But before he could settle down, he suddenly heard a loud shout and couldn't help but look up.

Zhuge Qingyun, how can I not remember it?

Lin Yun's face was gloomy and his eyes were cold. Tian Xuanzi's eldest disciple, countless disciples of the Sword Sect died at the hands of the people eighteen years ago.

When he first met outside Kuxuan Island, he almost died at the hands of this person.

When they met again like this, Lin Yun understood a lot in an instant. Feng Yuanjun was desperate to cause trouble for himself, and this person was probably doing a lot of effort.

Zhuge Qingyun, who was ordered by him, goes without saying.

After changing his appearance and hiding time like this, Tian Xuanzi still didn't want to give up any opportunity.

Would you rather kill the wrong one than let go?

Lin Yun raised his eyes and said, "I don't recognize you. I only heard that you are known as a saint who is invincible without leaving the world, but you are defeated in Jian Jingtian's three moves."

Everyone was scared when they looked at Lin Yun. Lin Yun was too brave and went to expose Zhuge Qingyun's scars in public.

Zhuge Qingyun's eyes were shocked and doubtful, not sure whether this person was Lin Yun.

But he thought about it again, what does it have to do with it or not?

Just kill it!

"I dare to be stubborn until I die. I only need one finger to kill you." Zhuge Qingyun's eyes flashed with murderous thoughts, but when he was about to take action, his pupils suddenly shrank.

He noticed an extremely dangerous aura, turned around suddenly, and clenched his five fingers and punched him.

Bang!

The silent clay flower was hit by a punch, the seemingly dull clay flower.

Under the bombardment of this punch, a dazzling sword light burst out.

It was like a bag containing tens of millions of pounds of sword intent, which was smashed by a punch, and the sword intent shook off the sword like sand.

clang clang clang!

The burial flowers were bounced away several times in the air, and each time the sword intent was vented, sprinkling the sky.

Zhuge Qingyun's own strength shocked all the sword intents in the sky hidden on the burial flower.

Everyone was stunned and could not imagine what the result would be if this sword was silently stabbed Zhuge Qingyun.

I can only say that Lin Xiao is really too bold!

Facing this blow, Zhuge Qingyun, who defeated five semi-saints, was not only calm in the face of danger, but also wanted to fight back.

Everyone's scalp was numb and they were shocked by this move. He actually wanted to kill the half-saint, and he had just entered the Xuan Realm of Life!

Lin Yun raised his wrist on his waist and pressed his thumb over his middle finger. He banged, and the sword intent scattered from all directions.

It immediately flew on the body of the Burial Flower like a firefly, and the constantly rolling Burial Flower Sword also stabilized instantly.

"It's true that the peak and perfect sword intent of the sky is broken and never dispersed. People are the sky, and sword is the sky. My life is the Yonghui of my sword..."

Jiang Yang Bansheng, the Tiandao Sect who was lying on the sea, couldn't help but praise him softly, his eyes full of awesome expressions.

Lin Yun took the initiative to sacrifice the sword heart, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth continued to gather towards the sword heart in front of his chest.

Then it turned into a powerful sword intent to fill the whole body. His thumb pressed on his middle finger was like a bow, and his light kept releasing.

Buzz!

It seems that the sky bow is pulled by the forest clouds, and the bow is like a full moon. It is as bright as the blue sky falls down from the underworld. When you blink your fingers, the strings move, the sky moves, and the sword moves!

Everything happened in a moment. Zhuge Qingyun blew the burial flowers, and barely turned around and the burial flowers came again with the general trend that made the heaven and earth tremble.

"Golden Wheel Heaven!"

Zhuge Qingyun remained silent, and a golden wheel appeared behind him, with three layers of heaven spreading for thousands of miles.

Facing the flying burial flowers, he raised his hand and printed them out directly.

Bang!

There was another loud noise, and the burial flower was shaken away again, but this time, Zhuge Qingyun retreated several steps in the air before he could gain a firm foothold.

Blood overflowed in the palm of his palm, gushing like a spring water.

Zhuge Qingyun was angry and embarrassed, and he turned his back, and his great power fell from a distance.

Bang!

The stone slab that Lin Yun was standing had broken and was crushed into powder, but Lin Yun himself had already left.

When his eyes were gone, Lin Yun, whose arms spread out in the sky, grabbed the burial flowers and rushed towards the sea like a terrifying geese. He lightly tapped the sea water, and a few breathing people were already a hundred miles away.

"Run! Run! Run! You can run away, doggy matter!"

Zhuge Qingyun was so angry that he lost his mind and said three words in a row. He was stabbed by his juniors at the top of the half-saint, so how could he have face?

He turned around and chased after him, and after all, he was at the top of the semi-saint, and a few flashes came closer.

But Lin Yun suddenly stopped in front of him, and when he turned around, there was already a figure in his hand.

It was Liu Chen who was alive and dead before. He was stabbed by the peak and perfect sword intent of the sky. He was seriously injured, but he still did not die.

Even serious injuries were not considered serious, but the holy seal between his eyebrows had completely lost its light.

At this moment, Lin Yun grabbed his hair and put the Burial Flower Sword around his neck.

"I'll go!"

Everyone exclaimed, their chins almost fell off.

I thought Lin Yun had run away, but I didn't expect that this situation would turn the tables. I actually captured Liu Chen, who was not dead yet.

"Zhuge Qingyun, don't want others to fall to the ground, just be honest." Lin Yun said expressionlessly.

"Senior, save me." Liu Chen said in panic.

Zhuge Qingyun stopped. He was stunned at first, then smiled grimly, and said coldly: "Lin Xiao, you are so stupid as if you are playing this trick with me!!"

After he finished speaking, he was too lazy to see Lin Yun, so he turned around and rushed towards the direction where An Liuyan and others were.

What is the intention? It goes without saying.

Puchi!

Just when everyone was shocked, Lin Yun held a sword and wiped it off a head.

Zhuge Qingyun, who had just turned around, instantly turned back. Seeing the head in Lin Yun's hand, his face turned blue and his whole body was trembling.

"Lin Xiao, you beast!!"

Zhuge Qingyun said angrily that he lost his mind and almost lost his mind. His face was distorted, and his face was extremely ferocious.

Regret and annoyance kept gathering in his heart. He was obviously just an ant-like existence, but first it hurt his palms, and then he almost killed Liu Chen directly in front of him.

No words can describe Zhuge Qingyun's frustration at this moment.

Zhuge Qingyun said angrily and shouted loudly: "Lin Xiao, if you don't kill you today, it will be difficult to relieve my hatred!!"

The answer to him was a head flying towards him. In his rage, Zhuge Qingyun directly punched Liu Chen's head in the air.

Liu Chen's head turned into a blood mist, and everyone's hearts were filled with coldness. Zhuge Qingyun was really driven crazy.

No one expected that things today would turn out like this.

Liu Chen, who was arrogant and domineering before, became a headless body. Zhuge Qingyun, who had hurt five semi-saints with one blow before, would be forced into such a situation.

Whoosh!

Zhuge Qingyun rushed out of the bloody mist, looked at Lin Yun with cold and ruthless eyes, and ran away from the sea.

Lin Yun was useless and stood with a sword in his arms, looking at Zhuge Qingyun calmly.

Let the murderous intent fall down, let the opponent's half-saint's power attack, just watch the opponent approach step by step.

That was the pressure of the semi-saint top. Every step made the heaven and earth tremble, every step shocked thousands of huge waves, and the sea surface was constantly torn apart like the earth.

The breath of death is approaching, but Lin Yun's heart is surprisingly calm.

This is really nothing, it is just the breath of death. He walked straight at the gates of hell not long ago.

In the ten-level dragon disaster, the body was completely destroyed and all thoughts were lost, but his will still not fall.

"What kind of sword do you want?"

The voice of Emperor Xuanlei Wudi seemed to sound again, and the figure of Emperor Xuanlei Wudi seemed to appear in the sky.

"What kind of sword do I want?"

In the endless pain, thousands of times echo, and the deepest part of the soul, turning into an obsession that cannot be eliminated even if time is not allowed.

What kind of sword do you want?

Stepping through the sky and piercing the nine heavens!

"What if a half-saint bullies you and kills you?" Emperor Xuanlei Wu's voice seemed to ring again.

"I have a sword, just stab it out."
To be continued...