Nine Ways Divine Dragon Art

Chapter 64
Immediately Ling Yun turned his head and looked into the distance, only to see a middle-aged man who was five big and three thick, walking towards this side.

"Hmph! A lifeless thing." Ling Yun snorted coldly, and popped out a porcelain cup in his hand with one finger.

Under Ling Yun's impeachment, the porcelain cup shot at the middle-aged man like a sharp sword.

But when the porcelain cup reached the middle-aged man, it was caught between the two fingers by a pair of Kong Wu's strong fingers.

"Who is sneaking up on this uncle?" The middle-aged man threw away the porcelain cup and couldn't help shouting to the surroundings.

However, this scene was completely seen by Ling Yun who was drinking tea with his head down.

Seeing this, Ling Yun couldn't help being surprised. He didn't expect that the middle-aged man would be able to catch the porcelain cup he shot under the throw of his five-level strength.

With this skill, the middle-aged man allowed Ling Yun to roughly guess his strength.

If Ling Yun's guess is not wrong, this middle-aged man is at least a master of the Dragon Body Realm.

As for how many star dragon bodies he is, Ling Yun never knew, but Ling Yun estimated that he was at least a master of three star dragon bodies.

Seeing that no one answered, the middle-aged man came in front of everyone.

"The uncle said, which bastard was it just now, dared to attack you, Uncle Tiger?"

The words of the middle-aged man caused the legs of the monks who were drinking tea to tremble in fright to slur their speech.

I saw one of the yellow-robed monks looking at the middle-aged man with a pale face, holding back for a long time before hesitating to say a word.

"Master Tiger, we didn't sneak up on you, can you let us go?"

In response to the monk's words, the middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes wide and glared at him.

"Hmph, all of you are going to leave for Lord Tiger, just you little bastards, you don't have the strength just now."

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, the yellow-robed monk immediately smiled like a flower. While flattering the middle-aged man, he left the teahouse quickly with several other monks.

But Ling Yun, who was on the table to the east, was drinking the fragrant tea in a leisurely manner, not paying attention to the conversation of the few people at all.

However, Ling Yun's actions were also noticed by the middle-aged man.

It's just that the eyes of the middle-aged man did not fall on Ling Yun, but on Shui Ling'er who was at the side.

"Little lady, how about going back with Master Tiger to accompany our village head and have a few cups of spiritual tea?"

The middle-aged man looked up and down Shui Ling'er with an evil smile on his face, and from his eyes full of lust, traces of dancing evil light burst out.

It's just that Shui Ling'er at the side didn't pay attention to him, but kept drinking tea with her head buried.

Seeing this middle-aged man, he couldn't help being taken aback, thinking that he met a pure girl.

So the middle-aged man started to fan the flames, thinking that the conditions he offered would not be able to impress Shui Ling'er.

So he said again: "Little lady, as long as you come back to the mountain with me, you can drink enough spirit tea bags, why do you need to drink these tea roots here?"

While increasing the stakes, the middle-aged man kept his gaze on Shui Linger's body, and also specially observed these extremely secret sensitive parts.

Although Shui Ling'er didn't notice it for a while, Ling Yun beside him couldn't stand the gaze of a middle-aged man.

"Take back your dog's eyes, or I'll just dig it out." Ling Yun didn't make a move, but said these words coldly, without even turning his head.

And when the middle-aged man heard Ling Yun's words, he also froze on the spot for a moment.

He didn't expect that in this Dapanshan area, there would be people who would dare to speak to him in such a tone.

Immediately, the middle-aged man snorted coldly at Ling Yun, if he didn't stop Ling Yun as soon as possible, he was afraid that he would lose his majesty.

"Where did you come from, you son of a bitch? How dare you talk to Master Tiger like that? Are you tired of work?"

The middle-aged man glared angrily, and stared fiercely at Ling Yun in front of him, as if he was about to peel off Ling Yun's cramps.

But Ling Yun didn't speak, but immediately picked up a strand of chopsticks on the table, and quickly threw them at the middle-aged man.

I saw dozens of chopsticks wrapped in true energy, under Ling Yun's shooting, they shot towards the middle-aged man like a sharp sword.

The middle-aged man, who didn't care much at first, couldn't help being taken aback when he saw the chopsticks coming towards him.

But his reaction was not ambiguous at all, because just before the chopsticks were about to shoot, he quickly released a burst of true energy, protecting his whole body.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" A burst of chopsticks, like a dense rain, pierced the middle-aged man's body like a sharp sword in an instant.

The only pity is that these chopsticks were all resisted by the protective energy of the middle-aged man.

Ling Yun couldn't help being taken aback by this, Ling Yun didn't expect the middle-aged man's protective energy to be so strong.

However, when Ling Yun was still in a state of astonishment, he saw a powerful aura suddenly erupt from the middle-aged man.

"Kaishan Fist!" The middle-aged man picked up a punch, and it turned into a shooting star and hit Ling Yun.

But when this shadow of the fist reached Ling Yun, Ling Yun, who was originally motionless, suddenly flickered his body at this moment.

After a while, Ling Yun's body appeared behind the middle-aged man, and Ling Yun slowly punched him on the middle-aged man's back.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the body of the middle-aged man suddenly!Like a kite with a broken string, it rolled forward.

The middle-aged man who rolled out spit out several mouthfuls of blood one after another while rolling.

But at this moment, the middle-aged man was shocked. He didn't expect that he would encounter a stubble this time when he descended the mountain.

Although Ling Yun was a tough stubble, he didn't frighten the middle-aged man who was already seriously injured.

After rolling for dozens of meters, the middle-aged man finally stopped.

Immediately, a lazy donkey rolled over and sat cross-legged on the spot, and began to meditate and practice to recover from the injuries in his body.

However, Ling Yun didn't give him a chance to recuperate. When the middle-aged man was seriously injured, Ling Yun resolutely chose to take another shot.

After all, there are too many things about being bitten by a snake without dying, and there are too many people to count.

"Tiger howls and gallops!" Ling Yun punched out, like a group of tigers singing, the fierce fist turned into a fierce tiger preying on the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man who was originally calm turned pale when he saw Ling Yun's punch.

I saw that he swung all the zhenqi in his body and used a punch as a block, but he still couldn't resist Ling Yun's fierce punch.

At the moment when the fist strength arrived, Ling Yun's fist peak blasted the middle-aged man into a ball of flesh with the force of destruction.

Ling Yun's methods were extremely bloody and shocked everyone present.

However, after Ling Yun killed the middle-aged man with one punch, a simple sheepskin picture scroll appeared next to the man's body.

So Ling Yun stretched out his palm, and sucked slightly at the sheepskin scroll, and the scroll on the ground flew into Ling Yun's hand immediately.

(End of this chapter)