Chapter 625

The blood feather building and his party walked over in a majestic manner, and the three blood-clothed old men at the beginning had extremely gloomy expressions, all of them were cultivators of the Yin and Yang Realm.

In particular, the old man who spoke was the Great Elder of the Inner Gate of the Blood Feather Building, and his strength was the most terrifying.

Lin Yun's own sword intent was extremely powerful, and in the face of the momentum oppression of these three people, his expression did not fluctuate. Just raised his eyebrows, and took a cursory look, the Tianluo Realm powerhouse in the other party's door did not move, obviously one was worried about his own identity, but Tang Yu's senior.

There are also people from the Three Peerless Mansions, who don't seem to want to get involved in this matter, and they didn't come with the Blood Feather Tower.

"Boy, what do you want to say? My Leng Haoyu of the Blood Feather Tower, did you kill him?" The Great Elder of the Blood Feather Tower, seeing that Lin Yun ignored him, couldn't help but sink his face, and said coldly again.

There is a true element in the voice, and if you drink it coldly, if your cultivation is a little weak, you will be shocked and vomit blood on the spot.

This life of angry shouting is also very loud, attracting the attention of many people.

With the sword intent in his body, Lin Yun only felt that his ears were buzzing, but he was not injured, his expression was as usual, and he said lightly: "Isn't Blood Feather Tower originally wanted me? ”

"When the old man asks you, you answer truthfully, and you don't need to talk nonsense. Leng Haoyu, did you kill it!"

"Why bother talking nonsense with him, what so many people in front of the Xingjun Ancient Tomb saw with their own eyes, he didn't want to quibble. ”

"Capture it directly, escort it back to the Blood Feather Building, let him taste the torture, and see if he dares to be stubborn. ”

"Abolish him first!"

Several elders of the Blood Feather Building had gloomy expressions, their eyes were filled with murderous intent, and between their words, they were extremely domineering, and they didn't take Lin Yun in their eyes at all. The tone was even bigger than the other, first asking him if he had killed anyone, and then saying that he would be caught directly, and even more irritable was that he threatened to abolish him on the spot.

"Presumptuous, Lin Yun is the guest deacon of my Tianfu Academy, when will it be your turn to point fingers from the Blood Feather Tower!" At this moment, Mo Ling led several scholar elders and stood behind Lin Yun, with a cold glint in his beautiful eyes.

Lin Yun killed Leng Haoyu in order to save her, and she had to save Lin Yun whatever she said today.

One of the three Yin Yang Realm elders of the Blood Feather Building, when he saw Mo Ling standing up, immediately said in a cold voice: "Deacon Keqing, can a Deacon Keqing compare to the life of my core disciple of the Blood Feather Building?

Indeed, Deacon Hakka will have to leave sooner or later.

Compared with the core disciples of the sect, especially the core disciples like Leng Haoyu who are on the Longyun List, the importance to their respective sects cannot be compared.

The smell of threat in these words is quite strong.

Mo Ling's expression was grim, without the slightest fear: "Don't dream, Lin Yun is kind to my Tianfu Academy, even if he is not from the academy today, Tianfu Academy will never sit idly by!"

The strong attitude surprised many outsiders.

In their opinion, after all, he is just a guest deacon, and since he has to leave sooner or later. There is no need to contradict the Blood Feather Building because of this, after all, the gains outweigh the losses.

But at this moment, among the three blood-clothed old men, the Great Elder of the Blood Feather Tower, who was silent for a while, suddenly burst out with a majestic coercion on his body, and forced him over without warning.

Thundered!

This long-standing coercion suddenly rolled in, except for Lin Yun, Mo Ling and the others were all caught off guard, and they were shocked back several steps, and they distanced themselves from Lin Yun in one fell swoop.

"Girl, I can't take turns to speak! Just this kid, if I kill it, I will kill it, who can stop me?"

The moment the words fell, it soared into the air, lightning overtook Lin Yun's head, and when he raised his hand, he fell with a palm.

From the coercive explosion of his Yin and Yang Realm to his lightning-like shot, it was almost done in one go, flowing smoothly, and it was dazzlingly fast.

If you change others, I am afraid that in this moment, you will be slapped into meat paste by his palm on the spot.

Rumble!

The eldest elder of the Blood Feather Building was in mid-air, and the moment his five fingers opened, his sharp palm crushed the sand and soil on the ground and collapsed into a depression. Immediately, the ground under Lin Yun's feet was like a quagmire, and if he was trapped in it, he would definitely not be able to move.

Lin Yun has always been wary of this person, and his sword intent is overwhelming, almost as soon as the other party moves, he reacts.

But I still feel that under this palm, my body seems to be a little uncontrollable.

Seven Xuanbu, the golden crow spreads its wings!

Without thinking much about it, without waiting for his feet to completely sink in, the golden crow seal behind Lin Yun bloomed, and his arms were stretched, like a golden crow with wings spread, rising into the air.

Boom!

The moment he just took off, the sunken ground exploded instantly, and a pillar of sand of hundreds of meters was raised. Lin Yun had already flashed quite fast, but he was still shocked by the aftermath, and with a muffled snort, the person kept spinning in mid-air.

"It's fast, but does it work?"

The Great Elder of the Blood Feather Building sneered, his clothes were windless, and the majestic palm that had not yet completely fallen was forcibly taken back by him.

But immediately, the palm that was withdrawn blasted towards Lin Yun in mid-air with even more terrifying coercion. The thick true yuan, the condensed blood-red giant palm, this chapter is blasted out, enough to crush the mountains and cross the rivers.

"Grumpy ......"

"This Blood Feather Building is really completely unreasonable, a dignified elder, the cultivation of the Yin and Yang Realm, he will do it when he says it. ”

"Hehe, it's revenge, but I guess I still want to fight Lin Yun's idea of the Heavenly Star Bead. The other sects came from afar, and there was no Heavenly Spirit Realm powerhouse to suppress the formation, but it made this Blood Feather Tower majestic. ”

"I think this Lin Yun is a little hanging, after all, he is just a guest deacon, and I don't think this Tianfu Academy is necessarily trying to protect him. ”

"But Lin Yun is not a fuel-efficient lamp, looking at the palm just now, I didn't see it clearly at all, he flashed over. ”

"Anyway, even Ji Wuye was defeated, how could he not even have this ability......"

"It's still very mysterious, looking at the posture of the Blood Feather Tower, today I have made up my mind to leave him in this withered sea. ”

No matter how strong Lin Yun is, after all, he only has the cultivation of the Yang Xuan Realm, and he is separated from the Yin Yang Mirror by a big realm, which is really a little too far away. In the eyes of everyone, this is too much of a loss, and the situation is probably quite bad.

While speaking, Lin Yun was in danger and slightly embarrassed under the fierce attack of the blood-clothed old man.

The elders and disciples of the Blood Feather Building suddenly sneered one by one.

"This guy didn't join the sect like us, and he dared to kill people at will, so he was really not afraid of death. ”

"Deacon Keqing is Deacon Keqing after all, he thinks of himself too much, Xueyulou insists on killing him, and no one can save it!"

"Ji Wuye can't defeat him, I don't believe that the elders of the Yin and Yang Realm can make a move, and I still can't help him!"

Among the top ten on the outer list, those who had been defeated in the hands of Lin Yun before looked quite playful. Seeing Lin Yun's situation, there was even some happiness in his heart, gloating.

"Tang Yu's predecessors ......"

Seeing this, Mo Ling immediately looked at the Heavenly Spirit powerhouse Tang Yu's senior, with a pleading look in his eyes.

"Rest easy. ”

Tang Yu's senior looked solemn, but he didn't make a move.

He was a little helpless in his heart, and he didn't pay much attention to the three Yin Yang Realm elders in the Blood Feather Tower. What really made him jealous was the Heavenly Spirit Realm powerhouse who had been standing in the rear of the Blood Feather Tower, Wu Feng!

The old guy stared at him so hard that he didn't dare to act rashly.

As long as he was slightly distracted, with the cultivation of the opponent's Heavenly Spirit Realm, he could kill Lin Yun in a single move in an instant. Although the current situation is dangerous, he has not yet reached the real death situation, and he can't mess with himself now.

But it is not a way to drag it out like this, and when it is really a last resort, he can only fight to get injured and take Lin Yun to forcibly leave this place.

"Die!"

There was another earth-shattering shout, and the Great Elder of the Blood Feather Building slapped it out with one palm. The blood-colored giant palm fell, the dust stormed, the ground collapsed, and the layers exploded, and waves of qi enveloped the yellow sand in the sky, chasing forward like a fierce beast.

Lin Yun was chased quite uncomfortably, the opponent's attack was rapid, and he was forced to draw his sword, so he could only urge his body and did not dare to touch it.

There is no sword in his hand, and this level of cultivation gap, a touch is a serious injury.

"This kid ......"

The blood-clothed old man frowned slightly, and after landing on the ground, his momentum paused slightly. In a row, he slapped out a full seventy-two palms, without pause, in one go, each palm had the power to crush the Yang Xuan Realm.

But under such heavy pressure, Lin Yun was only slightly shocked by the aftermath, which seemed to be dangerous, but in fact it was harmless at all.

At the moment, such continuous shots, one breath has been exhausted, and it must be slowed down for a while.

But the timing of such a pause is also quite ingenious, and it is only for a moment, if you are not keen, you can hardly detect it.

Stopped?

Before Lin Yun landed, a different color flashed in his eyes, and he immediately turned around, grabbed the burial flower that bounced out of the sword box behind his back with his beckon, and raised his sword out of its sheath.

Wow!

The funeral flower of the promotion treasure is overflowing with light and flashing with a dreamlike light. The sword body was cold, and between the trembling sounds, there was a chill that made people palpitate, and it was daunting.

"Good sword. ”

Many people's eyes lit up and they couldn't help but exclaim.

"Finally stopped running?"

The old man in blood clothes laughed fiercely, turning into a blood shadow, and the blood shadow was like the wind, and it blew over in the blink of an eye. When the blood light condensed, his figure was revealed, and it had already exploded nine palms in mid-air. Each palm is like a blood-colored mountain, and the nine mountains are connected together, covering the heavens and the earth, and there are endless majestic mountains.

"Sky shatters!"

The sword in Lin Yun's hand burst into a dazzling silver light in the air.

In the midst of the bloom, the silver mangs evolved into a vast sword momentum, stirring up the yellow sand in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a storm of yellow sand roaring. The dust in the storm collided with sharp sparks in the spinning sword, and there was a sharp sword sound that kept ringing.

It seems that the yellow sand storm condensed into a tornado, but in fact, it is a thick storm of blades, with an unrivaled edge.

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, the storm struck the falling mountain, crushing it and turning it into a streak of blood.

"It's time for me to make a move!"

Lin Yun raised his eyebrows, and the majestic sword intent in the depths of his eyes was released without reservation, and the funeral flower in his hand trembled for no reason. With the loud sound of the sword, the sword momentum on his body became more and more powerful, like a sword opened, dazzling with light.

In the end, when the sword intent on Lin Yun's body skyrocketed to a certain limit, the wild clouds in the sky fled wildly, like a sword across ten miles, forcibly cutting the boundless white clouds in half.

That kind of sword intent, dusty, compatible with the sky, above the world.

In an instant, the faces of the major sects on the edge of the withered sea, both the elders and the disciples, changed dramatically.

"This sword intent ......"

"Peak Perfection! It is definitely the innate sword intent of Peak Perfection!"