Generally speaking, it is forbidden to fly in the sky above Shangqiu City, but it is never forbidden to fight, if it is an ordinary person, it is understandable that fighting generally only exists on the ground, but the monk's fighting method is not to turn over the river and the sea, and go to the sky and enter the earth, which is really a little unreasonable. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Lin Yun doesn't know what to think about the public loss Mobai who formulated this rule, but the rules are there, and you still have to follow them.

But at this moment, so many people, even including Gong Yi Mobai himself, stood in the sky, and couldn't help but make Lin Yun think that the rules were just a degree for people who had no power and no power, but in front of the dignitaries, it didn't make sense.

Outside Shangqiu City, Lin Yun fought with an old man from the Wang family, and another guest from the Wang family and Wang Daojue were stopped by Liu Cheng and Gongyi Mobai respectively, and watched with Huiguo. Originally, since Huiguo appeared, Wang Daojue didn't want to entangle with Lin Yun and them anymore, and wanted to go back and think about it in the long run, but he was helplessly restrained by Huiguo and Gongyi Mobai and went out of the city.

Lin Yun needed a sparring partner to test his strength, and the old man was undoubtedly the best candidate. He wouldn't leave his hand on Lin Yun, so Lin Yun could feel the gap between the realms from the duel with him. And the existence of the public loss of Mo Bai is bound to ensure his life, which makes Lin Yun have no worries.

The cultivation of the old man is to build a foundation, which is much higher than Lin Yun's condensation, and against him, Lin Yun knows that he is not his opponent, but he is not trying to defeat the other party, but just to feel his current strength.

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The light and shadow in the sky floated, and the two figures were shrouded in moonlight, and around their bodies, the magic protection formed by the condensation of their own spiritual power continued to emit bursts of light.

Lin Yun was dressed in black, his body was thin and straight, his long black hair was flying in the night wind, his whole body was surging with spiritual power, and his clothes were flying towards the old man Keqing.

He was extremely fast, like an arrow off the string, and in his eyes, a strong red glow emerged, with excitement.

In the face of Lin Yun's impact, the old man Keqing had an indifferent face and stood in place without moving. Although he was a little afraid of the other people on the ground, he didn't pay attention to Lin Yun, a hairy boy with a small sixth-layer cultivation of condensation.

In just a few breaths, Lin Yun had already rushed in front of the old man Keqing, his right hand was clenched into a fist, and above the fist, the spiritual power of his whole body was condensed together, forming a suppressive momentum, and blasted towards the chest of the old man Keqing.

Facing Lin Yun's punch, the corner of the old man's mouth lifted a mocking smile, he raised his hand lightly, and punched out the same punch.

"Boom ......"

The two fists collided together, and a huge roar was heard, and where their fists met, a circle of light suddenly spread out, spreading in the night, and the heavens and the earth were lit up.

In just an instant, Lin Yun's body flew backwards leisurely dozens of feet away, and he tried his best to control his body to pause, raising his left hand to wipe away the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth. His right hand was numb and unconscious.

His eyes were scorching, staring at the old man Keqing, this time the two sides contacted, and the other party only took three steps back before he stabilized his figure. And this result was caused by his own best and the other party just waved his hand, and from this, he deeply understood how big the gap between the realms was.

"Come ...... again"

He let out a roar, and after pouring spiritual power into his right arm, allowing it to recover his comfort, he rushed towards the old man again.

This time, the Qingying Sword Technique was opened at a very fast speed, but it did not summon Chengying, but replaced the sword with a fist, and the soul power was integrated into the spiritual power.

During this period of study, especially when his cultivation was constantly improving, Lin Yun found that his ability to control the Qingying Sword Technique had greatly improved, and he was becoming more and more proficient, so he thought about making a change, and this change was to turn himself into a sword.

This is a bold idea, but it is not impossible to say that it is not feasible.

I saw that the silver-white spiritual power wrapped his entire right arm, and in that silver-white, a trace of dark red or dark thin threads were mixed in it, and the aura emanating from those filaments had a kind of heart-palpitating fluctuations.

"Nirvana!"

Hui Guo had been meditating cross-legged, staring at the two people who were fighting in mid-air, and when he saw the soul power mixed with Lin Yun's spiritual power, his whole person suddenly stood up from the ground, and his soft gaze, which had been benevolent, instantly became sharp, and he kept holding the hand that kept plucking the rosary, and he also paused at this moment.

"Who is this son?"

He read silently, and a heart that had long been unwavering began to ripple.

At this time, Lin Yun had already collided with the old man Keqing again, and this time the two sides were still the same as before, neither of them used any magic weapons, and they all relied on the power of cultivation. The result was of course conceivable, Lin Yun retreated dozens of feet away again, and the old man's body retreated seven times, four steps more than before.

You must know that although the old man did not do his best this time, he also exerted as much as fifty percent of his cultivation power, the first time he only exerted two percent of his strength and took three steps back, and the second time he took seven steps back.

After stabilizing his figure, the old man looked at Lin Yun in disbelief.

At this time, Lin Yun was much more embarrassed than the first defeat, his right hand was shrugged, obviously shattered, but his eyes were brighter.

Seeing Lin Yun's eyes, the old man unconsciously felt a sense of cowardice rise in his heart, which made him very annoyed. The other party is just a hairy boy who has not dried up, and his cultivation is no more than six layers of condensation, so he has nothing to fear. He roared, and a palm-sized disc was removed and tossed above his head.

The disc is lush and turquoise, and is carved with lotus flowers forming a mysterious pattern, with a vertical eye in the middle of the pattern.

Under the guidance of the old man's spiritual power, the seal changed three times, and then he pointed at Lin Yun with his big hand, and shouted "kill" in his mouth.

As he spoke, the lotus flowers on the turquoise disc seemed to come to life, emitting a strong light on the disc, and at the same time, they moved in a certain trajectory.

The lotus flower turned three times, and the light on it was full of light, all reflected in the middle vertical eye, and a depressing atmosphere swept the sky and the earth in an instant, and the night seemed to be getting darker and lower.

And at this moment, the vertical eye on the disc suddenly opened.

It was an eye without the whites of the eye, and the emotion it revealed gave people a sense of coldness, ruthlessness, and bloodthirstiness.

It looked at Lin Yun indifferently, and Lin Yun only felt as if he was in an ice cave, and his entire soul seemed to be frozen.

A ghostly light emanated from above the vertical eye, and it rushed towards Lin Yun in a rushing moment, enveloping him in it. Lin Yun was startled, and the surging spiritual power spread out, forming an enchantment around his body, competing with the ghostly light.

Sen Sen's cold sweat spread all over Lin Yun's body in an instant, and a sad emotion permeated his heart. At this moment, Lin Yun felt like he was exiled, a person who was rejected and tolerated by this heaven and earth.

Lin Yun's eyes turned red, and the figures of his parents, relatives and friends, his sister and sister, and everyone he knew kept appearing in his mind.

They all roared and roared at Lin Yun, and that sentence was not a wicked son, unkind, and angry.

Lin Yun tried his best to suppress the illusion that appeared in his mind, and his thoughts had already begun to be disordered.

At this time, the people watching the battle on the ground discovered that Lin Yun was wrong, and Liu Cheng was about to fly forward to help Lin Yun without saying a word, but was pulled by Hui Guo.

"This is his calamity, and it is also his fate, he needs to spend it himself, so it's better for me not to interfere arbitrarily. ”