For a long time, he will become an outsider's discussion. Fortune, in the invisible, people will be pressed.

"I offended."

Lin Yun's gaze fell on the funeral sword, and then looked up at the other party, indicating that the other party was going to pull the sword.

Cao Zhen didn't speak, nodded slightly.

hiss!

Lin Yun stretched out his hand and held it on the hilt, accompanied by the splattered blood, and the funeral flower was pulled out like lightning.

Cao Zhen's face was twisted, his cheeks trembled, but his body was suddenly relaxed. Zhenyuan moved back in his body again, and he was breathless.

It can be seen that the cultivation of Yang Xuanjing is really scary.

"Your congenital sword is mastered before entering Zifu?"

When he was about to be wrong, Cao Zhen stepped up, and looked back and asked.

Lin Yun nodded without concealing.

"No wonder ..."

Cao Zhen showed a bitter smile on his face, his eyes looked, and it was not easy to notice a lot. He knew very well that Lin Yun nodded like this, meaning that he could never catch up with the other party.

Without entering Zifu, he master the congenital sword, and it is like his brother Nangong Yeyu.

And how terrifying the strength of the brother, everyone is known to everyone in Beixue Villa.

He looked around, and sighed gently: "I lost unjustly. I am afraid that others are not clear. I have the congenital sword without entering Zifu. What does it mean?

The evil evil ... "

After shaking his head, Cao Zhen walked in a lonely court, where his knife was still there.

"What did he say?"

Liu Yunyan's two women came over. Quite curiously asked.

"nothing."

Lin Yun smiled, nothing to say.
Chapter completed!