Qin Yun saw seven green rays of light rushing into the sky, and immediately turned out the dagger and slashed his palm. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 I don't know if it's because of excitement or if it's his wish, at the moment when his palm was cut, he didn't feel any pain at all, but felt a little happy that he was finally able to do something for his dead compatriots in Mochizuki City.

Blood gushed out from his palms, spilling on the flags, and the hot blood even emitted faint green smoke.

It was just at that moment that Qin Yun suddenly felt a dizziness in his mind. The uneasiness in my heart intensified, and the chill on my spine spread throughout my body.

He closed his eyes and tried to calm his mind, but to no avail. The banner embroidered with brilliant flowers in front of him seemed to give birth to a powerful suction, intending to devour his soul.

Qin Yun shouted in his heart that it was not good, and at this time he came to his senses, which of the Eight Desolate Soul Banner Arrays was the formation used by the superordinate revenant, and how could someone use the formation to overtake the revenant.

"The little prince of the Lu clan has another purpose!" Qin Yun said to his senses. Even if the little prince of the Lu family came to Mochizuki City for thousands of purposes, it was definitely not to surpass his compatriots.

"What is he for?" Qin Yun clutched his mind and endured the severe pain of his soul being extracted.

"Sister is right, this hateful monk world~~" Qin Yun coughed up two mouthfuls of blood and laughed miserably. I regret that I was still too young to believe the words of others so easily.

"No, I can't fall here!" Qin Yun was unwilling, he hadn't figured out how he came to this world, he hadn't been able to stab the person responsible for the Mochizuki tragedy, he hadn't been able to ask about this unfair firmament, and he hadn't been able to find his missing sister.

Until he had done all of this, Qin Yun couldn't allow himself to die.

However, the current Qin Yun had only just stepped into the condensation period, and he was powerless in front of the Eight Desolation Soul Banner Array set up by the formation master Lu Buhe.

In the end, Qin Yun's soul was ruthlessly pumped out, and his body fell weakly.

After the soul was withdrawn from his body, Qin Yun saw a lot of "people", and these "people" were the same as him, constantly flying towards the huge lines in the air.

Some of these "people" were unfamiliar to him, while others were familiar to him. For example, in the past, Qin Yun often helped the boss who bought food.

Seeing this, he looked back at his body again, and suddenly burst into tears, and only then did he understand the purpose of the little prince of the Lu family.

The tens of thousands of unjust souls in Mochizuki City were constantly devoured by the Eight Desolate Soul Banner Array, and Qin Yun was also in it. He realized that he was now in a dead end, and with his strength, he could not escape the devouring of the Eight Desolation Soul Banner Array.

But just when Qin Yun was disheartened, he suddenly felt that he was wrapped in a warm current, and his uncontrollable soul slowly stopped, and then continued to approach his body.

Qin Yun, who was overjoyed, looked back, trying to figure out the reason, until he saw the faint light on his chest on his body, and his dejected eyes suddenly showed a gentle color.

It was the moon missing jade pendant left by her sister, and Qin Yun had hung it in front of her since her sister disappeared.

Qin Yun didn't know where the jade pendant left by his sister came from, but it had saved himself many times.

The soul returned to the body, Qin Yun opened his eyes, held the Yue Que Jade Pendant on his chest, and said softly: "Sister, I'm going to slaughter that Lu family's bastard." ”

When he returned to Mochizuki City, Qin Yun's breathing was unusually calm, and his steps were calm and left clear footprints on the muddy official road. And the Xuanzhong Sword that had been behind him was also untied at this time, and he held the hilt of the sword in his hand, allowing the heavy sword body to cross the ground.

The rattling and cacophony of rubbing continued to spread with Qin Yun's footsteps, until he saw the little prince of the Lu clan standing on the high platform of Moon Moon City again.

The little prince of the Lu family also happened to discover Qin Yun.

They looked at each other and didn't say anything.

The little prince of the Lu family took the lead, and the aura in his body flowed into the ring between his fingers, and an iron fan appeared out of thin air in his palm. His movements were sharp, and the iron fan was unfolded at once, and the cold light was like a sharp blade, which made people feel intimidated.

His footsteps were swift and ghostly, and he came to Qin Yun's body in less than a moment, and the iron fan slashed towards Qin Yun's neck with a cold intent, and the next moment it could make Qin Yun's body look different.

Qin Yun's pupils opened slightly, and his reaction was also extremely fast. The body leaned slightly, and he stubbornly blocked the heavy Xuanzhong sword body in front of him, blocking the fatal blow of the little prince of the Lu family.

The iron fan collided with the Xuanzhong sword, and sparks flew everywhere.

The little prince of the Lu clan was stunned for a moment, Qin Yun was able to block his blow, which was a little beyond his surprise, because he couldn't see through any cultivation on Qin Yun's body at all.

"Could it be that he has a treasure on him that can hide his cultivation?"

The little prince of the Lu family showed a look of astonishment, since he was the little son of the Lu family, he naturally saw and heard much more than ordinary monks. There are two ways to hide cultivation, one is that the strong with absolute strength can restrain their aura in front of the weak, so that they cannot detect it. The second is to have some peculiar treasures, which can make Xiuwei hidden and not let the other party find out.

Just now, when Qin Yun received a blow from the little son of the Lu family, the little son of the Lu family could clearly feel Qin Yun's struggle. Basically, you can conclude that Qin Yun has a treasure with hidden cultivation.

After a fruitless blow, the little prince of the Lu family jumped back, and after distancing himself from Qin Yun, he said, "I didn't expect that at such a young age, you actually have a treasure on your body that can hide your cultivation." ”

"What are you talking about, harm my compatriots in Mochizuki City, I won't let you go. Hearing this, Qin Yun said coldly, the muscles in his arms swelled, and the Xuan Heavy Sword smashed towards the little prince of the Lu clan with the sound of whirring wind.

Facing the menacing Xuanzhong Sword, the little prince of the Lu family put away the iron fan and wanted to block the attack.

The Xuanzhong Sword and the iron fan made a loud noise when they came into contact again, and the little prince of the Lu family couldn't stop the power of the Xuanzhong Sword, and his body retreated sharply and almost stumbled to the ground.

"Damn! What the hell is this kid coming from!" said the little prince of the Lu family, who had suffered a loss because of the underestimation of the enemy, said ruthlessly in his heart.

"I must kill you!" the little prince of the Lu clan roared angrily, where had he ever suffered such a sullen loss, and he couldn't wait to cut off Qin Yun's head and trample it into minced meat at this moment.

"I'm sure I won't let you out of here alive. Qin Yun said firmly.

The two figures intersected again after a brief pause, and the fire continued.

Qin Yun kept swinging the Xuanzhong Sword, and his technique was rough and savage. And the attack of the little prince of the Lu clan was very vicious, and the direction of the iron fan was elusive, although Qin Yun could barely block it with the Xuan Heavy Sword. But as time passed, Qin Yun began to weaken, and the Xuanzhong Sword gradually couldn't keep up with the speed of the iron fan.

After dozens of rounds of confrontation between the two, the cunning iron fan finally bypassed the heavy Xuantie Sword, leaving a bloody wound on Qin Yun's waist.

Qin Yun was traumatized, and couldn't help but feel slightly confused, and the dance of the Xuan Heavy Sword began to be chaotic. Seeing the situation, the little prince of the Lu clan attacked even more violently, and left several scars on Qin Yun's body after a while.

Qin Yun frowned, but if he continued like this, he would definitely die. But the only thing he can use to fight against the little prince of the Lu clan now is the Xuanzhong Sword in his hand.

"What else?"

"What else can be used?" Qin Yun's mind was racing rapidly, but his cultivation path was still shallow, and he couldn't think of anything that could save him from danger.

"Two ceremonies?" In a hurry, Qin Yun remembered that it was Wu Daofeng who taught him the exercises in the Yanwu Hall.

Just as Qin Yun was thinking, the little prince of the Lu family lost his patience in the face of Qin Yun, who was getting seriously injured, and the aura surged from the dantian, and a sharp edge swept towards Qin Yun from the iron fan.

And the little prince of the Lu family followed closely behind that sharp edge, and the iron fan looked like a devouring blade.

"Fight!" Qin Yun stood in place, throwing away the Xuanzhong Sword that could resist its edge with one hand. At first, Qin Yun was still a little unsure, but surprisingly, when the Xuan Heavy Sword was taken off, Qin Yun only felt that the flowing aura in his body actually surged wildly, which greatly strengthened his confidence.

Two ceremonies!

Qin Yun's aura was constantly running in the meridians, urging two rituals.

The little prince of the Lu clan felt a gravitational force suddenly grow behind him, and the speed of rushing towards Qin Yun was even faster.

"You just want to die like that!" the little boy of the Lu family smiled even more.

Qin Yun used two rituals to suck the little prince of the Lu clan over, which was undoubtedly pulling himself towards death, but his demeanor did not change at all, and Qin Yun was very calm at this moment.

Seeing that the edge was approaching in an instant, Qin Yun took a deep breath and then stretched out his hand. There was nothing special about his hands, just the ordinary palms of a fifteen-year-old. If there is anything strange about this hand, it can only be said that this hand is stained with blood and there are some calluses in the palm.

In the next moment, the hand was pinched into a sword finger shape, and there was no fear in the face of the edge.

Moments later, the sword finger was wrapped in a white curtain of light.

The sword finger then made contact with the edge.

The edge shattered in an instant.

The little prince of the Lu family looked shocked and wanted to retreat quickly. However, his body was driven by the gravitational pull of the two rituals, and he was not under his control for a while.

In the chaos, the little prince of the Lu family blocked him with an iron fan in his hand.

However, when the iron fan touches the finger of the sword, the iron fan can be easily pierced like a paper fan.

The sword finger was like a thousand pounds, and finally left a bloody hole in the throat of the little prince of the Lu family.

Qin Yun retracted his hand expressionlessly, letting the little prince of the Lu family in front of him fall weakly, and his neck bone was pierced, seeing that he couldn't be saved. Looking at the dead little son of the Lu family, Qin Yun began to be a little afraid, if it weren't for the strange power left by his sister, he would probably have become the soul of the little son of the Lu family now.

However, after this battle, Qin Yun was surprised to find that the original strange power skill was so magical, and the aura in the body covering the skin could actually turn the soft body into the most powerful weapon.

Qin Yun untied the ring in the hands of the little prince of the Lu clan, and left Mochizuki City while studying, and walked towards Orion Village. Walking on that familiar official road again, Qin Yun's mood was obviously much lighter than before.