However, they forgot that behind them, there was also an "actor-level" figure.

At this moment, Lin Yichen had quietly come behind the three of them, and raised his foot to give the crotch of the registered disciple in the middle.

At the same time, both fists were punched hard, straight to the back of the heads of the other two.

The two people who were punched fainted directly to the ground.

The registered disciple who had been hit by the yin foot bent down, turned his head painfully, looked at Lin Yichen, and said unwillingly, "You—a cunning person!"

"But what Ben said less is the truth~"

Lin Yichen shook his head innocently, the cultivation of these three Heavenly Sword Academy disciples was probably not weak, if they were to fight head-on, he would not be an opponent at all, so he could only make this move.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a white light flew into the air, and at a height of dozens of meters, a huge sword-shaped pattern exploded.

"It's ...... Flares!"

Lin Yichen wanted to stop it too late, so he could only watch as a huge sword-shaped pattern appeared in the sky.

It was the signal flare fired by the disciple of the Heavenly Sword Academy who was hit by the yin foot, he looked at Lin Yichen and smiled sadly: "You guys are ready to wait for death!"

"Humph!"

Lin Yichen punched this Heavenly Sword Academy disciple in the face, knocking the latter to the ground.

The signal flare went up to the sky, and it could be seen in half the county. It won't be long before a large number of Heavenly Sword Academy disciples will gather and surround this place.

If you don't leave, I'm afraid you'll never be able to go!

"Brother, hurry up! If you don't leave, it's too late!" Lin Yichen reminded Li Xiaoyao without disturbing his cultivation.

But seeing Li Xiaoyao speak, Yun said lightly: "What's the hurry? Brother Lin will block it for me for a while, it's almost good!"

Lin Yichen's face suddenly turned black: "Brother, don't be joking! I'm just the strength of the True Yuan Realm, even if I fight hard, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop this group of sword-playing people!"

"Because...... I believe you!" Li Xiaoyao crooked his mouth and smiled evilly, and continued to cultivate.

"I ...... You...... Wiped it!"

Lin Yichen was speechless to the extreme, he regretted eating this roasted crane leg a little, regretted that he shouldn't have hastily bowed to Li Xiaoyao, otherwise he wouldn't have to work here at all.

His mind was spinning rapidly, and he quickly thought about the means of fighting the enemy, and he found that except for "Paiyun Palm" and "Pure Yang Sutra", he had no strong means at all, let alone any killer features.

It's okay to deal with a martial artist whose cultivation is similar to him, but if he deals with a strong person whose cultivation is much higher than him, he doesn't have any ability to fight, so he can only wait for death.

His gaze flickered and fell on the three people lying on the ground.

The three people lying on the ground were all disciples of the Heavenly Sword Academy, and it seemed that there should be something on them.

Time was pressing, and he immediately searched the three of them.

The things on the three of them are almost identical, they are all a sword book, a self-law and hundreds of spirit jade.

The sword book, called "Tempest Sword Technique".

The body method is called "A Thousand Miles Chasing Hongbu".

Sharpen the sword in battle, and if you are not happy, you will be light. Lin Yichen felt that the swordsmanship might be used, so he quickly flipped through the "Tempest Swordsmanship" and then began to cultivate.

This sword book is not complicated, with a total of seven moves and one hundred and eight styles. They are all simple sword styles, simple combinations, and pay attention to the word "fast".

As soon as the divine thought moved, the divine thought ran rapidly, quickly transforming the sword style in "Tempest Sword Technique" into an image one by one.

Then, follow the sword moves to connect the sword styles in series.

Then connect all the sword moves together, and practice them in your mind as quickly as a movie.

After that, he carefully read the sword book again to make sure that there was nothing wrong. Fill in the gaps and further correct the images in your mind. After confirming that there were no major problems, he quickly rehearsed them over and over again in his mind.

Although it is utopian, it cannot be translated into actual combat effectiveness.

However, under the urgency of time, it is not a shortcut to memorize the entire set of swordsmanship before cultivating.

In a few breaths, he had already practiced this set of "Tempest Sword Technique" sword techniques in his mind twenty times, and when there was no stagnation in the practice, Lin Yichen picked up a sword and began to practice.

Actual cultivation is far from being as easy as rehearsing it in your mind.

After all, Lin Yichen was the first time to use a sword, and he was not very proficient in even the most basic sword grip, let alone swinging the sword freely.

After practicing three or four times, he was barely able to finish the entire set of swordsmanship.

However, there is no fluency and sharpness at all.

Lin Yichen was a little anxious, feeling that his cultivation was too slow. If it goes on like this, let alone blocking, it is impossible to get out.

At this time, not far away, a Dao figure had already flown by, and Dao Dao's sharp gaze had already locked him.

"Who sent the signal?"

"Could it be that there is a whereabouts of the crane thief?"

The person at the head was extremely strong, and between the flights, the black Yuan Force around him lingered, and his feet did not touch the ground, as if he was in the void, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived at the other courtyard and stood on the wall.

He has a tall body and a dignified appearance, wearing a blue cloud pattern robe, and a blue auspicious cloud wide-brimmed brocade belt tied around his waist, and the cloud pattern cloak is spread out in the wind, rolling like a cloud, majestic.

His jet-black hair was tied up, and he was wearing a small silver crown inlaid with jade, and the white jade on the silver crown was crystal moist, which further set off his black and smooth hair.

On the handsome face, a pair of narrow eyes, the cold light flashed.

Sen Ran's gaze stopped slightly on Lin Yichen, then quickly glanced around, and then fell back on Lin Yichen.

"Who are you?"

He didn't ask if it was Lin Yichen who stole the White Feather Immortal Crane, nor did he ask if it was the three Heavenly Sword Academy disciples that Lin Yichen put on the ground, because he had already seen it. He only needed to know who Lin Yichen was, and then he could decide what to do next.

Facing the questioning of the powerhouse of the Heavenly Sword Academy, Lin Yichen slowly put away his sword and raised his head leisurely, his eyes were awe-inspiring.

"You don't have the right to know who I am!"

Lin Yichen spat out wild words, pretending to be the first in the world, so that everyone in the Heavenly Sword Academy could not figure out his depth and did not dare to make a move easily, so as to buy more time for Li Xiaoyao.

After thinking about it, he came up with a more feasible strategy - bluffing tactics.

As soon as these words came out, the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Academy who then rushed into the other courtyard almost fell to the ground one by one.

In the entire Tianjun City, within a radius of thousands of miles, or beyond, there had never been a person who dared to speak like this to the outstanding young man on the wall.

Because no one is qualified to talk to him like this.

"What hubrity! Do you know who he is?"

A female disciple of the Heavenly Sword Academy, with a coquettish voice, pointed at Lin Yichen and scolded angrily.

This female disciple has peach-faced and almond eyes, and she is not ugly. It's just that she yells like a shrew scolding the street.