Cultivation Fury Upgrade

Chapter 263 If ​​you don't pay Yang Chen, you will flatten the Heartless Palace
Lin Hao was very weak.

Although he killed Buyun Wusheng with the help of Qingyun Wusheng, but forcibly drawing the bow and using Zhuxian's 36 arrows consumed too much physical strength.

Yu Jian flew, his body shaking a little.

Martial Saint Wan Yun was completely furious.

He watched Buyun Wusheng fall under his nose.

It's not just a shame, it's more distressing and unacceptable.

The Immortal Dragon Mang was about to be unable to hold on anymore, first it fought two against one, and then it fought to the death with Martial Saint Wan Yun.

boom.

Pushing away the undead dragon python with one palm, Martial Saint Wan Yun moved towards Lin Hao's direction at the fastest speed.

Not to mention Lin Hao who is extremely weak now, even before, he couldn't compete with a ninth-level Samsara Martial Saint in terms of speed.

Martial Saint Wan Yun arrived in the blink of an eye.

With endless anger, murderous aura gathered in both palms, Wan Yun's palm, with all his strength, was obviously intended to kill Lin Haoge.

The undead dragon python let out a roar, but the speed of the undead dragon python was greatly weakened, and it was too late to rescue it.

"Old man, you dare!"

"Hahaha, who can stop me!"

Martial Saint Wan Yun's heart was bleeding, as long as he thought that Martial Saint Buyun had fallen in this battle, he would feel an indescribable anger.

A palm turned into endless anger, slapped Lin Hao hard.

I die!

Lin Hao tried to resist, but he knew very well in his heart that under such circumstances, it would be futile to resist, unless he could use the power of Qingyun Martial Saint again to send out the 36 arrows of Zhuxian, otherwise, he would definitely die this time.

A close call can be said to be the moment of life and death.

The little thing in Lin Hao's arms popped out, with two cute little eyes bursting out with two groups of angry flames, and the snow-white hair all stood up at this moment.

"Little thing, don't mess around."

Lin Hao was really taken aback. He would rather die himself than see something happen to the little thing.

There is no need to say much about the strength of the little thing, but in the face of a ninth-level reincarnation Martial Saint, no matter how powerful the little thing is, he can't compete.

It's just hitting a stone with an egg.

The little thing ignored it, and let out an earth-shattering roar. Under the shocked eyes of everyone, the little thing's body began to swell continuously.

The skyrocketing speed was too fast, and in a short while, the little thing had skyrocketed to a size of hundreds of feet, even comparable to the undead dragon python.

Shocked shiveringly.

What kind of spirit beast is this?
Wan Yun was horrified to find that with his own strength as a Samsara Martial Saint, he couldn't sense the opponent's true strength.

"Squeak, cheep, cheep..."

The little thing was completely angry.

"Lin Hao, stop, I am willing to accept the compromise."

There are so many unknowns that Wan Yun no longer dares to gamble. If he loses the bet, he will lose his own life, just like Buyun Wusheng.

The sect has already lost a Samsara Martial Saint. If he falls again, then even if he can keep the high-level sect, it will not be easy if the Heartless Palace does not have a Samsara Martial Saint in charge.

Lin Hao and the little thing have already established a soul imprint, so he knows very well that the power of the little thing is not enough to compete with the Samsara Martial Saint.

It can be said like this.

The little thing is simply bluffing, just scaring the other party.

If Buyun hadn't learned from the past, I believe Martial Saint Wan Yun would not have believed it at all. Once he made a move, the little thing would definitely reveal his secrets.

Fortunately, with the help of Zhu Xian's 36 arrows, I killed Buyun Wusheng just now, and now the power that the little thing has exploded is very deterrent. Unless Wuyun Wusheng has full confidence, I believe he will never dare to make random shots.

"Little guy, come back."

"Squeak, squeak...," roared twice angrily, the little thing's body began to shrink, and began to return to Lin Hao's arms, hiccupped, and fell asleep soundly.

Lin Hao stepped on the Immortal Dragon Python again, and looked coldly at Wuyun Wanyun in front of him.

The momentum is like a rainbow, as if the god of death is descending.

With Buyun Wusheng's demise, it is the greatest shame for himself and the sect, but because of the terrifying spirit beast in the other party's arms, Wanyun Wusheng really dare not make a move at will, it's still the same sentence , if you lose the bet, you will lose your life.

Martial Saint Wan Yun was also a little curious. If the spirit beast in Lin Hao's arms had the strength to kill him, he would definitely not give up easily, but he was still a little afraid of the aura erupting from the spirit beast.

"Lin Hao, you killed me, the Reincarnation Martial Saint of the Unfeeling Palace, how will this be settled?"

With a sneer on his face, Lin Hao said contemptuously: "The battle of life and death, either you die or I die. If I don't fight with all my strength, I will be the one lying on the ground now, Martial Saint Wan Yun, what do you think?"

How could Martial Saint Wan Yun not know, just watched Buyun fall, he couldn't swallow his breath, but he was afraid of the spirit beast in the opponent's arms, even if there were 1 unwilling ones, he could only bear it first.

"Lin Hao, I will settle this account with you in the future, please."

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar all around. Everyone in the Palace of Unrequited Love, including the four Zhuanlun Martial Emperors and the ten Juding Martial Venerables, were all dumbfounded. With the fall of Buyun Patriarch, Wan Yun Patriarch actually chose compromise.

Zongmen was ashamed this time.

If it were someone else, they would have chosen to leave if they had already taken advantage of it, and they did not have any strength to destroy the other party.

Only Lin Hao stood quietly on the head of the undead dragon python, and had no intention of leaving.

"Lin Hao, don't bully others too much." Almost gritting his teeth, Martial Saint Wan Yun clenched his fists tightly, and his rationality succeeded, and he must not be reckless.

Buyun has fallen, and he can't do anything else, otherwise, the sect is completely over.

"Hand over Yang Chen, and I'll immediately turn around and leave, otherwise, I'll flatten your Heartless Palace today."

With a cold look in his eyes, Wan Yun knew very well that even if the spirit beast in Lin Hao's arms could not kill him, as long as he could entangle him, the undead dragon python would be enough to sweep the sect.

Handing over Yang Chen to lose face, or handing over Yang Chen to keep the sect, this account, how could Wan Yun not be able to figure it out.

"Yang Chen."

Yang Chen was completely stunned. He thought that Lin Hao would definitely not be able to kill him if he fled to the Palace of Heartlessness and was guarded by two Samsara Martial Saints.

The results of it?
The Unfeeling Palace not only failed to stop Lin Hao, but even killed a Samsara Martial Saint. Now Martial Saint Wan Yun is doing even better, and he wants to hand himself over. It is completely conceivable that once he is caught by Lin Hao, There is no doubt that he must die.

"Wan Yun, when I saved you once, not only did you not return my favor, but you also handed me over? Is this the promise of Martial Saint Samsara?"

(End of this chapter)