Lin Yun flew over with a sword, and Yan Teng's head flew out alone.

Dead silence!

Xuan Fei and Lei Lan had been scared to death. They watched all this in a daze, and opened their mouths and couldn't make a sound no matter what.

What kind of existence did they provoke?

thump!

The two of them knelt down and said tremblingly: "Lin...Lin Yun, he is the mastermind, Yan Teng... is the mastermind, and we really never thought of being an enemy of you."

"I am the most fair person. You both gave me a palm, and I will give you a sword at night."

Before the two of them could finish their words begging for mercy, Lin Yun swung his sword and put his sword back into the sheath.

clang!

Blood suddenly splattered around the two of them. They tried hard to cover their necks, but they could not stop the blood that kept gushing out.

Lin Yun wore a mask and his silver hair was radiating in the wind.

In the eyes of other disciples of the sects who came, he was playing the flute, wearing the moonlight, playing tunes that no one could understand, singing with his sword, and walking away with the clouds.

A heartbreaking song is heartbroken, where can I find a soulmate in the world?

A chaotic world is a world of chaos, so we are not a thing in the pond. This sword body is extraordinary!
Chapter completed!