This guy is indeed a showman, otherwise he would have suffered a big loss if he really fought against Leng Yi.

Even Leng Yi's eyes flashed with doubt as to whether the other party was the young man who fought with him that night.

Logically speaking, this person that night was not such a frivolous and ignorant person.

In everyone's eyes, the young man was already dead, but no one expected that this scene would happen.

Lin Yun slowly stretched out his

The fingers of his right hand suddenly clenched tightly.

Rumble!

The ancient dragon-elephant power boiled like a river in his body, pouring into the fist in a steady stream.

Bang!

When he punched out, there was a terrifying roar and a sudden explosion.

The young man in green seemed to have turned into an ancient savage beast in an instant, and the sound of the crackling fist turned into the sound of a dragon and elephant, and rolled away.

The ancient dragon elephant was violent and manic, and its ferocity was unimaginable to those in today's martial arts.

But the power of this punch now gave everyone a little taste of the domineering beast back then.

Phew!

Almost instantly, the shocking sword power of these four people fell apart. Under the blessing of the dragon and elephant's voice, the power of the fists did not diminish. Under the sweep, the four people spit out blood in mid-air.

In a startling moment, the sword is intact!

Lin Yun withdrew his punching right hand, crossed his arms in front of him, pressed his middle fingers with the thumbs of his left and right hands, and the next moment, he spread his hands violently.

With a flick of his finger, the divine sword condensed four rays of silver sword light, which flashed in mid-air.

Click!

When the four of them landed, they each knelt down on one knee. The blood on their knees was worthless.

But it was completely penetrated by the sword light.

The four of them looked pale, gritted their teeth, and tried to stand up.

Lin Yun laughed coldly: "Since you are kneeling, I think... you should just kneel down honestly!"

boom!

The terrifying power of the dragon and elephant was like a towering mountain, pressing down on the four of them. No matter how hard they struggled, they could not get up.

"This... actually knelt down."

For a moment, the scene of these four people kneeling in front of Lin Yun shocked everyone.

Pan Yue, who had a smile on her face just now and couldn't hide the lust in her eyes, suddenly turned dark.

"court death!"

Leng Yi, who was wearing a civet cat mask, could no longer hold back and raised his hand to slap Lin Yun.

In mid-air, a huge skinny hand suddenly appeared. Compared with that night, blood was still flowing between the skinny palms. When it fell, there were gusts of dark wind, and there was a faint sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling, which was shocking to everyone who saw it.

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"Brother Lin, be careful!"

Leng Yi's sudden attack caused the expressions of everyone in Tianfu Academy to change instantly.

Xiao Baiyun turned pale with fright and couldn't help shouting.

"Well done!"

Lin Yun gave a soft drink, and the mark of dragon elephant fire condensed on his heart suddenly bloomed with light. Then, it filled the whole body, and as the mark spread, the power of dragon elephant in his body suddenly burned, mixing with the purple kite sword power.

Together, it turned into a vast, majestic and fierce energy, pouring into his fist light.

boom!

When the fist light exploded, a deafening dragon-elephant sound rose into the sky and shattered the clouds.

Everyone's faces felt that with the vibration of the sound waves, there was a strong wind sweeping them so hard that they could not open their eyes.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Amidst the earth-shattering loud noise, the horrifying thing, as if a huge bloody hand stretched out from hell, was crushed by the fist light, and Leng Yi, who was in mid-air, flew out with a muffled groan.

"It turns out that you are so vulnerable. Old Ghost Youyun kills people like crazy and has a great reputation. Are you just a fake disciple?"

Lin Yun raised his eyebrows and chuckled softly.

The words were full of teasing. Leng Yi, who was originally fine, was so angry that he spit out blood.

Burning with rage, he was about to charge forward, but was pressed down by a hand.

Pan Yue put her right hand on Leng Yi's shoulder, looked at Lin Yun, frowned and asked: "May I ask, sir, who is this person?"

"The Great Qin Empire, the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, and the buried beauties, Lin Yun is the same!"

The aftermath has not yet dissipated. The young man is carrying a sword case and wearing a green shirt, dancing in the wind. When he raises his eyes, the purple mark between his eyebrows makes him even more unruly.
Chapter completed!