"The ancestral teachings of the sect say that those who have cultivated to achieve the triple level of martial arts can become outer disciples regardless of their status and status. But...... You can't!"

The gray-clothed deacon said slowly, causing Lin Yun's face to change slightly, and he muttered, "What's the matter, I'm an exception?"

"Did you bring up this cultivation yourself? Who in the sect doesn't know that Su Ziyao has rewarded you with countless pills, and the cultivation that has been piled up entirely by relying on pills is just a façade, what is the use of the sect!"

With a sneer, the gray-clothed old man said lightly: "I don't embarrass you, the outer disciples of this sect hall, you can choose any one." If you can survive ten moves, I will give you the identity of an outer disciple, otherwise, ......"

After a slight pause in his voice, the gray-clothed deacon snorted coldly: "It's better to go back, be your sword slave honestly, and don't waste the resources of the sect." ”

The sudden change made the originally relaxed atmosphere of the Zongwu Hall become cold.

Some people feel sorry for Lin Yun, two years of hard work, but the head is an empty joy.

There are also people who feel that what the gray-clothed deacon said is right, the cultivation that has been piled up by relying on pills really has not much potential.

It can be said that it has survived ten moves in their hands, but it is really a little embarrassing.

Beginners in the Martial Arts Triple, how could they survive ten moves in the hands of those who had been cultivating for several years.

Lin Yun looked directly at the gray-clothed deacon, and he couldn't figure it out in his heart, why did the other party make things so difficult for him.

"Xiao Linzi, don't panic, Senior Brother Zhou will take care of you. Take five moves in my hands, and I'll let you pass the next five moves. ”

The voice sounded from behind, Lin Yun looked back and saw Zhou Ping's face in the crowd.

For a while, I understood a lot.

"Yo! I also brought a turban, why do you think that in this way, I am not a sword slave?"

With a hint of ridicule, Zhou Ping walked slowly, and the other outer disciples hurriedly got out of the way.

Many people saw Zhou Ping coming out, and there was a hint of surprise in their eyes, no wonder Deacon Yang would make things difficult for Lin Yun.

It can be determined that this Lin Yun was retaliated against by Zhou Ping.

As Zhou Ping, it was too simple to ask Deacon Yang to help him with this little favor.

Knowing is knowing, but no one is willing to stand up for Lin Yun, who would ask for trouble to help a sword slave?

"Deacon Yang, dare to ask what you just said seriously? If I take the ten moves from Senior Brother Zhou, I can become an outer disciple?"

Ignoring Zhou Ping's mockery, Lin Yun turned around, looked at the gray-clothed old man and asked.

A flash of surprise flashed in the gray-clothed deacon's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "That's natural, if you can prove that you are not a showman, why should the old man embarrass you?"

What he said was righteous and awe-inspiring, but the gray-clothed deacon sneered in his heart, and he was really overwhelmed by Zhou Ping, who was one realm higher than himself.

Inside the Zongwu Hall.

Lin Yun, who originally thought that he would retreat in the face of difficulties, actually chose to take the initiative to fight, which surprised the other outer disciples.

In the current situation, after a little thought, I knew that it was Zhou Ping's deliberate situation.

Waiting for Lin Yun to jump inside, normal people would not make this choice and bring humiliation on themselves.

What's more, Zhou Ping's martial arts are fourfold, and he is a whole small realm higher than him.

"Senior Brother Zhou, please advise. ”

Walking to the relatively empty flat ground of the Zongwu Hall, Lin Yun stretched out his hand and said.

"Hehe, you used to be my sword slave, what I said just now still counts, you only need to catch me for five moves. ”

As the words fell, Zhou Ping leaned forward, his arms stretched out like wings, and rushed towards Lin Yun.

Sou!

The moment he ran, he brought a strong storm and rushed straight over.

"The body is like a bow, the arms are like wings, and the momentum is like the wind, this is the eagle's palm skill!"

"Goshawk hunting, focusing on gathering momentum, from this posture it seems that Zhou Ping has a good grasp, and the moment he flies into the sky, it will be amazing. ”

"No wonder Zhou Ping dared to let Lin Yun make five moves this week, he has a good grasp of the artistic conception of the Eagle Palm Skill, and he is not far from Dacheng. ”

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

The present were not the miscellaneous servants of the Sword Washing Pavilion, they were all outer disciples, and they could see Zhou Ping's reality at a glance.

The wind struck, blowing the long hair on Lin Yun's forehead, and Zhou Ping, who rushed to him, had fierce eyes and a steady and heavy pace.

Compared with the exaggeration and carelessness of three days ago, it is completely different.

If you hadn't prepared at all, you would have been planted here today.

Lin Yun was not surprised, and recalled the charm of the tiger in the picture scroll in his mind, the other party was gathering momentum, and he was also gathering momentum.

"It's over, this sword slave is stupid, motionless, waiting to die?"

"Once the eagle palm skill is displayed, the power is fast and superb, unless the body is outstanding, and the movement is like a cunning rabbit, otherwise it is impossible to take advantage of hard fighting. ”

"Where does a sword slave know this, when Zhou Ping takes off, it will be doomed. ”

"He flew!"

I saw Zhou Ping, who was leaning forward, his arms like wings, and running all the way to gather momentum, stepped on the soles of his feet.

Sou!

The body is like a sharp arrow, soaring into the air, with his arms stretched out violently, suddenly like a goshawk spreading its wings, and his eyes are as sharp as a sword.

The corners of his mouth hooked up a cruel smile, and Zhou Ping's face looked a little brutal and fierce.

Not to mention the humiliation three days ago, this Lin Yun is Zhou Ping's great source of wealth, and he can't be let go of anything as an outer disciple.

If he leaves, where can he get Su Ziyao's reward in the future.

"Defeat me!"

With an angry shout, Zhou Ping's ready-to-go blow reached its peak.

The five fingers of his right hand turned into claws, like a goshawk hunting, and he grabbed at the top of Lin Yun's head fiercely.

"It's so ruthless!"

The disciples outside the scene took a breath of cold air, and Zhou Ping didn't seem to have any intention of leaving Lin Yun with a way out.

Straight to the top of the head, these immortals will have to be hit hard.

Five tricks?

He didn't think about giving Lin Yun a chance to make five moves, just to hit hard and humiliate his opponent with one move.

Whew!

Before the eagle's talon arrived, the strong wind had already blown Lin Yun, and some of them couldn't open their eyes, and their long hair fluttered wildly.

Step back with your right foot and bend over.

In the eyes of everyone, Lin Yun made a slightly stupid move, which was a big surprise.

This is going to retreat, to avoid the edge for the time being, is it possible to retreat?

Not good!

Deacon Young, who had been careless, suddenly jumped up his right eyelid, and his face changed wildly.

But it was already too late, and before he could stop it, Lin Yun had already made a move.

I have a tiger in my heart, smell the rose!

Tiger Fist, Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest!

Lin Yun, who stepped back with his right foot and bent over, did not retreat but advanced, his five fingers clenched, and he blasted out with a punch.

In an instant, it was as if there was a painting, unfolding behind it.

The bones in the body exploded, like a tiger's roar, roaring again and again. A punch was thrown, and an explosion-like sound was heard in the air, and the air flow was chaotic, and the wind was raging in all directions.

This punch is given to myself, you shouldn't stop me from becoming an outer disciple and secretly tricking!

"Dacheng Tiger Fist!"

The sharp-eyed outer disciple immediately saw that Lin Yun was a tiger fist!

Boom!

The fist palm was handed over, and Zhou Pingying's palm skill was still some distance away from Dacheng after all, and Lin Yun, who was violently up, flew away with a punch.

The palm exploded, and it felt like the whole arm was useless, and the body flew upside down.

There was a look of horror in his eyes, how could this be possible, it was Xiao Cheng's Tiger Fist three days ago.

Why did it break through after three days?

Although Tiger Boxing is a basic boxing method, it is not something that can be practiced casually to achieve great success.

The most terrible thing is that he wants to defeat Lin Yun with one blow, and at this moment, he can't change his position in the air at all.

Lin Yun's expression was indifferent, he ran two steps, and then jumped like a tiger.

His leap was not as high and swift as Zhou Ping's goshawk soared into the air, but it showed the tiger's fierce and heavy charm.

Tiger descends!

Zhou Ping, who was in the air, his right arm was weak and could not move. He could only watch himself, and was hit in the chest by Lin Yun's more ferocious punch.

Click!

Several bones were broken in the chest, Zhou Ping's face was painful, and he couldn't cry anymore.

The second punch was for the original owner Lin Yun, you shouldn't bully the weak and bully the other party for two whole years!

Gather your fists and stand still.

After landing, Lin Yun moved his five fingers to calm the internal strength surging in his body.

Zhou Ping, who was originally thought to be able to hit Lin Yun hard with one move, was defeated by his two moves, and he was neatly motivated.

An ending that no one expected made the outer disciples in the hall of the sect hall stunned.

Whew, the wind is up!

Deacon Yang's figure flashed, and he fell to Zhou Ping's side to check his injuries.

His face instantly became gloomy, and he looked at Lin Yun and said angrily: "You sword slave, you are such a big dog, you are so ruthless. Lin Yun, you seriously injured your fellow disciples, you are unkind and unjust, I want to expel you from the Qingyun Sect now!"

Lin Yun was a little stunned in his heart, but he was not surprised, and said lightly: "The Tiger Fist is already inferior to the Eagle Palm Skill, if I don't do it with all my strength, his first claw may be able to break my Heavenly Spirit Cover." ”

"Dare to talk back to me!"

Deacon Yang was furious, and Zhou Ping was not lightly injured, so how could he explain to his father.

This little sword slave has such a hard mouth, he really doesn't know whether he is alive or dead.

In the hall of the Zongwu Hall, the atmosphere suddenly changed, which made people feel a lot of pressure, and the gray-clothed deacon was really angry!

"Stop. ”

Just as the gray-clothed deacon was about to teach Lin Yun a lesson, a hoarse voice came from upstairs.