In the scene, only Qiao Zhu of Tiger Roaring Hall clearly knew how tough this blind man was, and he was simply not human when he was furious. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although she knew that this blind man might not be able to win favor in Lin Yanyun's hands, it would probably not be easy for Lin Yanyun to find a place in the hands of this blind man.

Seeing the expression of his friend Ji Chen in his eyes, he couldn't help but sigh secretly, I hope you can bear the cruelty of reality!

Lin Yanyun had never suffered such an insult, and he was so angry that he forgot to immediately slash him under the sword. Angrily, Wen Yiming gritted his teeth and roared, "What did you say?"

Wen Yiming picked up the sea bowl and drank it all, and 'snapped' and fell into pieces.

"Are you so deaf? You were born deformed, and you came to the world without ears and in human skin?"

The eyes of the audience widened as if King Kong was angry!

Manic enough--- that's what everyone thinks in their hearts.

"Lao Tzu told you to get out, go back to the famous sword Tianmen to find your pig brain, idiot, miscellaneous! Go home and ask your mother if you were born with ears?

Zhuang Yan has been completely petrified, and she wants to know if Wen Yiming is blind and never knows how to write dead characters!

The sound of the mud tile bowl shattering finally woke up Song Tan and the others behind Lin Yanyun. As Lin Yanyun's diehard, there was no need for Lin Yanyun to move a finger or separate a glance, Song Tan had already stepped forward and rushed directly towards the blindfolded blind man standing proudly.

In Song Tan's eyes, Wen Yiming was just a seventh-layer warrior ant at this time. There is no need to kill chickens with a knife, his warrior's three-layer cultivation is enough to easily crush and kill him.

"Miscellaneous fish with eyes and beads, looking for death!" Song Tan, who rushed out, didn't need to burst out at all, and while touching the hilt of the long sword behind his back with his backhand, he didn't forget to shout angrily in his mouth, so as to strengthen his might.

When Wen Yiming raised Song Tan's legs, he had already taken the first step.

Lifting the long stick back, the eight steps to catch the cicada to the limit, as if the long-standing arrow of the Xuan Xuan burst out. The long stick dragged out a dazzling golden light and shadow behind his back, and in the place where the figure left, a wide rock was cracked in the shape of a spider web, which made Yang Tianhao's beard tremble, this is the seventh layer of martial artists?

When he soared out of a distance of ten meters, Song Tan only crossed five meters forward, and he was in a state of being free to draw his sword with his backhand. Song Tan had already simulated it in his mind, and he rushed to the blind man, and the long sword was unsheathed and pointed straight at the throat, which just matched the steps under his feet seamlessly, which was both chic and amazing.

However, when he saw Wen Yiming carrying the power of the storm, and suddenly rushed to less than five meters away from him, his mind was already in turmoil. In addition to secretly saying 'not good', the rest is the illusion of 'so fast'.

In the panic, Song Tan couldn't take care of any better time, not only did he not dare to speed up again, but hurriedly grabbed his ten toes and stopped his body. The right hand had already given up the idea and action of wanting to draw the sword coolly, and with a low shout, when the long sword was unsheathed, Wen Yiming entered two meters further.

With a distance of three meters and the subsequent acceleration inertia, the moment Wen Yiming landed vertically, he twisted his waist and turned over, and his arms violently pulled out the long stick with the help of centrifugal force, and the whole set of movements was like the big move of a heroic blind monk. A large golden stick curtain almost instantly blinded Song Tan's dog eyes.

A roar!

"Raptors wag their tails!"

The loud and loud shouting of the bell was like thunder, and with the roaring stick wind, Song Tan, who only had time to block obliquely, was whipped away with a stick.

'Bang!bang!'

The stick was fierce, but the sound came out in a series.

In the eyes of everyone, they only saw Song Tan's panicked parry. However, the moment the sticks and swords intersected, there was a 'boom' sound; immediately after, Song Tan's long sword was shattered into pieces like paper paste; the next moment, Song Tan, who had been beaten by a stick, had already heard a numbing sound of bone joints breaking in his body; and then, he saw a corpse spurting blood flying upside down and slamming into a towering giant tree.

By the time it slid down the trunk, there was no sound. The two eyes full of horror did not blink to death, and Wu Xiu, who could just see the side of the corpse at the angle, gasped, and at the back of Song Tan, the spine that was broken into two bursts from the back of the waist was shocking.

The audience was so quiet that they could hear the heartbeat of their companions next to them, and they all looked at Wen Yiming in shock, like a King Kong who had descended from the world.

Twenty meters away, in an instant! Shoot only this stick--- kill instantly!

How domineering is this!

Instant kill that crosses the sixth floor!

How fierce it is!

In the scene, the happiest is the Twin Cities faction. The provocation of the famous sword Tianmen, Song Tan's words were the most ugly, and at this time, he was slapped to death by Wen Yiming with a stick, and everyone in Shuangcheng cheered in their hearts, and they simply worshiped the blind man who broke out of the siege halfway.

Zhuang Yan's petrification state was not lifted, but became more serious, and his mind was in chaos. And another young man named Sword Tianmen was numb in his back, and secretly said that if he was one step faster than Song Tan and wanted to show his sense of existence, he would also be like Song Tan, curled up under the tree like a dead dog and no one cared about him.

The five major sects close to the rift had been alarmed when Wen Yiming scolded and threw the bowl. A genius disciple with a high reputation and a top eye was very dissatisfied, but now, his expression was different, and he frowned tightly. The visions of the geniuses of the five major sects were not comparable to ordinary martial cultivators, and several of them already vaguely felt a hint of threat.

Everyone's eyes were full of awe and jealousy. Even Yang Tianhao was holding a sea bowl and it was difficult to enter, just now Wen Yi roared out a stick of 'Raptor's tail', and he asked himself that he was in the position where Song Tan was in a hurry to fight at that time, even if he could do it next, he would be seriously injured.

Yang Tianhao could feel that the explosive power contained in that stick was beyond the scope of ordinary martial arts, and he faintly felt that there was an unstoppable will in it, which made him a little trance! The master once said that before the martial arts stage, neither physical nor mental power could control the will of martial arts. How old is Brother Li Qing, how can it be possible to cultivate in the samurai period?

Yang Tianhao's feeling is right, Wen Yiming did use the gun intent of 'who else should I be'!

In the face of the humiliation of the twin cities, he did not want to keep it. It was necessary to give the famous sword Tianmen Thunder a blow in the shortest possible time! Instant killing of leapfrogging level was a plan that he had already drawn up in his heart. In order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, Wen Yiming did not hesitate to stimulate a trace of gun intent. Of course, he didn't use the violent battle intent in his body that he didn't know where it came from. Strong enemies are around, and he must keep a hand. After all, the gap between the seventh-level cultivation of a warrior and the later stage of a warrior is like a moat, and it must be guarded against.

The only one with a slightly normal look in the field was Qiao Zhu of Tiger Roaring Hall, although she didn't expect Wen Yiming to kill Song Tan in seconds, but the process was not important, the ending was not much different from what she imagined in her heart, but it was not so shocking.

Ji Chen lost his voice after a long time: "How is it possible?"

Her voice was soft, but in such a quiet environment, it was clear to everyone's ears.

Lin Yanyun was dragged back to reality by Ji Chen's words, and glanced at Song Tan, who was staring at him. Looking at the disciples of the Famous Sword Heavenly Gate who had rushed over, he took a step forward and took a step forward while taking out the heavy sword behind his back, and asked in a loud voice: "Who is Your Excellency?

Everyone could hear that Lin Yanyun's righteous and stern tone was mixed with a hint of jealousy. Lin Yanyun was indeed a little confused about Wen Yiming's details, and he wanted him to believe that Song Tan was killed by a blind man of the seventh layer of a martial artist, unless the sun rose in the west tomorrow.

He didn't think that Wen Yiming was a martial artist at the seventh level, and even if he killed Song Tan in one move, he wouldn't be able to do it. The only possibility is that this blind man has hidden his cultivation, and his true cultivation is far beyond Song Tan, and even higher than himself.

Wen Yiming hoarse and sneered: "You are not qualified to know the name of the Sprinkle family. I haven't heard of the famous sword Tianmen! If you want to fight, you will fight, so why bother to say more! My Buddhism has never been afraid of being outnumbered! Come on, let's go together, haha!"

Buddhism?

Everyone was shocked in their hearts, no wonder this person was so arrogant, he dared to say that he had never heard of the famous sword Tianmen. It is true that the famous Sword Tianmen is really not worth mentioning in the eyes of Buddhism. It is rumored that the people in Buddhism are fierce in combat, and it is really better to meet than to be famous. Just a Buddhist disciple in the martial arts period is as powerful as this, if the senior brother behind this blind man comes, then it will be worth it!

Lin Yanyun's face was pale, and he saw the frightened expressions of all his fellow disciples in his eyes, and finally realized the grievances of the Shuangcheng Sect just now in his heart.

"Your Excellency is a member of Buddhism, why do you still kill for no reason?" Lin Yanyun really didn't know what to do except for the scene. From Wen Yiming's dress and demeanor, Lin Yanyun already believed half of it, coupled with his outrageous combat effectiveness, he completely believed that he had encountered tricky goods today.

Buddhism! His famous sword and heavenly gate are also untouchable.

"If you don't fight, you're in a hurry! If you don't beat Lao Tzu, you're leaving!" Wen Yiming picked up the long stick, picked up the wine gourd, and poured the wine while walking towards the entrance of the big rift.

Leaving Lin Yanyun and the others embarrassed on the spot. However, Wen Yiming's heart was not easy, and he secretly thought to himself, don't get rid of it! Buddhism, you have to resist your old name!

After a long time, Lin Yanyun put away his heavy sword with a gloomy face.

"The ruins are about to be born, and there should be more to be done. When this matter is over, I will settle accounts with the blind man and go!" Lin Yanyun gritted his teeth and said a word, and took the lead in leaving the territory of the twin cities.

Everyone didn't say much, they couldn't afford to provoke Buddhism, and they couldn't afford to provoke the famous sword Tianmen. But there was a little ridicule and pleasure on his face.

And Wen Yiming, who was walking away, suddenly had a funny idea while being relieved.

Just 20 meters away from the second kill raid, although it was a surprise to the other party, but it really felt like 66666 had to fly.

This special force is a blind man's flashing and catching up on the magic skill, r flash!

If you can kill a trash fish halfway, maybe it's a double kill, damn!

Looking at the corners of Wen Yiming's mouth, Tongling Wu felt that his pores were shrinking for a while!