Is it funny?

Lin Yun didn't think there was anything funny. He killed him if he wanted to, and left if he wanted to. He was arrogant and asked Lin Yun to keep the dog's life for the time being. Feng Wuji regarded him as who he was!

"Hahaha, I thought you were a character, but I didn't expect you were just a lunatic."

Feng Wuji was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter and said coldly: "Since you are determined to die, I will do what you wish. It is said that you only need a sword to kill people. Let me see if your sword is fast or my sword is fast. Feng Wuji stands here today. If you have the will, come and kill me!"

This is what Lin Yun said before, and Feng Wuji returned it to the other party intact.

He was holding his anger in his heart. He didn't want to prove anything. He just wanted Lin Yun to know that ants are ants after all, and he didn't want to waste his energy if he didn't kill him.

But this is not the reason why the other party is arrogant.

Feng Wuji is not without temper. Even if he can't get the Sun Yat-sen Spirit today, he is determined to ruin the other party.

In an instant, an extremely violent aura erupted from Feng Wuji's body, and an extremely crazy murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

That look made people frightened, and their face turned pale on the spot.

When they got angry, Feng Wuji was really angry. This was because he didn't even want the Spirit of the Sun. Even the leaders in the higher realms changed their faces in an uproar. They knew very well that Feng Wuji's emotions had lost control. This happened for a long time.

Everyone looked at Lin Yun with sympathy. This person was really crazy, but unfortunately he had a spiritual sword intent.

Puchi!

But before everyone's eyes could dissipate, a mouthful of blood burst out, and Feng Wuji's head flew out. The lower-grade Taoist soldier named Youxuan in his hand drew half an inch, and the half-inch sword light was so terrifying that it shone in the blink of an eye.

What's going on?

At this moment, everyone in front of the flame barrier was stunned.

"Sorry, Lin kills people, and it really only takes one sword."

When Lin Yun's voice sounded faintly, everyone woke up like a dream and looked over with incredible eyes.

I saw a lake hundreds of feet radius appearing at Lin Yun’s feet, clear and transparent, as smooth as a mirror. The Qingxiao God is standing in the middle of the lake, above the branches, and the purple petals are filled with a hint of coldness and are not charming.

Lin Yun was wearing a blue shirt under the tree, and his long hair floated with the breeze. At this moment, he had no murderous intent on his body, let alone showing his sharpness. He was like an immortal who fell from the mortal world, washed away all his dew and was simple and unpretentious.

Lin Yun's eyes were misty, and his white palms were holding the hilt of the sword slowly inserted into the sheath.

The name of the sword is buried in the flower!

Half a lifetime of duckweed follows the passing water, and a night of cold rain buried famous flowers.

In the flowing lake water, the petals on the trees are drifting like falling snowflakes, flying constantly, like withering and rebirth, turning into lotus flowers in the moment of death.

The second sword of the sky, Qinglian.

The sword energy is like a lake, the leaves fall into lotus, the flowing water and flowers bloom, and it is eternal in an instant.

Crack, the sword body completely entered the sheath, and Feng Wuji's headless body fell to the ground with a thud, splashing only dust.

On the Qingxiao tree, purple kites bloom.

Under the sky, slash it with one sword!!
Chapter completed!