Eternal Martial Emperor

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Lin Yun lowered her head and thought seriously.

After a long time, Lin Yun spoke and said lightly, "Just hold your breath."

Actual combat is always the best exercise!

Lin Yun always thinks this way, so even if the opponent is a first-class Wu Zong, Lin Yun still wants Huamei to try it, and try to see where his limits are.

At the same time, Lin Yun also felt that Huameinan seemed a bit proud and complacent, and he had to frustrate his spirit.

Hearing Lin Yun's words, Beiluo was finally relieved, and then raised the corner of his mouth to reveal a sinister smile.

Now that Lin Yun has said so, then he is not polite.

"Come on!" Huamien clenched the **** fan in his hand, his expression became serious.

There is still a gap between King Wu and Wu Zong, and he must take it seriously.

Everyone in the pub couldn't help holding their breath, looking at Hua Meinan and Beiluo seriously.

Bei Luo's hands were lowered, and he continued to walk towards Huamei.

"Don't take a weapon?" Huamei frowned, feeling that his opponent was looking down on him.

However, at the next moment, the figure of Beiluo suddenly disappeared into place.

"What?" Huameinan's eyes narrowed, his face horrified.

The next moment, a thunderstorm blew, and a breeze blew across Huamei's cheek.

Before waiting for the beautiful man to react, Bei Luo's figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and then a punch was thrown, as fast as lightning.

"Wind element!" At this moment, Huamei also suddenly realized that this Beiluo had the same attributes as him.

However, the speed of Beiluo was too fast, almost reaching the speed of the third-level Wu Zong, Huamei could not hide at all, and even had no time to raise his arms to resist.

boom--!

Simple and rude.

At last, Huameinan barely crossed his hands and blocked the punch.

However, when the punch hit his arm, Huamei suddenly felt a force, and burst from his arms, pushing his entire body directly to the rear.

Huamei's body flew upside down, his arms had been broken.

In the next second, Beiluo continued to keep up, just like the same gust of wind.

It was the second punch that fell directly on the man's chest.

boom--!

Huamei spit out blood, the entire chest was completely sunken, and the sternum and ribs were broken, and then the whole person flew out.

But not yet five meters away, Beiluo suddenly stretched out a hand, grabbed Huamei's right leg, and then exerted force to slam him to the ground.

The beautiful man who smashed to the ground was squeaking all over, not knowing how many bones were broken in his body, and his mouth was constantly spitting blood.

Everyone was shocked. No one spoke. Some were incredible.

Too easy!

Too violent!

They all thought that Lin Yun's eighth-level Wu Zong could have such strength, so as a Lin Yun's companion, the beautiful male who was the eighth-level king of war was definitely not easy.

But no one expected that this battle would end so quickly.

It's just that Dad hits his son. Huamei doesn't have any chance to fight back.

"My 'Wind Martial Soul' can increase my speed tenfold, and even make my attacks blessed with compressed wind. Why are you a little warlord fighting me?" Beiluo sneered. He is not a vase in a greenhouse. He is different from those incompetent boys.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh because the whale happily looked at him), he could n’t help anger and spit out a lot of blood.

"Dare to look at me! Find death!" Bei Luo shouted, raising his leg sharply, aiming at Huameinan's sunken chest.

At this moment, an unusually quiet voice sounded suddenly.

"Okay, finish eating, let's go."

A simple sentence, an instant, an invisible pressure permeated the entire tavern.

Everyone felt their emotions become restless and filled with fear.

Bei Luo had a look of fear, sweating his head, and his body continued to tremble. This foot couldn't fall down slowly.

He felt that there was a demon behind him. As long as he dared to move for half a minute, he would turn to ashes in the next second.

This pressure, he only felt in front of his sixth-level Wuhuang father!

Huamei climbed up from the ground with difficulty, then dangled, covered her chest, and walked to Lin Yun's side.

"Boss ..." Huamei lowered his head in shame, but he still let Lin Yun down. In these days of training, he still couldn't fight against Wu Zong.

Lin Yun patted his shoulder and injected a touch of true dragon power to heal him.

The control of the north element on the wind element is obviously above the beautiful man.

Lin Yun mainly watched Hua Meinan after he practiced recently. He seemed a bit arrogant, so he wanted to show him the gap between himself and Wu Zong and frustrate his spirit.

Lin Yun took the beautiful man directly to the door of the tavern and was about to leave.

At this moment, Beiluo suddenly gave a loud drink and said coldly, "Hey! Hurry up and let me have the messenger of the week!"

In fact, Lin Yun's horrific pressure just made Beiluo want to understand something.

Although Lin Yun's strength is not like an eight-level martial arts, but the breath just released by Lin Yun is at best only comparable to his father. In that case, what else can he fear?

Killing several servants was nothing.

Could Lin Yun still kill himself in the territory of Beixian Palace?

Thought of this, Bei Luo's confidence can not help but harden.

But Lin Yun didn't seem to hear Beiluo's words, and continued to walk forward with Huamei.

"Jack! If you don't let the messenger of the week! You must not be able to step out of the gate of Beixiancheng!"

This sentence made Lin Yun let the raised feet slowly put back again, and then did not move.

After seeing this scene, Beiluo smiled proudly, and already had a small abacus in his heart.

As early as just now, he had secretly asked the people in the tavern to notify his father. Now, as long as he drags Lin Yun, when his father arrives, Lin Yun will definitely have difficulty flying.

However, at this moment, Lin Yun suddenly turned to look at Huamei Nan, said in a light tone, "Do you remember the trick you saw today?"

Huamei frowned, and then realized suddenly that Lin Yun said that he had broken the stone.

"Some rusty ..." Hua Man told the truth.

"It doesn't matter, teach you again."

I saw Lin Yun suddenly raised his right hand, stretched out a finger, aimed at Beiluo in the distance.

The next second, I heard only a whistling sound coming from the tavern.