A gentle breeze surrounded him. Blowed his hem and blew his tips.

But Ling Yun was like facing a great enemy.

It was because Master Tianhe had already reminded him loudly: "No! This kid actually has cold skills in his hand. Defensively, and defend with all his strength. This skill caused colds. It seemed gentle and harmless, but in fact it was extremely powerful. The boy from Tianzilou was indeed not weak. It seemed that this was his killer move!"

When the cold blows, Ling Yun completely gives up the offensive and uses all his strength to defend.

The cold seemed gentle, but wherever it went, it made the cranes whine, and countless iron beaks flew off their wings as if they had broken their wings and fell from the sky.

The cold blew on Ling Yun's body, swaying the protective light on his body.

Ling Yun dripped cold sweat on his forehead, gritting his teeth to defend. The spiritual power in the cyclone was constantly consumed and instilled into his own defensive skills.

The two of them were in a stalemate for a moment, and finally Wei Wushang sighed helplessly in his heart and stopped activating the cold.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to fight, but that his cyclone is almost dry.

Cultivators have one thing in common, that is, when spiritual power is exhausted, the cultivator's combat power will plummet to the bottom.

Cultivators who are born into the Spirit King will be subject to spiritual power. Only by being free from the world, reaching the level of immortality, and becoming a spiritual immortal can they have endless spiritual power.

"Lost." Wei Wushang's eyes were dim.

He had a clear calculation: at this moment, his spiritual power was exhausted and he had no power to fight again. But Ling Yun had been commanding Feihe to fight, and his spiritual power was consumed less, so there must be a lot of spiritual power left.

"Brother Wei is worthy of being an elite disciple of Tianzilou. His methods are so strange and sharp, the teachings are very eye-opening and he has gained some insight. His spiritual power has been consumed by his brother. Is it better for us to tie this competition?" Ling Yun smiled.

"What?" Wei Wushen looked shocked.

What is Ling Yun saying? He knows best about his own situation. How could there be a technique that consumes Ling Yun’s spiritual power?

But Wei Wushang immediately understood that Ling Yun was lying.

"Ling Yun is setting up a step to make me a good end." After understanding Ling Yun's intention, a complicated look appeared on Wei Wushang's face.

Disciples from famous sects usually cannot take action at will.

It’s because they represent not only themselves, but also the sects behind him.

In addition to Fairy Bixia present, Wei Wushang really couldn't afford to lose in this battle.

Since Ling Yun took the initiative to raise the price, Wei Wushu hesitated for a moment, then put his hands on his fists and said to Ling Yun: "Brother Fang, young man."

Wei admired Yingzi. The Crane Sect is indeed a profound foundation, so it can teach a person like Brother Taiwan. This competition has benefited me a lot. According to Brother Fang, it will be considered a draw."

On the surface, Wei Wushang said this, but in fact, he was secretly sending a message to Ling Yun: "Lingyun, you will be merciless this time. I, Wei Wushang, will be rewarded in the future. But Fairy Bixia is my favorite person, and I will not make concessions in this regard. I will accumulate hard and I will still compete with you in the future!"

Ling Yun smiled slightly, nodding on the surface, but secretly it was a headache.

Wei Wushang said secretly again: "Lingyun, you have to be careful. There are many people who pursue Fairy Bixia, far more than me. Even with your strong combat power, there are four competitors. They are Chen Dajiang, Tianhe, Gu Ting of the Purple Lightning, Gu Ting of the Sky, Jiude Xiaolei Feng Tang Ruqi, and Tiger Zhao Shuye. If you are so close to Fairy Bixia, they will definitely cause trouble for you. You'd better not lose."

Ling Yun heard these four famous names in a row, and his eyes flashed, and he felt that his forehead hurt even more.

And Master Tianhe laughed in his heart.

Sure enough, as Wei Wushang said, three days later, Gu Hun Sect and others came to Tiandi Mountain. After learning about Fairy Bixia and Ling Yun, Gu Ting immediately came to challenge him.

In order to avoid this unpredictable disaster, Lingyun chose to avoid the battle.

Naturally, Gu Ting refused to give up. Every day, he would come to the entrance of the cave where Lingyun temporarily lived to provoke and make a fight.

It's like this every day for seven days.

The more Gu Ting said, the more he scolded him, the more he heard. The other disciples of the Xianhe Sect were angry and came to the door and were defeated by him one by one.

The momentum of the ancient soul sect was greatly boosted. On the eighth day, they directly led the crowd to block the entrance of Lingyun's cave and kept shouting and scolding.

"Lingyun, you, a turtle, aren't you getting out yet?"

"Lingyun, can you hide for a while? If you obediently give up on contact with Fairy Bixia, Brother Gu Ting will let you go with great compassion."

"The Crane Sect is just like this, it actually teaches you such a cowardly disciple."

...

As soon as he was involved in the Crane Gate, Ling Yun, who was in the cave, suddenly sighed and had to walk out of the cave helplessly.

He can tolerate scolding him if others scold him. However, once the teacher is involved, the nature will change. As a disciple, you must maintain the master's sect. This is the value concept of Zhongzhou. If you do not maintain it, you will be impeached and punished when you return to Feihe Mountain in the future.

Master Tianhe yelled loudly in his heart: "Gaga... Lingyun, my disciple, do you know now? I have been swearing you before, right? I am not wrong. Tolerance will make people misunderstand it as easy to bully. In this world, the more harmless you act, the weaker you are, and will only attract more people who want to bully you. Fight, defeat this Gu Ting! Shut up all the people in the Guhun Sect! Your reputation will increase a lot!"

"well……

I felt it when I was in the world and I couldn't help it. I had to fight!" Ling Yun experienced this and had a sense of enlightenment.

Gu Ting, come on, let’s have a good fight!

...

Just as Ling Yun and Gu Ting were fighting, a battle that was noticeable was over, far away on Sancha Mountain in the Western Regions was over.

The battlefield was in a mess, blood sprayed all over the ground, rocks collapsed, trees destroyed, and pits made were surrounded.

Ling Yun Aoli was present, while his opponent Fei Li knelt on the ground and kowtowed to him for mercy.

"Mr. Lingyun, please give me your best and let me go!" Fei Li kept kowtowing to Lingyun, begging for a sarcastic cry.

He is a middle-level spiritual wave cultivation and a cultivator of strength. He was originally in a state of mind and energy, but at this moment he was covered in blood, his right arm was torn off by Ling Yun, and his legs were broken, making him extremely miserable and miserable.

"Since you want to beg for mercy, then you will contribute your hard work first. I will consider whether I agree to you." Ling Yun looked down at Fei Li under his feet, his eyes shining coldly.

Fei Li hesitated for a moment and had to hand over the hard work.

This skill is his life skills, the core skill, which can make the enemy's every move waste more energy and double the loss of strength.

The effort was handed over to Ling Yun's hands, and he lost his life, causing Fei Li to suffer a heavy blow, and he vomited a lot of effort.

Ling Yun took over the hard work and his eyes flashed: "I have considered it, hard work is not enough to exchange your life."

Fei Li widened his eyes and shouted, "Mr. Lingyun, this is my most precious skill!"

boom!

Ling Yun thought, and the beast shadow pounced down and beat Fei Li into a ball of bloody meat sauce.

"Poor ghost." Ling Yun looked at the corpse with an unrecognizable face and sneered disdainfully.

Then, he shifted his eyes and glanced at the battlefield.

There were many people watching the game. When Ling Yun saw Ling Yun’s eyes sweeping over, they subconsciously chose to avoid it.

Ling Yun laughed: "What? Didn't the flying tiger Xue Sansi come? Tell him to go, everyone is a powerful practitioner. In three days, I will come and compete with him!"

As soon as this statement was spoken, many people were upset.

The little beast king was too fierce. He killed the Hengmei Tyrant a few days ago. This time he beat Fei Li to the point of begging for mercy, but he didn't let him go and beat him into meat sauce.

Next, he will challenge the Feitianhu Xue Sansi!

How cruel this is!

"What, the little beast king wants to challenge me?" As soon as he heard this news, Xue Sansi still disbelief.

She thought to herself that she had nothing to do with the Black and White Evils, and she had never offended him, and she had never even met her. How could he have come to trouble herself for no reason?

But soon, Xue Sansi found out that the news was real!

"How could this happen? What kind of mucus is in this little beast king? In a few days, the inheritance of the Three Kings will be opened. He still has the leisure to challenge me? I'll mess with you, come and cause trouble for me?"

Xue Sansi was helpless and angry.

"Is it because of the strength of our fellow practitioners that we have to divide the level? Alas, this madman!"

Xue Sansi thought about it and finally defined Ling Yun as a madman, and could not be used to infer it by common sense.

As early as a few months ago, Xue Sansi heard about the names of the two evil spirits of the black and white evil spirits.

As time goes by, the reputation of these two evil spirits has become more and more popular, and it is becoming more and more fierce.

They are both recognized as the latest magic star.

At first, Xue Sansi didn't care much. After Ling Yun and Hu Mei'er had a conflict, she laughed gloatingly.

But she couldn't laugh anymore.

After the black and white evil spirits came to Sancha Mountain, they not only did not restrain themselves, but instead made even more noise.

Especially the little beast king's unscrupulous and arrogant and ferocious way, which makes people afraid.

Among the ten tyrants, Hengmei Tyrants visited him kindly, but was killed by him. Fei Li had already begged for mercy, but Ling Yun didn't let him go, and beat him up and became meat sauce.

You should know that these two spiritual wave practitioners are both intermediate-level cultivation. However, the little beast king can use the primary cultivation to kill the two from the front. Such combat power is really a sense of fear.

Xue Sansi is also at the middle level of Lingbo. She thinks that her strength is about the same as that of Hengmei Tyrant and Fei Li. Now Ling Yun is coming to challenge her, she feels heavy and very afraid, and there is even a trace of fear that she has to admit!

"This Ling Yun is so fierce and arrogant. He wants to step on the bodies of our predecessors and make him famous. The tyrant of the tyrant, Fei Li, is a victim of his ambition. Now it's my turn."

Xue Sansi also did such a frivolous thing when he was young.
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