Phew!

Before he could think about it, Lin Yun, who was behind him, stabbed out with his sword. Blood spattered, and Wang Yan was hit by the sword in the back and was immediately knocked away.

After getting up, he ran forward without looking back.

Lin Yun was not in a hurry. He held the flower-burial sword in his hand and waited for the opponent to run a hundred meters before thrusting out with the sword.

He wanted to kill Wang Yan. One sword strike was enough to kill him many times, but there was no need to be so easy on him.

Half an hour later, Wang Yan was hit by hundreds of swords and was covered in blood. There was no intact part of his skin.

, as long as he moves, the wounds all over his body will feel like heart-piercing pain, as if countless ants are biting and eating him.

Wang Yan fled in embarrassment and cried loudly.

"Lin Yun killed someone...Lin Yun killed someone..."

Along the way, there was an uproar, which shocked the nearby Jiange disciples. When he arrived at Xiaoyun Square, countless Jiange disciples gathered from all directions.

Wang Yan felt despair in his heart. He had not yet completed a third of the distance from the Lone Star Alliance.

He endured the severe pain and got up, turned around and shouted at Lin Yun: "Lin Yun, what on earth are you going to do? Are you crazy? The grudge between you and me makes it necessary for you to kill me in Jiange?"

"Can you recognize this thing?"

Lin Yun didn't answer, but there was a slender silver needle between his fingers, with a cold glow emanating from it, making people inexplicably frightened.

"Blood rain, silver flower needle!"

Wang Yan's eyes immediately showed a look of horror, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.

"It seems that Senior Brother Wang's memory is not very bad..."

After the words fell, Lin Yun stretched out his hand and pointed, and the silver needle shot through the air.

No, I can't die, I can't die!

Wang Yan's originally despairing eyes suddenly showed a strong desire for survival when he was about to die. As if reflecting back on his thoughts, he burst out with strength far beyond his own, completely avoiding this silver needle.

The moment he turned around and ran away, he saw Elder Bai Ting in the distance, leading people towards him quickly.

Immediately there was endless joy in his eyes, Elder Bai Ting was here, he was saved.

A cruel smile appeared on the bloody and ferocious face, and he couldn't help laughing wildly.

Phew!

But the laughter solidified before it could dissipate. Silently, he clearly felt silver needles being inserted into his body one after another.

The poison instantly spreads, merges with the blood, and flows to the limbs, bones, and internal organs.

Are you going to die?

Wang Yan was immediately frightened to death. He never dreamed that the poisonous needle he shot would eventually hit himself.

Cause and effect reincarnate, retribution is unpleasant.

There is rain of blood and silver flowers, and the blood seals your throat. If you don't reach Zi Mansion, you will definitely die.

"Little sword slave, I will fight with you."

In despair, Wang Yan roared, and instead of running towards Elder Bai Ting, he rushed towards Lin Yun instead.

His hair was disheveled and he looked crazy. He just wanted to bite Lin Yun like a mad dog before he died.

But Lin Yun obviously had no intention of giving him this opportunity.

A sword penetrated the center of his eyebrows. When the sword came out, blood spattered, and another ruthless sword light cut off his head.

"stop!"

Bai Ting, who came in a hurry, had no time to shout out completely when Wang Yan's head fell at his feet like a ball.

The elders behind him were all frightened and their faces were filled with shock.

Since the establishment of Jiange, no one has dared to challenge the authority of Jiange and kill people in Jiange.

Especially, in front of all the elders, never.

"You are so brave, you know what you are doing!"

Bai Ting pointed angrily at Lin Yun, trembling.

He thought that his speed was fast enough to save Wang Yan from death, but who knew that Lin Yun killed Wang Yan in front of him.

"I know, I just killed a vicious dog."

"Hahaha, it's just a matter of killing a vicious dog! Kneel down and beg for mercy, otherwise, I can kill you now without reporting it!"

Bai Ting laughed in anger, took a step forward, and suppressed his majestic momentum.

Click!

Lin Yun sheathed his sword, raised his eyebrows, looked at the opponent coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Lingxiao Sword Pavilion establishes a clan with swords, and builds people with swords. The sharp edge of the sword would rather break than bend. I, Lin Yun, am a disciple of Sword Pavilion, why should I ask for help?

Kneel down, and I will kill with my sword without regret!"

At first, his words were not loud, but gradually they became louder. By the end, his words shook the sky and resounded in all directions.

With the fierce sword intent all over his body, the moment the words fell, Bai Ting who came forward to press him was forcefully pushed back.
Chapter completed!