Dragon Emperor, Martial God

Kunlun Sword Pie, Kunlun Mountain, Kunlun.

Taoist Daoist mentioned Kunlun three times in one sentence!

This sentence is a little roundabout, but Lingyun thought about it a little bit and tasted something special.

Kunlun Sword is sent to Kunlun Mountain to guard the mountain gate... Kunlun Mountain even if the scenery is beautiful and spectacular, why do you need a gate to guard the mountain gate? Do you want to knock on the door when you get into Kunlun Mountain?

To offend the Kunlun Swordsmen is to challenge the dignity of Kunlun. How can a mountain have dignity? Unless Mount Kunlun really has a mountain god.

Ling Yun read the lightning bolt and quickly figured out the key. He pretended to be confused and asked: “What is Kunlun? ”

Kunlun Sword Pie is not the key, Kunlun Mountain is not the key...

Kunlun is the key!

Because Dao Chang said Ling Yun is challenging Kunlun's dignity, only someone, some people, or a force of people will have dignity!

This time, the dao chang began to scratch his head. He looked at Lingyun's eyes filled with confusion and wonder, and gradually turned to solemnity and curiosity. His eyebrows gradually expanded.

On Taoist's face, he revealed the ultimate in fun. He couldn't help but look at Zhiyuan Zen Master again and exchange his eyes.

Zhiyuan Zen Master Bao is solemn, but he also has an unexpected look. Silkworms frown tightly, it seems because something doesn't make sense.

Ling Yun then noticed that Zhiyuan and Flushing the eyes of the two people fell on their left hand, almost independently.

Lingyun's left hand naturally didn't grow any flowers, except for killing too many people and contaminating some blood, which is no different than usual.

But Lingyun knew that he was wearing a space ring on his left hand.

Dao Chang suddenly raised his head and smiled. He opened his face and said to Lingyun: “You don't even know Kunlun? You really don't know, or you just don't know? ”

Ling Yun smiled bitterly: “Of course I really don't know. ”

Ling Yun then looked at Daoist and Zhiyuan Zen Master and looked forward to the answer he wanted.

He just coughed softly and squeezed his eyes. The old god was there and said: "We don't know either. ”

Ling Yun almost didn't spit blood on the spot. Shit, come on, you're lying to me too. Would you please be a professional?!

Isn't this a waste of my time?

Ling Yun looked at the faces of Daoist and Zhiyuan Zen Master and knew that he could not keep any secrets from them, so he immediately turned back to the real question.

“You don't have to scare me, I never knew how to write two words, and I don't care about challenging the dignity of Kunlun...”

“If Li Kungwu dares to arrest my aunt, then I must kill him! ”

Ling Yun said that killing Li Kungwu was not a casual joke, he really wanted to kill each other.

Because Li Kungwu is really a martial arts genius, and it is very difficult to get involved. If Ling Yun met him before tonight, it is not certain who will win or lose.

Of course, victory and defeat here is only about martial arts, not counting as their own cards.

Ling Yun randomly put out a little cards, Li Kungwu will definitely lose. Ling Yun is worried about the speed of Li Kungwu's growth and the great danger he will pose to those around Ling Yun.

Just look at the appearance of Li Kungwu, Li Kungwu's white clothes float, self-esteem is very high, it is always an old man's world's number one master.

But what about him now? White clothes have long been burned down by fire. The sword of love has been cut off by Lingyun. It is covered in scorched black. The flesh and blood of the fire spirit is blurred. It is also the lamb to be slaughtered under Lingyun knife. There must be more wolves and more wolves.

Those who are so proud of Li Kungwu are now in this situation, so humiliated and humiliated, they will surely have a hatred for Ling Yun and Qin Dongxue. In fact, both sides have already made a death feud!

According to Yun's style, how could such a man let him leave Dragon Gate Mountain alive? Isn't that what you do to yourself?

Master Zhiyuan Zen blocked Li Kungwu's body. He was in a steady shape like Taishan. “Amitabha Buddha, since the poor monk stood here, he would not allow the small sponsor to kill Prince Li. Please also ask the small donor to give up this notion. ”

Zhiyuan Zen master is not heavy, and the tone of the tone also has the meaning of pleading, but Lingyun clearly feels the strong will of Zhiyuan Zen master.

The corner of Lingyun's mouth squeezed tightly and said in a low voice: "Master Zhiyuan Zen, you think I'm going to kill someone, can you really stop me? ”

Zhiyuan Zen smiled bitterly: “The poor monk has just seen the body of the small master, he has already lamented himself, but the poor monk still believes that within the two husbands, the poor monk can confidently protect the integrity of Master Li. ”

Lingyun's magic charm effect on himself is still there. He is confident that he will not be faster than himself.

But speed, it's only through enough distance that you can see the gap, and if you're almost there, within a certain distance, you can't see the difference at all.

Zhiyuan Zen said he was confident that he could keep Li Kungwu safe, and now he is only two meters away from Li Kungwu.

Ling Yun turned his head and looked at the dao chang.

Taoist Chancellor also laughed bitterly: “Ling Yun, it is not an idle exaggeration. With me and Master Zhiyuan Zen, you will never kill Prince Li tonight. ”

Lingyun was a little annoyed. Suddenly, the momentum was fierce and he took the knife one step forward.

Dao Chang's hands swung, bitterly persuaded: "Ling Yun, you must understand that me and Zhiyuan Zen Master are not harming you, but helping you...”

“But I still want to try! ”

Lingyun carried out a dragon frenzy, drank like a heavenly thunder at the top of Dragon Gate Mountain. At the same moment, he carried out a shape-shifting!

Twelve real shadows appeared almost simultaneously around Li Kungwu, forming a perfect circle. Each Lingyun waved a knife, sweeping across the edge, sweeping towards Li Kungwu in the center of the circle!

Transform, twelve in one!

This is the limit that Lingyun can reach after using the divine character.

“When, when...”

Weapon impact, gold iron symphony almost irrespective of the successive sounds, sensation Far Far Zen master flying, body shadow lightning shuttle, actually with the huge zen wand in hand, held every knife cut out by Ling Yun!

Brush!

Lingyun returned to his place, as if he had never moved at all. He just felt the pain in his right hand and the tiger's mouth was numb.

He chopped twelve knives out of his breath from twelve directions. The knife was chopped on the wand of Master Akiyuen Zen. Every time, the magic knife was shaken open by the wand!

“How dare this old monk from Shaolin Temple be so powerful?! ”

There was some shock in Ling Yun's heart, but there was always no expression on his face.

“Amitabha Buddha, the poor monk is disrespectful... and looks to the little master Haihan. ”

Zhiyuan Zen Master also returned to his place, his face appeared a bloody color, but quickly recovered as usual.

Ling Yun was shocked in his heart. It seems that the shock in Far Zen Master's heart has already turned over. After dealing with Ling Yun, he now finally understands why these masters of Long Tiger Mountain and Kunlun Sword Pie lost so quickly and so miserably.

Lingyun not only has the horrible speed, but also the power against the sky. That power can be lowered by ten times!

A mountain falls in front of you. Do you still want to hold it with your hands?

Running away or dying is so simple and cruel.

Zhiyuan Zen suddenly felt a little worthless for the Dragon Tiger Mountain and the Kunlun Swordsmen. How ridiculous should those people think of fighting more people, relying on wheel warfare or human sea tactics to pile up Lingyun?

Those people died so unjustly...

Zhiyuan Zen master passed the threshold of the ninth floor of the innate early, although he was still in the first little realm of the early ninth floor of the innate, but the first nine was after all the first nine.

Even so, after the twelve knives of Lingyun, Zhiyuan Zen master knew that his true qi consumed 30%, arms wrists and tiger mouth, all acid and linen!

Moreover, Zhiyuan Zen master uses a heavy wand and takes advantage of Lingyun.

“Appreciate it! ”

Lingyun forcibly pressed down the qi and blood in Dantian, praising Master Zhiyuan Zen sincerely.

Zhiyuan Zen master looked ashamed, slightly turned his head: “The small benefactor praised falsely, the poor monk was ashamed. If the small benefactor did not go through a series of wars, and is now at its peak, the poor monk cannot beat the small benefactor. ”

The attitude of Zhiyuan Zen Master is really that Lingyun doesn't have the idea of fighting. He is always polite and sincere and humble. We can't keep shouting and shouting and killing, can we?

That's too slippery. Lingyun has never been that uninteresting person.

Ling Yun put away the sword directly, looked at the distance and flushed, and asked positively: "Looks like you two are really going to save him? ”

When Master Zhiyuan saw Lingyun's knife, he looked delighted. He said: "Blessed is he who is convenient to himself. Indeed, the little giver has an affair with my Buddha. ”

I really don't want to wear my ass, Yun felt that Far Far Zen master boasted that he had lost his temper at all. He couldn't help but say: "Okay, you can kill him, but I have a few words to ask him. ”

This time Zhiyuan Zen Master promised very simply: “Just ask the small owner. ”

“Li Kungwu, I ask you, why did you Kunlun Sword pies come forward for Shenzhen Mountain? Say it!”

Li Kungwu knew that his life had finally been preserved. Even if he wanted to be arrogant at this time, he could not be arrogant. The defeated in his heart were prepared for Ko. He replied honestly: “The owner of Shenjian Mountain Village originally sent out from our Kunlun Sword. Why do you think I should start for them? ”

So Ling Yun suddenly realized and nodded.

Although Li Kungwu answered honestly, the tone of speech with Ling Yun was still so crazy, which made Ling Yun a little upset.

“Li Kungwu, I don't care what background you have, don't think they will stop you, I can't really kill you, if I really want to kill you, the fairy can't save you! ”

Ling Yunling dropped a cold sentence and asked the question he most wanted to ask.

“I ask you again, what does the Kunlun sword pie have to do with Tianshan's heavenly sword sect? Any dealings? ”

Ling Yun will of course ask Li Kungwu this question because it concerns the whereabouts of his mother Qin Qiuyue.

Li Kungwu was asked by some of his husbands, Jinggang, who couldn't touch his head. He looked confused for half a day and mumbled: “Tianshan Tianjian Sect? What do we have to do with Kunlun Mountain and Tianshan, which are thousands of miles apart, and a Tarim Basin? ”

Ling Yun's eyebrows wrinkled, which made him realize he was asking the wrong person.