But before he could make up his mind, he suddenly heard shouting and couldn't help but look up.

Zhuge Qingyun, how could I not remember.

Lin Yun's face was gloomy and his eyes were cold. He was Tian Xuanzi's eldest disciple and countless Sword Sect disciples died at the hands of this man eighteen years ago.

When they first met outside Kuxuan Island, he almost died in the hands of this person.

When they met again like this, Lin Yun understood a lot in an instant. Feng Yuanjun was desperate to cause trouble for him, and he was probably doing a lot of good work.

It is self-evident whose order Zhuge Qingyun came here.

After changing his appearance and hiding for so long, Tian Xuanzi still refused to give up any opportunity.

Would you rather kill someone than let go?

Lin Yun raised his eyes and said, "I don't recognize him. I've only heard that your Excellency claims that the saint is invincible in this world, but he was defeated by Jian Jingtian in three moves."

Everyone was frightened when they looked at Lin Yun. Lin Yun must be too courageous to expose Zhuge Qingyun's scars in public.

Zhuge Qingyun's eyes were filled with surprise and uncertainty, not sure whether this person was Lin Yun or not.

But then he thought about it, what does it have to do with yes or no?

Just kill him!

"You dare to speak harshly when you are about to die. I only need one finger to kill you." Zhuge Qingyun's eyes flashed with murderous thoughts, but when he was about to take action, his pupils suddenly shrank.

He sensed an extremely dangerous aura, turned around suddenly, clenched his fingers and punched it.

Bang!

The funeral flower that came to kill silently was hit by a punch, and the funeral flower seemed to be dull and dull.

Under the bombardment of this punch, a bright sword light erupted.

It was like a bag containing thousands of kilograms of sword intent, which was shattered by a punch, and the sword intent shook out from the sword like sand.

Clang Clang Clang!

The funeral flower was bounced several times in the air, and every time the sword intent was released, filling the sky.

Zhuge Qingyun single-handedly forced out all the Heavenly Sword Intent hidden in the burial flower.

Everyone was stunned, unable to imagine what would happen if this sword really stabbed Zhuge Qingyun silently.

All I can say is that Lin Xiao is really brave!

Facing this blow and defeating five semi-saints, Zhuge Qingyun not only remained calm in the face of danger, but even thought about killing the opponent.

Everyone's scalps were numb, they were all shocked by this hand. He actually wanted to kill the Half-Saint. He had just entered the Shengxuan Realm for the first time!

Lin Yun gently raised his wrist hanging on his waist, pressed his thumb on his middle finger, and boom, the sword intent scattered in all directions.

Immediately, like fireflies, it flew down on the body of the funeral flower, and the rolling sword of the burial flower stabilized instantly.

"It is true that the sword intention of the sky is at its peak and perfect. It collapses but never disperses. Man is the sky, and the sword is the sky. My destiny lies in my sword's eternal glory..."

Half Saint Jiang Yang of the Tiandao Sect, who fell on the sea water, could not help but praise softly, with a look of fear in his eyes.

Lin Yun took the initiative to sacrifice the sword heart, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth continuously gathered towards the sword heart on his chest.

Then it turned into majestic sword intent and filled his whole body. His thumb pressed on his middle finger, gathering momentum like a bow, continuously releasing light.

Buzz!

It seems that a bow from the sky is pulled by the forest clouds. The bow is like a full moon, rising from the blue sky to the underworld. When you flick your fingers, the string moves, the sky moves, and the sword moves!

Everything happened in a moment, Zhuge Qingyun blasted away the funeral flowers, and turned around to kill the flowers again with a trend that made the world tremble.

"Golden Wheel Heaven!"

Zhuge Qingyun remained calm, a golden wheel appeared behind him, and three layers of sky curtain stretched out for thousands of miles.

Facing the flying funeral flowers, he raised his hand and printed them directly.

Bang!

There was another loud noise, and Burial Flower was once again blown away, but this time, Zhuge Qingyun also took several steps back in mid-air before he regained his footing.

Blood overflowed from his palm, gushing out like a spring.

Zhuge Qingyun was so angry that he turned backhand, and his majestic power fell from the air.

Bang!

The stone slab that Lin Yun was standing on suddenly shattered and was ground into powder, but Lin Yun himself had already left.

When he looked away, Lin Yun, with his arms spread out in the sky, grabbed the funeral flower and rushed towards the sea like a thunderbolt. He tapped the water lightly, and the few breathing people were already hundreds of miles away.

"Run! Run! Run! You can run away, you bitch!!"

Zhuge Qingyun was so angry that he lost his mind and said three words in a row. He was stabbed by a junior at the top of his majestic semi-saint, how could he save his face?

He turned around and chased after him. After all, he was at the summit of the Half-Saint. He came a lot closer in a few flashes.

But Lin Yun suddenly stopped in front of him, and when he turned around, there was already a figure in his hand.

It was Liu Chen who had no idea whether he was alive or dead before. He was stabbed by the perfect Sky Sword Intent. He was seriously injured, but he still did not die.

It wasn't even considered a serious injury, but the holy seal between the eyebrows completely lost its light.

At this moment, Lin Yun grabbed his hair and put the flower-burial sword on his neck.

"I'm going!"

Everyone exclaimed in shock, and their jaws almost dropped.

I thought Lin Yun had run away, but I didn't expect that he could make a comeback from this situation and actually captured Liu Chen alive, who was still alive.

"Zhuge Qingyun, if you don't want others to lose their heads, just be honest." Lin Yun said expressionlessly.

"Senior, save me." Liu Chen said in panic.

Zhuge Qingyun stopped. He was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed ferociously. He ignored Liu Chen and said coldly: "Lin Xiao, you are as stupid as a pig or a dog when you play this trick with me!!"

After he finished speaking, he didn't bother to look at Lin Yun, turned around and rushed towards the direction where An Liuyan and others were.

What is the intention is self-evident.

Phew!

Just when everyone was shocked, Lin Yun swiped his sword and cut off a human head.

Zhuge Qingyun, who had just turned around, turned back in an instant. When he saw the human head in Lin Yun's hand, his face turned blue and his whole body was trembling.

"Lin Xiao, you beast!!"

Zhuge Qingyun said angrily and almost lost his mind. His face was twisted and extremely ferocious.

Regret and annoyance were constantly gathering in his heart. They were obviously just like ants, but they first injured his palm and almost killed Liu Chen directly in front of him.

There are no words that can describe Zhuge Qingyun's frustration at this moment.

Zhuge Qingyun was extremely angry and shouted in a deep voice: "Lin Xiao, if I don't kill you today, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart!!"

What answered him was a head flying towards him. In a rage, Zhuge Qingyun directly punched Liu Chen's head in the air.

Liu Chen's head turned into a ball of blood mist, and everyone felt a chill in their hearts. Zhuge Qingyun was really driven crazy.

No one thought that today's events would turn out like this.

Liu Chen, who was arrogant and domineering before, has become headless like this. Zhuge Qingyun, who injured five semi-saints with one blow before, will be forced into such a situation.

Whoosh!

Zhuge Qingyun broke out of the blood mist, looked at Lin Yun with cold and ruthless eyes, and ran away from the sea.

Lin Yun did not move, and stood with his sword behind his back, looking at Zhuge Qingyun calmly.

Let the murderous intent fall in the sky, let the opponent's half-saint power attack, and just watch the opponent approach step by step.

That was the pressure from the top of the Semi-Saint. Every step made the world tremble, every step stirred up thousands of huge waves, and the sea surface was constantly being torn apart like the earth.

The breath of death was approaching, but Lin Yun's heart was surprisingly calm.

This is really nothing, it's just the breath of death. Not long ago, he just walked away from the gate of hell.

After ten dragon tribulations, his body was destroyed and all his thoughts were lost, but his will still did not fall.

"What kind of sword do you want?"

The voice of Emperor Xuanlei seemed to sound again, and the figure of Emperor Xuanlei seemed to appear on the horizon.

"What kind of sword do I want?"

In the endless pain, it echoes thousands of times, and it remains unforgettable in the depths of the soul, turning into an obsession that cannot be eliminated by time.

What kind of sword do you want?

Trample the sky to pieces and pierce the nine heavens!

"What will you do if a semi-saint bullies you and kills you?" Emperor Xuanlei's voice seemed to ring out again.

"I have a sword, just thrust it out."
To be continued...