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Chapter six hundred and twentieth eighth resignation

When I heard the other person's words, I saw the other person's ugly behavior of bullying others with power.

Lingyun felt chill in his heart.

Can he hand over Xiaojiu? Then it becomes someone else's delicacy?

How is this possible?

"If you have the guts, just move me?"

Ling Yun's eyes were extremely cold.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect it to be a slutty bone. I've been seriously injured all over. How dare I be so arrogant?"

"I think he doesn't cry until he sees the coffin."

"Let me tell him that he is just a lamb that is only slaughtered."

The disciples of Qingcheng Cliff all scoffed at it.

One of the disciples at the sixth level of the Tianwu Realm stood up and blasted out a palm coldly, trying to slap Ling Yun into a meat pie with one palm.

Lingyun was not panicked, and a green light surged in his left eye.

"Psychedelic Demon Eyes, Secret Eye Techniques, Phantom Killing."

As Ling Yun shouted softly, a green light burst out in his left eye instantly, wrapping all the disciples of Qingcheng Cliff at the sixth level of the Tianwu Realm, making the disciple's world instantly turn into a green world.

There are green shadows everywhere.

These green shadows are like dreams.

Like a ferocious holy beast.

Like a violent alien.

Like a strong man in blood.

Next moment.

They all fought fiercely towards the disciple's body from all directions.

"ah……"

Only a scream was heard, and the disciple was seriously injured on the ground, rolling all over the ground, feeling in pain.

"Although I was seriously injured and could not mobilize my spiritual power, I am not a cat or a dog that can be arrogant in front of me. If you know the truth, it is best to get out of here immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

The psychedelic demonic eyes under the eyes of the Destroying God is undoubtedly the only way Ling Yun can do now.

Lingyun could only rely on it to shock these people.

If it can really shock you, it will naturally be better. If it can't shock you, Ling Yun will have nothing to do.

But these people in Qingchengya were obviously not scared.

Even though they were all shocked by Ling Yun's secret technique of pupil technique, they did not scare them.

Especially the elder Yan Chong, who was at the eighth level of the Tianwu Realm, was not only not scared, but also shone with luster in his eyes.

"Boy, I didn't expect that you can not only control a holy beast, but also master the eye technique. So you must have many other treasures on you. If you hand over those treasures and the Fire Phoenix, we may be able to keep you a whole body."

Yan Chong continued to force Ling Yun with a surging momentum.

Within his words, the aura of the early stage of the eighth level of the Tianwu Realm in his body was released without reservation, and then turned into pressure and pressed heavily on Ling Yun.

Ling Yun's body was seriously injured, but now under such pressure, he felt like he was trapped in a quagmire of courtesy, making him suffer indescribable.

Puff puff.

In just a moment, Ling Yun couldn't help but squirted several mouthfuls of blood.

Even the consciousness became a little blurred under such oppression.

"Can you hand over it?"

Yan Chang smiled indifferently, and a cold curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The next moment, his eyes suddenly discovered the pair of earth-level treasure boots on Ling Yun's feet.

"Tsk tsk, I'm actually wearing a earth-level treasure on my feet. This good thing is just a waste of money on you. Let this elder cut off your feet and let this treasure boot reflect on my feet."

Yan Chong looked greedy, and then he had a big knife in his hand.

The big knife was raised high and slashed fiercely at Ling Yun's feet.

Ling Yun was powerless and watched the sword fall down, and a trace of despair was already revealed in his confused eyes.

"Clang clang."

But before the sword fell completely, it was hit by a sudden palm print attack in the air. The palm force shook the trajectory of the sword falling in Yan Chong's hand, thus protecting Ling Yun's feet.

"Who?"

Yan Chong and others frowned and looked into the air.

I saw several figures floating in the air. The leader was also a man in his forties or fifties. His martial arts aura was also in the early stage of the eighth level of the Tianwu Realm, but there were more than a dozen people behind him, which was much stronger than the few disciples behind Yan Chong.

"Is it you? Gu Kun from Wunian Sect?"

Yan Chong and others' expressions were condensed.

But Gu Kun did not pay attention to Yan Chong and others, but looked directly at Ling Yun.

"This little brother, did you burn the Wunian Sect's Wunian Sect's Wunian Sect's Wunian?"

Gu Kun asked.

Ling Yun nodded gently.

"Who gave you this talisman paper?"

Gu Kun continued to ask.

It seems to be for confirmation of some information.

"Gu...sm."

Ling Yun replied slowly in a weak voice.

He didn't expect that the people from Wunian Sect would really come.

"Is it...Xiao'er? I remember that after Xiao'er returned to the sect from Wanhuo Villa, he did mention to me that he gave the unthinked talisman paper to a genius boy from Wanhuo Villa. Could it be... this boy?"

At this point, Gu Kun and the rest of Wunian Sect hurriedly landed on the ground and blocked Ling Yun.

"Yan Chong, this little brother is my friend of Wunian Sect. If you are tactful, leave here immediately. Otherwise, we wouldn't mind seeing the true sign with you on the sword."

Gu Kun has a firm attitude and a cold expression, and cannot be denied.

Yan Chong knew that his people were not opponents of Gu Kun and others, so he naturally would not choose to fight head-on, so he immediately took the rest of the people away.

But when leaving, he did not forget to say coldly: "Gu Kun, let you Wunian Sect be arrogant for a few more days. Sooner or later, you Wunian Sect will kneel down under my Qingcheng cliff."

Yan Chong's words made Gu Kun and others look angry.

When one of the disciples saw Yan Chong and others leaving, they asked in an atmosphere: "Elder, why should we let them go? With our strength, we can kill them."

"Don't act recklessly. This area is closer to Qingcheng Cliff after all. If we can avoid making trouble, try not to cause too many troubles. After all, the next battle with Qingcheng Cliff is the most important battle."

Gu Kun replied lightly.

Then he asked Ling Yun with concern: "Little brother, are you okay?"

"I...is okay. Thank you... thank you... you guys."

Before you could say both of you completely, Ling Yun had completely fainted.

"Elder, fortunately we happened to pass by here, otherwise this kid would undoubtedly die." A disciple joked when he saw this.

"Take him back to Wunian Sect first and take good care of him."

Gu Kun nodded first and then ordered.

...

Shortly after Gu Kun and others took Ling Yun out of the jungle, a figure came into the air and suddenly appeared at the place where Ling Yun was staying before.

"It's the aura of that boy. He has just been here."

The middle-aged man was slightly shocked and murmured.

If Ling Yun was here, he could recognize him at a glance, because this person was Xiong Er: Xiong Lin.

One of the three warriors in the ninth level of the Tianwu Realm who were chasing him.

"That kid was seriously injured and must not be able to escape. He is probably still nearby. Boy, I see how you escape from my palm."

Xiong Lin pondered coldly, and then carefully searched in the nearby area.
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