C221 Killed the King

All eyes were focused on the young man standing in the air.

Ling Yun's green robe fluttered in the wind. His black hair and black eyes were filled with a cold and demonic aura.

At this moment, he was looking down calmly. His deep eyes were filled with killing intent, making people not dare to look at him directly.

"Is... Is he really Ling Yun?"

The voice of a Dayan expert was trembling