Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wang Yan of the Junzi League was forcibly escorted away by Elder Luo Feng.
In the High Heaven Sword Pavilion, the mighty Wang Yan was the first to suffer such a big loss.
The expressions of the disciples from the Jiange Wai sect who looked at Lin Yun quietly changed dramatically.
This boy is really crazy!
Over time, it is very likely that he will become a monster, and he will really attract the attention of high-level officials.
He was on the blood dragon horse, swaying up, and the scene of the tyrant sword unsheathed, still echoed in the minds of everyone.
too strong!
In the impression, there has never been a disciple of the outer sect, with this style.
It was simply unbelievable, no one thought that Ye Liuyun had already boarded the sword carving.
Abruptly, he was still beheaded by him!
That sword, in everyone's mind, will not be forgotten for at least ten years.
Xinyan looked at Wang Yan who was taken away, her soul-like delicate face flashed a hint of worry.
Wang Yan's last words pierced into her heart like a thorn.
"Sister, what are you thinking?"
Lin Yun got off the blood dragon horse and asked softly.
Xinyan smiled slightly, retracted her thoughts, and said softly: "Naba Sword, I heard that it was not easy for you to get it, and the elder Shouge made you suffer a lot."
Thinking of all the things that day, Lin Yun felt a little sour in his heart. He was shocked by the elders of the pavilion in the Xuanwu Hall, and his seven orifices were bleeding, and he knelt on one knee.
No one understands, no one understands!
He only thought that he was going to enter the fourth floor of the Xuanwu Hall, but no one knew that he was just making a promise.
Lin Yun said solemnly, "I promised senior sister that I would kill Ye Liuyun. I have to do it no matter what, how can I not believe what I say."
"You kid is really good! This gentleman's league has suppressed us a lot on weekdays. Today, it's your loss, and it finally made them suffer a little!"
Beside Xinyan, Mocheng, the core member of Luojia Mountain, laughed heartily.
"Yes, Junior Brother Lin, you really gave us a bad breath!"
The other disciples of Luojia Mountain all said that they had a good impression on Lin Yun.
Lin Yun responded with a smile, he didn't think too much, just thought that what he promised people must be done.
Furthermore, if it wasn't for Xinyan's attack that day, Ye Liuyun's desperate sword might have killed him!
In terms of love and reason, he had to kill Ye Liuyun.
"Go back to Luojia Mountain, have a good rest, and I want to see your injury too!"
Seeing that Lin Yun's state was not very good, Xinyan was not very injured in this battle.
It is urgent to get treatment and restore the injury as soon as possible.
The group returned to the Luojia Mountain residence, and Lin Yun, who was completely relaxed, fell asleep after checking the injury.
In order to kill Ye Liuyun, he forced his way into the League of Gentlemen.
One-handed Dragon Tiger Fist, with the blessing of the Demonic Seal, seems to be ramming and ramming, and no one can stop it.
But in fact, at that time, in addition to the strong physical body, it was the breath in his heart that he was able to support.
A breath of injustice!
After swinging the Ba Jian, the momentum has bottomed out, and all kinds of exhaustion and injuries swept over.
Now this sleep, is a full three days of sleep.
During the three days he slept, in the High Heaven Sword Pavilion, it was because he set off a monstrous wave.
Outer disciples, almost everyone is discussing, he fought Ye Liuyun.
That battle was really shocking, full of twists and turns.
But what really made this turmoil unsettled for a long time was the last sword that Lin Yun swung.
Eight wastes**, floating clouds and nine heavens!
That is the tyrannical sword, that is a forbidden technique that few people have practiced for thousands of years.
Many people have been severely injured by practicing this sword, and they can't stand it.
Now there is someone, under the attention of everyone, who really wields this sword.
The light of the tyrannical sword, reappearing Lingxiao, can be described as earth-shattering.
Three days later, Lin Yunyou woke up, only to feel refreshed, relaxed, and indescribably happy.
A hundredfold in spirit, with inexhaustible strength.
The galloping true essence in the meridians is even more so than before. This battle has made his cultivation and physical body a lot more refined.
It seems that the real battle has an unmistakable help for martial arts cultivation.
"My clothes!"
Lin Yun took a look and saw that his tattered green shirt had been replaced by a brand new sect robe.
He couldn't help being surprised, and when he looked up, he found that Li Wuyou was taking a nap in his room.
"Worry-free."
Lin Yun called out, and Li Wuyou immediately woke up, surprise flashed in his eyes, and said with a smile, "Brother, you are finally awake."
"Who changed my clothes, can you help me?"
Li Wuyou's expression changed slightly, and he said with a smile, "We are real straight men, brother, don't misunderstand me."
Lin Yun frowned and said, "What are you thinking, boy?"
"Hey, don't talk about that. Of course, senior sister helped you change the clothes, and senior sister Xinyan changed the clothes for you herself, and they drove us all out... I'm very envious of my brother, you said that if I get hurt someday Now, is there such treatment?"
When Lin Yun heard the words, he suddenly realized that with Senior Sister Xinyan's style, it was really possible.
It's just that Li Wuyou has forgotten the lesson of streaking on the Mobei Snowfield that day.
Senior Sister Xinyan's cheap is not so easy to take.
After a casual chat, Li Wuyou said seriously: "Brother, I plan to retreat for a while."
Lin Yun smiled in surprise: "The sun is coming out from the west, and you are planning to practice hard work. I have urged you many times before."
"Before I went out, the old man explained to me that it's okay to settle more in the Xiantian realm. The Dayan Xingjue is different from other exercises. Once the profound entrance is broken, it can be soaring, and the latter will come first. I am lazy by nature, so I am not in a hurry. But… "
Li Wuyou sighed and said, "Three days ago, the League of Gentlemen and Luojia Mountain fought. I am born with seven orifices. I can only watch, everyone is working hard, and I can't help anything. Feel good."
Lin Yun said solemnly: "Don't think too much, the two alliances are all elites in the war. If you really go up, Senior Sister Xinyan will be worried."
"Yes! So I've made up my mind. If I don't break the porch, I will never leave. At least I can't use it as a fuel bottle."
Li Wuyou, who has always been heartless, rarely showed a heavy look.
Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, and smiled: "In the dark forest, your Dayan Xing Jue has already shown its potential. I am looking forward to what kind of strength you will have after breaking the entrance. I am also looking forward to you becoming the number one in Daqin. The day of the swordsman."
Li Wuyou scratched his head and said, "Then it's a deal, and I will definitely give you a surprise when I leave the customs."
"What are you talking about, it's so lively."
There was a silver bell-like laughter outside the door, and Xinyan walked in in a cheongsam wearing a cheongsam.
In the small room, the light suddenly shines brightly, it seems to be covered with flowers, full of brilliance, and the fragrance is pleasant.
The sun shone down and shone on Xinyan's body, giving her plump and hot body a faint glow.
Lin Yun and Li Wuyou were both stunned and woke up after a while.
Li Wuyou smiled and said, "Senior sister, I'll go first, you can talk."
Before leaving, his eyes were reluctant, and he swallowed before leaving.
"Little Lizi still has the same nature, but he has been in your room for three days. You must cherish this friend."
Looking at Li Wuyou's gaze, Xinyan smiled indifferently, looked at Lin Yun and said softly.
"I know, he is sensible this time."
In the Mobei snowfield, the two walked all the way. After life and death in the dark forest, their feelings for each other have already surpassed that of ordinary friends.
Xinyan whispered: "Seeing that you are in good spirits, you can get out of bed now."
Lin Yun nodded: "Yes."
"That's good, Elder Luo come in."
Xinyan called out, and Elder Luo Feng walked in with a smile.
Seeing this, Lin Yun hurriedly saluted.
This Luo Feng is a high-ranking elder in the inner sect, and he is quite caring for him, so he should not be rude.
Luo Feng quickly dissuaded him and said with a smile: "You're welcome, I'm just entrusted by others and someone wants to see you. But I'm afraid that you will be inconvenienced when you are just recovering from your new injury, so let Girl Xin see you first."
Lin Yun asked suspiciously, "Who wants to see me?"
Xinyan smiled and said, "Don't ask about it. Elder Luo didn't even tell me. He must be a big man."
Luo Feng smiled mysteriously, without saying much, he waved his hand and said, "No hurry, let me tell you another thing first, Wang Yan was punished in the sword-handling hall. Three swords and six holes, all limbs are cut off!"
Lin Yun's face changed slightly when he heard the words, and he immediately woke up.
"This punishment is heavy enough, but with the background of the Wang family, it will fully recover after lying down for a few months."
Luo Feng sighed, acquiescing, and pondered: "It's impossible to really abolish him, this time let him teach him a lesson, at least in the sect, he won't dare to shoot at you again. But it's not really important, what's important is It shows our attitude, if the Wang clan wants to touch you, you have to think twice!"
Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, and somewhat understood the meaning of it.
Wang Yan wants to kill him, in addition to avenging his younger brother, the real root is the big tree of the Wang clan.
Even without Wang Yan, the Wang clan would not let him go easily.
The Wang clan masters are like clouds, as long as they leave the High Heaven Sword Pavilion, some have the opportunity to do it.
But now, with the deterrence of High Heaven Sword Pavilion, at least Lin Yun will go out alone and will not be threatened in a short time.
"Come with me."
Seeing that Lin Yun seemed to understand, Elder Luo Feng didn't say much.
The two walked out of Luojia Mountain one after the other, and went around several mountain peaks. Passing through several halls that are absolutely forbidden to the disciples, and circled several times, they came to the top of a hidden mountain peak.
There are plum forests all over the peak, and the fragrance of flowers is overflowing, which is refreshing and quite elegant.
At this moment, at the end of the plum garden, there is a person standing on the edge of the cliff, overlooking the High Heaven Sword Pavilion.
"Sir, Lin Yun brought it."
Elder Luo Feng bowed respectfully and stepped back without waiting for the man to answer.
Not long after, in this huge plum garden, only Lin Yun and the figure at the end stood with their hands behind their backs.
"come on."
The man called out softly.
Lin Yun Yiyan said, not long after, through the winding path leading to the secluded, he came to the man in a plum forest.
The man turned and looked at him.
This person is not very old, at least much younger than Elder Luo Feng. He looks like a middle-aged scholar with extraordinary bearing.
A faint smile appeared in his deep and peaceful eyes.
Lin Yun saw this man's face clearly, and was shocked: "You... you are the deacon of the Xuanwu Temple who gave me the sword-fighting technique!"