The Eternal Martial Emperor

The Eternal Martial Emperor
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At this moment, Lin Ying's beautiful face was covered with tears of complaint.


Seeing this scene, Lin Yun's sparkling eyes emitted an extremely fierce light, and the anger in his heart suddenly erupted like a volcano!


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"Bold ..." Ximen exploded, and only wanted to threaten Lin Yun, but before he could say anything, Lin Yun instantly turned into a dark shadow, as if teleported to appear in front of him, punching hard Hit him in the face.


Bang out!


Accompanied by a loud voice.


Ximen Qing flew backwards and crashed into the wall behind him violently, knocking down the wall from a huge crack. The entire Ximen Qing was stuck in a crack in the wall.


Lin Yun did not even look at Ximen Qing. He quickly came to Lin Ying and opened his bond with Lin Ying.


"Brother Yun .. wow ..." Lin Ying immediately fell into Lin Yun's embrace, holding Lin Yun tightly, crying like a harmed child.


“Xiao Ying is fine, brother Yun is here.” Lin Yun reached out and stroked Lin Ying's back, showing an extremely gentle smile.


However, the next second, when Lin Yun's eyes turned to Ximen Qing, his expression became instantly incomparable. A pair of eyes were filled with killing intent, as if it had completely turned personal.


Xi Menqing estimated that he had taken a lot of Chinese medicine, which was much stronger than ordinary people. After being struck by Lin Yun's punch, he still did not faint.


However, Lin Yun's fist actually defeated him.


Because no one dared to do anything to him since childhood.


Even the four core disciples did not dare to treat him like this.


And the boy who did not know where to come from now dared to hit him!


This is truly unforgivable!


Just as Ximen Qing was about to swell up, there were sudden footsteps outside the bedroom.


Many inner door disciples rushed to the scene and appeared at the open door, watching the scene in the room with shocked eyes.


"Isn't this Brother Ximenqing's bedroom? Fat .... What happened?"


"Why is Brother Ximenqing's face bruised? Is that Lin Yun ... is Brother Ximenqing stunned?!"


"Yes God! Is this true? I wasn't dreaming? Someone in this world would dare to speak to Brother Ximenqing!"


Everyone did not believe the picture in front of them.


Ximen Qing was the grandson of Ximen, the core elder of Wufu.


All the disciples at the inner gate kept him away, and even the deacon guarding the inner disciple's room was afraid of offending him.


And Lin Yun, a disciple who had just been chosen to enter the inner door, dared to shoot Ximen Qing, which was simply shocking!


"Surge, how dare you hit me? I'm gonna kill you!" Simon Qing forced on the pain, pulled his body out of the crack on the wall, and then looked at Lin Yun with a murderous expression, and his lips closed Continuing to twitch in anger.


Then a powerful vitality erupted from it, fusing behind it into a wine ghost.


The surface of this jar was filled with green lights, which was clearly a mysterious martial spirit.


"Brother Ximenqing used Wuhun to show that he was serious! Brother Ximenqing is a fifth rank master in the inner door. He was serious, Lin Yun should not be an opponent!"


"Yes, Brother Zhang Feng was defeated by Lin Yun because he had ignored the enemy and did not start Wu Hsin's serious battle!"


As everyone spoke, Simon's face was already flushed red, his eyes were straight towards Venus, and the whole person was dizzy and turned around, and stumbled as they walked, as if they would fall at any moment.


However, at the moment he was about to fall forward, it was a sudden step forward, and it suddenly came to Lin Yun.


The moment Ximen Qing appeared in front of Lin Yun, he blasted dozens of punches at Lin Yun, stirred up a cloud of fist shadow, and crashed onto Lin Yun densely.


Each of his punches seemed to be careless, as if a drunken person had punched out involuntarily.


But each punch struck Huanglong directly, and his speed was dazzling and dizzying.


Not to mention third level warriors, even sixth level warriors, it was difficult to fend off his fierce attacks.


However, in Lin Yun's eyes when he was in a micro state, the trajectory of each punch was clearly visible.


Lin Yun's eyes twisted up, down, to the left, and to the right, and the line of focus of his gaze was on Ximen Qing's fists flying up and down.Both hands also served fists that hit them, forming a tight defensive net that could not be splashed. Down's up.


For a moment, the two forces collided, forming a blunt sound, as if a thunderous sound in thick clouds, faintly ringing in the space where the two were playing.


"Great! Is this brother Qingmen Qing's drunken fist?"


"It's too fast, my eyes can't even punch!"


"Under the fierce attack, Lin Yun's persistence for so long was also incredible!"


During the discussion, Lin Yun concentrated a lot of energy on the right fist, and then urged the energy to vibrate to form a high-frequency shock wave.


Ximen Qing's drunken fist was followed by another punch, and his attack speed was so fast that there was no airtight perfect attack.


But in Lin Yun eyes, this set of fists was perfect.


At one moment, Lin Yun's eyes flashed a sharp cold mang, then his left hand quickly raised, and one palm caught the fist Ximen Qing smashed.


At the same time, his right hand exploded forward with lightning, and before Ximen Qing's next punch came, he smashed into his chest first.


Ximen Qing had just taken out the next punch, but before half of it, the fist flew backwards with the entire body together.


Huh!


In the air, Ximenqing sprayed a large mouthful of blood mist from his mouth, and once again smashed into the wall that had been cracked and cracked by the lump, completely banging against the wall.


Seeing this scene, everyone present could not hold a deep breath.


Ximen Qing, the world of the sixth level samurai, was a fifth rank master in the outside world.


In terms of using Wuhun, he was still inferior to Lin Yun! This shocking scene made them completely unbelievable.


“Cough!” Ximenqing rose from the rubble, coughed up the blood in his mouth, and spat it out with two teeth missing simultaneously.


Seeing his missing teeth, Ximenqing's complexion was instantly gloomy to the limit. He looked up and looked at Lin Yun with a frightening gaze: "Good boy, do you dare to seriously hurt me? You are dead! I'd like to go back and tell my grandfather, let him To deal with you, you're really dead! "


Hearing Xi Menqing's threat, Lin Yun's expression on his face did not change at all, and he still looked dejectedly at Xi Menqing ...