"Qingyun Sword Slave, don't hurt my son!"

There was a loud cheer from the high platform.

Liu Yu, the sect leader of the Ziyan Sect, saw that his son was getting more and more injured on the stage.

couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, and took the initiative to jump down as the head of a sect.

He has already reached the tenth level of martial arts, condensing an innate seed.

The audience was shocked, all dumbfounded, completely unexpectedly that there would be such a shameless person.

An elder actually interfered in the competition between juniors in public.

By the time he reacted, Liu Yu had already fallen in front of Lin Yun with lightning speed.

Rumble!

Before the person arrived, the powerful palm shrouded Lin Yun and fell from the sky.

Lin Yun, who had cultivated to only the sevenfold peak of the martial arts, felt a huge pressure all over his body, as if a mountain had fallen towards him.

had to give up the fight with Liu Yunfei.

"Shameless!"

The sect master of the Qingyun Sect was bright in the day, and when he saw this scene, he was immediately furious and wanted to jump down.

"Sect Master, don't worry. ”

At this moment, Bai Qiushui stopped it.

Beautiful eyes flowed, Qianqian jade hand, lightly pointed, and said softly: "Sect Master Bai, look!"

I saw that on the competition platform, in the face of the sudden situation, Lin Yun was not surprised.

He was full of confidence, his eyes were as calm as autumn water, and the funeral sword in his hand danced wildly to the sky.

Rumble!

The sword momentum of the peak of the Flowing Wind Sword Technique was perfectly displayed in his hands, and wisps of sword momentum cut past.

Unexpectedly, Liu Yu hurriedly waved out his palm and dissolved it little by little.

Boom!

The messy palm fell to the ground with a loud bang that shattered a piece of the floor.

"This ......"

The audience was shocked, dumbfounded, and showed an incredible look.

A sword slave of the Qingyun Sect actually blocked a blow from the sect master of the Purple Flame Sect with a vast sword momentum!

The impossible happened, but it really happened in front of everyone.

"Dad, kill this sword slave. ”

Liu Yunfei was covered in blood, half-knelt on the ground, and said with anger in his eyes.

"My son!"

At close range, when he saw Liu Yunfei's sword wounds all over his body, he realized that he was even more miserable and embarrassed than he imagined.

Liu Yu trembled angrily, looked at Lin Yundao: "Little sword slave, you are really bold, today I just don't want this spirit mine, I want your life!"

"Stop!"

Qingyun Sect was bright in the day, and he couldn't sit still anymore, so he jumped into the air and stopped in front of Lin Yun.

Whoosh!

The two sect masters went down, and they all followed with the elders of the Purple Flame Sect and the Qingyun Sect and other inner disciples.

Bai Ming groaned: "Liu Yu, I see that you are impatient, and you dare to kill my disciple of Qingyun Sect in front of me!"

An elder of the Ziyan Sect snorted coldly: "A sword slave, what can you compare with our young sect master, dare to hurt the young sect master so badly, he will definitely die today! No one can stop him, I advise you not to act rashly, otherwise the Qingyun Sect will wait to destroy the sect!"

"I have long seen that your Qingyun Sect is not pleasing to the eye, and with one Su Ziyao, you dare to claim the first sect of Tianshui Country, and you don't look at how many years we have suppressed it before!"

"Get out of the way and hand over the sword slave to us!"

A group of people from the Purple Yan Sect shouted angrily, and between their words, they wanted to put Lin Yun to death.

Bai Baiming's heart was like a mirror, and he sneered: "What your idea is, I know it clearly, even if the sect is destroyed today, don't want to kill my sect disciples." ”

There was also an elder of the Qingyun Sect, who shouted loudly: "Those who want to kill us, ask our sect disciples, whether they agree or not!"

"No!"

The disciples of the Qingyun Sect had long hated the Ziyan Sect and the gang to death, and they had been fed up with all kinds of bullying before.

Think about Zhang Qing, who was hit hard by the high cold of the Ziyan Sect and his design.

Think about Zhang Yue, who was injured by the core disciple in the other party's routine, and now he still doesn't know whether he is alive or dead.

Think about the young sect master and Hu Zifeng, the two of them did not abstain from power, and were played and played by this Liu Yunfei in front of Tianshui Kingdom.

finally got out of Lin Yun, gave them a bad breath, and taught Liu Yunfei a hard lesson.

It is when the eyebrows are raised, where can Liu Yu be tolerated to kill Lin Yun, it is simply impossible!

The loud voice of disagreement echoed on the competition platform, and the entire Qingyun Sect hated the same enemy and did not let go.

Liu Yu laughed wildly and said: "It's good, I think you can still scream, the elders and disciples of the Purple Flame Sect obey the order, kill!"

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and pushed, and a palm shot straight at Lin Yun.

Faintly, the palm was almost condensed into substance, and rushed away with an incomparably murderous aura.

In an instant, Lin Yun felt a huge threat, and he did not hesitate to stab out with a sword.

The funeral sword condensed the yellow sword, and the strong internal strength of the innate pure yang skill was condensed in the sword body.

The edge is incomparable, and it actually broke the palm of this sneak attack.

"Kill!"

Seeing this Liu Yu in the day, in front of himself, he dared to make a sneak attack.

was furious, and directly killed the past.

All the peak combat power of the two major sects launched an earth-shattering fight in an unexpected way in this martial arts arena.

"Stop me from Bai Tianming, I'll kill the sword slave!"

Liu Yu's eyes exuded a cold murderous aura, staring directly at Lin Yun, there was no second person in his eyes!

"Which one of these songs is sung, and the two major sects are actually fighting to the death?"

"The Purple Flame Sect is really fierce enough, even if Liu Yunfei is defeated, they still have the advantage, why are they so aggressive?"

"Are you really stupid or fake stupid? Can't you see that this sword slave is already a demon comparable to Su Ziyao? Liu Yu is a calf protector on the surface, but his heart is very open, he just wants to strangle this demon genius in the cradle. ”

"No wonder he ended up so weirdly and personally, a demon leader has too much influence on the sect. Over the years, the overall strength of the Purple Yan Sect has been significantly stronger than that of the Qingyun Sect, and it is obviously unwilling to suppress itself because the other party has another genius. ”

"The battle between the sects is still too cruel, there are no human rules to talk about, it involves core interests, either you die or I live!"

"I look at Qingyun Sect, today is going to be heavy, Ziyan Sect has not only been stronger by a star and a half over the years, but Lin Yun can't survive. ”

The sudden staged scene was unexpected by all the spectators, but it was not too surprising to think about it.

The strength of the Purple Flame Sect has swelled, resulting in great ambition, and it simply cannot tolerate another demon from the Qingyun Sect.

Liu Yu on the competition stage finally got rid of the entanglement and seized the opportunity to catch Lin Yun.

With a cold drink, he shot decisively.

"Give me death!"

I saw that his prestige skyrocketed, and the terrifying coercion of the ten layers of martial arts rushed away.

Lin Yun was immediately subjected to the coercion of martial arts that he had never faced since his debut.

Under the huge pressure, his heart was pounding, and streams of heat were rushing all over his body.

With a move in his heart, Lin Yun felt that he was not far from breaking through the sevenfold martial arts path.

fought with Liu Yunfei before, and he played all his self-confidence and benefited a lot.

Now facing the terrible pressure of this Liu Yu several times, he has stimulated his heart and mouth, and accelerated the circulation.

It's just that the other party's cultivation is too high, and if he is entangled, he is afraid that he will be killed in three moves.

On the competition platform, hundreds of martial arts masters from the two sects fought, and the scene was shocking and spectacular.

Lin Yun was deep in it, his heart was boiling, but he was also extremely calm.

In the face of this Liu Yu's bullying body, he came up with a palm, and rationally chose to dodge.

Just wait for the cultivation to break through the eightfold martial arts, and I'm thinking of a way.

"Where to run!"

But Liu Yu's speed was too fast, and after taking a few steps, he tried his best to avoid the vital point, but he was still hit by a palm.

Suddenly, the figure flew sideways.

When he fell to the ground, the funeral sword was also scattered.

As soon as Lin Yun hit the ground, he rolled over and got up, wiping the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, he avoided the vital point and was not too seriously injured.

Bang! Bang!

The speed of the inside of the body was getting faster and faster, and Lin Yun felt that a huge force was gathering in his body, wanting to break through the cage.

"Hehe, good escape, I'll see where you run again!"

Liu Yu sneered on his face, looking at Lin Yun who got up and bent over, approaching step by step.

Rumble!

Seeing that Liu Yu was about to be killed and fell into a mortal situation, Lin Yun's body suddenly rose up and burst out with a terrifying voice.

The qi and blood in his body were churning, like thousands of miles of rivers rolling upside down and hanging straight into the sky, stirring wildly in his body.

Breakthrough!

For a while, whether it was the spectators in the audience, or the high-level leaders of the Crazy Sword Sect and the Xuanyang Sect on the stage, they were all dumbfounded.

What kind of demon is this, he can still break through in a desperate situation, look at the prestige of his outburst, how deep the background is!

At this time, Liu Yu, who was approaching step by step, became more cautious.

His murderous aura became colder and colder, obviously not intending to give Lin Yun the slightest chance to let him survive.

Lin Yun only felt that his whole body was stirring with energy, rushing like a river, full of strength.

But his sword, at this critical time, was not by his side.

"No matter how wicked you are, you have to die at my hands in the end!"

Seeing a trace of anxiety flashing in Lin Yun's eyes, Liu Yu, who was approaching, hooked up a ruthless sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Senior Brother Lin, take the sword!"

When he glanced back, it was the young sect master Bai Yufan's face that turned pale, and he was fighting hard to create a body.

In the chaos, risking death, he picked up Lin Yun's sword, and he couldn't use all the strength in his body to throw out the funeral sword.

It was just a flood of autumn water, and it shot in.

Lin Yun rose from the ground and stretched out his hand in the air, wanting to hold the funeral sword in his hand.

"Don't think!"

Seeing this scene, Purple Flame Sect Sect Leader Liu Yu was in a hurry, and he burst into murderous anger and chased after him.

Sou!

Lin Yun held the sword in his hand, and Liu Yu, who could catch up, also killed with him, and the cold murderous aura had even penetrated into his body.

One after the other, the desperate situation is unfolded in the air.

When the hearts of thousands of people were hanging to their throats, Lin Yun was unexpectedly calm at this moment of life and death.

I also have hatred in my heart, hating this old horseman, ignoring shame, bullying the small with the big!

I also have anger in my heart, angry that this Purple Flame Sect has been wiped out, and I can't wait to explode this anger in an instant!

But bear with it......

Let this anger and hatred turn into a fierce tiger, and only stab me with a sword.

When the other party was about to make a palm print, Lin Yun's eyes were tenacious, and he turned around with a sword.

The first style of the Rose Sword Technique came out with the sword, and in an instant, only the tip of the Burial Flower Sword was in his eyes.

When the world suddenly turned dark, a rose bloomed on the tip of the sword, and the sharp sword light gave birth to a dazzling light, illuminating this martial arts platform.

Boom!

The rose exploded, and the terrifying sword momentum burst out.

At this moment, the sword power on Lin Yun's body was not only not inferior to the opponent's martial arts coercion, but even surpassed.

Poof!

pounced on Liu Yu, and as soon as he got closer, he was blown back by the rose.

There were countless petals on his body, embedded in the qi flesh, with a sharp sword momentum, which made him scream miserably.

Liu Yu, who was chasing after him and was going to kill Lin Yun, was shocked by this sword.

There is a tiger in the heart, sniffing the rose.

Now there is hatred, and he draws his sword in anger, and the young Lin Yun only asks where the flowers come from!