thump!

This kneeling broke the hearts of the people in the East Wilderness. Many sword cultivators in the East Wilderness never thought that a sword servant ranked fourth could be so strong.

Zhong Yi insisted and stood up little by little with one hand on the ground, but everyone knew that these were just futile.

"This Zhong Yi is the personal legend of the Sword Saint, how could he be so weak!" Gongsun Yan said in surprise.

Ye Ziling was also extremely shocked and said, "Zhong Yi's inheritance is not weak. He is still an innate holy body and has mastered the half-step galaxy sword intent. Who is this white wolf?"

If you can crush Zhong Yi, Bailang is definitely not an unknown person.

"He looks familiar." Zhao Yan said in a deep voice.

Everyone present had no blood on their faces and was obviously shocked.

Lin Yun looked calm and said, "He should be the prince of the Xiahou family. He has mastered the innate sword body and innate sword heart. He was originally a peerless genius who wanted to join Yaoguang's sect."

"It's a pity that my mind is not right and I was rejected by the Sword Sect. I was later defeated by the Burial Flower Master, and my cultivation level was abolished for ten years."

"Xiahou Yan!"

Ye Ziling, Gongsun Yan and Zhao Yan all remembered the mutiny.

When everyone attended the opening ceremony of the Sword Sect together, Xiahou Yan was amazing and extremely powerful.

After being turned away, the Sword Sect almost shyed. Fortunately, Lin Yun was present and defeated this person by living up to everyone's expectations.

I thought this man was ruined, but who would have thought that he would appear again and act as a sword servant for Zhao Wuji.

Bang!

Zhong Yi, who finally stood up, was printed on the heart by a white wolf's palm, and vomited blood and flew wildly on the spot.

"Waste is waste!"

Bai Lang felt that he was not satisfied, so he chased after him like lightning and pointed at Zhong Yi's eyebrows.

Bang!

This finger contained a powerful sword intent, and Zhong Yi immediately bleeded in seven orifices, and his skull was directly cracked.

Plopped, Zhong Yi collapsed to the ground and twitched all over.

A terrifying scene made the many monks in the East Wilderness look pale in an instant.

The master of the Sword Saint was beaten so embarrassed that he had no power to resist.

Bang!

This was not enough. Bai Lang stepped on Zhong Yi's face and shattered all the bones on his face.

Bai Lang smiled cruelly and said coldly: "Sword Saint's personal rumor? It's just trash. I'll leave your life for the time being."

"You...can't..."

Zhong Yi wanted to struggle, and said in a fury manner. Xiahou Yan stepped on it without hesitation.

Zhong Yi was completely speechless, and there was silence in all directions, and everyone covered their mouths and lost their voices.

Too cruel!

Even if Zhong Yi is not dead, he will probably be completely useless.

"Who else!"

The white wolf's eyes swept away, and no one dared to look at him.

Who dares to take action?

No one.

Even Zhong Yi was defeated so miserably that the rest of the people did not dare to breathe, and their faces became very embarrassed.

Bai Lang suddenly felt quite bored and said, "It's boring. The sword saint's personal message is not valuable. Fu You is like this, and Yao Guang is the same. Unfortunately, the Burial Flower Master is not here today, otherwise I will definitely let him kneel down and beg for mercy!"

"presumptuous!"

At this moment, Ye Ziling next to Lin Yun suddenly stood up, his expression as cold as ice and his voice was crisp and loud.

This person repeatedly humiliated the Burial Flower, and she could no longer help it.

Lin Yun looked at Ye Ziling and found that his emotions were not stable, and his anger in his eyes was extremely terrifying.

"Haha, there is really no one in Donghuang? I need a woman to fight with me?" Bai Lang sneered.

Ye Ziling said coldly: "Xiahou Yan, don't think you can't recognize you if you wear a mask. Although the Sword Sect is weak, you are not a sword servant who can humiliate you."

The white wolf was a little stunned. Seeing that he was recognized, he simply stopped pretending and took off the mask.

Swish!

That face was the face of Xiahou Yan. Many sword cultivators in the East Wilderness suddenly showed an expression of extreme shock in their eyes.

"He is Xiahou Yan, a swordsman from the ancient domain back then!"

"Xiahou Yan, you are also from the East Wilderness, why do you make a dog for the people from the Heiyu Palace!"

"Xiahou Yan, you are too cruel to do this, you are a doggy person who is trampling on the inside!"

After the people in the East Wilderness recognized him, they were all furious. This was so hateful.

He was obviously a sword cultivator in the East Wilderness, but he helped outsiders bully them.

"Oh."

Xiahou Yan sneered: "What's wrong with being a dog? I would rather be Mr. Zhao's dog than be a monk of the Sword Sect. Donghuang Sword Cultivator is not even as good as a dog."

He turned his eyes and looked at Ye Ziling and mocked, "Do you want to hijack the flower lord? I advise you to forget it, you are not qualified enough. I am too lazy to attack the disciples of the Sword Sect. Anyway, after Yao Guang died, Jian

The sect naturally disappeared, so let go!"

After Xiahou Yan said that, he raised his hand and pushed Ye Ziling.

Bang!

A loud bang came, and the palm that Xiahou Yan pushed out with force not only failed to push Ye Ziling away, but instead took several steps back.

His palm did not touch Ye Ziling, but a wine glass. The most terrifying thing was that the wine glass was still spinning in the air.

"who!"

Xiahou Yan was furious and glared at him. The many sword cultivators in the East Wilderness looked incredibly surprised.

Countless eyes fell on Lin Yun involuntarily. Lin Yun smiled, reached out to bring the wine glass over, and drank it all in one sip.

"Where did it come from? I dare to take care of the affairs of the Heiyu Palace!" Xiahou Yan said angrily.

Lin Yun put down his wine glass, looked up and smiled, "I am a burial flower man, and I am also a burial flower man."

"Burning Flower Boy?"

Everyone was slightly stunned when they heard this, their expressions were a little strange, and Xiahou Yan's face turned cold and murderous.

"Ask a moment, Tiandao Sect will be in the sky at night."

Lin Yun smiled, and then came to Ye Ziling in one step and said, "Miss Ye, you don't need to take action against such a person."

Xiahou Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly: "Ye Qingtian? I haven't heard of it. I advise you not to worry about the Heiyu Palace!"

Lin Yun glanced at the other party and said, "What if I have to worry about it?"

Many people were immediately shocked in the dojo.

After all, how strong Xiahou Yan is, it has been fully demonstrated just now. Even Zhong Yi only has the power of backhand.

Ye Qingtian will definitely win?

You should know that before the people from the Heiyu Palace came, Ye Qingtian did not dare to take action in the face of An Ziyun's provocation.

"This guy wants to show off when he sees a beautiful woman, just like the rumor."

"I didn't have any temper just now, so I'm afraid I don't know how to write the word "death".

When someone stands out, everyone is naturally very happy.

But the person who stood out was Ye Qingtian, and everyone's expressions were a little complicated. After all, they had despised this person before.

The most important thing is that he didn't believe that he had this strength at all, and he shook his head secretly and felt that he was seeking death.

"You want to die, I will fulfill you!"

Xiahou Yan was in Beiling for a long time and did not know Lin Yun’s reputation in the Eastern Wilderness, so he did not really take it seriously.

His face darkened, and a powerful sword energy rushed out of his body, and the innate sword body and the innate sword heart were activated at the same time.

At the same time, the pair of black wings behind them completely opened, reaching a height of hundreds of feet.

boom!

The wings suddenly burned and turned into black magic flames. All the sword cultivators present felt a terrifying hot air flow and powerful sword power.

That is the magic flame sword fire that can only be refined by practicing the Black Feather Sword Book. After it burns, there are terrifying patterns appearing behind Xiahou Yan.

At this moment, everyone woke up. Now Xiahou Yan’s true strength is now.
To be continued...