Chen Ling suddenly felt extremely bitter. Yes, some people thought their life was too long.

It's not Zhong Yunxiao, it's you Lin Yan, but he can't say this.

"I have to take off your mask today!"

Lin Yan snorted coldly, looked cold, and attacked like lightning, and grabbed the grimace mask on Lin Yun's face.

Wow!

But after taking a step at will, Lin Yun easily avoided it, allowing Lin Yan to get out of it.

The sure-fire attack was actually lost. Lin Yan couldn't help but be furious: "You cat and dog, you dare to hide, be honest!"

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Her true energy was stimulating, and she no longer had any reservations, and she kept taking action. But Lin Yun hugged her chest and walked leisurely, without even interest in her attacks, and her eyes were full of indifference.

"Damn it, I've killed you bastard!"

Lin Yan was furious and reached out to pull out the sword from his waist. Chen Ling was shocked and his face turned pale. He did it, but once he pulled the sword, it would be a big deal.

By then, Lin Yun would have a reason to kill her.

clang!

With a loud sound, the sword came out half an inch, the cold light flashed, and the strong wind blew.

Under the mask of ghost face, Lin Yun frowned slightly, endlessly. The Qixuan Step quietly moved, took one step and suddenly appeared in front of Lin Yan.

Without waiting for her to pull out the sword, she slapped Lin Yan directly out with a backhand.

Bang!

The loud slap in the face, accompanied by Lin Yan who was flying out, was shocked. The disciples of the Ghost Fire Alliance changed their faces in an uproar, and they hurried forward to catch Lin Yan before he landed on the ground.

After being shocked by Yanyue League Tian Fei, he couldn't help but feel ecstatic. This waste is so bold.

But I was given a chance and was worried that I could not get close to Lin Yan.

"Even Miss Lin dares to hurt her dog, she doesn't know how to live or die!"

After the words came, Tian Fei jumped up, raised his hand and punched Lin Yun.

Swordsmen usually practice a boxing technique or palm technique, after all, they often have to face close-knit battles. Sometimes, there is no need to draw a sword.

Tian Fei's punch is the famous Yanfeng Fist in Lingxiao Jian Pavilion.

It was quite good, and with a punch, the fire flashed, like a mountain burning with a blazing fire, falling fiercely towards Lin Yun.

"good!"

When the disciples of the Yanyue Alliance saw the power of this fist, they couldn't help but cheer.

Chen Ling covered his face with his hands and couldn't bear to look at it. He didn't have to look at it and he knew what the result was.

Facing the Yanfeng Fist that came, Lin Yun punched him casually and went up to him without any fancy.

Bang!

When he was fist-to-fist, Tian Fei spit out blood on the spot, and the power of the fist-growing light was shattered.

Before he could be shaken away, Lin Yun spread his five fingers, grabbed his wrist, and pulled it gently.

"No!"

Tian Fei screamed out loud. Before he could react, Lin Yun pulled him to the ground and vomited blood again.

Bang!

With his foot raised, Tian Fei's entire head was stepped on by Lin Yun's foot against his face.

The feet are outside and struggle hard, but to no avail.

After a glance, Lin Yun, who was wearing a grimace mask, looked on Lin Yan and said lightly: "I said, you are not qualified to let me take off the mask."

I stepped on Tian Fei's face, but my words were directed at Lin Yan.

Lin Yan, whose face was swollen, looked at the hideous ghost mask and the cold gaze exposed in the mask, and inexplicably shivered and frightened in his heart.

Monster, this is a monster.

"What's going on?"
Chapter completed!