"Help!!"

The screams continued to sound, and the people of the Heavenly Thunder Hall fled in all directions under the pursuit of the old man's slash.

Wang Yan and Duanmu took Yan Ling to run away frantically, and the three of them also glanced back at the ferocious slash from time to time, and the lethality contained in it couldn't help but make the three of them feel cold in their hearts.

Crane Lao knelt in front of the old man, staring blankly at the dark slash that was constantly pursuing, and he couldn't help but be glad in his mind that he was only breaking one leg at the moment, otherwise he would not die or be crippled after some slashes!

Brush!

Just as everyone was running around, another figure suddenly flashed.

Beneath the dark night sky, a flash of lightning flashed here in an instant, and the thunder light impacted the pitch-black slash.

Now!!

Crackling thunder and lightning surged above the slash, and countless thunder lights gradually condensed into it, and behind the thunder light, a middle-aged man stood.

The middle-aged man's eyes were sharp, and his cheeks were white, but the sharp pupils with a hint of thunder could not hide the years and tribulations he had experienced.

Looking at the man who was blocking in front of the slash, Wang Yan and Duanmu's eyes lit up.

"Don... Hall Master!"

After Yan Ling saw the man, her face suddenly became relieved: "Teacher!"

The man's name is Yu Wenqing, and he is the hall master of the Heavenly Thunder Hall, one of the four halls of the Holy Sword Society, and he is also famous on the mainland, and is respected as the Thunder and Lightning Sword Master.

The city lord of Fengcheng, Yan Wuji, saw that his son Yan Ling was a thunder attribute martial spirit, so he was relieved to hand over Yan Ling to Yu Wenqing to teach swordsmanship.

And Yu Wenqing's teaching also reassured Yan Wuji, Yan Ling not only won the championship of the Holy Sword Competition, but also was called the genius of the younger generation by the people of Fengcheng.

Yu Wenqing held his long knife with both hands, and struggled to pour his martial energy into the long knife, causing the thunder of the long knife to flicker continuously, trying his best to block the pitch-black slash.

Now!!

The sound of thunder and lightning continued, and Yu Wenqing struggled to block the slash, although he was not moving forward in blocking the slash, but the slash still did not dissipate.

"What a fierce slash...", he couldn't help sighing, a drop of sweat flowed down Yu Wenqing's forehead, and he hurriedly turned his head to Duanmu and Wang Yan and shouted: "Hurry up and take Ling'er to a safe place!"

"It's... Yes!"

agreed, and when the two of them saw that their hall master was coming, they didn't have much to do about this slash, so they hurriedly turned around and ran away with Yan Ling.

"There's another group of stinky boys from the Holy Sword Society..."

The old man squinted his eyes and stared at Yu Wenqing, who was blocking his slash, and couldn't help but sigh.

"A group?" Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, looked around for a while, and couldn't see anyone, so he asked, "Who else?"

As soon as Lin Yun finished asking, he saw a sudden flash of fire in the distance, and the flame jet reached the old man's side very quickly.

I saw a figure appear in the firelight, this figure Lin Yun is also very familiar with, this person is Zhang Long.

"Uncle Zhang?"

Lin Yun was stunned.

Zhang Long was also wearing a loose coat that looked like a swordsman at this time, the muscles on his body were one by one, and he also had a long red knife at his waist, and he also had a medal on his chest like a swordsman who was a member of the Heavenly Thunder Hall.

However, Zhang Long's medal was not a blue long knife with thunder and lightning, but a fiery red long knife with flames.

Looking at Lin Yun, Zhang Long looked at Lin Yun and said with concern: "Yun boy, are you okay?"

Shaking his head, Lin Yun waved his hand: "It's okay." ”

"It's okay..."Zhang Long sighed, turned his head to Lin Mo and said anxiously: "Old man, hurry up and take your slash, that kid from Yuwenqing is about to run out of food!"

Glancing at the anxious Zhang Long, the old man said softly, "You, the hall master of the Holy Sword Society's Flame Hall, what are you doing meddling in the affairs of their Heavenly Thunder Hall?"

"That's not what I mean!" Zhang Long grabbed the old man's arms, quite anxious: "I don't want you to make a big deal out of it, Yan Wuji is very optimistic about Yu Wenqing of the Lei Hall that day, if you offend the Holy Sword Society, you know the revenge of the Holy Sword Society!"

"Hmph!" the old man said coldly, "Do you think I'll be afraid of that Yan Wuji?"

"I know you're not afraid, but you also have to think about Yun Boy!

Listening to Zhang Long's words, the old man suddenly fell silent, as soon as Lin Yun was mentioned, the old man's heart softened suddenly, although Lin Yun was naughty and mischievous, the relationship between the two was very deep.

Glancing at Lin Yun and looking at Lin Yun's familiar face, the old man's old face finally relaxed.

Sighing, the old man waved one hand, and the terrifying slash disappeared in an instant.

Because Zhang Long's words were very quiet, Lin Yun on the side didn't hear the conversation between the old man and Zhang Long, and looked innocently at why the old man accepted the slash.

After receiving the slash, all the people of the Holy Sword Society present breathed a sigh of relief, this terrifying slash was too strong.

Yu Wenqing also breathed a sigh of relief, put away the long knife, reached out to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and turned his gaze in the direction of the old man.

Slowly coming to the direction where the old man was, Yu Wenqing said respectfully with both hands: "The old gentleman's slash really impressed the kid, and the kid really admired." ”

Glancing at Yu Wenqing with cold eyes, the old man didn't pay attention to him, like the old man said to Lin Yun before, there are too many hypocritical people in this entire Fengcheng, only Zhang Long is quite sincere, so in this Holy Sword Society, the old man can't get used to it except Zhang Long.

Seeing that Old Man Lin Mo ignored him, Yu Wenqing smiled awkwardly and didn't speak.

"Hahahaha. ”

Suddenly, a long laugh rang out in the distance.

With the appearance of the long smile, everyone's eyes forgot to look into the distance.

I saw a man over sixty years old in the distance, gray sideburns exposed under the flat hair, and a self-evident identity was set off by the golden maple leaf medal on his chest.

His waist was straight, his hands were behind his back, showing a master's demeanor, and under his eyelids were a pair of charcoal-like points of light, burning silently.

Looking at the old man, the old man frowned, and his face jumped on his old face.

"Old man, who is he?"

Lin Yun looked at the old man in the distance and asked the old man beside him, he could also feel that this person was not ordinary.

The old man's eyes were sharp, and he said lightly: "That old guy is the president of the Holy Sword Society, the city lord of Fengcheng, Yan Wuji." ”

Shout!

As soon as the old man's words fell, Yan Wuji in the distance suddenly disappeared, and in an instant, he suddenly flashed to the old man's side.

Lin Yun was taken aback by Yan Wuji who suddenly appeared in front of him, he didn't expect this person's speed to be so terrifying, he was at least dozens of meters away from him just now, but in an instant, he appeared in front of him!

Yan Wuji and Old Man Lin Mo looked at each other, and both of them seemed to have a trace of fire in their pupils.

"President. ”

After Yan Wuji appeared, Zhang Long and Yu Wenqing both made respectful gestures with both hands and bowed to Yan Wuji.

Yan Wuji nodded, and then sneered at the old man. "Lin Mo, I haven't seen you for a long time, I didn't expect you to hide in my Maple City. ”

The old man also sneered: "You are a dignified president of the Holy Sword Society, usually the dragon sees the head but not the end, why did it suddenly appear again today?"

Spreading his hands, Yan Wuji said helplessly: "No way, you have performed such a powerful slash, I don't come to see my old friend, it seems that I am a little unkind." ”

"Kind?" the old man sneered at Yan Wuji, "When have you ever been kind?"

"Hahahaha. Yang Tianchang smiled, and Yan Wuji smiled and waved his hand: "It hurts my heart too much for you to say that." ”

After speaking, Yan Wuji glanced at Lin Yun beside the old man, reached out and touched his chin, looked at Lin Yun, and asked the old man, "This kid is your descendant?"

"So what?" replied the old man.

After Lin Yun faced Yan Wuji's gaze, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of pressure on his body, it was clear that Yan Wuji did not use martial arts, but this sense of pressure seemed to come from Yan Wuji's momentum, which made Lin Yun feel very uncomfortable.

After looking at Lin Yun, Yan Wuji turned around and shouted at Yan Ling in the distance, "Ling'er, come here!"

After listening to his father's call, Yan Ling hurriedly ran over, although Yan Ling usually was arrogant in Fengcheng, but all this was under the backdrop of Yan Wuji, so Yan Ling was usually most afraid of his father.

When he came to Yan Wuji's side, Yan Ling also bowed to Yan Wuji: "Father..."

Nodding, Yan Wuji stretched out his hand and pointed at Lin Yun, and asked Yan Ling, "Is this kid hurting you?"

"Yes. Yan Ling nodded.

Lin Yun looked at this scene, Lin began to get nervous in his heart, and he could clearly feel that this Yan Wuji was definitely not ordinary.

"Understood. Yan Wuji chuckled lightly, and looked at Lin Yun coldly.

Rumble!

As soon as the words fell, an incomparably terrifying martial aura suddenly surged out from Yan Wuji's body, and that martial aura poured out like a boundless ocean.

"Dare to hurt my Yan Wuji's son!"

With a loud shout, Yan Wuji held the palm of his hand, and an invisible transparent long knife suddenly appeared in his hand out of thin air, and swung it down at Lin Yun.

Yan Wuji's move directly frightened Lin Yun, making Lin Yun never expect that with the old man in his presence, Yan Wuji would dare to do this to himself, the long knife had not yet been swung, and Lin Yun was so frightened that he sat directly on the ground.

Not only Lin Yun, but even Yu Wenqing and Zhang Long didn't expect that Yan Wuji would be so direct and stab Lin Yun.

Qiang!!

The old man's long knife was horizontal, directly blocking in front of Lin Yun, colliding with Yan Wuji's long knife, and a strong shocking sound resounded in the sky.

A huge vortex of martial qi formed on the blades of both sides, and the gravel on the ground around them kept shaking, as if the earth was trembling.

Call!

The strong wind pressure directly shook Lin Yun under the blade several meters away.