Ling Yun's eyes suddenly turned cold.

Touching his eyes, Huo Dou felt a strange chill in his heart, and even the hairs on his hair stood up.

But he soon realized that this was an illusion.

He has dealt with all the other disciples of Tianying Martial Academy in Gusu City.

At first, he attached great importance to all the so-called geniuses, but later he found out that they were all rubbish.

The Su Jie in front of me is probably the same kind of person.

"Chunxin, I believe you have heard it. It's not that I don't give you face, it's that this piece of trash is seeking his own death."

Huo Dou was furious.

The next moment, his face turned fierce, and he suddenly punched Ling Yun hard.

Xuan Chunxin's expression changed.

The conflict between the two sides intensified so suddenly that she had no time to stop it.

She knew that Ling Yun was not weak.

However... even though she hated Huo Dou very much, she had to admit that this kind of genius from the ancient battlefield was really terrifying.

The genius of the ancient battlefield seems to have grown up in an extremely harsh environment.

Compared with the warriors of the ancient battlefield in the early Yuan Dynasty, the warriors in the ancient world can simply be said to be flowers in a greenhouse.

Just as she was thinking this, her little face suddenly became dull.

Huo Du's fist was seen stopping two feet in front of Ling Yun.

This was not because Huo Dou changed his mind, but because his fist was caught.

The one who grabbed Huo Dou's fist was Ling Yun.

"impossible."

Huo Dou shouted in disbelief.

At this moment, his fist seemed to be imprisoned by the hand of a giant beast, unable to even move.

But how is this possible! How could a warrior from the Tianying Martial Academy in Gusu City be so strong?

In response, Ling Yun suddenly exerted force on his palm.

Huo Dou's fist was crushed to pieces by him! "No."

Huo Dou's eyes were blood red and he persisted.

He had already sensed Ling Yun's intention. The other party wanted him to kneel down.

But how could he kneel down to Ling Yun.

He is a genius from the ancient battlefield, a real evil wolf who fights all year round.

In the eyes of people like them, these warriors from the ancient world in the early Yuan Dynasty were just some lambs in the sheepfold.

But the reality is often extremely cruel.

If he didn't kneel down at this moment, his fist would be completely crushed by Ling Yun, and the pain would be really hard for him to bear.

Bang! In the agony of extreme despair, Huo Dou knelt down.

"I ask you to kneel, but you can't stand!"

Ling Yun's tone was extremely cold.

Then, he kicked out and kicked Huo Dou away.

"too weak."

Ling Yun shook his head.

Huo Dou's strength is actually very strong, he is a master of the sixth level of transcending tribulation.

But this was not enough for him.

Then, he stopped looking at Huo Dou, turned around and said to the stunned Xuan Chun, "Elder Xuan, let's go."

Xuan Chunxin still didn't come back to her senses and followed Ling Yun blankly.

The other people behind the two looked at each other with shock on their faces.

It wasn't until the two of them disappeared that Huo Dou recovered from the pain.

"Su Jie, you and I are at odds with each other!"

Huo Dou roared hysterically.

But in this case, the roar is more like incompetent rage! Not far away.

Hearing Huo Du's roar from behind, Xuan Chunxin finally woke up from his daze and said worriedly: "Ling Yun, Huo Du is bound to retaliate, and he will never give up.

Moreover, he has an older brother named ‘Huo Sheng’, whose strength is even more terrifying than Huo Du’s. It is said that he is a master of the ninth level of transcending tribulations.”

A warrior at the ninth level of overcoming the tribulation?

Ling Yun didn't take it to heart at all, and said with a smile: "The soldiers will block it, the water will cover it, and the soil will cover it. There is nothing to worry about."

Xuan Chunxin still frowned.

As if to confirm Xuan Chunxin's worries, a sarcastic voice suddenly sounded: "You don't make drafts when you are bragging. People who don't know what you say may really think you are some big shot."

As the voice came, a tall woman appeared in front of the two people.

"Xu Ying."

Xuan Chunxin's eyes narrowed slightly.

Xu Ying is an extremely outstanding female disciple among the younger generation of the ancient strongman Tianying Wuyuan.

The other party's cultivation level is also very strong, and he is a seventh-level tribulation warrior.

The appearance of Xu Ying made Huo Du, who was not far away, his eyes light up, as if he saw someone supporting him, and he said loudly: "Senior Sister Xu, please help me kill this little bastard Su Jie."

The other Ancient Battlefield disciples around looked shocked.

"Xu Ying is here?"

"Su Jie has nothing to gain now. Xu Ying is not a good person. The Huo brothers have a good relationship with her. If Huo Du opens his mouth, Su Jie will definitely suffer!"

Many disciples looked at Ling Yun and seemed to be gloating about his misfortune.

"Xuan Chunxin, your qualifications are extraordinary, and you should stand with our ancient battlefield elites, but you go and mix with the trash like Gusu City again and again. This really disappoints me."

Xu Ying said slowly.

Xuan Chunxin's expression was as cold as frost, and she said coldly: "Xu Ying, my matter has nothing to do with you, so please speak politely."

Xu Ying sneered: "Are you still defending this trash around you?

Judging from this point alone, you are really self-destructive and hopeless."

Xuan Chunxin was so angry that her pretty face turned pale.
Chapter completed!