"Do you think today is my opponent with you, those of you, are you?"

Ling Yun glanced indifferently at the owners of the four major sects.

The four sect leaders of the four major sects are all late-stage warriors of the eighth level of the Tianwu Realm.

In addition to the previous three elders of the late Tianwu Realm, including Zhuge Ling, there were only a total of seven late Tianwu Realm warriors.

However, during the previous battle between Zhuge Ling and others and the Six-Winged Golden Peng, the elder of the Tianmo Sect in the late-stage eighth level of the Tianmo Realm had already died, which means that there are only six late-stage eighth level of the Tianmo Realm warriors living on the field.

Is it necessary to make Ling Yun surrender in this situation?

In Ling Yun's eyes, it's like a whim.

"Haha, what a big tone. Do you think you can do whatever you want in front of us after taking our move? We just now didn't even use half of the power of success. If we use all our strength, you will be crushed to pieces just now."

The leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect sneered at Ling Yun's words.

"Oh? Actually, I just deliberately used only one level of skill to play with you. With my strength, I can breathe and let you die without a place to die."

Ling Yun curled his lips.

Who can't brag?

"Why do you have to talk nonsense to him anymore? Since you have found this kid and the treasure may be on him, and he will not surrender, let's do it directly."

Wan Wutian, the leader of the Wanxiang Sect, had a cold look in his eyes.

The rest nodded.

The leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect, the murderous intent of the Demon Hall, suddenly started to sneer and smiled sinisterly. "Tell me, how do you plan to die?"

Ling Yun smiled indifferently, his voice was very firm and loud: "That's not simple, and I don't want my hands to be stained with too much blood. Why not just go to all the six old people in the late stage of the Tianwu Realm? Let me have fun with you six old people alone."

This sound fell into the ears of the onlookers around, making everyone unable to believe their ears.

"What did this kid say? I heard it right? He wants to fight six warriors in the late eighth level of the Tianwu Realm alone?"

"Wow, where does this kid get the courage? If he escaped by the six-winged golden penis, he might have a glimmer of life, but he wanted to use his strength to fight with six powerful men in the late stage of the eighth level of the Tianwu Realm, then he would definitely be seeking death."

"Young people nowadays can't recognize themselves too much, right? Don't he know that he is only at the seventh level of the Tianwu Realm? Even the Six-winged Golden Peng is no match for the sect leader. Do he think that the Six-winged Golden Peng obediently listens to him, his strength is stronger than the Six-winged Golden Peng?"

"Let's wait and see, this kid can't take three moves."

"Three moves? Do you think too much of him? At most one move, one move will die."

Various contemptuous voices kept ringing around.

"Boy? Have you heard their comments? Do you know how ridiculous you said just now? Fighting against six of us late-stage people in the eighth level of the Tianwu Realm? Do you think you are worthy? Just one person is enough to easily erase you."

Zhuge Lingsen shouted, the Wanxiang Gate.

"Oh? You can wipe me out if you walk out of someone? Then do you dare to stand up and wipe me out and try it?"

Lingyun smiled lightly, but the wind blew.

He likes such self-righteous people. He can hit people like this with one hit and one hit and one hit and one hit and one hit and one hit and one hit and one hit and one hit and one hit and one hit and one hit and one hit and one hit.

After Ling Yun finished speaking, Zhuge Ling was a little embarrassed and did not stand up immediately. He probably thought of Ling Yun's move to help Liuyi Jinpeng take their joint attack, and he felt a little afraid in his heart.

"Tsk tsk, since you don't have the will to stand up, then shut your mouth and don't fart."

Ling Yun shouted with great contempt.

This made Zhuge Ling very upset.

He is at least a warrior at the late stage of the eighth level of the Tianwu Realm? Would he be afraid of such a warrior at the early stage of the Tianwu Realm?

Wouldn't this be laughable if you say it out?

What's more, with the sect leader Wan Wutian and the others present, even if he is really not Ling Yun's opponent, Wan Wutian and others will definitely not stand idly by.

Thinking of this, Zhuge Ling's heart sank and stood up, shouting domineeringly: "Boy, don't be arrogant. Since you want to die in my hands, then the elder will fulfill your wishes today. Get out and fight with me."

"Haha, you are still like a man. It is your honor to be able to die in my hands."

Ling Yun took back the Ancient God Tower and took a few steps forward.

He seemed to have not taken Zhuge Ling seriously at all.

This made everyone even more surprised. Is this kid too confident? Or is he really capable?

With this question, everyone stared at the situation in the field.

They all want to see what the fate of Ling Yun will end up with?

"The king's ranks of martial arts, Taicang Futu's palm."

Zhuge Ling could no longer bear it, and he made a powerful move with one move.

He wants to wipe out Ling Yun in one fell swoop.

In an instant, a huge peak-like palm print condensed in front of him, and a barren breath flowed out from the palm print. This barren breath spread, causing some green trees under the mountain stream to wither and wither in an instant.

"die."

Zhuge Ling's eyes turned cold and murderous intent appeared on his body.

The murderous intent soared into the sky and wrapped the giant palm heavily. The so-called Taicang Futu palm scattered the mountains and rivers and slapped at Lingyun.

"That kid is dead."

"Elder Zhuge really had the intention to kill? The king-level martial arts master is too powerful. Among the ten major forces, there are only a handful of people who can master such martial arts."

"It seems that today's good show is coming to an end."

Everyone shook their heads and felt a little sympathetic to Ling Yun.

But Ling Yun was still unsurprising of favor and disgrace.

On the contrary, a strange and joking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You dare to pretend to be in front of me even if you have this little momentum? Let's see if I kill you with one move."

"The True Body Skill of Dharma Eyes, Xuanwu Dharma Eyes."

"The Secret of Intermediate Thunder."

Ling Yun is not stingy with his own methods.

Then a huge Xuanwu Dharma Realm appeared in everyone's sight.

But this time, lightning bursts burst out on the Xuanwu Dharma body.

The power of the mystery of thunder continues to surge, causing the already powerful Xuanwu Dharma phase to double.

Boom boom.

The giant palm fell on the Xuanwu Dharma image, but it was like an egg hitting a stone.

The giant palm instantly turned into a storm and was crushed into nothingness by Ling Yun's Xuanwu Dharma phase.

"What?"

Everyone was stunned.

This scene was something they never expected.

But what I didn't expect was that the Xuanwu Dharma image turned into a ray of thunder and rushed to Zhuge Ling's body fiercely, knocking Zhuge Ling's body directly from the air down the mountain stream, and falling heavily on the cliff of a mountain stream, smashing a huge hole in the cliff.

Then, Zhuge Ling's figure never came out of the mountain stream again.

Even Zhuge Ling's aura became more and more empty, and finally the aura completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

Everyone was shocked.

Because they all know what this means.

This undoubtedly means that Zhuge Ling died just like that.

He was actually killed by Ling Yun with just one move?

How is this possible?
Chapter completed!