Amidst the loud noise, the ancient sword box collided with the martial spirits of two innate experts.

There was a loud noise, like thunder on the ground, deafening.

The ground was filled with dust. The old man in black and Liu Tian's faces were red and their energy and blood were not flowing smoothly.

No one expected that Lin Yun would be able to repel the two of them by himself, and he would take the opportunity to retreat wildly.

"catch him!"

Liu Yun, who had been waiting for a long time, gave a ferocious smile and led a large group of warriors to rush in from the side to block Lin Yun's retreat.

Lin Yun clapped his hands and flicked the sword box open in mid-air, filled with rose petals dancing in the air.

The flower-burial sword appeared among the flying petals.

Whoosh!

The figure was like the wind, like a dark phantom. Lin Yun held the hilt of his sword and passed through the petals in the sky.

Clang!

The flower-burial sword is like a stream of autumn water, shooting out

out.

Looking at the dozens of Liu family warriors, Lin Yun chuckled and jumped into the air.

"Return to the light and leave a picture!"

Suddenly, Lin Yun held the sword in his hand, and a stream of light suddenly appeared in the air, and others danced with the sword. The sword light was like a flowing shadow, spinning non-stop. Blood splashed in the rainbow, screams sounded, and the wails continued.

Dozens of warriors from the Liu family were killed by him with one sword and each one fell on their backs. They were not enemies at all.

Liu Yun was better, and after blocking a few swords, he was kicked by Lin Yun, causing him to vomit blood and fly away.

"Fire the arrow!"

Someone from behind shouted, and hundreds of Liu family warriors were seen pulling their bows and strings at the same time. Arrows filled the sky and rained down towards Lin Yun.

Also hidden among them are ten deadly arrows shot by innate mysterious weapons.

"Hearing the Sword and Channeling Spirits!"

Lin Yun raised his eyebrows, and the sword suddenly trembled, and the ethereal sound resounded in all directions.

The deadly rain of arrows falling from the sky caused the air in midair to tremble, and its speed suddenly dropped.

With a slight retreat, Lin Yun avoided this wave of arrows.

clank!

Before it was over, the ethereal sound continued to resound. The warriors holding the bows suddenly discovered that the bow strings in their hands kept vibrating, then jumped and snapped.

Lin Yun turned around and stabbed out with his sword. The slender blade fit perfectly into the scabbard in mid-air.

The petals filled the sky, and along with the funeral flower sword, it was put into the sword box at the same time.

Putting the ancient sword box on his back, Lin Yun turned around and continued running wildly.

Whizzing!

The old man in black and Liu Tian came over chattering.

Seeing the Liu family warrior on the ground wailing and covered in blood and sword wounds, the two of them were shocked.

Lin Yun, who was holding the sword, seemed to have changed into a different person, he was simply a killing god.

"Chase!"

The faces of the two of them were gloomy. If Lin Yun ran away, the Liu family would be completely embarrassed.

Suddenly, Lin Yun, who was running wildly, felt a sudden increase in pressure.

Looking back, it was Liu Teng who had finally finished dealing with his opponents. Three innate experts were chasing Lin Yun at the same time.

The terrifying innate coercion shrouded it like a continuous mountain.

"You little beast, you came just in time. I asked you to spit out all your capital and profits!"

Liu Teng looked gloomy and said coldly.

Seeing that Lin Yun was about to be overtaken by the three innate experts, his running pace slowed down.

All your internal energy is exhausted?

Liu Teng and the other three looked at each other and couldn't help but sneered. After all, he was just a fake innate.

But Lin Yun, who was walking slowly, suddenly turned around, waved his palm, and a ball of flame transformed into a purple ice kite.

Spreading its wings, it flew towards them. The terrifying cold air, followed by the ice flames, rushed towards their faces, instantly frightening Liu Teng and the others until their faces turned pale.

"retreat!"

While retreating wildly, the three of them took action at the same time to stop the purple ice chaffinch.

Bang!

Countless ice fragments flew across the sky.

A trace of blood spilled from the corners of the mouths of the three people at the same time, and they were knocked away for hundreds of steps. Their eyes were full of shock.

Liu Teng opened his eyes and saw that Lin Yun had mounted the blood dragon horse, carrying the ancient sword box on his back, and was riding away.

"Leave it to me!"

He roared angrily, and his martial soul condensed into an icy spear in the palm of his hand. He mobilized his innate spiritual cloud and threw it out with all his strength.

call out!

Amidst the piercing sound of the air, the spear was as fast as a flash of lightning, and it chased away.

The blood dragon horse ran at an astonishing speed, but under Liu Teng's full blast, it still seemed a little slow.

clang!

With the blessing of the innate spiritual energy, the spear spirit struck the ancient sword box on Lin Yun's back with lightning speed.

Phew!

Lin Yun immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and was blown away, falling towards the ground.

Liu Teng and the other three suddenly looked happy and hurriedly chased after them.

But amid the lightning and flint, the blood dragon horse lowered its head and bit Lin Yun, then swung it violently.
Chapter completed!