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Eight hundred and forty seventh chapter king of monsters

Things went far beyond everyone's expectations.

Especially He Dong and others, they were extremely surprised.

Among their expectations, He Gang and others were not much stronger, and they had brought two middle-level warriors in the second level of Zhenwu Realm and three early-level warriors in the second level of Zhenwu Realm.

In any case, He Gang and others should have no room for counterattack.

But who would have thought that Cheng Yaojin would suddenly come out?

Who is this kid?

Why have you never heard of such a young beastmaster in the tribe where He Gang is located?

A beast master who can tame monsters at the Beast King Realm level is very rare even if he looks at the entire Leizhou.

At least in the entire Tianhuang Realm, the strongest beast master can only tame some holy beasts. Unless the famous few powerful beast masters in Leizhou may be able to tame some beast king realm monsters, but even that beast master will definitely not be able to tame so many beast king realm monsters.

The more he thought about it, the more strange and terrifying He Dong looked at Ling Yun.

"Do you know you're scared now? It's a pity that it's too late."

"Beast sons? Let's release your killings as much as possible."

A killing intention emerged in Ling Yun's eyes, and he immediately issued an order to the group of monsters in the Beast King Realm.

At that moment, Lingyun was like the king of monsters.

It was seen that the thirty or forty beast kings suddenly became ferocious, and then rushed up frantically towards the followers brought by He Dong. The atmosphere at the scene became tense instantly.

He Dong retreated repeatedly under the protection of the other two entourages. When the other entourages saw this scene, they looked shocked, but did not retreat. Instead, they showed their means and fought with them.

In an instant, the whole scene was in chaos.

Lingyun is not idle.

His targets are the two middle-level warriors in the second level of the Zhenwu Realm.

One of them could still let the black black Qilin King deal with it, but the other middle-aged man with a flat nose was difficult to deal with. He was the strongest person among all, and his strength was a little stronger than the white scales in the youth competition that day. He killed two beast kings one after another as soon as he made a move.

Ling Yun is the one who is keeping a close eye on him.

As long as he is killed, the rest will be the meat of the sword.

It was too late to say it, then it was soon.

Ling Yun took out the Thunder Hammer without any delay.

The Thunder Hammer shone with lightning and smashed down violently, and the power of the treasure surged out like a waterfall.

Then, carrying the power of the endless mystery of thunder, it slammed at the middle-aged man with a flat nose in an extremely violent manner.

"kindness?"

The middle-aged man was fighting with a beast king. He felt Ling Yun's attack. He backhanded and took out a spear. The spear collided with the Thunder God Hammer, blocking the Thunder God Hammer's attack, causing Ling Yun's tiger's mouth to hurt.

Ling Yun didn't expect that the other party's power would be so powerful.

But Ling Yun still teased and did not feel discouraged at all. Almost instant, the holy dragon ruler appeared in his other hand. The first inscription was immediately activated. The holy dragon ruler burst out with a strong power of the holy dragon and smashed it at the middle-aged man again.

Even though the middle-aged man was strong, he had to deal with the beast kings around him and Ling Yun's series of attacks. He could not handle it. In the end, although he killed several beast kings, he was injured by Ling Yun's Thunder Hammer and Holy Dragon Ruler.

After being injured, his combat effectiveness began to decline, so as time went by, the middle-aged man became increasingly unable to do so, and was eventually hit by Ling Yun with one hit and one foot, and was seriously injured on the ground.

Ling Yun was not merciful and continued to use his killer moves and quickly killed the middle-aged man with fierce means.

As soon as the middle-aged man died, the rest of the people were indeed powerless to resist.

As Ling Yun and the other beast kings continued to sing and sing, it didn't take long for all the followers to collapse to the ground and live a life.

In the end, only He Dong was left, standing there, trembling, and finally his feet became soft and he fell to the ground. His body was sweating profusely, and he saw Ling Yun in his eyes, as if he had seen a demon.

"this……"

Not just He Dong.

He Gang and others were all so scared that they couldn't say a word. Everyone was stunned and it was difficult for a long time to come back to their senses.

This scene is even more terrifying than when Ling Yun killed the group of bloodthirsty mad lions by himself.

These beast kings actually listen to Ling Yun’s words? Ling Yun is really a beastmaster?

thump.

I heard someone kneeling on the ground.

With a fixed eye, it turned out that He Dong had climbed up and then knelt down heavily.

"Fifth uncle, I was wrong. Please forgive me, I will apologize to you now."

He Dong kowtowed to He Gang a few times.

He Gang was stunned.

Then He Dong looked at Ling Yun again: "This uncle, you just said that as long as I am willing to kneel down and kowtow to apologize, you will spare my life. Now I have done what you said. Should you let me live without my life?"

Ling Yun didn't expect He Dong to be so greedy and afraid of death.

Seeing He Dong's ugly face at this moment, Ling Yun's disgust became even stronger.

But he really didn't plan to kill him.

If you want to kill, you will kill it together just now and you won’t let it survive until now.

He heard what He Dong meant before, He Gang's grandson, He Lin, had been detained. He Gang must have wanted to rescue He Lin and save He Dong's life. It depends on whether He Gang can use it.

only.

Death crime can be avoided, but living crime can't be escaped.

Ling Yun walked step by step to He Dong, and the aura on his body was as cold as a knife.

"Uncle, grandpa, ancestor, my poor life is not worth a lot. Why don't you let me have a way out?"

He Dong was so scared that he begged hard.

Ling Yun smiled jokingly: "Don't worry, I'm afraid that I'll get dirty if I kill you like this."

"Thank you for your life."

He Dong was full of joy.

"but……"

Ling Yun spoke again, but the smile on He Dong's face froze instantly: "But your grandfather sent someone to assassinate the tribe a few years ago, and broke a small hole in He Xun's dantian. Today I will also let your grandfather's precious grandson, that is you, taste the dantian being broken..."

Ling Yun said this sentence very lightly and did not let He Xun hear it.

But this statement hit He Dong's ears, which shocked He Dong.

Then he was almost desperate.

"No...no."

"Don't break my dantian, I beg you..."

He Dong begged for the most.

But it has no use.

Ling Yun's heart sank, and suddenly he suddenly raised his feet, and his spiritual power lingered in the position of He Dong's Dantian.

ah……

The screams of pig-killing sounded throughout the Mist Mountains.

Then He Dongman was wailing in pain and rolling all over the ground. The breath on his body continued to dissipate, and finally fainted from pain.

And his dantian was undoubtedly completely broken by Ling Yun.

From then on, even if He Dong could live, he would be a waste of martial arts, and it was almost impossible for him to embark on martial arts again.

But this is all his own fault.

No wonder anyone else.
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