Before he could figure it out, Lin Yun, who fell behind him, stabbed out with a sword. Blood splattered, Wang Yan was hit by a sword in his back and was immediately shocked to fly out.

After getting up, he didn't look back and ran forward without stopping.

Lin Yun was not in a hurry. He held the Burial Flower Sword in his hand and waited for the other party to run a hundred meters before stabbing a sword.

He wanted to kill Wang Yan, and one sword would be enough for the other party to die many times, but there was no need to be so cheap.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Wang Yan was covered in a hundred swords and was covered in blood. There was no perfect place on his skin.

As soon as you move, the wounds all over your body will feel like a piercing pain, as if countless ants are biting and eating themselves.

Wang Yan fled in a panic while crying loudly.

"Lin Yun killed someone...Lin Yun killed someone..."

The passage along the way caused an uproar, which shocked the disciples of Jiange nearby. When he arrived in Xiaoyun Square, there were countless disciples of Jiange gathered around him.

Wang Yan was desperate in his heart. One third of the Guxing Alliance had not yet finished.

He endured the severe pain and got up, turned around and shouted at Lin Yun, "Lin Yun, what are you going to do? Are you crazy? Is it necessary for me to kill me in Jiange?"

"Can you recognize this?"

Lin Yun did not answer, and there was a slender silver needle between his fingers, which was filled with cold light, which was inexplicably shocking.

"Blood Rain Silver Flower Needle!"

Wang Yan's eyes immediately showed a look of horror, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

"It seems that Senior Brother Wang has a bad memory..."

After the words came to an end, Lin Yun stretched out his hand and the silver needle broke through the air.

No, I can't die, I can't die!

In Wang Yan's eyes that were originally desperate, when he was dying, he suddenly had a strong desire to survive. He burst out with strength far beyond his own, and he avoided this silver needle.

The moment he turned around and ran wildly, he saw Elder Bai Ting in the distance, and was rushing towards him with his people.

An endless look of joy suddenly surged in his eyes. Elder Bai Ting was here and there was rescue.

A cruel smile appeared on the ferocious bloody face, and I couldn't help laughing wildly.

Puchi!

But the laughter solidified before it could dissipate. In silence, he clearly felt one silver needle after another inserted into his body.

Toxins instantly spread, merged with blood, and flowed to the limbs and bones, internal organs.

Are you going to die?

Wang Yan was immediately scared and he could not have imagined that the poisonous needle he shot out would eventually ejaculate on him.

Cause and effect are reincarnation, and retribution is unhappy.

Bloody rain and silver flowers, blood sealing their throats, and if they fail to the purple palace, they will definitely die.

"Little Sword Nu, I'll fight with you."

In despair, Wang Yan roared, ran towards Elder Bai Ting, and turned around and rushed towards Lin Yun.

His hair was disheveled, as if he was crazy, and he just wanted to bite Lin Yun like a mad dog before he died.

But Lin Yun obviously did not intend to give him this opportunity.

A sword penetrated his eyebrows, and the sword came out, and blood splattered, and another ruthless sword light cut off his head.

"stop!"

Bai Ting, who rushed over, had no time to shout completely, and Wang Yan's head fell at his feet like a ball.

The elders behind him were all frightened and their faces were shocked.

Since the establishment of Jiange, no one has dared to challenge the authority of Jiange and kill people in Jiange.

Especially, in front of the elders, there was never.

"What a brave man, do you know what you do!"

Bai Ting reached out and pointed at Lin Yun angrily, trembling.

He thought his speed was fast enough to save Wang Yan from death, but who knew that Lin Yun killed Wang Yan in front of him.

"I know, I just killed a vicious dog."

"Hahaha, it's just a killing evil dog! Kneel down and beg for mercy, otherwise I don't need to report it, and I can kill you now!"

Bai Ting laughed furiously, took a step forward, suppressing the past with a majestic momentum.

Click!

Lin Yun put his sword back into the sheath, raised his eyebrows, looked at the other party coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Lingxiao Jian Pavilion, establishes a sect with swords, and is a human being. The sword is sharp and would rather break than bend. I, Lin Yun, is a disciple of Jian Pavilion, why should I kneel down to you? I will kill people without regrets!"

At first, his voice was not loud, but it gradually became heavier. At the end, the sound shook the sky and resounded all over the world.

Accompanied by the sharp sword intent on his body, when the words fell, Bai Ting, who was pressing forward, forced back.
Chapter completed!