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Chapter 1294 Is it funny?(2/2)

Lin Yun murmured in his heart. He had no good feelings for these two people, but he was a personal master of the Sword Sect. He always felt a little uncomfortable after being humiliated.

Pretend I didn't see it?

Anyway, the life and death of these two guys has nothing to do with me, and it is even a little unpleasant.

"You will sooner or later join the Sword Sect."

Lin Yun closed his eyes and remembered Ye Ziling's words. If it were her, he would definitely rescue him.

Forget it!

Lin Yun opened his eyes, made a decision in his heart, and slapped him with a palm from the air.

This palm is thousands of meters apart, wrapped in majestic starlight, and whistling away. Wherever it passes, wind, thunder, lightning, tearing apart the void.

Zhao Ling, a young man from Xuanjia, raised his hand to meet the palm. Bang, his pupils suddenly shrank suddenly. The palm contained star energy much larger than he had imagined.

I immediately suffered a small loss, staggered, and took several steps back.

"who?"

The faces of the Xuantian Sect changed slightly, and their eyes began to search.

Whoosh!

Lin Yun spread his arms, and a distance of ten thousand meters came over almost instantly, landing on a nearby huge rock.

One by one, one gaze fell on him immediately.

"Give Lin a face and let the person go, I won't make things difficult for you."

Lin Yunduan sat on the huge rock, with a calm expression and a rather casual expression.

"Lin Yun?"

Qin Tian and Zhang Yan struggled to get up, feeling the voice a little familiar, and were shocked when they saw the person coming.

They would never see each other anyway. At this critical moment, Lin Yun would be the one who rescued him.

Zhang Yan twitched his lips. Could this guy be a fool?

When Fuyun Sword Sect was crazy, he was so crazy that he dared to be so arrogant after entering Kuxuan Island. Do you really know how to write the word "death"?

At that time, Senior Brother Qin Tian, ​​who was considering the face of Senior Sister Mu Qingqing, never caused trouble for him. He really thought he was a green onion.

They were still "qualified" to kneel in front of Zhao Ling. Lin Yun's half-step divine pill existed, and the other party would kill him at will without any scruples.

"Half-step divine pill?"

Zhao Ling was stunned at first, and then hilariously said, "Qin Tian, ​​is this fool also a disciple of your Sword Sect? I think you are stupid enough, but I didn't expect there are even stupider than you. The Sword Sect has emerged in many strange people, a cat and a dog

, I, Zhao Ling, give him face, hahaha!"

A group of personal disciples from Xuantian Sect laughed out loud when they heard this.

The scene in front of me was indeed too funny. A half-step divine pill appeared for no reason, and Zhao Ling asked him to give him face.

This is no longer a problem of being too big, it is a problem with your brain.

Zhang Yan and Qin Tian looked a little embarrassed and felt extremely embarrassing. They would rather be humiliated than be sneered like this, and the Jian Sect was completely disgraced.

"Is it funny?"

Lin Yun sat cross-legged and looked at the people and asked faintly.

For some reason, his voice was so cold that it made people fall into an ice cave, and his eyes fell on the terrible calm face.

The laughter was like a thorn in the throat, and it was extremely uncomfortable to get stuck inside. He swallowed all his smile back, and his face looked extremely ugly.

The noisy and mocking laughter suddenly stopped and suddenly stopped. It was as if the sun was still the same as the cold winter just now, and it turned into a cold winter in a blink of an eye, which looked extremely strange.

The world was silent, and in the strange silence, the disciples of Xuantian Sect were sweating continuously on their backs for some reason.

They looked at Lin Yun, and the more they looked, the more terrifying they felt, and their hearts were trembling inexplicably.
Chapter completed!
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