His jumping was not as high as the Zhou Ping's goshawk's height and speed as it soared, but it showed the fierce and heavy charm of the tiger.

The tiger goes down the mountain!

Zhou Ping, who was in the air, had no strength in his right arm and could not move, could only watch himself, and was hit by Lin Yun's even more fierce punch.

Click!

Several internal bones on the chest were broken, and Zhou Ping looked painful, but he couldn't wail afterwards.

The second punch is for the original owner Lin Yun. You shouldn't bully the weak and bully the other party for two years!

Stop your fist and stand firm.

After landing, Lin Yun moved his five fingers to calm the internal energy surging in his body.

Zhou Ping, who was originally thought to be able to severely damage Lin Yun with one move, was defeated by his two moves and was very motivated.

An ending that no one expected made the outer disciple in the hall of the Zongwu Hall stunned.

Hug, the wind blows!

Deacon Yang flashed and fell to Zhou Ping to check his injuries.

The face suddenly became gloomy and looked at Xiao Chen and said angrily: "You sword slave, so brave, you are so cruel to take action. Lin Yun, you are seriously injured by your fellow disciples, you are unkind and unrighteous. I want to expel you now

Qingyun Sect!”

Lin Yun was a little surprised, but he was not surprised, and said lightly: "The tiger fist is a disadvantage against the eagle palm. If I don't do my best, his first claw may be able to scratch my spiritual cover."

"You dare to talk back to me!"

Deacon Yang was furious and Zhou Ping was very injured, so how could he explain to his father?

This little sword slave is so hard that he really doesn't know how to live or die.

The atmosphere in the hall of the Zongwu Hall suddenly changed, causing great pressure. The gray-clothed deacon was really angry!

"stop."
Chapter completed!