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Three hundred and sixtieth chapters defeat three people with one sword(2/2)

Zhang Yan and the other two were shocked and hurriedly took action.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The fist lights containing the vast real essence hit the Burial Flower Sword, and they secretly complained in their hearts.

With the continuous loud noise, the three of them were forced to retreat more than ten steps by this sword. Only after Zhang Yan's roar, did they shake the sword back out. With a crisp sound, the Burial Flower Sword

Turns into a stream of light and stands upright on the ground.

"If you three have the courage, just cross this sword and see."

Lin Yun's face was cold and said lightly.

Zhang Yan and the other two looked extremely ugly in an instant. Lin Yun was so arrogant. In front of everyone, a rising star actually threatened their three core disciples.

But when his eyes fell on the sword's intent that was still trembling, his heart couldn't help but shivered.

The sharp sword intent of Lin Yun, the fearlessness of life and death, who is no better than me, and the domineering spirit of moving forward, really makes people dare not underestimate his words.

"It's scary... A rising star in Lingxiao Jiange actually forced the three core disciples of the Hunyuan Sect to retreat."

"Is it Lin Yun? He became famous in the princess's mansion and his reputation shocked the Qin Dynasty. He didn't expect to grow so fast."

"Maybe there is another encounter in this Demon Lotus Secret Realm."

The three people were shaken back with one sword, and the three people were scared and unable to move. No one expected that it would be like this one, who had thought that Chen Xuanjun would die.

When the young man was wearing a blue shirt on the wasteland with endless yellow sand, he arrived like the moon.

No one could have thought that the situation would reverse so quickly.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

At this moment, there were several figures behind them and they rushed over quickly.

However, the other disciples of Hunyuan Sect and Lingxiao Jian Pavilion also arrived at the shore of this black-faced lake after going through twists and turns.

The reinforcements reached, but Zhang Yan and the other two still looked bad.

If the junior brother in the sect knew that the scene was so embarrassing just now, he could not explain.

"Let's go."

Before the disciples of Lingxiao Jian Pavilion gathered over, Zhang Yan left in shame with a dark face and a group of Hunyuan Sect disciples.

"Senior Brother Chen, what's going on?"

Xinyan, Tang Tong and others helped Chen Xuanjun up and checked his injuries, and their faces changed slightly.

"I'm afraid that these people from the Hunyuan Sect will take action against the junior brother again. Senior Brother Chen risked his life to save him, so he was injured so seriously."

Tang Tong looked at the situation and said something, which was quite reasonable.

Chen Xuanjun smiled bitterly: "No, it was the three people from Hunyuan Sect who surrounded me and killed me. Fortunately, my junior brother came and saved my life, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable."

What?

Xinyan, Tang Tong and others' faces changed drastically. At this moment, Lin Yun returned to the sheath of the Burial Flower Sword and walked slowly over.

Several people looked at Lin Yun, and their eyes showed a look of surprise.

When did the younger brother become so strong? With his own strength, he saved Senior Brother Chen Xuanjun from the three core disciples of the Hunyuan Sect.
Chapter completed!
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