Awakening the Eternal Heaven-Swallowing Art

Bang!

The air exploded.

Uncle Li was like a flying sword, and in an instant he came to Qin Baimei.

Qin Baimei's face changed suddenly.

Uncle Li's speed was ridiculously fast.

Even if his mind had reacted, his body had no time to dodge.

He could only resist.

He hurriedly circulated his spiritual power, letting it spread throughout his arms, trying to block Uncle Li's attack.

Crack!

The next moment, there was a sound of bone fracture in his arms.

Qin Baimei instinctively retracted his arms under the intense pain.

Uncle Li did not miss this attack, and rushed forward, punching Qin Baimei in the chest.

With a bang, Qin Baimei was blown away on the spot.

Others widened their eyes.

Qin Baimei was a fifth-level martial arts master, but he was not even a match for Uncle Li?

Uncle Li obviously did not intend to let Qin Baimei go.

"Trash, you dare to come to me and pretend with this little strength?"

As he spoke, he attacked Qin Baimei again.

If he really hits Qin Baimei again, the already injured Qin Baimei will be even worse.

"Stop."

How could He Sheng tolerate this happening? He decisively intercepted.

His strength is stronger than Qin Baimei.

People only felt a shadow flash, and He Sheng came in front of Uncle Li and stretched out his hand to grab the latter's shoulder.

Seeing this, people couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He Sheng is worthy of being one of the strongest elders of Dongzhou Martial Academy.

This move is indeed extraordinary.

But at this moment, something weird and terrifying happened.

Uncle Li's body suddenly became soft and boneless, and the whole person was like a snake, breaking away from He Sheng's grasp, and then counterattacked He Sheng.

He went around He Sheng half a circle and appeared behind He Sheng.

He Sheng felt something was wrong, but it was too late to respond, so he could only dodge with all his strength.

Tear!

Five nails scratched He Sheng's neck.

Five long blood marks suddenly appeared on He Sheng's neck.

That was because he dodged in time, otherwise, if he was a little slower, his throat would probably be torn.

He turned around and saw that Uncle Li's right hand had five nails that became extremely long, looking eerie and strange.

"Good reaction speed."

Uncle Li licked his lips, as if he saw an interesting prey.

With a twist of his body, he shot out like a snake again, and his five fingers grabbed He Sheng fiercely.

"Oops."

He Sheng's mind sank to the bottom of the valley.

He underestimated Uncle Li, who was at least a master of the level of Ling Hai and Murong Chun, and he could not resist him at all.

For a moment, He Sheng's scalp was numb and his whole body was cold, which was a sign of life crisis.

What made him most desperate and terrified was that he knew he was in danger, but he could not find a way to resolve it.

Uncle Li opposite him had an extremely excited look in his eyes.

Unlike He Sheng and other martial masters who enjoyed countless halos, he was a secret master trained by the Xian'an Palace.

This meant that he could not shine brightly outside.

Over time, his interests changed and he became cruel and bloodthirsty.

Especially killing a big man like He Sheng, he could feel a strong pleasure.

Chen Zhi had no intention of stopping him.

In Chen Zhi's opinion, He Sheng dared to disrespect him, which was a crime worthy of death.

In this case, he didn't mind killing a monkey to scare the chickens.

Of course, he would not let He Sheng be killed.

After all, He Sheng was the future in-law of the Xian'an Palace.

At the last moment, he would spare He Sheng's life and make He Sheng a useless person.

Uncle Li was very fast.

In a moment, he came in front of He Sheng, and his five fingers grabbed He Sheng's throat again.

In people's opinion, He Sheng was doomed.

At this moment, the air solidified without warning.

Everyone in the hall suddenly suffocated.

Uncle Li's five fingers stopped.

The nails were only half an inch away from the skin of He Sheng's throat.

However, this half inch seemed to become a natural barrier, and Uncle Li's nails could no longer move forward.

It was a hand that grabbed Uncle Li's wrist.

The owner of this hand was none other than Ling Yun.

"Xian'an Palace? It's really domineering and amazing."

Ling Yun said sarcastically.

This kind of thing, even passers-by can't stand it, not to mention that He Sheng has a good relationship with him.

During the time he met He Sheng, He Sheng was quite tactful and provided him with conveniences many times, but never asked for anything.

Although he knew that He Sheng was taking the opportunity to deepen his affection with him, this way of deepening did make people feel very comfortable.

He Sheng was undoubtedly a person worth making friends with.

Since He Sheng was so knowledgeable and tactful, Ling Yun didn't mind helping He Sheng.

"Looking for death."

Uncle Li's expression was cruel.

His wrist was like a snake body, suddenly bent, and his five fingers grabbed the back of Ling Yun's hand.

This move was extremely strange.

If it were someone else, even a strong man of He Sheng's level would be hit.

But this was just a piece of cake for Ling Yun.

He shook his palm forward suddenly and slapped Uncle Li away.

Uncle Li flew backwards several meters and fell to the ground, staring at Ling Yun with an ugly face: "Are you Ling Yun?"

At this age and with such extraordinary strength, Ling Yun's identity is not difficult to guess.

Ling Yun did not respond to him and said calmly: "He Sheng is my friend. If you want to force someone to marry in other places, I can pretend not to see it, but I can't do it in He Mansion."

He didn't have any murderous intentions towards Xian'an Palace.

After all, the other party was targeting the He family.

All he could do was to help the He family and not to cause trouble for it.

After all, this Xian'an Palace is indeed a bit difficult to deal with.

However, before Uncle Li spoke, Chen Zhi sneered: "Ling Yun? I know you, a young master, and I heard that you killed Ling Yuan?

But no matter how famous you are, you can't scare my Xian'an Palace. Today, I hope you know the situation and don't get involved in things that you shouldn't be involved in."

Ling Yun is very strong.

But so what, Chen Zhi is really not afraid at all.

Don't say that Ling Yun is not the helmsman of a giant, even if he is, it doesn't matter.

In this Dajing Dynasty, their Chen family is the ruler. No matter how arrogant the giants are in their own territories, they have to lie down honestly when they meet the Chen family.

To put it bluntly, he was born in the royal family and is the master of the world.

In addition, for Ling Yun, the young master, deep in his heart, it is impossible to say that he is not jealous.

Why can this Ling Yun, a kid from a remote village, get such a great fortune and become a young master?

And he, a member of the royal family, is still only the King of Martial Arts, and his brilliance is completely overshadowed by Ling Yun?

He was just trying to humiliate Ling Yun in public.

"So, you don't plan to give me face?"

Ling Yun frowned.

"Give you face? When others flatter you, you are really so proud and think you are a big shot?"

Chen Zhi was extremely disdainful, "I tell you, no matter how others flatter you, you are a slave in front of my Chen family members. My Chen family appreciates you, then you are a big shot. On the contrary, if you make my Chen family unhappy, do you believe that I can knock you down at any time?"

The atmosphere in the banquet hall was extremely depressing.

No one present thought that things would develop to this point.

Chen Zhi and Lin Mu, one is a member of the royal family, the nephew of the current emperor, and the other is a young master with a great reputation and a great reputation.

These two big figures actually confronted each other as soon as they met.