Nine Ways Divine Dragon Art

Chapter 382 Your opponent is me
"It's impossible that you don't have Dragon Soul Pill, how could you have such advanced cultivation?" The old man looked at Ling Yun incredulously, he didn't believe what he saw at all.

"Hmph, why is this impossible? Could it be that only you of the Wuji Sect have alchemists who can make alchemy. Are you not allowing me, Ling Yun, to obtain the precious elixir?"

Looking at the wrinkled old man, Ling Yun snorted coldly with a very unhappy expression, as if what the old man said just now was like farting.

"No! This old man will never believe it. You must have stolen the Dragon Soul Pill from our Promise Sect. Otherwise, there is absolutely no way for you to condense the Dragon Soul."

The old man couldn't convince Ling Yun, so he blamed Ling Yun for the loss of a Dragon Soul Pill by the Wuji Sect a few years ago.

"It's ridiculous! You Wuji Sect lost a elixir, and you said it must have been stolen by me. If it is the ancestor of your Wuji Sect, it is my uncle who dug his grave?"

Ling Yun, who was already burning with anger, immediately rejected the old man's bloody words not to be outdone.

"Presumptuous! How dare you slander our patriarch? Are you tired of living, kid?"

Before the old man had time to speak, he saw a young man in a white robe leading him to Ling Yun, scolding Ling Yun arrogantly.

However, when Ling Yun saw the man in white robe, his pupils shrank slightly, and a strong murderous aura immediately enveloped the man in white robe.

"Who am I, so it's you!" Ling Yun gritted his teeth and said this with a ferocious expression, and his eyes were even more bloodthirsty staring at the white-clothed man in front of him.

"That's right, I'm Changxu, what can you do to me? Kid, Junior Sister Yuerong didn't like you back then, and she still doesn't like you now, so you don't want to be a toad and want to eat swan meat."

"Otherwise you don't need Junior Sister Yuerong to do it, just relying on my Changxu, I can let you experience the feeling of splitting muscles and breaking bones."

With an arrogant face, Chang Xu looked at Ling Yun with incomparable contempt, as if he could crush Ling Yun just by moving his fingers.

But at this moment, Ling Yun, who finally couldn't help it, immediately punched out. The peak of the fist carried a fierce wind, and turned into a blue streamer. Under Chang Xu's terrified gaze, it instantly struck the on his chest.

boom!
With a muffled sound, Chang Xu's body, like a kite with a broken string, turned into a white light and flew backwards.

"presumptuous!"

At the same time, a shout rang out in Ling Yun's ears, and then an incomparably swift streamer caught Chang Xu who was flying upside down.

puff!
Although Chang Xu's body was caught, but at this moment his internal organs were completely crushed by Ling Yun's punch.

A mouthful of bright red blood sprayed out from Chang Xu's mouth, floating in the air to form a pink mist of blood.

Immediately afterwards, Chang Xu tilted his head and died on an old man in a white robe.

"Chang Xu, Chang Xu..."

The old man exhaled twice with a sad expression, but he didn't get any response, so the old man weighed his finger on the tip of Chang Xu's nose.

When he learned that Chang Xu was dead, he saw a rush of murderous aura rushing toward Ling Yun like a flood from a gate.

"You dare to kill my son? I want you to die!" The old man roared angrily, and then turned into an afterimage, crushing towards Ling Yun.

"Hmph, he is looking for death, since you want to avenge your son, then you can die with him!"

Ling Yun, who had already vented his anger, immediately became murderous when he saw the old man rushing forward, and threw a punch without any scruples, and bombarded the oncoming old man.

boom!
With a loud bang, Ling Yun's fist was struck together with the old man's palms, and then Ling Yun's body, under the huge impact force of the old man, was unexpectedly retreated dozens of steps in a row.

"stop!"

However, just when Ling Yun was about to make another move, a coquettish shout immediately filled the sky above the entire square.

So the old man and Ling Yun, who had stopped fighting, locked their eyes on a woman in a pink gauze dress in unison.

The woman's hair was disheveled and her clothes were uneven, but she exuded a strong masculine aura. This person was none other than Li Yuerong who had been observing for a long time.

"Ling Yun, I really didn't expect you to be able to cultivate after three years of absence. But today, Li Yuerong, I really want to see how much you Ling Yun weigh."

Li Yuerong, who was exuding a masculine aura, didn't notice any abnormality in her body, but looked at Ling Yun with focused eyes.

But immediately after that, an aura that was more powerful than Lord Long burst out from Li Yuerong's body.

Seeing this, Ling Yun couldn't help showing a look of surprise, but then he calmed down. After all, even if Li Yuerong was a strong Dragon Lord, in Ling Yun's eyes, he was just a small character who couldn't stand on the stage.

"Do you think you can fight me with the strength of the nine-star dragon master? Are you overestimating yourself?"

Ling Yun didn't nod his head in agreement, but instead asked a strange question, because according to the aura he fought against the old man just now, he couldn't think of Li Yuerong's confidence to dare to fight him.

"Overestimating yourself? Ling Yun, don't think too highly of yourself. Do you think that your nine-star dragon master's cultivation can be so arrogant in front of my Wuji Sect's magical skills?"

"It's not that I, Li Yuerong, look down on you, but that you have no value at all. If you want to survive, immediately destroy your dantian, and then get out of my Wuji sect. Otherwise, there is only one fate for you, that is die!"

The haughty Li Yuerong looked at Ling Yun with murderous eyes with a look of contempt, as if Ling Yun's life and death had been completely controlled by her.

After saying this, Li Yuerong withdrew his gaze, but looked at Qin Feng who was at the side, and then showed a very ambiguous look.

The reason why Li Yuerong showed such eyes was actually to tell Ling Yun that you, Ling Yun, are not good enough for her, Li Yuerong, but the man who is good enough for her is the Qin Feng in front of her.

Li Yuerong's wrist made Ling Yun gnash her teeth in anger, and even Qian Xunyue, who was beside her, wanted to step forward and tear her alive.

"You are looking for death! Since you are so impatient, I will send you to die!"

Ling Yun, who was in a rage, didn't think about the consequences of killing Li Yuerong, and planned to kill Li Yuerong angrily, but when Ling Yun was about to make a move, Qian Xunyue, who was standing behind him, immediately let out a coquettish shout.

"Wait!"

Ling Yun who heard this said, saw that it was Qian Xunyue who was drinking, so he cast a puzzled look.

"Brother Yun, this shameless slut, she is not worthy to be your opponent, let alone die by your hands, if you kill her, it will only dirty your hands, let her be handed over to Yue'er ?”

After saying this, Qian Xunyue ignored Ling Yun's gaze, and slowly came to Li Yuerong under Ling Yun's shocked gaze.

"You are not worthy to challenge Brother Yun, your opponent is me!"

(End of this chapter)