Chapter 132: The Price of the Martial Master's Shot

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I didn't expect that I just swallowed a few pills just now, and the sword technique I used again was a lot more powerful, as if the vitality that had been lost by a few swords just now had been replenished all at once, and this speed was too exaggerated.

Or is the pill on the guard's body really very precious, and it is very conducive to the recovery of vitality? Feng Qingyang frowned and pondered silently, thinking about it, there seemed to be only one explanation.

Four died at once, which was undoubtedly a huge blow to the other guards who were originally full of confidence to besiege Lin Yun, and the encircled circle also suddenly had a loophole, but no matter how these guards thought, Lin Yun shook his sword and took the initiative to attack.

Poof, a seven-fold guard of the martial arts screamed, his eyes widened, and his body collapsed to the ground, the reason why he was not thrown out this time was just because Lin Yun took a fancy to the storage bag on this person's waist, bulging, maybe he could get more vitality replenishment from him.

Sure enough, as soon as the storage bag shook, three more small bottles fell, and when they were still falling, they were fished out by Lin Yun and held in his hands.

With the replenishment of vitality again, Lin Yun once again rose in power, sharp swordsmanship, incredible speed, and that faint ferocity, and a few more sword swings, the guards brought by Xuan Wuji all fell to the ground, and no one stood again.

"It's really eye-catching, I didn't expect this kid to have such momentum, then Brother Liu is really lucky. Feng Qingyang saw Lin Yun with an indifferent face and sighed slightly again in his heart, and subconsciously felt a little regretful.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the dozen or so guards brought by Xuan Wuji all died tragically under Lin Yun's sword. In the midst of the battle, his expression was cold, his eyes were sharp, and the faint ferocity was even more chilling. In front of him, as long as his heart is a little weak, he is three points weaker before he fights.

At such a young age, he has shown such superhuman means, and his future prospects must be limitless. However, as soon as Yu Guang glanced at Xuan Wuji, who was almost mad with anger on the other side, Feng Qingyang sighed again.

The future is certainly limitless, but now. I don't know how many demonic geniuses and talented people have died on the way to the strong, and the suppression and attack of the big forces is the most important part of it.

Although this Xuan Wuji is arrogant, reckless, and a standard gentleman, maybe one day he offends a more powerful character and will end up in a tragic death, but as long as the martial arts academy does not fall, the Xuan family does not fall, and Xuan Wuji is a big man on the top, even if he Feng Qingyang, the head of the Feng family who has already achieved martial arts, he does not dare to touch his moldy head, because the Xuan family is not something that his Feng family can provoke.

Looking at the corpses of the many guards he had brought with him lying scattered throughout the courtyard, Xuan Wuji finally closed his mouth, his eyes full of shock and horror. He never thought that just a sick boy, with old clothes, would so easily kill all the guards carefully selected by his Xuan family.

"You... You don't come here, don't come here. ”

Seeing Lin Yun take a step towards him, Xuan Wuji was suddenly startled and shouted extremely nervously.

"Hehe, now you know you're scared?" Lin Yun sneered.

"Lin Yun, stop. No matter how much he Xuan Wuji is, he represents the Yujun Palace, represents the Xuan family, and is not something you can provoke now. It's just enough to kill those guards, if you kill Xuan Wuji, no matter your identity as a disciple of the outer sect of the Falling Star Sect, or your master, you won't be able to protect you. Feng Qingyang hurriedly reminded him.

"yes, yes. Lin Yun, don't make a mistake about yourself, I'm a disciple of the Xuan family, and it's not something you can provoke. ”

Xuan Wuji heard Feng Qingyang's voice to stop him, as if he heard the sound of heaven, and hurriedly echoed, but seeing Lin Yun's expressionless appearance, he said again: "Of course this is my fault, I can act as if nothing happened to you when you killed these guards, and I swear that as long as you stop here, I can act as if nothing happened." ”

"Yes, Lin Yun, since Xuan Wuji has already admitted his mistake, then this matter will end here. The Xuan family's power is not something you can provoke. Feng Qingyang followed.

"Hehe, if the Feng family master says that this is the Feng family, the kid will give the Feng family master a favor and stop it. But if you talk about the Xuan family, then let's take a little interest first. Lin Yun smiled coldly, took the sword in his hand, and strode towards Xuan Wuji again.

But at this moment, a sudden gust of wind blew, and a middle-aged man wearing a shabby Taoist robe and holding a floating dust in front of Lin Yun was horizontal.

"Huh?" Lin Yun hurriedly stopped, his eyes shrank, and his face became solemn.

The middle-aged Taoist in front of him turned out to be a martial artist, and the majesty exuded from his body was faintly a grade higher than Feng Qingyang.

"Little one, let's stop here. With me, you can't hurt Xuan Wuji. Of course, for the sake of you being a disciple of the Falling Star Sect, as long as you leave, I don't bother to pay attention to you. The middle-aged Taoist smiled with narrowed eyes.

"Oh?" Lin Yun was slightly stunned.

"You... Are you protecting me? Did my grandfather send you? Great, kill this kid for me, and the next time I see my grandfather, I'll give you credit. When Xuan Wuji heard that this person was here to protect himself, he immediately said with joy.

"Ahem, ahem, boy, listen to me, I'm just in charge of protecting you, not your men. The middle-aged Daoist turned around and stared at Xuan Wuji Dao with some displeasure on his face.

"Protect me, don't you just listen to me?" asked Xuan Wuji cautiously.

"Before, your grandfather sent your Xuanqi of the Xuan family to protect you, but he had something to do temporarily, so he paid me 10,000 yuan stone to protect your safety until he came back, so this 10,000 yuan stone is just to keep you alive. The middle-aged Taoist said.

"Then I can add yuan stones, you say, how many yuan stones do you want? As long as you can kill that kid, I will give you as many yuan stones as you want. After listening to the middle-aged Taoist's explanation, Xuan Wuji's face suddenly relaxed.

"Hehe, it's really a gentleman, but it's quite to my liking, no two words, 10,000 yuan. The middle-aged Taoist's originally ugly face suddenly became bright.

"Huh, so much?" said Xuan Wuji in surprise.

"Much, not much. This kid is an outer disciple of the Falling Star Sect, if he is outside the city, he will kill him, as long as there is no real evidence, no one can help me, but this is a city after all, although it is a secular city, but it can't contain fire in the paper, so killing an outer disciple of the Falling Star Sect in broad daylight, at least the Falling Star Sect will send three martial artists to chase and kill me for a month, so 10,000 yuan stone is not much at all. The middle-aged Taoist said carefully.

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