Lin Yun, Lin Yun, you are really amazing!

The murderous aura suddenly surged in his body, and he said in a cold voice: "Return to the clan! Three days later, I will have Lin Yun's head appear in front of my brother's grave!"

At the same time, a person came to Lingxiao Sword Pavilion and Luojia Mountain Station.

Tianbang disciples, I am so happy!

"Brother, is there really no way to avoid this life-and-death battle?" Xinyan looked at her brother, slightly worried.

Xin Jue sighed: "Wang Ning's death caused a lot of harm to Wang Yan.

The pressure almost made his position in the clan unsafe. If Lin Yun didn't accept the letter of challenge that day, he still had some room for maneuver. Now, Wang Yan has used almost all the connections he can use in the sect for this life-and-death battle.

.Elder Luo Feng even interceded with Protector Mei, but there was no way to cancel it."

"No answer?"

Xinyan smiled bitterly and said: "That kid's character, it would be strange if he didn't accept it. Even if he would rather bear everything, he would never want to involve me and the brothers in Luojia Mountain."

Xin Jue said helplessly: "But this time, it's really troublesome. I asked around and found that Ye Liuyun has been staying in the Wang clan almost all this month. After coming out, he is afraid that he will be terribly strong. Lin Yun is really a bit

There is no escape from death.”

"No, he promised me."

Xinyan gritted her teeth, and a trace of persistence flashed in her eyes, "He will definitely do what he promised, just like when he walked out of the Sword Burial Forest alive under circumstances that no one expected, I believe in him!

"

Xin Jue remained silent, but didn't know how to speak.

If Lin Yun could defeat Ye Liuyun in a year's time, he would somewhat believe it. But now, in just one month, one person ranked thirty-sixth and the other had just entered the sect. This battle was too unfair to Lin Yun.

Lingxiao Realm, Burial Sword Forest.

Master Thirteen looked at Lin Yun in front of him, looking quite surprised.

Just now, the opponent performed a magic trick and produced tens of thousands of spiritual jades. He opened up a second mysterious vein, causing quite a stir, and the momentum was astonishing.

"Come, I will suppress my cultivation to the second level of Xuanwu. You and I will fight each other. Let me see how much progress you have made during this time."

The face covered with wind and frost was as calm as a rock in the mountain. Thirteenth Master said calmly.

Neither happy nor sad, no emotions visible.

Lin Yun thought about it in his mind and realized that it was good. He just wanted to test how strong his true energy, which had been condensed by the power of years, was.

"Master Thirteen, I'm offended!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the true energy in Lin Yun's body began to surge like a river. In the midst of the lightning and flint, he raised his hand and punched, with a loud bang, and hit the Thirteenth Master fiercely.

Bang!

Thirteenth Master took it lightly and took it with one palm, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

Rub rub!

The fists and palms collided, and there was a loud sound, like thunder on the ground. The Thirteenth Master, whose cultivation had reached the second level of Xuanwu, took two steps back in an instant.

"What a good boy, your attack is quite ruthless."

The Thirteenth Master looked a little surprised, and then said coldly: "One punch at the peak can knock me back two steps. Even though I didn't try my best, you are still proud of yourself."

Lin Yun smiled slightly and tried his best to say angrily: "Actually, this junior didn't try his best, he only used..."

He stretched out his hand and pointed out a number.

Master Thirteen's face darkened, and he said in a cold voice: "You brat, I can't get off the stage with my pure heart, right? Get out!"

Lin Yun didn't care and said with a smile: "Master Thirteen, don't be angry. The brat is leaving now. I will come back to see you when I have time."

Thirteenth Master waved his hand, telling him to get out of here quickly and stop being an eyesore. He was obviously still angry.

After he boarded the fishing boat and disappeared into the mist, the old man slowly turned around.

The face is full of wind and frost, and the eyes are soft and full of expectation.

The inner city of the imperial capital, Wanbao Pavilion.

In the main hall, Li Wuyou and Qingmei were chatting, and Qingmei let out clear laughter from time to time.

The look in Li Wuyou's eyes was obviously absent-minded and listless.

The end of the month was approaching, but Lin Yun still hadn't come back, and he felt a little worried.

Many people said with certainty that Lin Yun must have run away with a large amount of resources.

That woman Liu Yue was always looking for trouble. She laughed in front of Li Wuyou that Lin Yun actually had the nerve to take the pills she fed to the dogs.

Li Wuyou was so angry that he was furious and had been in a bad mood for several days.

Suddenly, Qingmei stopped laughing and looked at the door with a surprised expression.

Li Wuyou turned around and looked outside the gate of Wanbao Pavilion.

Someone is riding a monster horse. The horse is majestic and handsome. Its fur is like blood and it is like jade.

The person on the horse is like a treasure in jade, rich and handsome, dressed in a long robe, spotless, carrying a sword box, who is it if it is not Lin Yun?
Chapter completed!