However, Ling Muyun obviously wanted to disappoint Hong Antong. After hearing Hong Antong's words, Ling Muyun sneered and expressed his sarcasm: "Hong Antong, I have never been loyal to you, so how could I betray you? Don't take yourself too seriously. I just fooled you a few words. Do you really treat yourself as a god? You don't urinate and look at yourself, you deserve it. If the god was reincarnated, you would have been so embarrassed that you would have hit you to death!"

"Ling Muyun, you're talking nonsense. I'm obviously the reincarnation of Emperor Gou Chen. Don't even think about lie to me. I won't believe your nonsense!"

Hong Antong was angry and excited. What he was most proud of was the reincarnation of Emperor Gou Chen. He believed in this matter and had even become his spiritual support. But now Ling Muyun told him that this spiritual support was simply false, how could he accept it?

"Hong Antong, you are really not ordinary stupid. If you just fool me, you will take it seriously. Master, I think you are pitiful. If you tell you a few words of truth, you don't believe it. You can't even tell the truth clearly. You are really not ordinary stupid!"

"Ling Muyun, you are looking for death!" Hong Antong roared and rushed towards Ling Muyun. His body suddenly rushed forward like a strong wind. In an instant, he rushed to Ling Muyun's body, stood up with a single palm and slashed towards Ling Muyun in his chest.

Ling Muyun suddenly felt a terrifying wind coming towards him, making him suffocate. He felt like a huge thunderous * was rushing towards him. He was shocked. He didn't expect that Hong Antong's speed was so fast, and the power of a palm was so fierce, far exceeding his expectations. He felt like a heavy chariot suddenly rushed to him. He did not dare to take it head-on, and hurriedly used the secret technique of moving across the sky to move several feet out of thin air to avoid Hong Antong's edge.

However, Ling Muyun was faster than Hong Antong. Seeing that his palm was about to fall, Hong Antong suddenly turned his palm and suddenly turned his palm horizontally. The strong wind was like a knife and slashed towards Ling Muyun again. Although it was just a flesh palm, the sharp palm wind was as sharp as a knife. Its power was definitely not weaker than the real steel knife horizontal slash, and it was even more domineering, and it was just a matter of time to crack gold and shatter.

Ling Muyun had just used a movement across the sky, and Hong Antong's palm sword followed. He could hardly dodge it again. The long sword in his hand was on the outer door again, and it was too late to return to the sword to block it. He immediately gritted his teeth, bent his left leg slightly, bent his right arm inward, and his palm drew a semicircle in the void, and then pushed it forward with a "hunting" sound and hit it up, but it was the first "Kanglong You Repent" of the eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms that he used.

With a "bang", two sharp palm winds collided together, as if a thunder sounded in the air, and a strong storm suddenly stirred up in the yard, sweeping around. The strong wind roared and vigorously blew, sweeping the dust on the ground and scattered with the wind.

Ling Muyun felt a huge shock in her body, and her body involuntarily retreated backwards, retreating seven or eight feet apart before regaining her foothold. The blood in her chest was boiling, and a mouthful of blood almost spurted out. She looked at Hong Antong with shock: "Have you actually entered the innate realm?"

The strength shown by Hong Antong was far beyond Ling Muyun's expectations. He knew Hong Antong's strength well before, that is, he was close to the level of acquired success, and even did not even enter the realm of acquired success. Originally, Ling Muyun thought that even if Hong Antong practiced the Star-absorbing Technique, the time was still short, and it would be great to be able to further advance to the realm of acquired success.

But from the battle just now, Hong Antong's skills are so powerful that among the masters he once knew, Hong Qigong and Huang Yaoshi in the Legend of the Condor Heroes can compare with him. Although they are far less pure than those two, their thickness is not inferior! If not, Ling Muyun would not have suffered such a great loss after using the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm, which is the most powerful in the world. Although the palm technique of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm is extremely powerful, it still needs internal strength as support. When the internal strength difference is too large, even the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm can only return in disgrace.

Hong Antong laughed arrogantly and said, "Hahaha, right, my leader has entered the innate realm of extraordinary saints. Now you know how powerful my leader is! Do you regret it? But it's too late to regret it. You dare to deceive me. I will suck your skills and throw it into the dragon pond to feed the dragon, so that you can know what the end of deceiving me will be!"

Ling Muyun swallowed his saliva. He was really scared by Hong Antong's madness. It should be noted that although the Star-Sucking Technique can absorb the internal energy of others for its own use, it also has great disadvantages. After all, these internal energy is owned by others and is different from the internal energy attributes of those who practice Dafa. Therefore, after being inhaled into the body, it cannot be integrated with its own internal energy. Although it can be used by those who practice Dafa, it cannot be used freely like the true energy they have cultivated.

Moreover, as the years go by, the internal strength of others absorbed is increasing. When the internal strength of one's own internal strength is not enough to control and suppress the alien internal strength in the body, the skills of those absorbed will suddenly backfire. The more skills you absorb, the greater the power of counterattack. If you don't want to remedy it, you will inevitably be able to reverse the internal strength and die. Hong Antong's first practice of this skill will absorb the internal strength of others so unscrupulously. With just a martial arts practice that is not enough to achieve the acquired realm, he dares to crazyly absorb the internal strength of others as a helper and forcibly enter the innate realm. This behavior is simply seeking death by oneself!

However, even so, Ling Muyun did not feel any relief. Even if Hong Antong could not escape the backlash of the alien internal force in the future, that would be the future. Since it has not yet occurred, Hong Antong is a real innate master. Although he has forcibly improved to the innate realm by using tricks to get tricks, he is much weaker than other innate masters, but he is also a innate master. Even with Ling Muyun's current methods, he can't help but feel very difficult.

"Brother Ling, how are you? Are you hurt?" At this time, a beautiful man in red suddenly appeared from the gate connecting the inner and outer courtyards, rushed to Ling Muyun, and asked Ling Muyun with concern.

But it was Su Quan who arrived later. She glanced at Ling Muyun with a pale face and said softly: "Brother Ling, are you okay? If you are really not his opponent, don't show off. Keep the green mountains there, don't be afraid of no firewood. As long as you can get out, you will always have a chance to take revenge."

Ling Yun smiled slightly, waved his hand and said, "Sister Su, don't worry, I was just inadvertent, this old guy took advantage of it. It's nothing big. As long as I'm careful next, he may not be able to beat me."

Seeing that Su Quan and Ling Muyun were intimate and seemed unusual, Hong Antong couldn't help but shout at Su Quan and asked angrily: "Bitch, what is your relationship with this kid?"

Su Quan glanced at him impatiently and said, "Hong Antong, what is my relationship with Brother Ling and what does it have to do with you?"

Hong Antong was furious: "What do you have to do with me? You are my Hong Antong's woman. You are close to other men. You dare to ask what you have to do with me? You bitch, tell me quickly, what is your relationship with him, otherwise I will kill you!"

Ling Muyun mocked him and saw Hong Antong, and suddenly reached out and brought Su Quan into his arms, and said with a smile: "My sister and I are handsome, one are unparalleled, one are unparalleled, one is love of the man, and the other is intentional, Hong Antong, what relationship do you think we can have?"

"You guys, I'm going to kill you!"

Hong Antong roared angrily, pounced towards Ling Muyun like a mad tiger. For any man, stealing a wife is the most unbearable shame, and for Hong Antong, a powerful man who has enjoyed decades of honor and controls the lives and deaths of tens of thousands of religions, this shame is even more unbearable.

"It's not certain who kills whom!"

Looking at Hong Antong whose eyes were red, Ling Muyun suddenly pushed Su Quan in his arms several feet away from the side. He shook the long sword in his hand, and the evil-proof God Sword, which had already been mastered, was immediately used. The sharp sword light flew like a waterfall and poured towards Hong Antong.

At the same time, the demon seeds in his mind were beating, and the spiritual power surged out like a tide. The invisible and tangible spiritual power burst out, like a silk thread, spreading out from his brain, like a shadowless and invisible net, emitting into the surrounding space, and exerting the spiritual power field that had been understood for a while. It was immediately included in his observation and control within a range of one meter, controlling the air within this range to move aside to avoid hindering the sword.

After the battle just now, Ling Muyun has fully realized Hong Antong's strength, especially his huge advantage in his skills. If he is against the enemy with empty hands, even if he is carrying various skills such as the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and Nine Yin Divine Claws, he is definitely not a match for Hong Antong. He can only use the evil-repelling sword and supplemented with the mental power field and work together with a two-pronged approach to win.

Ling Muyun's sword shot immediately shocked Hong Antong. With a sword in his hand, Ling Muyun seemed to have suddenly increased his martial arts, and his speed increased more than twice in an instant. A dazzling sword light instantly crossed several feet of land and shot in front of Hong Antong in an instant. The cold sword energy pierced Hong Antong's neck and a cold hair stood up. A long-lost sense of crisis suddenly rose in Hong Antong's heart.

"Get out!" Hong Antong shouted in surprise, and his body, which had already rushed into the sky, suddenly stumbled, and his palms suddenly slapped the power towards him.
Chapter completed!