Moreover, this figure method did not require spiritual power. It was created by imitating the immortal beast Dijiang in the previous life. And it was entirely based on physical power.
Suddenly, his body seemed to be an afterimage, flashing at an astonishing speed.
Almost at the same time, Qu Guangtong's fist passed over his skin.
He could clearly perceive Qu Guangtong's punch, and his skin was hot.
Ling Yun was very dissatisfied. This body was too weak. Facing just Qu Guangtong, he was so cowardly.
However, even so, Qu Guangtong on the opposite side had been shocked.
Even if it was Ling Yun at his peak could not escape his sudden attack.
But what was going on now?
This waste actually escaped?
He fixed his eyes and looked at Ling Yun, and found that the latter still had a broken soul and no vitality of spiritual power.
It seemed that this waste was just lucky.
"Kneel!"
With a single blow, Qu Guangtong did not give up the attack, and he was fiercer. His big hand was like a giant mountain, and he shot at Ling Yun with a more violent might.
In Ling Yun's eyes, there was a gleam of cold light.
This Qu Guangtong was really out of control. He thought he could bully him because of his broken soul.
It was really impossible for someone else to use such a broken body against Half Step Martial Artist.
But what kind of person was Ling Yun?
Qu Guangtong's martial arts was full of flaws in his eyes.
Elixir Defensing Power!
Ling Yun's hands were like holding Yin Yang Fish, holding Qu Guangtong's fist back.
This was his peerless creation in his previous life.
In the elixir, some would give birth to psychic spirits, and they would fly away when they become the elixir, as powerful as a tyrannosaurus.
To deal with this, Ling Yun specially created this method to take down the elixir.
In his previous life, even the power of the Emperor could be resolved by this method.
However, now that his strength was too low, despite dissolving most of Qu Guangtong's strength, he was still bombarded and his body heavily dropped more than ten meters away.
But Qu Guangtong was not comfortable either.
When Ling Yun was bombed, his fingers slammed into his palm, causing a disturbance in his spiritual power. He almost spit out blood, and he could not help stepping back.
This scene, in the eyes of others, was simply incredible.
"Impossible!"
Many people had their eyes wide open.
"A waste with a broken soul cannot have such strength. It must because the treasure in him."
After being surprised, everyone in Wanxiang suddenly became anxious.
Obviously, they already believed that Ling Yun's ability to block Qu Guangtong relied on the treasure.
And this treasure was undoubtedly the Bailu Sword.
"You waste, watch this!"
Qu Guangtong turned shame into anger.
After being hit by a waste, he felt particularly shameful.
Just as he was about to attack again, a white shadow like a flying fairy landed from the sky.
Qu Guangtong hurriedly resisted.
Boom!
His palms immediately collided with the white figure.
Bang...
Suddenly, Qu Guangtong's palms was shaken, and he was struck backwards several steps.
His face became extremely gloomy, and his eyes stared coldly behind Ling Yun.
It was not others, but Su Wanyu who blocked him.
"Eh."
Su Wanyu stepped back more than ten steps, spilling with blood.
But this still caused a great shock to the others in the hall.
They knew that Su Wanyu was very talented, but did not expect that she would be so strong.
In the Dajing dynasty, the cultivation of martial arts could be divided into nine classes, Wu Zhe, Wu Shi, Wu Wang, Wu Zong, Da Wu Zong, Wu Zun, Wu Huang, Wu Sheng and Wu Di.
As a ninth level of Wu Zhe, she withstood Qu Guangtong, the Wu Shi, which was truly cross the border to confront the enemy.
Such legendary events which could only happen to those top powers had been witnessed by them.
Moreover, no one thought that Su Wanyu would help Ling Yun.
The relationship between Su Wanyu and Ling Yun was often icy and alienated.
Su Wanyu didn't pay attention to other people's thoughts, only stared at Qu Guangtong coldly.
She used to be cold and harsh towards Ling Yun in the past, but that was because she was angry with Ling Yun's indisputable spirit and hoped that Ling Yun would be motivated.
Deep in her heart, she still remembered the scene.
When she was young, her talent was unremarkable. And once she was seriously ill, no one visited her.
Only Ling Yun, who was younger than her, came to visit her and gave her medicine to cure her illness.
This memory might be nothing to Ling Yun, but she remembered it crystal clear.
It was just that she was not good at expressing feelings. The more she cared about Ling Yun, the stricter her requirements were, which caused Ling Yun to become more and more alienated from her.
But this still couldn't change her feelings for Ling Yun, let alone allowing someone to kill Ling Yun.
"How dare you?"
Qu Guangtong was so angry that he changed his attention and decided to suppress Su Wanyu, a supporter of Ling Yun first.
Why did he secretly insult Ling Yun, instead of acting brightly?
The existence of other elders was one reason, but not the root cause. After all, other elders were also disappointed with Ling Yun.
It was all because of Su Wanyu, a senior disciple, who had always maintained a clear-cut the orthodoxy of the sect, making him rather frightened.
Facts had also proved that Su Wanyu was really wicked.
Today he happened to take this opportunity to get rid of Su Wanyu.
Huh!
Suddenly, he rushed to Su Wanyu.
Su Wanyu looked dignified.
No matter how talented she was, the gap between her and the elder was clear. She could not win him.
But even if she desperately resisted, she would not let the elder do whatever he wanted.
"Sister, move two steps to the left, and use the Sleeve Sword to hit Tanzhong Acupoint on his chest."
Just when Su Wanyu decided to fight with him regardless of her life, a calm voice came into her ears.
Su Wanyu's eyes showed a different color.
It was Ling Yun's voice.
Ling Yun's ridiculous past made her not intend to listen.
At this time, she caught the panic in Qu Guangtong's eyes. She subconsciously did what Ling Yun said.
Unexpected things appeared, just listening to the stabbing, Qu Guangtong dodged in a panic, and his chest was wiped with a bloodstain by Su Wanyu's white sleeves.
"No, it must be a coincidence."
Qu Guangtong was unacceptable, and he launched a fiercer attack.
"Behind him, attack the sixth quarter of his spine."
Ling Yun's voice was always undulating.
Su Wanyu felt inexplicably relieved.
Next, under the guidance of Ling Yun, Su Wanyu actually suppressed Qu Guangtong in an all-round way.
Boom!
Qu Guangtong was defeated and howled against the pillar.
Realizing the situation, he yelled, "Su Wanyu, how dare you attack me, the elder? This is an offense. Apologize!"
The others were shocked.
Ling Yun actually helped Su Wanyu to hurt Qu Guangtong?
How powerful and talented he was?
It was a pity that no matter how talented Ling Yun was, after all, his soul was broken and his fate could not be changed.
Many disciples of Bailu Sect felt sorry for him.
"I? Offense? Then, the elder, you attacked the master. How do you call that?"
Su Wanyu was also excited, but she temporarily suppressed these emotions, staring coldly at Qu Guangtong.
When she spoke, her forehead and cheeks were sweaty, and her face was obviously pale.
Ling Yun felt sorry for seeing this.
He had already seen that Su Wanyu had a lack of spiritual power and it was difficult to continue the attack, otherwise he would not mind guiding Su Wanyu to kill Qu Guangtong on the spot.
Right now, he could just give up the idea.
"Jerk!"
Qu Guangtong was speechless.
If he succeeded in killing Ling Yun just now, then it would undoubtedly be another scene.
He would sweep the people like Su Wanyu.
He just failed, so he had to admit it.
Of course, it was obviously impossible for him to bow to a junior.
He couldn't help sneering, "Me? How dare a disciple like you claim to punish me?"
Su Wanyu was stagnant for a while. She did not have the power to punish the elders.
"She's not qualified. What about me?"
Just then, Ling Yun's voice sounded, "Or do you think that you are powerful than the master?"
This was an upright discourse suppression.