He's obviously the villain, but the heroine is all for him?

"Noisy."

A shout filled with spiritual energy interrupted everyone's conversation.

Although they were strong, their hearts were filled with joy.

Sure enough, the Fire Cloud Evil God was seriously injured, and his strength was only at the early stage of the Sun Realm!

"Who will go first?" Ling Yun stepped forward and glanced at this group of warriors. There were warriors from the first to the fifth level of the Sun Realm. They could be said to be the strongest group of people in the righteous path at the moment.

"Hmph, ordinary methods are no longer effective against a demon like you!" The swordsman in white shouted, "Brothers and sisters, attack together! Don't give this demon a chance to breathe!"

"kill!"

"it is good!"

Ling Yun found it a little funny to see them shamelessly describing a group fight as a just duel.

He kicked the hilt of the broadsword, grabbed the hilt in his hand, and with light steps, rushed towards them.

The swordsman in white took the lead. Ling Yun didn't know who he was, but he felt so confident facing the swordsman.

The opponent's swordsmanship was full of loopholes in his eyes, and he could even easily block the opponent's moves with just one hand holding the sword.

Seeing that his sword could always break through his weak points, the white-clothed swordsman was horrified.

Even though Ling Yun's current realm is only the first level of Sun, he is like an impenetrable bucket, with no weaknesses to be found at all!

"Your swordsmanship is terrible. How dare you come up here with such little ability?"

The white-robed swordsman was furious when he heard this. With a clear whistle, the long sword in his hand turned into countless phantoms and slashed towards Lingyun.

Seeing this, the people around him quickly retreated, all preparing their own big moves so that they could catch up if the swordsman was defeated.

Ling Yun's face under the mask made it impossible for them to see his expression, but his sharp eyes had already seen through the opponent's true and false moves.

"here!"

A yellow halo rose out, Ling Yun clasped the broadsword with both hands, all the muscles in his body were mobilized, countless spiritual energy was wrapped around the three-pointed, two-edged sword, and with an invincible momentum, he broke the opponent's swordsmanship!

The ribbon above the white-robed swordsman's head broke, the long sword broke into two pieces, and his chest was pierced by the blade!

Ling Yun used the three-pointed, double-edged sword to madly absorb the spiritual energy from the opponent's body.

The second day of the sun!

There was a crazy murderous intent flashing in Ling Yun's eyes. At this moment, these people in front of him were no longer human beings. They were all just experience bags. It was not a pity to let them die!

The white-clothed swordsman was sucked dry in front of everyone, and the rest of the people were also terrified.

"Who's next?"

"Death to the devil!"

A heavy sword came towards him, cutting through the sky. Before it landed, the floor in front of Lingyun had already cracked, and a sword shadow several feet high appeared in the sky!

This move has no weaknesses that can be broken, it can only be broken with force!

"Well done!"

Ling Yun laughed loudly, holding the big knife, and swung it from bottom to top with a thousand pounds of force. With the simplest, most primitive and most brutal force, he broke the illusion of the heavy knife and cut the knife holder in two!

Ling Yun rushed into the crowd and hacked randomly, cutting several holes in the weapons of many masters.

Although their weapons were far inferior to the three-pointed, double-edged sword, they could still barely put up a fight under the spiritual energy of the Sun Realm. However, if they clashed head-on, they would only end up breaking.

After Ling Yun took the initiative to fall into the encirclement, the original one-on-one crushing situation disappeared. The remaining masters tied with him and began to gain a certain advantage.

While everyone was happy, a few people looked a little flustered.

From the beginning to the end, Ling Yun never showed his martial soul, and they didn't even know what the martial soul of the Fire Cloud Evil God was.

Some say his martial spirit is a demon, others say it's a subtle enhancement that directly strengthens his body...

At this moment, even though Ling Yun was suppressed by everyone, he did not show any panic. His sword skills were full of vigor and his body was spotless.

"That's it?"

Ling Yun felt a little bored and didn't plan to play anymore.

"Devil, you're still stubborn even when death is imminent!"

A woman with a scar on her face stabbed at Ling Yun with a spear, but was deflected by Ling Yun with a knife. Then a dagger stabbed at Ling Yun's lower back, but Ling Yun seemed to have eyes behind him and easily avoided her attack and kicked her wrist.

Every time they thought they could hurt Ling Yun, he would resolve it at an unexpected angle. He shuttled through the crowd like a dragon, making them afraid to use their weapons and not dare to use their martial arts recklessly.

"ended."

Ling Yun roared angrily, and a golden cloud pattern appeared between his eyebrows.

He did not completely liberate his martial soul, but the appearance of the flowing cloud pattern suppressed everyone's realm and enhanced his strength.

He raised his knife and slashed at the gun-wielding woman. Facing the explosively strengthened Ling Yun, the suppressed female warrior had no ability to resist and was instantly turned into pieces!

"Zhanlan!" The man next to him wailed in pain, and rushed forward with the wind and fire stick in his hand to hit him madly.

Ling Yun grabbed his stick with one hand, and while the opponent was struggling with all his strength and his face turned red, he calmly put his face close to him.

"She died because you were too weak. And you were being used as a pawn without even realizing it."

The man's pupils shrank slightly, and before he could react, Ling Yun crushed his wind and fire stick and punched him in the chest.

He vomited blood and flew backwards, and before he hit the ground, he turned into a cold corpse.

The remaining people had already lost their will to resist. Ling Yunxie stared at them with a smile: "Now that you're here, don't leave!"

After an incense stick of time had passed, no one was left alive at the door except Ling Yun.

Want to run?

The two damaged cars illustrate the cost of escape.

Ling Yun used his spiritual energy to evaporate the blood on his body, shook off the blood stains on the three-pointed, double-edged sword, and put it into the space.

He waited until everyone was dead before he began to absorb it slowly.

The door was knocked rhythmically. The person inside opened the door and saw Ling Yun, who was full of murderous aura.

Although there seemed to be no blood on his clothes, the evil aura was enough to devour a person directly.

"Sweeping the streets."

"Yes, Lord Evil God!"

The Rakshasa woman quickly arranged for people to go out and clean up. She looked at Ling Yun's back with her beautiful eyes and felt that his aura was much stronger.

The fifth day of the sun.

The first few corpses helped him quickly ascend to the fifth level, but after he reached the fifth level, the cultivation these people could provide was much less, so that even ten people could not help him break through.

It’s enough for now. Once he kills the Dragon and Tiger brothers after a while, he will be able to break through to the late stage of the Sun Realm and deal with Feng Lingying easily.

He took off his clothes and threw them aside, then soaked in the bathtub. Someone would help him wash.

Ten minutes later, as he was dozing off, he heard soft footsteps behind him.

With a rustling sound, a pair of slender legs as smooth as jade stepped into the pool beside him, and soon an enchanting body fell into his arms.

"Master Evil God, can I help you relax?"

"Ah."

Ling Yun closed his eyes and was too lazy to open them.

Xing Jingwan kissed his handsome face and gently stroked his huge cock with her small hand.

The giant dragon slowly stood up under her massage, like a spear held in her hand, carefully cleaning the purple head and shaft.

"Sir, why don't you keep a few female warriors for your enjoyment? I'm sure they will be very obedient after your training."

"too ugly."

"Yeah, aren't there two pretty good ones?"

"I mean, compared to you, it's so ugly."

Ling Yun grabbed her waist and buried his face in her plumpness.

"Hehe, my lord~" Rakshasa felt sweet in her heart. She twisted her waist and used her breasts to wash Lingyun's face. "I have collected all the information about Feng Lingying's seven disciples..."

The eldest disciple, Yi Qingyue, female, 27 years old, is an internationally renowned pianist. She currently lives in a luxury house she bought and rarely goes out except for performances.

The second disciple, You Sheng, male, 22 years old, is a Go genius. In the battle with the artificial intelligence Alpha Cat, he made the AI ​​crash with a god-like move. He is the most dissolute one among the seven disciples, and has been involved in many gossips. He is currently on vacation on an island with many female companions.

The third disciple, Ji Hanyu, male, 33 years old, is a top calligraphy master. He was already a genius in the calligraphy world before he became Feng Lingying's apprentice. After Feng Lingying's guidance, his skills have improved by leaps and bounds. Compared with those legendary masters, the only thing he loses is that he is still alive. He has been invited to participate in a charity auction.

The fourth disciple, Chi Wei, male, died at the age of 29. He was a master of Chinese painting. He had been weak and sickly since childhood. He passed away quietly in March this year after working hard to paint the world-famous painting "Tianchi". This famous painting has also been placed in the National Museum.

The fifth disciple, Shao Yuxue, female, 24 years old, comes from a family of tea ceremony. She has the shortest learning time among Feng Lingying's disciples. In just less than three months, she has mastered Feng Lingying's tea ceremony at a full level, which made Feng Lingying feel that she is the real genius. After going down the mountain, she returned to her own tea house to help.

The sixth disciple, Ge Tianzong, male, 31 years old, is the richest man in Jianghan Province. He had a keen eye and investment ability before he became an apprentice. At the age of 16, he relied on his father's 100 million yuan of financial support, and turned it into 13 billion at the age of 18. Later, he became an apprentice of Feng Lingying. After the other's advice, he went down the mountain to found the Tianzong Group. He is currently in charge of the company in the group building.

"Seventh disciple Hua Tong, female, 25 years old." The Rakshasa woman squatted in front of Ling Yun, clamping her breasts around his giant dragon and sliding it. "She just won first place in the National Martial Arts Competition in May of this year. Even those veteran masters were defeated by her. At that time, she was already at the third level of the Sun Realm. I used a lot of connections to find out that she has now opened a jewelry store under an assumed name, not far from the Dragon Tiger Gate. Wang Xiaohu doesn't know her identity and has been pursuing her."

"Ji Hanyu (the third disciple) told his friends that his master Feng Lingying will be leaving the mountain in less than a month."

25 years old, third level of the Sun Realm...

Lingyun pressed the Rakshasa woman's head and let her suck his giant dragon.

This is a martial arts genius. Cong Juan has been following Tai Shuying since childhood. At the age of 28, he is only at the fifth level of the Sun. Of course, this is because Cong Juan's own talent is average and he is too busy with affairs to practice. However, if Hua Tong is thrown into the inner gate, he can show his talent!

You know, Xuanling Sect is the top sect in the Northern Territory. It is really great for a woman from the Golden World to have such talent.

Ling Yun squinted his glasses again, enjoying the service of the Rakshasa woman while thinking about which disciple to have fun with first, so that Feng Lingying could see the surprise he had for him before he came down the mountain.

Chapter 220 Song of the Clear Moon

A sports car stopped not far from a mansion. The beautiful woman behind the wheel looked at the man beside her and said, "Lord Evil God, this is Yi Qingyue's residence."

At this moment, the two of them also changed their clothes. Their fashionable outfits and outstanding appearance made it impossible for ordinary people to associate them with the dreaded Fire Cloud Evil God and Rakshasa Woman.

The Rakshasa woman got out of the car and opened the door for Ling Yun. The man straightened his clothes and asked, "Are there no guards here?"

"Martial arts events rarely affect ordinary people. Besides, this is in the city, where the security environment is pretty good, and petty thefts are rare."

Ling Yun nodded and came to the outside of the gate with the Rakshasa woman.

After ringing the doorbell, a woman's voice came from the speaker on the door.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Qingyue is very busy recently. Do you have an appointment?"

Judging from the voice, it should be that of a maid in a mansion. Rakshasa cleared her throat and said, "Hello, I made an appointment with Teacher Qingyue to come and compose music for you."

"May I ask your surname?"

"punishment."

The gate opened, and then a young woman in an apron ran out of the mansion: "Ms. Xing, please follow me."

Because Ling Yun's appearance was so eye-catching, the maid would stare at Ling Yun from time to time, and felt a little embarrassed when she saw the look he gave her.

As soon as they entered the door, the two people with excellent hearing heard the sound of piano coming from the inner room.

But the piano sound was intermittent and repetitive, as if the performer was trying out a new piece of music and had not figured out how to play it next.

The maid led them to the door and knocked: "Teacher Qingyue, Ms. Xing is here."

"come in."

The maid opened the door. Yi Qingyue stood up and looked back. After catching a glimpse of the man, she instinctively wanted him to leave. However, when she saw Ling Yun's appearance clearly, she swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

"Let's go to the living room and talk?"

In front of the tea table, not only Yi Qingyue had a good impression of this handsome man with unique temperament, but even Ling Yun was also looking at the heroine carefully.

[Name: Yi Qingyue]

[Value: 170, E, ☆]

【Favorites: 90】

【Combat strength: 8】

[Special: Qinxin (Gold): Enjoys tranquility and does not compete with the outside world. Only with a qinxin heart can one play the most beautiful music.]

[Identity: Female Lead of "Zhenwu Continent"]