Soul Martial Sovereign

Ling Yu didn't say a word and turned around to leave. He was too lazy to bother with the other party anymore, he only wanted to have a bit more time to continue his cultivation.

"Bastard!" Do you not understand human speech? " The youth's face turned cold and said in a cold voice: "I already said that you can only scram after leaving the spiritual medicine, otherwise, die!"

"Hehe …" "So arrogant …!"

Despite holding the title of Martial Sect Disciple, you are actually plundering your own sect, you are truly, f * cking tyrannical!

Ling Yu once again turned around, his gaze was as sharp as a knife, and laughed coldly: "I can understand human speech, but I really can't understand beasts' cries!"

His movements were completely unguarded, as if he did not take Ling Yu seriously at all. He muttered to himself, "You're courting death, people who offend my Sword Jade League, even if they don't die under my hands, from now on, you have no place in Martial Sect."

"So you are a member of the Sword Jade League? I thought it was someone! " Ling Yu laughed coldly in his heart.

"Now you know that I am a member of the Sword Jade League? Stop with the rubbish. Hand over the spirit medicine and then kneel on the ground and wait for orders. Maybe I will be able to get away from all of this. "

When the youth heard Ling Yu's gentle voice, he thought Ling Yu was afraid of the Sword Jade League, so he smiled viciously and walked over with big steps, raising his hand to slap Ling Yu in the face. With such a disdainful action, he simply did not place Ling Yu in his eyes, as if he was afraid of retaliating.

"Scram!" Ling Yu was too lazy to say anything, the Profound strength s all over his body suddenly erupted, and rushed forward to throw a punch, their speed was so fast that it caused people's hearts to tremble.

"Bam!"

With a dull thud, the youth was sent flying and spewing blood. He crashed into a tree more than ten meters away and died on the spot.

A single punch!

The teenager didn't even understand what Ling Yu meant when he said that Ling Yu had only punched him to the point where he vomited blood and died.

This sort of extremely terrifying attack power was simply hard to accept.

Not to mention him, even Ling Yu himself was surprised. He did not expect his attack power to be this strong.

It could be seen that in the past two days, he had condensed Strength of Stellar and refined his body and soul. Although he did not have a breakthrough in his realm, after being cleansed by the Strength of Stellar and refined, both his body and soul power had undergone an unexpected change.

Unfortunately, time was still too short.

If refined with Strength of Stellar for a long period of time, both the physical body and soul power would undergo a metamorphosis!

At that time, his body would be pure and clean, and not only would he be able to open Qihai in a short period of time, he might not even be able to open Zifu.

The Qihai was the dantian of a person. It specialized in cultivation of Profound strength and was closely related to their flesh, blood, tendons and bones.

Zifu were the human's brain, which were also known as Sea of Consciousness s. They mainly focused on cultivating soul power, strengthening the practitioner's Soul Power.

As a Soul Realm warrior, Ling Yu's attacks were also flexible and flexible. Furthermore, the explosive attack power was even stronger than Xuanwu of the same level.

However, with his current strength, if he wanted to open up Qihai and Zifu, he would most likely need a very long time to do so.

Cultivation was like something that defied the will of the heavens. If one didn't advance, one would retreat. Every step forward would require one to pay a huge price.

The youth relied on his membership of the Sword Jade League to be tyrannical, acting like he was an ant. He did not even use his Cultivation Method to defend, and got himself killed with just a punch from Ling Yu.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

The impact of his punch was too great. Just as the youth was about to die from spitting out blood, the sound of something tearing through the air rang out.

In the blink of an eye, several figures shot out across the sky and appeared in front of the forest.

"So it's you!" After they clearly saw Ling Yu's appearance, one of them let out a cold shout on the spot.

"Do you know me?" Ling Yu squinted his eyes and sized up the person in front of him. He could not help but feel astonished, as he did not remember seeing this person before.

"Hahaha …" It was truly like stepping on broken iron shoes finding no place at all, obtaining it all without any effort! Ling Yu, it's your bad luck that you fell into my hands today. " The youngster who spoke had a big black mole at the corner of his mouth, and his tone was brimming with joy: "Junior Brother Wen Cheng is talented, highly respected, and has personally passed down the Cultivation Method. In the future, he will be destined to be a strong expert at the pinnacle of Martial Sect.

"Senior Brother Senior Brother Feng, he's the Ling Yu who consecutively passed the sixth heaven gate during the entrance examination." The other two teenagers immediately asked in surprise.

"That's right, it's him. Half a month ago, I saw him intrude into the Hidden Martial Palace's Level Two, and only now did I know that it was this kid."

"I had thought that two geniuses would appear at the same time in Martial Sect, but I didn't think that it would be verified by an elder that this kid is just a cripple that can't cultivate. What a pity!"

Hehe, Dragon's Soul Body, it is said that they are all talented individuals in the Ancient Era, and their cultivation has become extremely strong. It is a pity that up until now, this kind of person is no longer suitable for cultivation, and with his current achievements, he can be considered to be at the end of his life, unable to progress any further. "

The Senior Brother Feng's gaze was sharp as a blade as he coldly said, "Hand over the spirit medicine obediently and then cut off one of your arms.

"Hahaha …" Don't worry, seeing that we are all Martial Sect disciples, we won't personally kill you. " The other two youths started laughing unrestrainedly, their faces full of teasing. "However, we can't guarantee that Junior Brother Ling Wencheng won't kill you."

"Are you really the core disciples of the Yuan Yang Peak?" Ling Yu frowned, were all the people that came from Yuan Yang Peak bandits?

"That's right. Although the time for advancement isn't long, there is more than enough time to kill you inner disciples, especially the new disciples."

Ling Yu's face became even more gloomy.

From the fluctuations being emitted from their bodies, it could be seen that they were all very powerful, their entire bodies were surging with Profound strength, especially when they joined hands to force Ling Yu into an encirclement, it made them feel like they were suffocating.

Senior Brother Feng's tone was exceptionally cold. "Today you attacked us and harmed our fellow sect members, even if we don't hand you over to Junior Brother Wen Cheng, you still won't be able to return alive."

"That's right, the Martial Sect sect's rules are strict. Killing the brothers and sisters from the same sect, breaking their bones, crippling their Cultivation Level, demeaning them as slaves, and making them sinners for the rest of their lives."

Ling Yu knew that it would be difficult for him to handle the three of them, so he decisively turned around and rushed out, planning to temporarily hide.

"If you can't leave, today I will cripple your limbs and hand them over to junior brother Wen Cheng to deal with." Zhi "Feng sneered, and struck towards Ling Yu's back with his palm. The surrounding spirit energy was instantly sucked dry, and his palm grew larger, pressing down like a millstone, causing even the ground below him to cave in.

"Scram!" Ling Yu turned and counterattacked, throwing a punch at his palm.

With a loud bang, the fist and the large palm collided. A muffled sound of collision was emitted, and a violent force shook the surroundings, causing dust to fly in all directions.

Senior Brother Feng's expression changed drastically as he consecutively retreated back over a hundred meters. The intense pain caused his face to pale.

The surrounding youths all watched this with faces full of disbelief. They never would have dreamed that Ling Yu's physical body was strong to such an extent.

After punching out with his full strength, Ling Yu did not continue to fight. Instead, he borrowed the force of the aftershock from the clash and retreated. In the blink of an eye, he had already rushed out with a speed as fast as lightning.

"Humph!" The other person snorted, the Profound strength started to circulate frantically, he waved his hand high up in the sky, causing the brilliant profound light to transform into a blade blade that chopped horizontally across the sky, cutting through the waist of the seven or eight trees in front of him, causing them all to fall one by one. Unfortunately, Ling Yu's speed was too fast, the attacks he released simply did not hit Ling Yu's body.

"Is this guy really a new inner disciple?" "He ran so fast?" The young man said coldly.

"What are you still standing there for? Junior brother Changfeng was killed by his fist. If we don't take him down, how are we going to explain this to him?"

"Hmph, you still want to run? Chase after him!"

Seeing that Ling Yu was actually uninjured, the few of them harbored thoughts in their hearts and chased after him.

However, they had still underestimated Ling Yu's strength. Even though they had already exhausted all of their efforts and pushed their speed to the limit, they were still unable to catch up to Ling Yu.

"God damn, isn't this guy a waste? How come he runs so fast?"

"Everyone, be careful. This boy is not simple. He was clearly determined to be a waste that couldn't cultivate. It seems like his talent is very good."

"No matter how good his talent is, it's useless. Cultivating to this degree has already reached the limit. However, if he has a way to break through again, then his continued growth will be immeasurable."

"Regardless of whether he can continue cultivating or not, this kid killed junior brother Changfeng. We can't let him leave here alive, or else we won't be able to explain ourselves when we go back."

Although these people were young, their talent in cultivation was not bad. To have passed the Yuan Yang Peak's Hall Competition at such a young age and become a core disciple, they were already proud and arrogant people. Now that they were thrown far behind by a piece of trash like Ling Yu, they could not help but feel infuriated and followed closely behind Ling Yu, vowing to kill Ling Yu in the middle of the nothingness.

However, they never expected that at the same time, Ling Yu's face was also filled with an expression of pain.

"Fuck, you can't be so unlucky. You were even bitten by a dog when you were walking over there. These guys are so fast, yet you can't get rid of them!"

Ling Yu sensed that the few of them were still pursuing him closely and could not help but feel speechless. They were core disciples after all, and their strength was indeed far beyond that of an ordinary inner disciple.

Even though his strength was also improving by leaps and bounds, the amount of time needed for cultivation was simply too short.

Facing several core disciples whose strength was one realm higher than him, he still had a feeling that he was powerless.

It was a good thing that Ling Yu trained in the Soul Martial Arts, his body was extremely strong, he had plenty of energy, and after running for a long time, he did not need to be afraid of them.

However, Ling Yu still considered about another problem.

He was very clear about the sect rules of the youngster who had just been beaten to death. Killing a fellow sect member was a grave crime, and she might even be executed at any moment.