Peerless Dandi

Chapter 149 Inheritance
It can be said that this Long Xingjun is the strongest body Lin Yun has encountered so far. Even Xia Yuan does not have such a tyrannical body. With a punch, it is like hitting steel, and he cannot rush forward.

But fortunately, after thousands of years of marching, the dragon's own realm has fallen, and he can only rely on his physical body to attack. Under the current situation, this greatly reduces the danger of everyone.

Lin Yun's eyes were fixed on the surrounding Long Xingjun. At this time, the offensive of the crowd had already started in full swing, and various combat skills shot up into the sky, hitting them continuously.

However, in the face of the crowd's attack, those Long Xingjun didn't react too much, they simply raised their fists to meet them, and every time they waved their palms, there would be a terrifying sound of oppression, letting those combat skills fall on the fists, just leaving A faint white mark did not cause any substantial harm to them at all.

And with their shots, every minute someone will be blasted out, and they will break through all methods with all their strength, which is vividly displayed on them.

They lost several people in just a few minutes, which made everyone more careful. They haven't seen Zuta yet, so they don't want to lose their qualifications here.

Lin Yun stood in the distance, staring closely at the hill-like Long Xingjun, his whole body was boiling with blood, and he was much more solemn. If he didn't use 100% of his strength to deal with this guy, I'm afraid he would be blown away like other disciples go out.

The blow was fruitless, and the hill-like dragon Xingjun stomped the ground again, slightly clenched his terrifying big hands, carrying terrifying power, and smashed towards Lin Yun.

The surrounding air exploded under this punch, and the whole ground was sunken.

"open!"

Lin Yun looked at the fist that was smashed open like a mountain, and purple gold blood energy emerged from his body, and the whistling of spiritual power seemed to have the whistling of a dragon.

The left hand folded into waves, the right hand disappeared, and both palms were opened together. A breath no less than the former swept out, and immediately collided with it fiercely.

When the two meet, there is a terrifying collision, and violent fluctuations of spiritual power spread out from the collision, sweeping all directions.

"A kid from outside also wants to get involved in the Fire Dragon Palace? How about it, has he been punished? Such a powerful dragon army should have belonged to the commander level a thousand years ago."

Looking at Lin Yun who was suppressed by Long Xingjun, the two people beside Xia Shengwei suddenly sneered.

The two of them had also snatched Lin Yun's spot before, but they didn't expect to be suppressed by Lin Yun. Now seeing Lin Yun being suppressed like this by Long Xingjun, they couldn't help feeling relieved.

Lin Yun was suspended in mid-air, looking at the hill-like Long Xingjun with serious eyes. In the collision just now, Long Xingjun's strength was already much stronger than Lin Yun's, but with his super mental strength, he discovered that this Although Long Xingjun was strong, his reaction speed was much slower.

This kind of slowness is almost undetectable to people who have not cultivated spiritual power, but it is impossible to hide it for a pharmacist like Lin Yun.

Lin Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and the sleeve cannons rang out with vigor, countless streaks of purple-gold spiritual power condensed on his body surface, and immediately rushed towards the marching dragon at a terrifying speed.

"What is this guy doing? Can't find death? He dares to fight Long Xingjun at close quarters?"

"It's really naive to want to get close to Long Xingjun because of his strong physical body."

"It would be funny if he was blown away with a slap."

Seeing Lin Yun's actions, the disciples of the Xia family all around sneered. Long Xingjun has an inexplicable majesty in the Xia family, especially in terms of physical body, which is difficult for ordinary people to surpass. Now Lin Yun dares to do so A collision is simply courting death.

Swish!
When they sneered, Lin Yun's figure had already arrived in front of that Long Xingjun as fast as lightning, and he swung his fists continuously, like wave palms, one punch after another, and each punch was more fierce than the last.

Bang bang bang!
The punch was solid, and that Long Xingjun was able to confront Lin Yun in the first few punches, but as Lin Yun's speed became faster and faster, that Long Xingjun seemed a little flustered, waving his fists The frequency became slower and slower, and soon Lin Yun's attack was out of joint.

"It's now!"

Lin Yun whispered, and punched out, and the dragon shadow emerged behind him, roaring, blasting towards Long Xingjun's chest with a breath of disdain for the world.

boom!
With this punch, Lin Yun exhausted all his strength, and a violent wave of spiritual power erupted from Long Xingjun's chest. After that, a large piece of his uninjured body was sunken, and then his figure fell down. He flew out and slammed into the pillar behind him.

Xia Shengwei, Xia Feng and the people who were still laughing at Lin Yun before saw Lin Yun blowing Long Xingjun away with one punch, their pupils shrank and their expressions changed drastically. Blown away with a punch?

Is this guy really so strong?

One after another looked at the figure standing in mid-air, and couldn't help but have complicated eyes.

In the sky, Lin Yun sensed the gazes of the crowd, and couldn't help curling his lips, but he didn't just leave, but stared closely at the place where the dust rose, because he felt that Long Xingjun was not so easily defeated .

Sure enough, in the next second, a figure burst out from the dust, his eyes fixed on Lin Yun, and there seemed to be a strange wave in his eyes.

"You are not... from the Xia family..."

An intermittent voice came from Long Xingjun's mouth, from which he could hear a trace of doubt and regret.

Hearing this voice, everyone was stunned, their figures quickly retreated, and left the battlefield. With their withdrawal, the remaining Long Xingjun also surrounded the leader Long Xingjun who was high on the hill.

"This junior is indeed not a disciple of the Xia family."

Lin Yun didn't hide anything, nodded and said, since this person has already recognized him, it's pointless for Lin Yun to hide any more. Fortunately, he said it directly, anyway, he can't drive himself out because of this.

"It's a pity, if you are a disciple of the Xia family, you will definitely be able to get the inheritance in the palace, but now you have no chance..." Hearing this, the commander of the Long Xing army shook his head regretfully, his voice slightly hoarse.

Hearing this, the disciples of the Xia family all around were startled, and a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes looking at the palace. Is there really an inheritance left by the first generation of Patriarch in this palace?

The first generation Patriarch of the Xia family has a supreme reputation in the Xia family. Even if it is a thousand years later, when talking about him, all the disciples of the Xia family respect him.

Now knowing that there is indeed an inheritance left by him in this palace, the crowd of the Xia family suddenly became enraged. You must know that it is the inheritance of the owner of the blood of the dragon clan...

(End of this chapter)