The terrifying power of Zi Yuan Sword Saint was completely revealed after Lin Yun practiced Zi Yuan Sword Technique to the fourth level.

Only one sword is used, only one sword.

He killed all the innate powerful men and half-step elders who came to kill Lin Yun.

The two hundred dead soldiers died the most miserable, and were crushed to ashes on the spot.

As for Mei Zihua and Xue Tu, and the elders at the half-step entrance, they were not much better, and they did not even leave a whole body behind.

From now on, there will be no branch of the Jinyan Sect and the Blood Cloud Sect in Qingyang City.

As a county town, most of the branches established by the three major sects here are close to one-third of the strength of this sect.

Such a huge loss is afraid that it will not be able to recover within many years.

If Mingguang Pavilion is more cruel, it may not be impossible to dominate Qingyang County by seizing this opportunity.

"Are this... all dead?"

Mingye slowly walked up and couldn't help but tremble as he looked at the scene of blood flowing in front of him and the broken limbs and broken bones piled up into mountains.

In Qingyang County, the strong prey on the weak and the competition is cruel.

Even family massacres occur from time to time, and Mingye is a person who is used to big scenes.

But the scene in front of him still caused him a great shock.

The obsession of Zi Yuan Sword Saint and his unparalleled strength really left a deep impression on people.

Lin Yun was also shocked.

The terrifying strength of Wuguang Token still exceeded his estimate. The incredible sword made people eye-open.

But even so, he didn't regret it.

If he does not use this black light token, there will still be three major sects fighting, even if he can save his life.

Many disciples of Mingguang Pavilion will also die.

People die like a lamp extinguished. Mingye is here to help him, so naturally he cannot let these people who help him pay the price of their lives.

For him, it was unacceptable.

Lin Yun nodded and said softly: "Brother Ming, won't you clean up the battlefield?"

The scene was full of corpses from two major sects. I don’t know how many storage bags were left, and there were many Xuan soldiers.

When they are gathered together, they must be a huge fortune.

“Yes, yes.”

Mingye woke up and turned around and said, "You guys, hurry up and clean up this place. Uncle Ming, please take people to the branch of these two sects for a walk."

The elite, the dead, the elders and the chief officers were all dead, and the two sects' branches in Qingyang City must be left with only empty spaces.

Such an opportunity is obviously unreasonable.

"Brother Lin, your horse's trauma seems terrible, but it is actually not serious. What really makes it unable to stand up may be Bai Lixuan's three palms!"

Mingye glanced and fell on the lying blood dragon horse, and sighed softly.

When talking about Bai Lixuan, Lin Yun's face turned gloomy.

With the blood dragon horse's terrifying blood power, the external trauma really cannot cause a fatal blow to it, making it so depressed.

Lin Yun also guessed that the current situation of the Blood Dragon Horse must be unrelated to Bai Lixuan!

Bai Lixuan is such a genius and a genius in the Great Qin Empire, and he is famous all over the world.

With the strength of the seven orifices, they have great chances of winning against the existence of ordinary Xuanwu realm.

With such cultivation and identity, Lin Yun's heart was extremely unresolved.

Don't give me a chance, you must make this account clear!

"I'm afraid the internal injury is very serious. If you don't mind, you can carry it to the branch of Mingguang Pavilion. The branch has a full-time animal trainer. You should be able to recover after a while of recuperation."

Mingye paused, looked at Lin Yun, and suggested.

"Then I'll have a brother Lai Ming."

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Lin Yun knew nothing about healing monsters, so it was obviously better to hand them over to a professional beast trainer.

After Lin Yun stepped forward to comfort him, several people came from Mingguang Pavilion and transported a chariot from the Blood Dragon Horse Platform away.

"Following this internal injury, I'm afraid it will not be able to recover in a short period of time. Brother Lin would not stay in Mingguang Pavilion for a few days. As for safety issues, I will ask my father to send the elder of the Xuanwu Realm here."

For Lin Yun, Mingye is trying his best to make friends with him and help him as much as possible.

The potential it has shown is likely to grow into a monster. It should not be a big problem to convince the family to come over by shooting the Xuanwu realm powerhouse.

Lin Yun pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement.

Try to consider the Blood Dragon Horse, give it more time to recover, and leave no future troubles.

"Walk."

The two of them went to the branch location in Qingyang City with the senior management of Mingguang Pavilion.

After half a stick of incense, wait until all the innate warriors of Mingguang Pavilion retreated.

In the North Point Square, figures appeared from all directions and landed on the auction hall.

Looking at the blood-flowing corpse, everyone was full of shock, and a faint look of horror filled their eyes.

"It's so scary... Lin Yun actually has such a way, no wonder he dares to fight against the two major sects alone."

"I think if it weren't for the Blood Dragon Horse, even if Lin Yun didn't use that treasure weapon, he would be able to go there with ease."

"Now the branches of the two major sects have been almost uprooted, and the division of forces in Qingyang County is probably going to be reshuffled."

"Mingguang Pavilion has picked up a big advantage, and it is very likely that it will dominate Qingyang County in the future!"

"So, even if you are a sect at the top of the rank of the overlord, you must not do things too well..."

A group of people were talking, and they were looking around at the same time, hoping that the disciples of Mingguang Pavilion would miss something.

If you can pick up a storage bag of a half-step strongman in the entrance hall, it will be considered a fortune.

Among the many innate warriors, who is the most depressed?

It must be the owner of North Point Square. The North Point, where the half-step entrance is cultivated, is the most depressing.

The foundation that has been built with great effort and the black market that has been established has been completely destroyed today.

That's not all. Breaking his arm is the biggest blow to him.

If he could give him another chance, he would definitely not choose to help the Heifeng Sansha auction the Blood Dragon Horse.

"Sir, should these people be driven away..."

Several subordinates came over and looked at the crowds flirting around at the auction hall, and they felt a little unhappy.

It would be fine if Mingguang Pavilion searched, but these idle people did the same.

"Forget it, this place is already abandoned. Hurry up and clean up your belongings and leave Qingyang City."

A strong sense of helplessness flashed in Beijiao's eyes. He had made up his mind and left overnight.

With his arm cut off, he would never be able to continue to gain a foothold in Qingyang City unless he was promoted to Xuanwu Realm.

Three days later.

The North Point Square was empty, with collapsed buildings everywhere, and the smell of blood was emitting from the auction hall, and it was everywhere.

Before, the scene of the lively and radiant voices never returned.

It was completely dead, and I could not see any vitality when I looked around.

It is hard to imagine that just three days ago, the hottest black market in Qingyang City became the current tragic situation.

Whoosh!

The three figures fell from the sky and frowned slightly when they stood firm.

The pungent smell of blood made several people feel uncomfortable.

All three of them were wearing the costumes of the Blood Cloud Sect. The middle-aged man in the lead exuded an unfathomable aura.

If Mingye was here, he should be able to recognize this person.

It is Yan Teng, the elder of the Xuanwu Realm who is in the Xueyun Sect, who is highly esteemed and powerful!

His son Yan Tianrui died at the hands of Lin Yun, and it was also the blood-colored pursuit order he issued.

"I'm all dead... I'm really dead, I don't have a single living mouth."

"It's so miserable."

The two subordinates around Yan Tianrui pinched their noses and identified their identities in the rotten corpse.

"Elder Yan, this should be the body of Senior Brother Xue Tu..." On a broken body, one of them stopped and said.
To be continued...