Wu Youling was about to speak when a sound suddenly came from outside the tent, and after a burst of noise.

"Is Zhang Xinci in this tent?" an arrogant male voice, but he didn't sound old.

"Sir, please stay. My lady is discussing important matters inside." Xiaodie stopped him. This person was not good and could not let him in.

"What are the important things? Haha, your Zhang family's goods have been donated, what are the important things to discuss?" The visitor sneered and didn't care at all.

"Sir, Cultivator...ah!" Xiaodie suddenly screamed and then the sound of her being kicked to the ground.

"Get out of here, you slut, dare to block my Opunk's path!" The voice sarcastically.

Wu Youling's beautiful eyes suddenly flashed with panic and worry. It was the first time she had encountered such a thing since Zhang Zhidong was not around. Although she was prepared, she still seemed a little helpless when she came. She was about to get up and go out, but Ling Yun grabbed her hand and shook her head at her.

At this moment, the curtain was suddenly lifted open, and a young practitioner with a gloomy expression appeared in front of the two.

"Zhang Xinci!" The young practitioner's eyes were immediately focused on Wu Youling, and did not hide the desire and greed in it.

In his eyes, this is just a delicacy in front of him. Sooner or later, if someone else wants to eat it, he will not eat it.

"Haha, you're here to make it easy for me to find." He pulled the corner of his mouth, raised his head, and glanced at Wu Youling's whole body with confidence in controlling the situation.

Wuyouling was wearing a green shirt and had a weak face, like a delicate green lotus, and was so beautiful.

Such a beautiful figure has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of many people in the caravan. Opunk thought about it day and night, and he pursued it several times, but was rejected by Wuyouling. He wanted to use strong skills, but due to Zhang Zhu's existence, he had to endure it.

Now Zhang Zhu, the only cultivator of the Zhang family, is dead. Wuyouling is just a mere mortal. Such a beautiful woman, Opunk has long been tempted by his heart, and finally gave him such a good opportunity.

As long as you start early, you are not afraid of not being able to grab it. By then, you have cooked the rice with a ripe rice. Will others be embarrassed to grab it?

Opunk's desire and aggressive gaze made Wuyouling's heart tighten and felt even more sad. As a mortal, he was so weak.

I took the initiative to abandon the goods. I thought there was less threat, but I didn't expect that I would still not be able to get safety. My appearance became a disaster. These righteous practitioners were usually hypocritical, but at this time they tore their faces apart and showed a beast-like posture.

Wuyouling knew that this Opunk was just the one who was most impatient. Behind him, there were many pairs of the same wolf eyes, waiting for him to fall into the trap.

"I wonder what happened to Lord Opunk?" Wu Youling stood up, bowed and asked calmly.

"Hahaha!" Opunk raised his head and laughed, "I'm here to help you. Be careful, your cultivator is here to see you.

I have never come back, so I must have died. You are a weak girl, and you can survive safely only by relying on me. Little poor, you don’t have to thank me. I am so kind, please follow me.

As he said that, he came forward to recruit people, intending to snatch Wuyouling from Lingyun.

Wuyouling's face was pale. After all, she was a girl. She had experienced too little things and couldn't help but take a step back slightly.

This delicate and pitiful appearance made Opunk's desire in his heart more and more proud.

"Miss, you can't follow him!" Xiaodie ran in, stretched out her arms, and bravely blocked Opunk in front of him.

Xiaodie's body was trembling slightly. She knew very well that she was afraid and she knew her cowardice. The one in front of her had always been a practitioner who looked at him differently.

She didn't know how she had the courage to stand in front of this person, but she knew that if she didn't stand up and protect the lady, then who would come to save them, and who would use morality to protect them?

Opunk was furious as if he had been swept away, and slapped Xiaodie with a snap.

Xiaodie fell to the ground, her cheeks became red and swollen in an instant. She was slapped and dizzy. Her ears were famous, and tears kept spinning in her eyes.

"Flutessy!" Wu Youling quickly squatted down, helped her up, and glared at Opunk, but Opunk opened his heart and imagined the silence and beauty of this moment.

"Miss, go quickly. Even if I die, I will never let you take Miss away!" Xiaodie struggled to stand up and stared at Opunk fiercely, with fear, anger, and excitement in her eyes.

A person will die, either as light as a feather or as heavy as Mount Tai. He can sacrifice for his friends and his ladies. Xiaodie feels that he doesn't seem to have any regrets.

"Bitch, I'll help you if I want to die!" Opunk was so angry that he raised his hand and was about to fall.

Suddenly, a big hand seemed to come out of the void and grabbed his arm suddenly.

"Who is it?" Opunk was shocked and looked closely and saw an ugly man dressed in a house slave holding his arm.

"It's so courageous!" Opunk's face twisted, full of anger.

Just a mortal! He actually dares to stop me! He is looking for death!

He wanted to retract his arm, but Ling Yun's hand was like iron pliers and did not move at all.

"Dog slave, why don't you let go?" Opunk was furious, his murderous intent suddenly rose, and was about to mobilize his spiritual power. Ling Yun suddenly smiled.

His face was covered with traces of burns and his appearance was extremely ugly. He sneered at this time, revealing a gloomy and terrifying meaning.

Opunk suddenly felt a sudden thrill, and Ling Yun had already let go and let him retreat.

Then

He raised his feet and kicked Opunk hard in the belly.

Bang.

Opunk only felt a huge force coming, messing up his abdomen and unable to resist it. The severe pain came, and his whole body felt like he was numb.

He flew out like a bag, broke through the tent, and landed on the ground, two or three feet away, and was unable to stand up.

The noise was a bit loud, and it was a strange thing to suddenly shoot a person out of the tent.

Everyone around the tent stopped to watch.

The curtains were torn apart.

Through this broken mouth, Wuyouling and Xiaodie saw Opunk lying on the ground without moving.

Both women were shocked.

Merchants have always been concerned about harmony and wealth, and sometimes they have to greet each other with a smile when they are wronged. Wuyouling has a bad background and has learned to endure it long ago and is used to living with his head down. Although there was once a spiritual master Zhang Zhu, he was a healing practitioner, and he could not help him alone. Many contradictions are resolved gently. The best is like water, and it is like the warm sun turning into snow.

Ling Yun's sudden kick was like a shocking thunderbolt. The steep cliff, without any slight easing, tough and domineering, and the advice was ostentatious. The fierce and violent force was far beyond the expectations of the two women.

Opunk lay on the ground, stunned for a few breaths. Then the severe pain in his abdomen aroused his strong shame and resentment!

I was kicked by someone, and the person who kicked me was just a slave to the other party!

"Bastard, you dare to kick me! How dare you kick me? You are a lowly mortal, you are dead. I want to tear you into pieces!!" Opunk roared anger and stood up from the ground, his spiritual power kept rolling.

His face was so angry that he blushed, his teeth gritted, and his eyes were filled with anger, as if he was a wild beast that he chose to eat.

"Die for me!" He stepped forward and rushed towards Ling Yun frantically.

Ling Yun took a steady step forward, held his head up and stood up, blocking the two women.

Opunk rushed towards him and suddenly jumped high, two feet above the ground, and then dived towards Lingyun.

"I'm going to make you a meat pie!" he screamed, stretching out his palms.

Under the action of the martial arts, his pair of palms suddenly expanded more than three times, bringing out a fierce sound of wind and violent force, and slapped Lingyun hard, really taking his life.

If Lingyun is really a mortal, he will definitely be slapped by Opunk's two palms and die on the spot.

However, he is not a mortal.

Not only is he not, he is also a high-level spiritual practitioner.

Not only is he a high-level spiritual practitioner, but he also retains a water demon spiritual power at the peak of the spiritual master in his cyclone.

Since he was promoted to the Spiritual One, Lingyun's cyclone can carry some water demon spiritual power. Especially during the period when the beast group is frequently attacking, Lingyun will store a water demon spiritual power in case of an accident.

Therefore, although Ling Yun is a high-level spiritual master, his combat power is definitely not like this.

And this Opunk is just a beginner-level spirit.

call!

The strong wind blew on the face, shaking the two women's hair buns.

Watching Opunk from heaven like a god

Then he descended, slapped his palms, and his mighty power was extremely strong, and Xiaodie's face turned pale.

Wuyouling was in a panic and couldn't help but speak out: "Be careful!"

Ling Yun sneered, bent his index finger and flicked it gently.

Threadworm.

A spiral bone gun suddenly shot out and soared into the sky.

"What?!" Opunk was shocked, and he was in a mess and quickly dodged.

The bone gun pierced his defense, pierced his shoulders, stuck on the swelling bones of his shoulders, bringing out a bunch of blood.

The severe pain came, and Opunk stopped and landed on the ground in a mess.

"You are actually a cultivator!" He screamed, his voice full of panic.

Ling Yun ignored him and rushed straight, pinched his right fist, swung his arm, and smashed it over.

Opunk's eyes turned dark and he saw the fist shadow expanding rapidly in his eyes, as if he wanted to take his life.

"Damn it!" He cursed, quickly urged the technique, and subconsciously raised his palms like a palm fan to block the front.

boom!

The power of the two pigs and the power of a crocodile suddenly exploded.

The huge force directly allowed Ling Yun's iron fist to penetrate Opunk's palm, smash his defense, and then hit him hard in the face.

His nose bridge broke in an instant, and his whole face was knocked into pieces. He flew backwards and blood gushed all the way. When he fell to the ground like a broken sack, he could not die anymore.
To be continued...