The communication between the Holy Lands, whether it is a discussion of the Tao or a battle, whether it is a fight or a fight, or a clever word, is more or less serious and serious.
But such a funny picture has never appeared before.
More than a dozen big men huddled together, twirling and jumping, and with the blessing of a horse race, they even danced gracefully.
With that look, the people watching it burst into laughter.
Especially Nie Wushuang!
He was resisting the artistic conception of horse racing, his expression was clearly smiling, but he tried hard to hold back, his whole face flushed red.
The originally handsome facial features looked ridiculous like a clown.
Thinking about his previous arrogance, everyone in the Tiandao Sect felt very happy and hearty.
What about Young Master Wushuang, in front of us Zong Yeqingtian, it's just a joke!
This scene alone is enough to make the Shinto Pavilion unable to lift its head for half a year.
Who is the boss in Donghuang
After all, it is our Heavenly Dao Sect who has the final say!
"Ye Qinghong, Bai Yizhou and the others are unreliable. To raise our Zongwei, we still have to rely on Senior Brother Ye Qingtian."
Someone sighed with emotion, which immediately made people take it for granted, and said it directly to everyone's heart.
The expressions of Ye Qinghong and the others changed, and their expressions were extremely gloomy.
Swish!
The horse race was finally played, and everyone in the Shinto Pavilion was still habitually dancing.
They all bowed their heads and said nothing, wishing to find a seam to dig in, too embarrassing!
Nie Wushuang's cheeks twitched, he involuntarily looked at Bai Shuying, very worried about his image in Bai Shuying.
But it's okay not to look at it. When he was so angry that he almost ran away, Bai Shuying's eyes were fixed on Lin Yun.
"Yinyue thinks you won, but Ye Qingtian, do you dare to compete with swords?"
An evil fire rose in Nie Wushuang's heart, and there was nowhere to vent, and his expression became a little distorted when he looked at Lin Yun.
The former suave and suave, and the calmness of the aristocratic son has long since disappeared.
"Ok?"
Lin Yun put away Xi Qin and planned to end this, but after hearing this, he couldn't help but glance at the other party strangely.
"Why, are you afraid?"
Nie Wushuang said indifferently, "Could it be that the rumors are wrong, aren't you a new swordsman wizard from the Heavenly Dao Sect?"
Everyone suddenly realized that this Young Master Wushuang still didn't give up.
His strongest rhythm was defeated by Lin Yun, so he wanted to defeat the opponent in the same way on the opponent's strongest means.
"Nie also knows a little about swordsmanship, Ye Qingtian, can you enlighten me!"
As Nie Wushuang spoke, a powerful sword intent rushed out of him, and it was Dacheng's divine sword intent.
Boom!
In this sword intent, there is also a powerful wind power, and he also masters the sixth-grade wind will.
The expressions of everyone in the Tiandao Sect changed slightly, this Nie Wushuang really had some means, at least the will of the martial arts was enough to bluff.
"I advise you to forget it."
Lin Yun said lightly, he really didn't want to bully people.
"Scared?"
Nie Wushuang narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"If you talk about rhythm, you can still fight with me, if you compare swordsmanship..."
Lin Yun paused, and then said bluntly, "You don't deserve to carry my shoes for me."
When the words fell, Lin Yun raised his sword intent to the realm of half a step of the galaxy, and flicked his fingers.
boom!
A dazzling sword light burst out from his fingertips, and the half-step Xinghe Sword Intent rushed out immediately.
The Gusty Wind Sword Intent, which seemed to be quite bluffing, collapsed in an instant under such pure sword power.
Pfft!
Nie Wushuang spat out a mouthful of blood, clutching his chest and taking a few steps backwards.
"What else do you want to compare?"
Lin Yun got up and looked at the other party, the smile on his face subsided, he looked down, and said indifferently: "Compared with body skills? Compared with fists and feet? Compared with Holy Body
Nie Wushuang's face changed from bluish to red. For some reason, under Lin Yun's gaze, he had a strong sense of timidity.
It was an aura that he had never had before.
"Go back, don't be ashamed."
Lin Yunyi said sullenly: "The prince is only from a better background, but when the golden age comes, the least valuable thing is the birth."
"If you still act like this, let alone have no place in the Eastern Wilderness, you will be surpassed by countless juniors in the family sooner or later."
Nie Wushuang's face changed, and he panicked inexplicably.
The other party's words were like a dagger inserted into his heart.
He said that he was the prince, but if the situation that Lin Yun said happened, he would be dismissed in minutes by then.
Nie Wushuang was speechless, looked at Lin Yun again, took a deep breath and said, "I have been taught."
After he finished speaking, he left without looking back, and the other Shinto Pavilion disciples had no face to stay any longer.
They covered their faces with their sleeves and quickly followed behind Nie Wushuang.
The exchange that should have been quite lengthy in the Holy Land ended in such a hurry, in a way that no one expected.
Nie Wushuang had already managed in many ways, ready to make a name for himself here, and then completely establish a foothold in the Eastern Wasteland.
It's a pity that Lin Yun's appearance broke everything.
"Humph!"
Bai Yizhou, Ye Qinghong, Zhang Kui, and Xiao Jingyan each got up and walked away, giving Lin Yun a cold look before leaving.
With Lin Yun being so sharp, the four of them were naturally the most uncomfortable, especially Ye Qinghong, who had a deep grudge against him.
"Senior Brother Ye, stay behind."
Lin Yun suddenly made a sound and stopped Ye Qinghong.
The four of them turned around at the same time, all looking at Lin Yun with a hint of curiosity, what does this guy want to do
Ye Qinghong sneered and said sarcastically, "Junior Brother Ye made a big splash today and slapped Young Master Wushuang in the face. Could it be that he also wanted to slap me in the face."
He was not afraid, even with a hint of provocation, wishing that Lin Yun would come to him.
Ye Qinghong has a Qiyuan Nirvana cultivation base, and he also practices the Daoyang Sword Art of Inheritance. With confidence, killing the opponent is as easy as killing an ant.
Lin Yun went straight in and said directly: "You gave me a palm a month ago, and today, I want to give it back to you."
hiss!
The whole place was silent, and everyone gasped.
Lin Yun's cultivation base, at the moment when he just flicked his fingers, everyone has already felt that it is the three-dimensional nirvana.
In a short period of time, being able to go from first entering nirvana to three-dimensional nirvana must be related to the legendary holy source.
But even so, wanting to play against Ye Qinghong, who is in the Seven Yuan Nirvana, is nothing short of a fantasy.
Ye Qinghong's face sank, and he said coldly: "You really look like you slapped me in the face, you still have a slight chance of winning compared to swordsmanship, and you are more powerful than palms? Oh, come on, don't blame me for taking too much action and destroying you. Just fine."
He grinned and sneered, not only not angry, but also looking forward to it.
"Is it funny?"
A flower suddenly flashed before Ye Qinghong's eyes, Lin Yun's figure became blurred, and then his voice suddenly appeared in his ears.
He was shocked, the energy of Nirvana instantly filled his body, and the Daoyang Sword Art was running wildly.
Clang clang!
While the Yang Sword Art was wandering, his body became extremely hot, and at the same time, the sound of sword chants resounded.
His fleshly body is like a sharp sword standing in the sun, dazzling and dazzling.
To be able to have such a reaction in an instant, Ye Qinghong can be regarded as quite remarkable.
But after all, he was still a step slower, and before he could exert his full strength, he hurriedly raised his hand to greet him.
But he didn't care too much, the mere three-dimensional nirvana, half of the strength is enough to suppress.
Pfft!
The two of them touched their palms, and a cloud of blood exploded on the spot, Ye Qinghong let out a heart-piercing scream.
Everyone saw an extremely bloody scene, Ye Qinghong's right hand was directly blown up, and there was blood rushing from his shoulders.
"I kill you!"
Ye Qinghong fell into a state of madness, and slapped Lin Yun with his other hand, his eyes were red.
Lin Yun had expected it long ago, and he came first, and printed it with a palm.
When the palm light fell on the opponent's chest, the three Yuan Dans in the Zifu turned, and the 60,000 nirvanas moved along with them, as if three star swirls were activated.
The terrifying Nirvana Qi filled the whole body, and the terrifying coercion was even close to the opponent's Qiyuan Nirvana momentum.
boom!
Ye Qinghong's body immediately disappeared from everyone's sight, and when it reappeared, it fell to the ground softly, a thousand meters away.
Like a dead dog, he didn't even snort, he just passed out so directly.
"Ye Qinghong!"
Xiao Jingyan, Bai Yizhou, and Zhang Kui were taken aback. All this happened so fast that they didn't expect it at all.
After a few people woke up, they were furious, this night Qingtian was too bold.
"Ye Qingtian, you are so cruel!"
The faces of the three were gloomy, and their murderous intentions exploded in anger, and they each shot and killed Lin Yun at the same time.
Whoosh!
They are very fast, and they don't have any contempt, and they are extremely heavy.
Several people knew that they couldn't suppress the other party today, and the Tiandao Sect probably wouldn't have a place for the three of them.
Lin Yun didn't dodge. Once he dodged, he would immediately be blocked by the three of them.
But the three of them didn't succeed. A pair of golden holy wings suddenly unfolded, and then they closed together to wrap Lin Yun inside.
boom!
The three palm beams bombarded it, as if it were bombarded on a giant cauldron, and the giant cauldron made a metallic muffled sound.
"Golden Crow Sacred Wings!"
A strange look flashed in the eyes of several people, and it was not a secret that the other party exchanged the Divine Secret Art of the Sun in the Hall of Merit.
But the three of them did not expect that in a short period of time, Lin Yun would cultivate the Divine Art of Daily Sun to a terrifying state.
This pair of Golden Crow Sacred Wings is almost comparable to the Saint Artifact.
In Lin Yun's body, Shenxiao, Longhuang, and the two swordsmanships were activated at the same time, and the wings that were close together spread violently.
boom!
The three of them were immediately shaken and flew out, and each turned a few times in the air before they stood firm.
brush!
Lin Yun opened his wings and stood in the air. The golden holy wings were bathed in a faint holy light, and his face was as oppressive as a god.
Xiao Jingyan, Bai Yizhou, and Zhang Kui's faces became solemn.
It's a long story, but it took only a few words to leave Nie Wushuang.
In mid-air, Lin Yun alone carried the pressure of the three of them, calmly, with sharp-edged eyebrows.
Seeing that look in the eyes of everyone, it is clearly eager to try, wanting to fight three.
"This guy… "
Chen Zhong, who was beside Wang Ziyue, only felt his mouth dry, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He couldn't say much for a long time. What kind of monster is this guy
Didn't he say he was beaten to death by Sword Saint Tianxuan
Why is it not only okay, but has become stronger, is this the same Ye Qingtian who went to Feiyun Mountain with him
Is it really just because of the holy source
Not only him, but at this moment, a series of question marks appeared in the minds of everyone in the Tiandao Sect.
"There's no end to it, are you really going to fight in this dust-free palace?"
Bai Shuying glanced at it and shouted coldly.
When Bai Yizhou and Xiao Jingyan heard the words, they calmed down and did not restrain themselves, but looked at Lin Yun with schadenfreude.
They naturally felt that Bai Shuying was reprimanding the other party. After all, the other party almost destroyed Ye Qinghong on the spot.
This is the sound of sin, and this is sin upon sin.
boom!
But when several people were thinking about how Lin Yun should be convicted, a palm roared and knocked down the three people in the air.
This palm light is extremely terrifying, and the power contained in it is far beyond what the three of them can resist.
Pfft!
The nirvana of the three of them was immediately dissipated, and after landing, they each spit out a mouthful of blood, and they all looked at Bai Shuying in confusion.
"What about you? Where are you looking?" Bai Shuying asked coldly.
"what?"
The three of them opened their mouths and looked extremely shocked. They couldn't figure out what was going on even if they wanted to break their heads. Shouldn't he teach Ye Qingtian a lesson, why did he take action against them? It doesn't make sense.
"roll!"
Seeing what the three of them wanted to say, Bai Shuying said with a cold face.
Bai Yizhou's complexion changed. Being reprimanded by the Holy Maiden, he felt extremely embarrassed.
After getting up one by one, they did not dare to stay for a long time, for fear of being reprimanded again, they hurriedly left in despair.
"You! Come with me."
Bai Shuying glanced at Lin Yun, said rudely, turned around and left.