isn't, why are you climaxing? What are you insulting? Are you looking for death? "
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