Chapter 363

Lin Yun's sudden appearance made the eyes of the two disciples of the Demon Flame Sect flash with surprise, but it was only seen that he only had the cultivation of the early stage of the Xuanwu Eightfold. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The look in his eyes immediately became arrogant, and he snorted coldly: "The people of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion also dare to do something about our Demon Flame Sect. ”

"Hurry up and get out of here, otherwise you will break every inch of your bones, and then use the fire of the Flame Demon to burn every piece of your skin, so that you can taste all the torture methods of my Demon Flame Sect. ”

The two of them looked disdainful, stared at Lin Yun, and said with a cold smile.

The gray-clothed young man who was recultivated by Xuanwu Jiu in the rear flashed displeasure in his eyes, and said lightly: "A disciple of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, kill it, kill it, what do you do with so much nonsense, do it directly." ”

"Very well, I don't like crap either. ”

Lin Yun's eyes were sharp and wanton, and the half-step innate sword intent suddenly erupted in an instant.

The scattered fallen leaves on the ground, for no reason, rose into the air, like sharp blades, whistling non-stop. Under this sword intent and the wind danced wildly, Lin Yunyang waved his hand and drew his sword out of its sheath. An indescribable sword light suddenly bloomed in the sky and the fallen leaves.

It is like the bright moon in the sky falling on Lin Yun's body, as if he was originally a bright moon, and now the dust is gone, the light is thousands of miles, the mountains and rivers are picturesque, and there is an undying blood of pride in the painting.

Water Moon Swordsmanship, Light of the Bright Moon!

Under this sword light comparable to the light of the bright moon, the two disciples of the Demon Flame Sect turned pale with fright on the spot. didn't have time to react, just under the light of a sword and a bright moon, it turned into a cloud of blood mist on the spot, and he didn't even have time to scream.

The gray-clothed young man who was a little far behind, a look of extreme consternation flashed in his eyes, and in a hurry, he hurriedly condensed the true yuan to resist this sword light.

But this sword light roared away, dignified, bright, and bright, with the same light as the moon. In an instant, he was shocked out, and the condensed body protection true yuan was crushed into powder by the sword, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood.

"Abominable ......"

After the gray-clothed young man got up, he was furious and rushed towards Lin Yun quickly.

Wow!

It's just that he barely took three steps, and seven or eight sword lights burst out from his body from the inside out, his eyes widened, and he fell unwillingly in the blood splash.

Ling Yan, who is in the same door, can block his bright moon light from dying, just because others can do it.

What's more, the current Lin Yun is no longer the same Lin Yun who fought against Ling Yan that day. The strength is more than doubled.

Put away the sword and return it to the sheath, hide it in the dark and seal the wilderness, seeing such a scene, my heart is extremely shocked.

He can also kill the three people of the Demon Flame Sect, but he can be like Lin Yun. Raising his sword and crushing it mercilessly, he asked himself if he could do it.

In a flash, he suddenly gave up his intention to fight with Lin Yun, this person should not be provoked.

Thinking like this, Feng Ye put a smile on his face, got up and jumped to Lin Yun's side, and said, "Boy, what are you going to do with this woman?"

Lin Yun turned around and saw Liu Yue, who was not covered by clothes, looking at him in a panic.

There was a look in his eyes, there was astonishment, panic, and a trace of disbelief.

Call!

On the storage bag, with a gentle pat, Lin Yun threw out a coat to cover his body.

"Let's go. ”

Turning around, he pulled Feng Ye and left directly.

"Boy, what are you pulling me for, uncle hasn't seen enough yet......"

Feng Ye's eyes swirled around Liu Yue's body, and he yelled very dissatisfied when he was pulled away by Lin Yun.

Liu Yue got up and grabbed the coat that Lin Yun had thrown, her expression was complicated, and she shouted halfway: "Lin Yun!"

"What?"

Lin Yun's footsteps paused slightly, and he didn't turn around.

"Thank you. ”

It's three very simple words, but for Liu Yue, it's extremely complicated, and it's even a little difficult to say.

"A sword, how to thank you. ”

Lin Yun waved his hand and continued to walk forward.

Although this Liu Yue has some grievances with him, she is a woman in the end. When such a thing happens, a man should stand up immediately, and he should not hesitate.

Men walk in the world, and the word openness is the most important. The little one, if you kill it, you will kill it.

Liu Yue behind him, hearing this, his face was slightly stunned, and he was a sword.

Or, many of the humiliations and grievances that seem great to him are just a matter of a sword in his eyes.

Pity yourself, but you are entangled and unforgettable.

didn't expect that when she was most desperate and helpless, it would be a rescue that she couldn't have imagined.

A few more days passed, and the distance from the black lotus pillar of light became closer and closer. The number of sect disciples encountered on the road gradually increased, and everyone was wary of each other, and they had no intention of making a move.

It seemed very cautious, obviously before the Black Lotus Treasure Hall opened, he didn't want to have a conflict and waste his energy.

If the treasure hall is opened, it is undoubtedly extremely stupid to drag a seriously injured body inside.

When he got closer, he found that this black pillar of light was shrouded in a vast cold lake. The surface of the lake is not rippling, the water is not alarming, and the calm is a little scary.

Under the shroud of light, only the outline of a treasure hall can be seen, and any details can be seen.

Rub and go!

Seeing that they would be able to approach this Black Lotus Lake in two more days, a group of people rushed towards Lin Yun and Feng Ye.

After getting closer, I found that all of them were not disciples of the Hundred Beast Sect, just like Feng Ye, with a rough appearance, and they were burly and strong.

Feng Ye grinned and said, "My disciples of the Hundred Beast Sect are really strong, and in this Demon Lotus Secret Realm, none of them have died. ”

The Demon Lotus Secret Realm, the ultra-high mortality rate, I don't know how many sect disciples have been wiped out, and not a single one of them has died.

The Hundred Beasts Gate is indeed not easy to keep all members intact.

"Senior brother, who is this kid. ”

Several disciples of the Hundred Beast Sect greeted Feng Ye excitedly, and their eyes fell on Lin Yun suspiciously.

Feng Ye's eyes flashed with a glint and said with a smile: "This is senior brother, the newly accepted junior brother." ”

"Tsk, senior brother, you can't see it well, the strength of the little brother doesn't seem to be very good?"

"It's really not good, it's only the cultivation of the early stage of the Xuanwu Eightfold, what is the name of the kid, tell us about it. ”

Several people were grinning and looked at Lin Yun unscrupulously.

Feng Ye saw Lin Yun's face, which seemed to be smiling, and hurriedly stopped it, looked at Lin Yun and said, "You kid should also hurry up, Black Lotus Treasure Palace, it's best not to meet me." ”

He was ransacked by Lin Yun, and he was a little unhappy in his heart after all.

Now that the same sect is gathered, thinking of the picture of Lin Yun killing three disciples of the Demon Flame Sect with one sword, he still has some drums in his heart, and he doesn't dare to act rashly.

Lin Yun glanced at Feng Ye meaningfully, smiled indifferently, and turned to leave.

This Feng Ye is quite interesting, and he didn't make a move on him, otherwise he would have to kill him.

Right now, the Black Lotus Treasure Hall is full of leaders. The senior brothers of the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion are afraid that they are also around here, so they just take this opportunity to join them.

On the shore of the vast Black Lotus Lake, the disciples of the major sects are all recuperating, waiting for the black light to dissipate and the treasure hall to appear.

Between each other, even if there were grievances, they all endured patience for the time being and did not make a move.

But on the shore, there is still a fight, which is taking place fiercely, attracting the attention of all parties, and they are all watching with interest.

Three disciples wearing the costumes of the Mixed Yuan Sect besieged one person, and in the agitation of the fists, the sword shadows were horizontal.

The person who was surrounded had extremely good swordsmanship, and his sword momentum was unmatched. The scorching sun swordsmanship in one hand is amazing, and the sword light that blooms up and down the body is like a scorching sun, and the sword light is condensed and dazzling.

Even if it is placed in the secret realm of the Demon Lotus, which is full of masters, this kind of strength is enough to run rampant and kill the Quartet.

Pity...... The three people who beat him were equally good.

They are all the core disciples of the Mixed Yuan Sect, and their cultivation is the same as him, they are all Xuanwu Ninefold. The blood was churning all over his body, like an ancient beast, and in the explosion of his fists, it was like an ancient battle tripod colliding violently.

With three to one, the advantage is very obvious.

"Hehe, it's a disciple of the Mixed Yuan Sect and the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion......"

"These two sects are really rivals, the Black Lotus Treasure Hall is about to be opened, and after they meet, they still have to fight. ”

"That swordsman seems to be Chen Xuanjun of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, this scorching sun sword technique, I am afraid that it has already been completed. ”

"But it's still hard to escape death, but the mixed yuan gate is three against one, and under the group beating, there is no way to live. ”

The disciples of many sects are happy to see the core masters of the two sects fighting. It is best to lose both sides and end up together, so that the opening of the treasure hall will invisibly reduce several competitors.

"Zhang Yan, Zhao Quan, Xiao Ming, are you people from the Mixed Yuan Sect so despicable?

Chen Xuanjun's face was gloomy, and he shouted coldly.

"Hehe, Chen Xuanjun, don't be verbose, what morality do you need to talk about when dealing with you people in Lingxiao Sword Pavilion?"

"One-on-one?Chen Xuanjun, what you think is quite beautiful. ”

"Don't blame me for being ruthless, blame you for the poor swordsmanship of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, blame yourself for not being good at learning!"

The three core disciples of the Mixed Yuan Sect showed disdain, ignoring Chen Xuanjun's provocation and not being fooled by him.

If you can fight and solve the problem, why bother one-on-one, if you die under the opponent's sword, wouldn't it be a big loss.

The three of them still calculated this deal quite clearly.

"Scorching Sun Sword, Light of the Great Sun!"

In the face of these three, whose strength was only slightly inferior to his own core disciples of the Mixed Yuan Sect, Chen Xuanjun used the True Yuan of his body to the extreme. The vast sword momentum condensed around the body, bursting out a sword light as bright as the great sun, and the sword light was agitated, and there was a feeling that the brilliant sun was suppressed.

Surprise flashed in the eyes of Zhang Yan and the others, obviously they didn't expect that Chen Xuanjun's strength was so strong.

However, they didn't panic, they each sneered and lined up side by side.

When the sword light was about to fall, the power of the ancient dragon elephant permeated his body, and at the same time, he roared.

Flame Cloud Fist, Flame Burning!

The three of them were covered with the power of dragon elephants, burning without warning, condensing into a vast sea of clouds. Clouds of smoke shrouded it, and the fierce fists were like angry and furious flames, burning and boiling.

When the three of them rose into the air, they actually evolved into a dragon horse galloping momentum and went straight to the brilliant sword.

Bang bang bang!

The furious fist bombarded under this sword, and the air exploded again and again, and the bright sword momentum showed a trace of cracks, which gradually cracked.

Click!

A moment later, the sword shattered, and Chen Xuanjun spat out blood and was shocked out.

With one's own strength, the gap in the real yuan competition is too big after all.

Rao is his swordsmanship is amazing, and he has nothing to do to make up for it, and he is weak to return to the sky.

Zhang Yan's faces were indifferent, and his eyes were full of coldness: "Chen Xuanjun, you are unlucky today." I didn't meet Lin Yun, so I could only take you under the knife first, don't worry, when you die, your junior brothers and sisters will go down to accompany you. ”

"Don't think!"

Chen Xuanjun was furious, but as soon as he got up, he was punched again, and his ribs were broken.

"Die!"

The corners of his mouth hooked up a hideous smile, Zhang Yan rose into the air, and wanted to make up for another punch.

Whew!

Just between the lightning and flint, a long sword pierced through the air and fell into a shock.

Boom!

Zhang Yan's fist slammed into the sword, and under the agitation of the vast sword intent, it shook him violently.

Sonorous!

The end of the long sword was half an inch into the ground, the sword body kept trembling, and the sharp edge made people deafening the sound of the sword, which continued and echoed in all directions.

"What a strong sword intent!"

Not only the three people of the Mixed Yuan Sect, but also the disciples of other nearby sects, the sound of the sword was loud, and their eyes showed a shocked look.

Who is it?

Several people hurriedly looked up, and saw a young man in a green shirt and a long robe, carrying a sword box, walking slowly under the dim sky.

The young man raised his eyebrows, and on the wasteland where the yellow sand did not stop, there seemed to be a round of rising sun, rising like fire.