A hint of undetectable doubt flashed across Lin Qiushan's pale face, Li Wuyou, Luojiashan?

"Where is Jianyun Dan?"

The young man in gray saw Lin Yun coming and said without hesitation.

"No."

Lin Yun replied truthfully, unlike others, he could only refine one sword cloud pill, and his five sword cloud pills were refined at the same time as the Sword Emperor Grass.

"Never end! It seems that if I don't kill someone, I really think I have no temper!"

The young man in gray was furious, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, and the murderous aura on his body was emitted for the first time.

The air around the world suddenly became cold, and the cold breath made people tremble.

"Brother Zhong, be careful!"

Chen Ling and Gu Beixuan, who were kneeling on the ground, quickly reminded him that they knew very well how terrible the strength of this young man in gray was.

Even Gu Beixuan, Wei Songhan and others shook their heads slightly. Although Zhong Yunxiao was strong.

But compared with the inner disciples, he was a little inferior after all, and he still couldn't see the situation clearly and forced him to die.

rub!

The cold light was sharp, and the light flashed. The sword in the hand of the young man in gray stabbed through Lin Yun's throat, hitting the vital part of Lin Yun's throat, extremely fierce.

What a fast speed!

Lin Qiushan and others were shocked and their hearts were instantly raised.

Four indifferent young men standing with their hands under the statue showed a faint smile on their faces. Junior Brother Tian was really serious.

Huh!

But Lin Yun's seven-profound steps were quietly moving, stepping out, as if walking in the garden, quietly avoiding it.

"So slow, did you learn this sword technique from a turtle?"

A sword fell to nothing, and Lin Yun sneered sounded sideways, with an extremely harsh voice.

"court death!"

The gray-clothed young man's color darkened, turned around and stabbed him again.

boom!

As he turned around, the powerful true energy in his body was running wildly. This time, he turned around and brought out a shocking wind. The sound of the sword light breaking through the air sounded sharply in people's ears.

"So slowly. The inner disciple seems to be just like this."

The two swords fell, and Lin Yun floated gently, avoiding them perfectly.

"I have thought about it and then draw the sword again. If you still fail to hit this sword, you may not have another chance to draw the sword in this life."

Under the mask of grimace, Lin Yun's cold voice came, which made the gray-clothed young man who was about to produce the third sword look stunned, and he feels inexplicably chill in his heart.
Chapter completed!