1972: C1972 Terrifying as the Clouds and Ink Escape

C1972 Terrifying as the Clouds and Ink Escape

Yun Mo really did not expect the other party to be so strong. A young man who looked even younger than him actually seriously injured him. He lost. This was the first time he lost to a young man.2

"How is this possible, the crown prince of Devil Religon actually lost, I never would have thought."

"Who the hell is that Ling Feng? How is he so strong?"

Even the the second-generation rich present could tell that the Crown Prince, Yun Mo, had lost. Although he hadn't died, he was covered in blood and looked very miserable. They had thought that Yun Mo would win for sure, but reality slapped them once again.

"Interesting. He actually didn't die."

He did not expect Yun Mo to still be alive, but Ling Feng did not use his full strength either, and that was only up to the point. If the one standing here was Yun Mo's father, Ling Feng, then he might have been serious, but towards a Heaven Stage ant, Ling Feng did not even bother to use his full strength.

"I've lost." Yun Mo returned to his original appearance. His face was pale and he looked very weak, as if he could fall to the ground at any time.

"This was expected to happen in the first place. Even your father, the Patriarch of Devil Religon, Yun Qianxun, wasn't worthy of my respect, let alone a Heaven Stage ant like you." Ling Feng said lightly.

Yun Mo was extremely shocked. The other party didn't even put his father in his eyes. Just who was he? Why had he never heard his father say that there was such a powerful young man in the mortal world? Therefore, Yun Mo asked, "Now you can tell me who you are, right?"

"Me. "I am just a small character. The name they used to call me was Master Ling." Ling Feng said lightly.

Although Ling Feng's voice was not loud, a storm was brewing in Yun Mo's heart. Master Ling was recognized as the number one martial cultivator in China, his strength was strange, and he was unrivalled in Sword Cultivator. There were too many legends about Master Ling, and when fighting against countless experts, he had never lost a single battle, so it was a true martial arts myth.

Even though Yun Mo was in the Devil Religon, he admired Master Ling and also wanted to fight with him. He wanted to surpass Master Ling and kill Ling Da, but he was very clear that Master Ling was a true Divine Rank expert, much stronger than him, and even his own father was not confident that he could defeat Master Ling. Now that Yun Mo lost to Master Ling, he had nothing to say.

"I really didn't expect that I would meet Master Ling." Yun Mo said with a shaky voice and eyes filled with shock.

"Since you've lost, go die." After that, a Azure Spiritual Sword appeared in the air and directly aimed at Yun Mo, and Yun Mo naturally knew that in the battle against Master Ling, as long as they lost, they would die without a doubt. No one could escape. Although he did not dare to in his heart, he was very calm. To be able to die in the hands of Master Ling could be said to be an honor.

"Bam."

When the Azure Spiritual Sword rushed towards Yun Mo, the two old men who protected Yun Mo suddenly used a Devil Religon secret technique to escape with Yun Mo, instantly disappearing from the hall. The Azure Spiritual Sword had missed its target. Ling Feng frowned, looking at the spot where Yun Mo had disappeared, he was very unhappy. He did not expect the two elders behind Yun Mo to bring Yun Mo along to escape.

They did not expect Yun Mo to almost get killed and escape at the end. Yun Mo was the crown prince of Devil Religon and a favored son of heaven, yet he was still defeated in front of Ling Feng. This made them shocked.

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