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The sword, the whole body is orange and yellow, like an orange crystal, but inside is a long sword that wraps the spine of a whole strange beast, and it is actually a long sword made of a giant piece of amber.

The man sat quietly cross-legged, the hunting wind blew, and he couldn't even lift a single strand of his hair, and the whole person was like a sculpture suppressing a side of the sky.

Lin Yang looked at this young man who was pushing into the sky, and the first feeling in his heart was-

This person is strong!

Stronger than ever!

If the Li Zhantian of the Haitian Sword Sect that he had seen before was an ordinary tiger, then the Xiahou Yunlong of the Xiahou family was a powerful demon beast fierce tiger, and the young man in front of him was the real Holy Beast Tiger King!

Xia clan, youth, swordsman.

Lin Yang synthesized this information into everything, and naturally guessed the identity of this person, it was likely to be the rumored young supreme of the Xia clan second only to Xia, Xia Bing!!

Sure enough, after the group of Pure Land Sect monks confronted each other for a while, one of the most powerful Saint Emperor-level powerhouses walked out and asked in a deep voice:

"This should be the legendary [Tiger Sword]...... Hmph, Xia Qiyun, what do you mean by blocking our way!!"

The Holy Emperor is the Holy Emperor.

When a word came out, even the heavens and the earth trembled, but the Xia clan also had a Saint Emperor-level existence on its side.

Xia Qiyun, the named Holy Emperor of the Xia Clan, walked out slowly, he was an old man with a gloomy and dark face, and his eerie aura was stronger than that of Mr. Xia.

He looked coldly at the powerhouse of the Pure Land Sect, and the voice he spoke was like a hungry ghost howling in the Nine Netherworlds, and the people who listened to it were furious:

"What do you want?

Sure enough, sluts have their own harvest, and retribution comes so quickly.

Lin Yang snorted coldly in his heart, silently watching this dog-eat-dog show.

Monk Jingyun's face sank: "Hmph, Xia Qiyun, it's up to you, I'm afraid I can't help it......"

"Pure Cloud, Pure Cloud, no wonder your Pure Land Sect can't rise after the Great True Ru Temple disappeared for a thousand years, look at your boldness, have I said what I want to do to you?"

"You!!" Jingyun was angry, but he didn't know how to respond.

"Come, that little monk without flowers, you come out!!" The Xia Qiyun Holy Emperor stretched out a shriveled finger and pointed to the flowerless face that was a little pale, smiling like a python coiled high and spitting apricots:

"You have humiliated my Xia clan in public, there must be an explanation for this...... It's very simple today, my nephew has practiced a few unsuccessful swordsmanship, as long as you can take his sword, we'll leave immediately, do you understand?"

What the?

A sword??

Lin Yang seemed to be able to imagine the astonishment on the faces of the people of the Pure Land Sect, and he could see the self-righteous pride and disdain of the flowerless monk.

With just one sword, how can you beat the strongest young disciple of the Pure Land Sect?

Answer......

But it made the Pure Land Sect and others cold all over.

......

After the time of a stick of incense.

Suddenly, Lin Yang felt the airflow around him suddenly move slightly.

It feels like a naughty girl blowing softly behind your ear, so soft and weak.

But when Lin Yang raised his gaze again, the sword covenant in the distance had ended.

Xia Bing was slowly pulling out his [Tiger Spirit Sword] from the middle of Wuhua's chest.

The sword was drawn very slowly, so slow that not even a drop of blood splashed out.

Xia Bing's expression was very light, so faint that it seemed that the sword just now didn't even have the qualifications to make him excited.

And Wuhua is a hell of death in despair.

"Boom...... Boom......"

This young supreme who had just shown his might in Miaohui Temple had completely lost the strength to speak at this moment, golden blood foam kept spurting out of his mouth, and a pair of eyes were staring like toads, full of panic and fear before death.

It's horrible.

Wuhua's strength has definitely reached the realm of a mid-level saint, and Yueru is at least one realm weaker than her, even if it is like the most famous [Seven Princes] in today's domain, such as Xiahou Yunlong and the like, it is absolutely impossible to poke him through within a single sword.

He didn't even see Xia Bing's sword clearly, and he had already lost the chance to survive.

Sou.

Xia Bing finally slowly pulled out the last tip of the Tiger Spirit Sword, and the whole person turned around, and floated away without even sweeping the flowerless glance.

Boom!!

A stream of crimson energy burst out from the scar on Wuhua's chest, directly turning the arrogant monk into a sky of flesh and blood, but not a drop could splash on Xia Bing's body.

"Jie Ji, Jingyun, next time I let the old man see that you have come to harm my Xia clan, it will not be a child who will die, and there will be a period later!" Xia Qiyun smiled coldly, and directly took the people of the Xia clan into a blue divine light, and left without looking back.

For the rest, the monks of the entire Pure Land Sect looked at the place where Wuhua was originally standing, and they were completely unresponsive one by one.

Is this the method of the Xia people......

It's horrible.

Is this the master of the younger generation of the Xia people......

There was summer before, and now there is a Xia Bing who seems to be even more ruthless, will this heavenly domain become the world of his Xia clan after all?

Shake.

All the Pure Land Sect monks, including Jingyun, trembled in unison, and when they looked in the direction where the Xia Clan had disappeared, their eyes had completely lost their original arrogance and fighting intent.

In the future, these people will only become pugs who bow down to the Xia people......

"Alas...... Let's go, let's go......"

Finally, after Jingyun let out a long sigh, he was ready to lead everyone away.

But no one knew when there was another man standing in front of them.

A young man in a green shirt and white face was looking at them with a chilling gaze, the kind of high taste like a butcher looking at a flock of lambs to the slaughter, cold to the extreme.

Where did this young man come from?

The monks of the Pure Land Sect were all stunned, only to feel that the current young generation was really more capable of posing than one another, and the Xia Bing in front of him was already in a posture against the sky, and it took less than a minute to come to a more cool one.

However, Xia Yun is the current future star of the Xia clan, and the Pure Land Sect does not dare to provoke it, this little hairy child in front of him who is not even in the Holy Realm is not dry, but he can be pinched to death to vent his anger.

"Where did you come from, boy, get out of here!!" Jingyun scolded angrily.

He didn't put Lin Yang in his eyes at all, if Lin Yang didn't disappear within a second, he would definitely slap this young man who came to touch his head directly.

But what shocked and angered him was that the young man in green shirt not only had no intention of leaving, but walked towards Jingyun step by step, and the suffocating chill on his body became even stronger.

"Let you go, did you hear that!!"

This time, a middle-level Saint Venerable next to Jingyun directly roared and waved his hand.

Everyone wants to find a punching bag at this time to vent the grievances of being bullied by the Xia clan just now, but unfortunately, this guy chose the wrong person.

Syllable.

As soon as he rushed out of the two meters, everyone felt a flower in front of them, as if they saw the monk and the surrounding space crumbling together, and then a powerful middle-level Saint Venerable didn't even have time to scream, just like Fang Cai's flowerless, it became a bloody scum fluttering in the sky.

I'll go!!

The monks only felt that the hairs and hairs on their bodies were about to be blown away at this moment.

What a day today!

Why did you just go away as long as it's weird, and this is an even more ferocious one!!

Are young people so brutal now?

The rhythm of beating people up without saying a word??

The Pure Land Sect is also one of the four major forces of the Brahmana today, when did it become possible for everyone to come up and abuse at will?

"Little bastard, you're looking for death!!"

Jingyun was completely angry now!

Lin Yang is not Xia Bing, no matter how demonic his strength is, he will be dominant in the Saint Venerable realm at most, and he will still die obediently in the face of him, the Holy Emperor.

"The old man is going to tear you to pieces...... Duan??"

Jingyun roared angrily, but halfway through his last paragraph, he was so frightened by the scene in front of him that he lost his voice.

This...... This......

The sky was overcast for a moment.

The sunlight was tightly obscured by a huge dark cloud, but if you look closely, what kind of dark cloud is this, it is clearly hundreds of thousands of densely packed holy sword army.

"No...... Don't!!"

The last moan let out by the old monk of Jingyun was so cowardly that he didn't even dare to admit it, and then in the next second, he, along with the dozen or so powerful Brahma Saint Monks present, were all swept and wrapped in the merciless sea of holy swords.

No!!!

All that was left in heaven and earth was the screams of this group of people pulling at the broken throats.

......

Another stick of incense has passed.

The monks stopped screaming.

The sea of swords in the sky dissipated, and only Lin Yang stood proudly in the heavens and the earth, and a group of dog-like sword slaves kneeling at his feet.

"After returning to the Pure Land Sect, I will recuperate and recuperate, and the power of my own line will grow stronger, and when the time comes, I will personally come to help you become the sect master of the Pure Land Sect. ”

"Yes, master!!"

Jingyun is now obedient like a grandson, Lin Yang speaks, he doesn't even have the qualifications to raise his head, he just bows his head and listens, just honest and afraid.

When these Pure Land Sect monks disappeared into the sky, Lin Yang, who was independent in the wind, slowly turned his head and redirected his gaze to the direction of Zhongtian City.

Check it out...... Yueru and Mingxin......

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Here Simon wants to state that the setting of the Brahma Gate and the Daomen involved in the article is purely for the needs of the plot, Simon himself is very respectful of religious people, and he likes to study some of the things, so if you have friends with religious beliefs, please don't be surprised if you see some foul language, thank you.