Worrying about Lin Yun, he had noticed that the people who attacked him were experts from the Xuanwang Palace.

These bastards really don’t want to live anymore!

"Don't move, I'll go out for a meeting!"

In the private room where Fuyun Sword Sect was located, other direct disciples looked at the chaos below, and they all opened their mouths in shock.

Just when he was panicking, Ye Ziling's voice came.

"Sister!"

Looking around, Ye Ziling was nowhere to be seen.

Ye Ziling's expression was cold, and he pressed the sword in his hand. His eyes were filled with cold light, and murderous intent spurted out without reservation.

She ran wildly with her sword and headed for the top box. Her target was very clear, it was the Thunder Demon Sword!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

There was a sound piercing the air in the darkness, and figures one after another, all with murderous intent, were moving in the same direction as her.

Ye Ziling is not the only enemy of the Thunder Demon Sword.

The group of people were competing in speed, and they all wanted to take this opportunity to kill the Thunder Demon Sword with their own hands.

Clang!

But suddenly, all of them felt that the sword intent was blooming in the private room where the Thunder Demon Sword was located. Then there was a scream, which was said to be a scream but was actually more like a wail, and the people who heard it were frightened.

It is unimaginable how horrific torture this man was enduring.

How terrible!

The expressions of the group of people approaching the private room changed slightly, and a strange color flashed in their eyes.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

At the same time, the sword intent continued to skyrocket, and in the blink of an eye it reached the astonishing Heaven-reaching realm. But it still didn't stop, the Heaven-Blowing Small Success, the Heaven-Blowing Dacheng, and the Heaven-Blowing Peak Great Perfection!

The terrifying sword intent was so powerful that all of them felt a hint of panic. If they went any further, they might be affected by the sword intent, and they were all dumbfounded.

How is this possible?

The peak of Dzogchen Sword Intent!

The group was stunned, completely forgetting the purpose of their trip. Not everyone in Cangxuan Mansion mastered the Heaven-Sword Intent.

It is possible that I have never heard of anyone who can reach such a terrifying state of sword intent. Not only Xingjun, but even a strong man in the divine elixir realm has never heard of anyone whose sword intent can reach such a level.

Ye Ziling's heart was filled with shock. She had perfected her Heaven-reaching Sword Intention, but compared with the sword in front of her, the gap was still too big to be imagined.

"Is it him?"

Ye Ziling looked back, the moonlight was like a waterfall, the man had silver hair, and the chaos around him seemed completely irrelevant to him.

The bloody and cruel fighting and the quiet and soft sound of the flute formed an unimaginable contrast.

Ye Ziling suspected that the sword intent in the Thunder Demon Sword was planted by this person, and was detonating it with the sound of a flute.

"Hold the lamp!"

At this moment, a loud shout sounded like thunder.

But it was the middle-aged fat man who held the holy weapon firmly in his hands. Not long after he finished speaking, the vast hall once again became brightly lit and magnificent.

The moment the lights bloomed, everyone immediately stopped what they were doing, and the chaotic scene just now became silent again.

The middle-aged fat man's face was gloomy. He looked around and saw that almost the entire Tianxing Pavilion was destroyed.

Many of the auction items in the booths were taken away by people in the chaos, and it looked like a mess.

"No one is allowed to leave today! Anyone who dares to act impudent will be shot to death!" The fat man was furious and made a thunderous sound, which was frightening.

Bang!

But as he finished speaking, another loud noise suddenly erupted, and the private room on the top floor of Tianxing Pavilion exploded.

A human head flew out in full view of everyone.

It's the Thunder Demon Sword!

"The sound of the flute is regarded as the head money of Ben Lei Demon Sword. Tianxing Pavilion is a place for business after all."

The sound of the flute stopped suddenly, Lin Yun opened his eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and in a flash, he held the head of the Thunder Demon Sword in his hand.

Under the moonlight, he was covered with silver light, holding a flute in one hand and a human head in the other, soaring up.

This... how on earth is this done?
Chapter completed!