Peerless Dandi

Chapter 137 Blood Arhat
The visitor was two heads taller than ordinary people, with a majestic body, a pair of blood eyes, piercing and cold, making people daunting.

He stood in the air, stepped forward, and directly stepped on Lin Yun's head. The aura was like a mountain falling, which made many people change color and couldn't help but retreat.

"Just you, a small seventh-level spirit-gathering realm, wanting to get a place in the clan? Go to hell!"

Xia Hao snorted coldly, the strength under his feet involuntarily increased, his bloody spiritual power surged, and he didn't pay attention to Lin Yun, as if life and death depended on his single thought.

Looking at Xia Hao's movements, the Xia family disciples who were watching all around couldn't help but change their colors. Unexpectedly, after not seeing each other for a few months, Xia Hao's strength has reached such a level. If he is allowed to enter the clan territory, breaking through to the spiritual realm will definitely not be a problem.

"This time I see how Lin Yun will keep his spot. Xia Hao's strength is much stronger than that of Xia Yang. Once he makes a move, he will definitely not give Lin Yun a chance to fight back."

Among the onlookers, many people looked at Lin Yun jokingly. They believed that Lin Yun would definitely lose against Xia Hao.

Compared to Xia Yang, Xia Hao has practiced outside for a long time, and his combat experience and realm are much better than the former. Lin Yun can easily defeat Xia Yang, but he may not be able to defeat Xia Hao in the same way.

Lin Yun was indifferent, watching the big foot stepping towards him, he slammed his right hand, and fixed that foot in the air faster than lightning.

Xia Hao's foot that was about to fall was grabbed by Lin Yun in such a way, and the inertia came, causing a smear of pain to appear on his face.

The bone in his right foot was in pain, as if he was being handcuffed by someone with iron chains, unable to take half a step, and even with his spiritual power, he was also imprisoned by it.

"Foreign boy, you..."

Xia Hao's face was ferocious, and with a loud roar, he broke free from Lin Yun's palm while his spiritual power was spreading. After turning his body in mid-air for several weeks, he let go of his inertia and stood firmly on his feet.

Looking at this scene, the disciples of the Xia family couldn't help being stunned. Even Xia Hao was blocked back. Could it be that under the spirit realm, no one can really restrain Lin Yun?

"Where did this guy jump out from? Why is he so strong? Xia Hao's vast spiritual power was actually suppressed by his palm?"

Some people whispered softly, and there was a hint of speculation about Lin Yun's identity. At first, they were just Lin Yun, a generation of casual cultivators, and they didn't take him seriously, but now it seems that it is far from what they imagined before.

"With a bit of strength, no wonder I can defeat that idiot Xia Yang, but if you think I am the same as him, then you are wrong!"

Xia Hao sneered, with a ferocious look on his face, the bloody figure stepped out again, the spiritual power in his body soared, and when he swung his fists, it swept away like two bloody whirlwinds.

Feeling Xia Hao's changes, Lin Yun's face remained flat, and the purple gold blood in his body surged. With bursts of dragon chants resounding, Lin Yun punched away. The huge fist, mixed with the purple gold energy, instantly shook Xia Hao's momentum. Compare it.

"boom!"

In the next second, the two fists met, a huge sonic boom erupted, and the huge fluctuation of spiritual power almost overturned the house. Huge cracks spread out from under the two people's feet like spider webs, and the whole land appeared chapped.

The intense oppression in the air caused Xia Hao's eyes to flash with solemnity. He never expected that a guy at the seventh level of the Spirit Gathering Realm could erupt with such a powerful force. A punch could injure him.

Gritting his teeth, he waved his fists and collided with Lin Yun again, regardless of the numbness from his arms. At this time, he did not back down, because once he retreated, he would lose the confidence to win. Sometimes confidence is more important than strength. , is more important.

Countless broken stones were startled from the fists of the two, Xia Hao was like a berserker, constantly attacking frantically, tirelessly, surrounded by bloody spiritual power, making him look extraordinarily ferocious.

Lin Yun, on the other hand, came late and was even crazier than Xia Hao. He turned into a purple-gold mansion and rushed over with bloody energy.

Lin Yun's attack was simple and direct. It was just pure physical strength. He punched out, followed by countless purple and gold blood, arousing bursts of fierce energy.

Boom!

Lin Yun raised his hands and feet, and there was the sound of landslides and tsunami. Zijin was full of blood, like a god of war, invincible in the world, and swung several punches one after another.

Under Lin Yun's power, Xia Hao's face turned ashen. From the beginning, he entered Lin Yun's rhythm. Until now, he could only defend passively. As Lin Yun's momentum became stronger and stronger, he Even defense is a bit difficult.

"Get out of here!"

Xia Hao let out an angry roar, bloody spiritual power shot out all over his body, a huge wave of spiritual power spread out from his fist, and hit Lin Yun's fists heavily.

The two fists met, and endless power swept away. Both of them took a few steps back. Looking at the ashen-faced Xia Hao in the field, the expressions of the Xia family disciples who were watching couldn't help but change slightly.

"Are you enjoying yourself?"

Xia Hao looked at Lin Yun gloomily, the anger in his eyes could not be concealed, even in the outside world, he had never been suppressed like this before.

"so so."

Lin Yun glanced at his hands, curled his lips and said.

It has to be said that Lin Yun's indifferent and calm appearance, in Xia Hao's eyes, really made him feel a tightness in his chest. Could it be that he really regarded himself as a training partner?
"Go to hell!"

His teeth bit together bitterly, making a creaking sound. Xia Hao looked at Lin Yun with murderous intent in his eyes, and his blood energy and spiritual power continued to condense on his body, turning into a suit of armor. It made everyone tremble.

"Blood Arhat? Xia Hao is really angry, and even used Blood Arhat."

Looking at the layer of armor that appeared on Xia Hao's body, the expressions of the surrounding Xia family disciples couldn't help but change slightly.

Listening to the words of the surrounding disciples, Lin Yun's face was also slightly frozen. He could feel Xia Hao's change, and that bloody armor would at least be a mysterious level combat skill.

"Ugh…"

Sighing lightly, Lin Yun shook his head helplessly. It seems that the quota of this clan really brought him a lot of trouble, but if anyone wants to take this quota from him, it depends on him. How strong is it.

Looking at Lin Yun's actions with cold eyes, the bloody spiritual power on Xia Hao's body became more and more intense. In the end, amidst the surging spiritual power, a bloody arhat appeared faintly behind him.

"Boy, I will let you know today that the land of the Xia family is not something you, a foreign kid, can get your hands on."

A ferocious smile appeared at the corner of Xia Hao's mouth, and the bloody figure suddenly trembled, and after a short while, it appeared directly above Lin Yun...

(End of this chapter)