Peerless Dandi

Chapter 1253 The power of terror
The old man in Purple Sword Pavilion looked at his clothes, and also glanced at the bodhi liquid floating in mid-air, with a look of salivation in his eyes. Naturally, he could know how amazing the power of the bodhi liquid was.

If they could get the bodhi spirit liquid, at least one of their Purple Sword Pavilion might be promoted to the Holy Realm. At that time, their Purple Sword Pavilion's power in the Western Regions would not be comparable to that of the Mo family or the Xue family.

Thinking of this, the old man in Purple Sword Pavilion's complexion also became a little cloudy, apparently shaken a bit.

Seeing the changes in the old man in Purple Sword Pavilion, Xue Di's face couldn't help but sink.

For a while, this area became depressed because of the changes of the old man in Purple Sword Pavilion.

"Brother Yun, don't wait too long, otherwise, that boy will take away the bodhi liquid." Seeing that the old man in Zijian Pavilion was still shaking, the old man of the Mo family couldn't help urging.

If Lin Yun was allowed to take away the bodhi liquid, even if the two of them joined forces, they might not be able to get it back.

Hearing the urging of the old man of the Mo family, the old man of Zijiange frowned. He looked at Lin Yun. After a while, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He slowly raised his head and smiled at the old man of the Mo family. He smiled, then shook his head, and said: "Although this bodhi liquid is good, it seems that I, Zijian Pavilion, do not have such a blessing to enjoy it."

Although the bodhi psychic liquid was very tempting, in the end, intuition prevailed. At such an age, he can reach the eighth-level spiritual level in the spiritual formation. If this kind of talent is said to have no powerful support behind him, he would not believe it if he was killed.

Besides, what made him more concerned was the Zijin Stone Pillar. You must know that it was an emperor's object. He could control the existence of the emperor's object at will, so he might not be able to provoke Zijian Pavilion.

Although his Purple Sword Pavilion is not weak, it is only in the Western Regions. It is obviously not worth offending a dangerous enemy whose identity is a mystery for this bodhi spirit liquid.

Hearing the words of the old man in Zijiange, the face of the old man in the Mo family suddenly turned livid.

On the other side, Xue Zhai also heaved a long sigh of relief, smiled and cupped his fists at the old man in Zijiange to express his gratitude, then looked at the old man of the Mo family, with a playful look on his lips.

In a one-on-one situation, it is not realistic for the old man of the Mo family to break through his defense to deal with Lin Yun.

"Since that's the case, then let the old man come and teach you Xue family's combat skills!"

The old man of the Mo family looked gloomy, and immediately his figure burst out, turning into afterimages and flying towards Xue Di.

"Afraid you won't succeed?"

A chill flashed across Xue Zhai's eyes, and he took a step forward, and his figure appeared in front of the afterimages. He punched out, and the icy spiritual power gushed out from his body, and the afterimages were blown away with one punch. All shattered.

And at the moment when the afterimage was shattered, a figure was also forced to show its body. Then, the old man of the Mo family slapped his backhand, and the black spiritual power surged, containing a terrifying death energy. All wither at this moment.

"Oh!"

When the fists and palms met, there was a violent wave of spiritual power, the space was distorted, and the two figures trembled for one, and they retreated wildly backward.

However, when the two were fighting, a figure suddenly shot up from the side, pierced through the space, and shot towards Lin Yun.

It was Mo Zheng!

"Boy, how dare you!"

Seeing this scene, a hint of anger appeared on Xue Zhai's face, and he wanted to take a step forward to stop that figure, but just as his figure moved, there was a terrifying wind of fists sweeping behind him.

"I think you should take care of yourself..."

A sneer sounded, and immediately after, the figure of the old man of the Mo family appeared in front of Xue Di, and the spiritual power in his body surged, turning into a terrifying offensive, and continuously enveloped Xue Di.

On the other side, Mo Zheng also took advantage of this instant to come within a few meters of Lin Yun. With a wave of his palm, a golden feather appeared in his hand, and then directly pierced through the void, pointing directly at Lin Yun.

That Lingyu is a fake holy weapon, although it is just a fake holy weapon, but the sharpness is not weak at all, even if it is accidentally stabbed at the sixth level of spiritual prestige, it will definitely be pierced directly.

Mo Zheng's intention is very clear, that is to kill Lin Yun completely here.

From Mo Zheng's point of view, even if Lin Yun's talent in the spiritual formation is extraordinary, there is no chance to set up a spiritual formation for him at this moment. With this blow, Lin Yun will die!

However, just as the smile appeared on his face, it froze the next moment.

Because just when the golden feather was about to fall on Lin Yun's body, a palm directly held the feather in his hand, the purple-gold luster flashed, and a heavy feeling immediately pervaded the air.

The golden feathers that were strong enough to pierce the sixth-level defense of the Spiritual Exalted Realm stopped at this moment, making it difficult to move forward.

Seeing this scene, Mo Zheng's face suddenly became a little stiff, because the owner of that palm was Lin Yun!
Not only Mo Zheng, but also everyone who was also paying attention to this side, couldn't help being stunned. Obviously, they didn't expect that the golden feathers that were enough to defend the sixth level of Dongling Realm were actually in Lin Yun's hands. power.

This guy's physical body is actually so strong?

"The spirit tool is good, but unfortunately I followed the wrong person..."

After restraining the golden feathers, Lin Yun raised his eyes slightly, and glanced at Mo Zheng indifferently, his face indifferent.

Other spiritually powerful people might have to be very careful when facing this golden feather, but he, Lin Yun, didn't need it. His physical body had reached a certain limit. No one in the Holy Realm can fight him.

Although this golden feather is a false holy artifact, it's a pity that it followed the wrong person.

Hearing this, Mo Zheng's face suddenly turned gloomy. He, Mo Zheng, had never been humiliated like this before. Immediately, the spiritual power in his body was tumbling, and he urged the golden feathers to shake Lin Yun's palm away.

However, his manipulation did not achieve the expected effect. Lin Yun's palm was clamped on the golden feather like a pair of iron pincers.

"Come and leave as you want, how can it be so easy?"

Lin Yun sneered, the blood in his body surged, he raised his fist, and slammed it directly on Mo Zheng's chest.

An extremely domineering and fierce energy erupted from Lin Yun's fist, that kind of power seemed to tear Mo Zheng to pieces.

Sensing the terrifying aura enveloping him, Mo Zheng's face changed instantly, the spiritual power in his body surged, and a spiritual power shield was condensed in front of him, surrounded by black spiritual power on the shield, as if it contained extremely strong power, exuding Strong defense.

(End of this chapter)