"Elder, this Lin Yun dares to kill me in front of you. If they can believe it, there will be ghosts. Such shameless people who sneak attack from behind will only embarrass the sect. It is recommended that the elders be killed on the spot. It's gone!"
Wang Ning's words were heartbreaking, and in the end, the elders actually wanted to kill Lin Yun.
"Elder, if such a shameless person enters the High Heaven Sword Pavilion, it will be a shame for the sect!"
Leng Mo looked at the elder in gray on the sword carving and spoke again.
"Who is shameless? If you want to kill, kill, why confuse black and white, and make a rake."
Listening to this group of people, the left one was shameless and the other was shameless, and Li Wuyou's immature face was flushed with anger.
Cough cough!
He couldn't help coughing a few times, vomiting blood, and fighting all the way, his accumulated injuries were no longer light.
"Lin Yun, what do you want to say?"
The old man in gray on the sword carving, his face was calm, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.
Lin Yun sneered and said with a sneer, "What can I say, I really want to kill this bastard, didn't you see it all, elder?"
"Bold!"
The old man in gray on the sword carving shouted angrily, and the powerful coercion immediately forced him down.
"Shit! How dare I, people want to kill me, I am not the meat on the chopping block, let him slaughter. There is no reason not to backhand, I only hate that you appeared in time, elder, and did not let me slaughter this shit. !"
Lin Yun's expression was indifferent, even in the face of the gray-clothed elder, he did not mean to give in at all.
In his view, it doesn't matter whether he retreats or not.
If the other party is really reasonable, they will not listen to the one-sided words of Wang Ning and others, and will make a fair decision. If the other party is unreasonable, then what he says is nonsense.
In short, it is a sentence, whoever is stronger is king.
The gray-clothed old man was the best in the game regardless of his realm, and all of them together would not be his opponent.
It doesn't matter what Lin Yun thinks. What matters is what the other person thinks.
If that's the case, why should you be timid? Could it be possible to change the other person's opinion by kneeling and begging for mercy
Just a joke!
"Tsk tsk, Xiao Jiannu, so you want to kill me so much. It's a pity, this young master is living a good life, there is a way for you to kill me in front of the elders!"
Wang Ning saw that Lin Yun was so irritable, raised his brows, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and spoke out provocatively.
"Fuck you!"
Seeing the other party's arrogant appearance, Li Wuyou couldn't help but rush over with his sword on the spot.
"roll!"
But before he got close, Leng Mo dodged and raised his hand with a heavy punch.
In the realm of Leng Mo, Li Wuyou, who was seriously injured, would be an opponent at this moment.
Bang!
Li Wuyou spit out blood in pain, and his facial features were twisted, unable to struggle in the end.
rub rub!
Several other dog-legged men under Wang Yan drew their swords at the same time and formed a human wall, blocking Wang Ning from behind.
"Step aside."
Wang Ning pushed aside the crowd and looked at Li Wuyou who was struggling on the ground with a sneer, "Little beast, weren't you very capable before? Jump up and hit me again!"
"hateful!"
Li Wuyou's eyes were bloodshot, and he clenched his fingers tightly, but he couldn't stand up.
"waste!"
Wang Ning sneered, looked at Jiandiao and cupped his hands: "Elder, you have seen everything in your eyes. I won't say much about how to deal with it."
The grey-robed elder said with an indifferent expression, "Lin Yun and Li Wuyou joined forces to kill the same sect, but they still don't know how to repent, and their mistakes are added to their mistakes. I warn you once, and if you do it again, you will be directly disqualified from the trial."
"The elder has a heart!"
Lin Yun's face was expressionless, he said something lightly, and went up to pick up the burial foil.
Just bent over, stepped on the sword with one foot, looked up, Wang Ning's face smiled coldly: "Always remember your identity, you were the most despicable sword slave back then, when you arrived in the imperial capital, you would only More humble!"
"Yes?"
call out!
The sword under his feet was suddenly pulled out by Lin Yun like lightning. Before Wang Ning could react, the sword was placed on his neck.
The blade of the sword was cold and pressed against Wang Ning's neck, and his face turned pale with fright. He smiled shyly, "Lin Yun, don't be impulsive."
"Lin Yun, are you courting death?"
Indifferent and others, with a long sword in his hand, pointed at Lin Yun at the same time.
The sudden scene, so that everyone did not expect, indifferent heart almost scolded mother, this Wang Ning fell to the ground how stupid.
Knowing that it is not the other party, he even sent it to the door to ridicule.
But this guy, if he was really wiped by Lin Yun's sword, he wouldn't be able to eat and walk around.
Wang Yan will definitely not let him go!
A smile appeared on Lin Yun's face as he looked at Wang Ning and said, "Don't you feel like a dog? In the Qingyun Sect, you like to follow behind Su Ziyao, and in the High Heaven Sword Pavilion, you only dare to follow behind Wang Yan."
"you!"
Wang Ning had never been scolded like this before, his face turned blue with anger, but the sword around his neck had to make him be honest.
"Step aside."
Lin Yun swiped, put the sword back into its sheath, turned to look at the few people who were blocking the way, and said coldly.
A few people were stared at by Lin Yun, and their aura suddenly dropped by half, so they obediently stepped aside.
Whoosh!
Grabbing Li Wuyou and throwing him on the back of the blood dragon horse, Lin Yun walked forward with the reins.
Wang Ning touched his neck, his face looked gloomy, he suddenly remembered something, turned to look at the old man on the sword carving, and said with a smile, "Thank you for helping the elders this time, I don't say thank you."
The gray-clothed old man said lightly: "You know the specific reasons for this incident. Although the Wang family is powerful, they have not yet reached the level in the High Heaven Sword Pavilion. You can do it yourself."
"The elder is serious."
Whoosh!
The sword carving blew a gust of wind, soaring into the sky, and disappeared from everyone's field of vision for a moment.
"Second Young Master, are you alright." Leng Mo glanced at Wang Ning, feeling that his injury was not serious, and his condition was not good.
"Can't die."
Wang Ning said something indifferently, but just remembering the way Lin Yun looked at him, he couldn't help but shudder.
That look, like a nightmare, made him unforgettable at a glance.
Does this guy know that I killed Mr. Hong
The hatred for me is outrageous...
"Brother Leng, among the seed quotas this time, how many leaders have broken the entrance." Wang Ning asked.
Leng Mo was slightly puzzled, but he still told the truth: "A dozen or so."
"Okay."
A flash of determination flashed in his eyes, Wang Ning leaned over and said a few words in Leng Mo's ear.
Leng Mo's face changed slightly: "Do you really want to make such a big noise? In fact, there is no need to deal with him..."
"I just said it was necessary, Lin Yun must die, I want to make sure that nothing goes wrong!"
Wang Ning's expression was indifferent, and he said without questioning.
"clear."
Leng Mo thought for a while, but after all, he didn't say anything.
"Damn, my blood-eyed bear!"
At this moment, Mo Qingyun cursed in a low voice, and he was surprised to find that his blood-eyed bear couldn't move. Looking at it carefully, the white bear, who was majestic and domineering before, is lifeless.
He was abruptly kicked to death by a blood dragon and horse.
…
"Should stab that bastard to death with a sword!"
On the back of the blood dragon horse, Li Wuyou was indignant that Lin Yun finally let Wang Ning go.
"Does it hurt?"
Lin Yun didn't answer, but asked instead.
"Nonsense, you were punched by someone in the Xuanwu realm, and it doesn't hurt to see if it hurts. This dog-legged strike is heavy enough, at least it has condensed a profound vein!"
Leng Mo's heavy punch is still painful to this day, even if it hurts his internal organs.
For a while, it's definitely not going to get better.
"Speak less when it hurts. With the elders here, even if I put my sword on his neck, I can't kill Wang Ning. Besides, even if I kill him and escape, what will you do, stay on the ground and be beaten to death?"
Lin Yun, who was holding the blood dragon and horse, said lightly with a bad expression on his face.
This time, quite embarrassed.
Wang Ning escaped several times without saying a word, and finally was reprimanded by the elders and gave a warning.
He himself is fine, but the consumption of innate spiritual energy is relatively large, and he has not suffered multiple injuries.
Li Wuyou was a little bit miserable. He first fought against Wang Ning, then dragged the Black Fire Crow alone, and was seriously injured by Leng Mo.
Then Wang Ning made a sneer and jumped up.
"That's right, I think about it now, the elder also seems to be partial to us. I thought I would be punished for letting us go like this..."
Li Wuyou scratched his head and said.
Lin Yun said with a faint smile: "Favor us? If you really favor us, you won't stop me from killing Wang Ning. I'm afraid it's because of Senior Sister Xinyan's face, and I don't dare to go too far. If we don't have any support. , you see how he will deal with it."
Looking at the surroundings, Lin Yun stopped and leaned Li Wuyou against the tree.
He patted the blood dragon horse on the neck, and said a few words in his ear, the blood dragon horse grinned, and then ran wild.
"You take a break first."
"Ok."
Li Wuyou was sleepy and tired, nodded, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Ka Ka Ka!
After an unknown amount of time, the sound of the bonfire burning branches woke Li Wuyou.
When he opened his eyes, Lin Yun was spinning on the bonfire with monster meat, sprinkled with salt and other condiments from time to time.
The monsters devour the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, not only the meat is delicious and tender, but also contains strong blood, which is a great tonic.
For people with serious injuries, eating a first-class monster can recover most of the injury.
This flame lion was specially caught by Lin Yun after explaining the blood dragon and horse.
After the war, his spiritual energy was almost exhausted, and he could only ask the blood dragon to do this.
I have to say, it's still pretty nice.
"Hey, Brother Lin, I can't see that you are really good at roasting meat. This is only a woman's ability..."
Li Wuyou smelled the fragrance and made fun of it.
After waking up, Li Wuyou regained his heartless and open-mouthed nature.
"Don't look down on it? Then I'll eat it alone."
Lin Yun, who had just split the lion meat in half, smiled slightly and withdrew his hand.
click!
As soon as the words fell, the blood dragon and horse rushed over, and directly took the lion meat that was originally allocated to Li Wuyou in one bite.
"My meat, this beast!"
Li Wuyou suddenly shouted angrily.
Lin Yun smiled and said, "Don't scold Xiaohong, it's not convenient for you and me to appear during this time, and I have to ask him to hunt."
Gulong Gulong!
Li Wuyou's stomach growled in disappointment, licked his mouth, and said pitifully, "Brother, I was wrong, can't I do it?"
"give."
Lin Yun smiled lightly and handed his share to the other party.
"What's so embarrassing... I'm welcome!"
Li Wuyou smiled and took over the poodle. He didn't have the slightest bit of scruples, and he devoured it.
The meat in the mouth kept chewing, shouting that it was delicious, but the meat was not exhausted. It seemed inarticulate and quite funny.
Lin Yun tore off a large piece of lion meat and grilled it on the bonfire again.
The firelight reflected on his handsome and handsome face, the face that should have been young and frivolous, with clear water chestnuts and a little more fortitude.
After leaving Qingyunzong, after several life and death experiences, Lin Yun was no longer as impulsive as before.
But under the roaring bonfire, that flickering face, but there was a ray of unwillingness in his eyes, which never changed.
There is hatred in my heart, never dare to forget; new hatred and old hatred will be reported sooner or later!