The young man didn't notice Ling Yun's faint glowing hair, and was completely shocked by Ling Yun's actions, the young man didn't notice these at all. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"You give me death!"

Ling Yun's eyes widened angrily, and the nine fingers in his hand were pressed by Ling Yun on the young man's chest, and a deafening explosion came from the young man's chest.

Strong fluctuations rippled around Ling Yun and the others, sweeping towards the surroundings.

"Poof..."

The young man spat a mouthful of blood on Ling Yun's face, and Ling Yun, who was grinning his teeth, became slightly hideous.

The terrifying power of the Nine Fingers made the young man's chest collapse, and his internal organs were shattered by Ling Yunsheng, mixed with blood and spit out.

"Poof..."

The young man spat out a mouthful of blood again, his palm lightly squeezed in the robe, and a crisp sound of "click" came out of the robe, and then a faint light disappeared from the young man's robe into the air.

No one noticed this subtle movement, not even Ling Yun in front of the young man.

"Five Flame Palms"

Ling Yun raised his other hand and slapped it on the young man's skull fiercely, making a "click" bone cracking sound, the young man's eyes were cracking, and he looked at Ling Yun unwillingly, and the whole person slowly fell.

"Bang"

The young man fell, Ling Yun breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head to look around, the Thunder Dragon, Blood Gu Yang and the rest of the people were stained with a lot of blood, and several people brought by the young man were also dealt with, including the dragon power that was beaten by the Thunder Dragon and had no combat power.

Ling Yun nodded at the people around him, this was the first battle of the Emperor Pavilion, the first battle was won and it was a powerful enemy.

"Go home...."

Ling Yun waved his hand and shouted loudly, just after taking a few steps, his feet were weak, his eyes were black, and he fell to the ground completely unconscious.

"Pavilion Master..."

The thunder dragon shouted, and one rushed to Ling Yun's side, shaking Ling Yun and calling.

"Whew... It's okay, the pavilion master is too seriously injured, and the depletion of the aura is like this. “

Blood Gu Yang came to Ling Yun's side and checked on Ling Yun, and said with a slight sigh of relief.

"... Thunder Dragon, you're shaking, I'm going to kill you. “

At this time, Ling Yun seemed to return to the light, opened his eyes and scolded at the thunder dragon.

"Good, good... I'm waiting for the Pavilion Master to kill me. The thunder dragon laughed and teased.

"Damn..."

Ling Yun scolded angrily, closed his eyes and fainted.

......

"Blood Elder, why didn't you say that the Pavilion Master hadn't woken up yet? It's been two days! “

The thunder dragon kept walking around the room and asked at Blood Gu Yang.

"Sit down for me, I'm walking around, the old man wasted your legs."

Blood Gu Yang's eyes widened, and he shouted angrily, Ling Yun hadn't woken up for two days, and Blood Gu Yang had already been annoyed enough, and Lei Long was annoying himself walking around the room at this time.

"Uh..."

The thunder dragon nodded slightly, and sat quietly on the chair next to him, waiting for Ling Yun to wake up.

In the room, except for Thunder Dragon and Blood Gu Yang, there was no one else, and the rest of them had sent Blood Gu Yang into Lianxiang Valley, after all, Blood Gu Yang knew that the time was not ripe for the Emperor Pavilion to appear in front of many people.

"Hmm..."

Ling Yun, who was lying on the bed, suddenly let out a low cry, and his eyes slowly opened.

"Pavilion Master, you're awake!"

The low whisper suddenly attracted the attention of the two of them, and they quickly came to the side of Lingyun's bed.

Ling Yun nodded slightly, sat on the bed, clenched his fists, and a surging force flowed through his body.

"One step further..."

Ling Yun chuckled, after the battle of the young man, the aura in his body was even more condensed, the sudden promotion from the eighth level of the mortal body to the ninth level made Ling Yun feel a trace of unstable foundation, after this battle Ling Yun felt that the vain aura disappeared, and now he is the real ninth level of the mortal body.

"How many days have I been in a coma?"

Ling Yun stepped out of bed and looked at Lei Long and asked.

Thunder Dragon stretched out two fingers and said, "It's been two days."

"Two days..."

Ling Yun sighed lowly, looked out the window, and found that the sun outside the window was hanging high, and the strong sunlight was shining, and suddenly Ling Yun's face changed, and he only saw him three days after the cold kill, today is the third day, and now it is about to be close to noon.

", go to the Genius Pavilion!"

Ling Yun quickly rushed out of the room and disappeared.

"What are you doing in the Genius Pavilion?"

Lei Long was puzzled for a while, and glanced at Blood Gu Yang, and they all saw the puzzlement in the other party's eyes.

"Could it be..."

Suddenly, Lei Long remembered something and looked at Blood Gu Yang, and at this time, Blood Gu Yang also looked at him with a shocked face.

"Damn..."

The thunder dragon scolded angrily, and a dodge disappeared into the room, and the Blood Gu Yang followed closely behind.

Genius Pavilion

Standing at the door of the Genius Pavilion, Ling Yun looked at the plaque of the Genius Pavilion, gasping for breath, and ran wildly all the way, Ling Yun finally arrived at the Genius Pavilion.

"Pavilion Master, wait for me..."

Not long after Ling Yun arrived, Lei Long rushed to Ling Yun's side and exhaled heavily.

Blood Gu Yang stood calmly beside Ling Yun, and with his powerful cultivation, this bit of running wild was a piece of cake for Blood Gu Yang.

"Let's go, get in!"

Ling Yun waved his hand and shouted, his steps quickened and walked into the Genius Pavilion, and the Thunder Dragon and Blood Gu Yang followed this Ling Yun into the Genius Pavilion.

Walking into the Genius Pavilion, Ling Yun saw a crowd of pavilion masters, and a large crowd blocked Ling Yun's way.

Scanning the crowd, Ling Yun found Leng Kill and Leng Yan sitting on a table and chair in a corner, and a handsome young man sat opposite Leng Kill.

"Brother Jian, how are you thinking about it?"

Leng Kill looked at the young man opposite and chuckled.

The young man sitting opposite the cold kill was the first place on the genius list, and Jian Wuxian was there.

"Isn't your Pavilion Master here yet?" Jian Wuxian hugged the long sword and said lightly!

"Uh..."

Leng Kill was dumb for a while, and he agreed with Ling Yun to meet in the Genius Pavilion today, and Leng Kill didn't see Ling Yun until now.

"Is something wrong?"

Leng Kill said secretly in his heart, and then shook his head to get rid of this idea, Ling Yun was followed by a strong man, that day in the face of Blood Gu Yang, Leng Kill had a feeling of powerlessness, he was in the middle of the Spirit Gathering Period, and the only person who could make himself powerless to resist was the consummation and peak of the Spirit Gathering Period, even if it was a high stage, Cold Kill was not fearless, and the second place on the genius list was not nonsense.

With a powerhouse like Blood Gu Yang by his side, Ling Yun wouldn't have an accident, and he wondered why Ling Yun hadn't come yet!

Leng Yan was also anxiously surrounding the surroundings, and suddenly Leng Yan's eyes gathered on a black-robed figure, and surprise flashed in her eyes.

"This is the Sword Traceless Brother!"

Ling Yun quickened his pace and came to the front of Leng Kill to look at the sword without a trace and the qi path!

Ling Yun guessed that the people who could sit with a genius like Leng Kill were only without a trace of the sword, except for some people with status.

The corner of his eye swept over the sword without a trace, and Ling Yun suddenly said secretly in his heart: "It's so strong."

Simple linen clothes, long flowing hair, a long sword that does not leave the hand is held in the hand of the sword without a trace, even if the sword is sitting in a chair, the sword without a trace has never put the sword down.

There was a chilling look in his eyes, and his face was calm as if nothing had anything to do with him, and there was a fierce aura all over his body, like a long sword about to be unsheathed.