C766 Palm punch

Lin Xiang's speed was extremely fast, the green wind elemental spirit energy around his body was wrapped around his body, his footsteps were profound, causing one to be able to vaguely see a blurry shadow.

Ling Yun's expression was serene, his eyes slightly narrowed, he shook his head, and said with a low voice that only he could hear: "Slow, too slow!"

"Python Fist!"

's figure appeared behind him like a ghost. His fist was like a python's pounce and its pupils were cold and gloomy, like a viper's, as he punched towards the center of Ling Yun's back.

It was clear that he did not have the thought of showing mercy at all. In any case, with Ling Yun's physique, a single punch from him would not kill him.

As long as he did not die, Ling Yun would not admit defeat and he would be able to act to his heart's content, enjoying the pleasure of beating up a nation's storage monarch. This was something countless people could not do even if they wanted to.

The spectators were in an uproar, they were clearly shocked! No matter what, Ling Yun was a storage monarch of his own country, how could he be so ruthless.

Lin Xiang's face revealed a sinister smile, as if he had already seen Ling Yun's bloody appearance. With his speed, Ling Yun simply could not react, which also meant that Ling Yun would not be able to dodge this punch.

There were already people below the stage who could not bear to close their eyes and did not want to see the scene of the blood flowing out.

Ling Yun's expression remained calm, his gaze did not waver, feeling the fist wind behind him, he slowly raised his palm, and struck backwards!

Boom! *

Just as Lin Xiang was about to laugh wildly from the excitement in his heart, he suddenly felt that his fist was unable to move an inch, and was grabbed by a white palm. The glazed lustre of the hand was like an iron hoop, firmly holding onto his fist.

"Let go!"

Lin Xiang's face flushed red, his eyes were filled with anger and shame, he roared, Spirit Qi converging onto his fist, but no matter how much strength he used, no matter how much Spirit Qi he instigated, it was just like a clay ox entering the ocean, it disappeared without a trace.

He could even feel the spiritual qi in his body being sucked out uncontrollably, his meridians were aching, and cold sweat trickled down his face.

No one could see that there was an invisible vortex at the center of Ling Yun's palm.

"As expected of the Hungmeng Supreme Spell!" Ling Yun thought.

After obtaining《 Tai yin-yang meridian》 that was passed down through the Sovereign Pagoda, he did not give up on cultivating the Hungmeng Supreme Spell, because he felt that these two techniques were of the same level.

"This spiritual energy is too mixed." Ling Yun could feel the spirit energy that was being devoured, and was very dissatisfied in his heart. If his primordial spirit energy was compared to clear and spotless spring water, then Lin Xiang's wind element spirit energy would be like the water in a stinky ditch.

Ah!" "Let go.

The veins on Lin Xiang's face bulged, and he roared out loud, his fists constantly moving, as though he was trying to struggle free. His face was ferocious, and at the same time, fear filled his heart, in just a few breaths of time, the amount of spirit energy in the Qi Sea had decreased by more than three quarters.

Especially when he saw the calm and handsome face in front of him, his heart was filled with terror.

"I'll help you!" Ling Yun was very unhappy. It was his first time using the devouring characteristic of the Hungmeng Supreme Spell, but in the end, it devoured some unbearably complex spirit energy. After going through the transformation with the Sovereign Pagoda, he was only left with a small wisp.

With an indifferent tone, he suddenly released his grip.

Sensing that the shackled fist had loosened, Lin Xiang's face revealed joy, his eyes revealed a ruthless look, he wanted to take the opportunity to punch Ling Yun, but under the inertia, his body fell forward.

"You're so young, yet your mind is so vicious. You can't be left alive!" The sinister expression could not be hidden from Ling Yun, and he immediately sneered. His fist turned into a glazed color, shining with the light of the stars as it flew towards Lin Xiang's chest with the force of the wind.

"Shatter Rock Fist!" His fist was glowing with a glazed light, as if it was imbued with stars, bringing about a gust of wind that struck Lin Xiang's chest.

Ka-cha! * Puff …

The sound of bones shattering resounded, and was extremely ear-piercing. Lin Xiang's chest caved in, and like a broken bag, his body flew out, blood splattering across the sky.

As he was in midair, the referee, who had long been shocked by the scene just now, clearly saw that Lin Xiang's four limbs had suddenly emitted an explosive sound, and then, softly drooped down.

Boom! *

With a loud noise, Lin Xiang's body heavily smashed onto the stage, as though he was a pile of mud.

The people below the stage were in an uproar, all of this happened too quickly! From the moment Lin Xiang turned into a gust of wind and attacked Ling Yun, only ten breaths of time had passed, and the result was already out.

All of them looked at the young man who was shaking his head lightly and Lin Xiang who was lying on the stage like mud on the ground without moving, their eyes were filled with disbelief.

Is this true? We're not dreaming?

They cried out in disbelief in their hearts.

Immediately after, deafening sounds rang out as countless people excitedly shouted out loudly. The sounds of slapping and screams resounded throughout the entire plaza.

Lin Xiang who was just pretending to be arrogant just now, had been completely forgotten as he laid on the stage.

"This stinking brat, he really has given me face, haha!" On stage number one, Ling Zhan excitedly slapped Qin Yang on the shoulder and laughed. He never thought that Ling Yun would lose, but he never thought that he would lose so easily.

"This boy …"

Ling Ao was also in a daze. He knew that Ling Yun had started to break through the shackles of being unable to cultivate just two months ago, which meant that he had only cultivated for two months.

But there was a trace of laughter in his eyes, with Ling Yun's cultivation level, the pressure on him had lessened, I believe that the other brothers who were thinking of his position have calmed down for a while.

"No, that's the Strong qi. I didn't expect him to break through to Rank two so quickly." Old Marshal Tie's mutterings travelled over, causing Ling Ao to be stunned once again.

"Hu!"

Wen Sheng exhaled lightly, a cold smile appearing in his eyes, as long as it was not spirit qi, so what if his body, even if he managed to reach Rank two.

It must be known that the further one went, the harder it was for them to cultivate. Without resources, it would be extremely difficult for Ling Yun to achieve anything with his current condition.

"Like I said, in these two months, how can he not have any Spiritual Qi at all to break through to Martial Master?" Ling Ao also exhaled a breath of air. It was unknown what sort of feeling he had in mind, it was as if he was depressed, or as if the world didn't have that kind of demonic mentality.

On Stage Five, a figure appeared beside Lin Xiang like a ghost. Looking at the latter's miserable state, the figure was speechless for a long time.

"Don't worry, he won't die!" Even though he is ruthless, he is still young, so he should be able to teach him a lesson. " Ling Yun's calm voice came out.

The referee's mouth twitched violently. 'F * ck, can you not be so old? He's young, but you don't seem as old as him!?'

Also, teach me a lesson. Are you just casually teaching me a lesson? You broke all the meridians in his four limbs.

But he had nothing to say, since Lin Xiang was the one who had struck first, and furthermore, Lin Xiang had displeased him greatly.