above the treetops.
Young Master Yanxin's five people, watching this scene twenty miles away, flashed a hint of surprise in their eyes.
An outer disciple of the second level of Xuanwu in the High Heaven Sword Pavilion actually beheaded two subordinates of the robber Moruo.
It's kind of incredible, it's amazing.
"If you read it right, the sword just now should be the Tyrant Sword!"
"It's amazing, Lingxiao Jiange has been flourishing in the past few years. There was Bai Lixuan first, and now there is a swordsman wizard."
"No wonder brother Xin Jue said just now, wait and see, it's really eye-catching."
Many of the most dazzling and dazzling Tianjiao leaders in the Great Qin Empire said softly, with expressions of interest in their eyes.
Young Master Yanxin said indifferently: "What's so great. It's just unexpected and fierce with the help of a magic pet. Zuo Yun, if he wasn't bitten by a poisonous snake, the two loose cultivators can't help him if they join forces!"
Everyone smiled and didn't say much, knowing that his descendants were slightly unhappy when they were compared by Lin Yun.
Xin Jue pondered: "It's hard for Morrow to know if there is such a big commotion. Maybe he will come over to check it in person. For me, the plan is probably going to change."
When it comes to business, the smiles on the faces of several people gradually converge.
In the end, Lin Yun and Zuo Yun are just two juniors, and they don't care too much about the most dazzling enchanting leaders.
…
Young Master Yanxin and the others didn't care, but Zhang Ping and others breathed a sigh of relief.
The experience just now can be described as extremely terrifying, like a trip to hell.
The suffocating energy invaded, and the whole body was unable to move. The feeling of being slaughtered by others has not yet fully recovered.
After removing the storage bags of the two loose cultivators, Lin Yun fed the blood dragon horse a great profound pill.
Xiaohong is only slightly collapsed and will recover after a short rest.
As for the viper
Blood dragons and horses dare to eat almost anything in this Demon Cloud Mountain Range.
It is far from enough to poison it.
"Brother Zuo, are you alright?"
When he came to Zuo Yun's side, Lin Yun asked.
He was bitten by a poisonous snake and was punched by a middle-aged man.
I am afraid that the injury is not light, but with Zuo Yun's physical strength, it is definitely not fatal.
"I can't die, but I'm afraid it won't recover in a short time. This toxin is a bit troublesome."
On Zuo Yun's face, there were faint black lines of toxin condensation, looming, and the situation was not very good.
Zhang Pingping looked at Lin Yun, but was shocked.
With his own strength, he killed two scattered cultivators of the fifth level of Xuanwu, and this kind of combat power is really amazing.
"It's really thanks to you this time. If you didn't take action, I'm afraid we would all have to die here today. These loose cultivators are really insidious!"
The anger in Zuo Yun's eyes was hard to disappear when he mentioned the two loose cultivators. This experience has taught him a lesson.
At any time, don't believe the promises of loose cultivators, especially this kind of loose cultivator that condenses evil spirits.
Lin Yun didn't say anything, and smiled lightly.
Loose repairs are cunning and suffocating.
But in addition, most of the time, it is an existence that cannot be on the table. No matter the martial arts, martial arts, and vision, they are actually inferior to the sect disciples.
It is nothing more than relying on rich experience, cunning and changeable, and then evil spirits, which makes it difficult to resist.
Thinking of something, Lin Yun's face changed slightly, and he said softly, "Brother Zuo, get on your horse first and leave quickly. I'm afraid this place is not safe enough. There must be other accomplices in this group of people."
"Ok."
Thinking of the previous conversation between the two loose cultivators, Zuo Yun was not polite, turned over and sat on the back of the blood dragon horse.
Others escaped from death, and they also did not dare to be careless about Lin Yun's words.
"Humph!"
But just as he was about to leave, a cold shout, accompanied by a cold murderous aura, swept the sky and covered the earth.
A terrifying breath came from the depths of the blood wolf tribe.
Boom!
As the momentum approached, terrifying pressure fell from the sky. Everyone, including Lin Yun, changed their expressions and felt extremely uncomfortable.
"Can the person who killed me Morrow be able to leave?"
Bang!
A silhouette flashed in the sky, and when the voice fell, the master of the silhouette landed firmly in front of everyone.
The profound cultivation base evolved into overlapping coercion, like a surging wave, rolling in.
Puchi!
Zhang Pingping immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, and was shocked and flew out by this momentum.
The blood dragon horse was also panicked and almost threw Zuo Yun down.
"Morrow?"
A flash of panic flashed in Zuo Yun's eyes, and he said with a trembling voice: "Lin Yun, this is the top ten loose cultivators on the imperial robbers list. As early as a year ago, he had cultivated at the ninth level of Xuanwu."
Moruo was thin, with a hideous scar on his left face, and his eyes fell on Lin Yun.
boom!
The huge gap of six levels of cultivation makes Lin Yun look extremely solemn when he encounters such a character.
There is no chance of winning at all, except to find a way to leave, there is no other way.
"You have blood on you."
Moruo's eyes flashed, and he was sure that the murderer was Lin Yun!
Without any nonsense, the skinny palms flashed towards Lin Yun like sharp claws.
so fast...
Seven Profound Steps, take pictures of people passing by!
Lin Yun's face changed slightly, and he stepped out in a flash.
Click!
Just after taking a step back, Moruo grabbed the afterimage left by Lin Yun and continued to grab him.
Under the huge gap in cultivation, the moment Lin Yun was caught, he might be torn apart on the spot.
too fast!
This Moruo's speed made everyone completely unable to see clearly, and three afterimages were smashed into pieces like lightning.
The fourth afterimage, before it had time to condense, Moruo's cold claws were about to fall on Lin Yun's head.
Seven Profound Steps, the Golden Crow spreads its wings!
At the juncture of life and death, Lin Yunchu remained calm and spread his arms. Just like the ancient Golden Crow, the flames rose and suddenly retreated.
Obviously about to grab Lin Yun's claws, he grabbed it abruptly.
"court death!"
If he missed a hit, Moruo was furious, and his murderous aura quickly condensed a fierce suffocating aura.
His suffocating aura was even more terrifying than the previous two scattered cultivators, and it seemed to be condensed into substance in a vague way.
Condensed gas into awns, flicking your fingers hurts people!
Lin Yun was not in a hurry, the Golden Crow spread its wings, and before it had completely landed, while flying backwards, he took out the Divine Sword.
The purple irises in the dantian were as thick as a mountain, and it was extremely difficult to move half an inch.
Bang!
At the flick of a finger, ten sword beams, like the substance, burst out. Every ray of sword light contains the majestic sword intent that he realized in his life and death, as well as the purest sword energy of Ziyuan Sword Art.
Between Xumi, his whole body was full of true essence, rushing out, and all of them condensed into these ten sword lights.
"Tips for carving insects!"
Morrow sneered, ignoring it at all.
This kind of second-level Xuanwu waste, even if he has secret skills in his hands, in front of his vigorous cultivation, it is not enough to hurt him in the slightest.
But when the ten sword beams really approached, a trace of panic surged in his heart for no reason.
Moruo's face changed slightly, and in the flash of lightning, he flashed three steps in an instant, and burst back a hundred meters, avoiding all the ten sword lights.
Bang!
The sword beams entered the ancient trees standing around the sky, and the giant trees with a height of 100 meters were shattered with a touch, silently, and crushed into powder.
Moruo took a breath, looked at Lin Yun's eyes, and slowly narrowed his eyes.
Lin Yun's whole body was almost exhausted. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
If ten strands of sword light can hit the opponent, I'm afraid that if they don't die, they will be half disabled.
pity…
In the end, he is the top ten thieves in the empire. He wanders between life and death all year round, and is too sensitive to danger.
Once he noticed it, it would be too easy to avoid it if the opponent had at least opened up nine profound veins.
Zhang Pingping was completely stunned.
Including Zuo Yun, they were all very surprised. They were shocked when they saw Moruo in person.
Don't talk about resistance, it's good to be able to move.
But Lin Yun, not only did not have the slightest fear, he even fought back and forth with the other party.
"Almost got your way!"
Moruo didn't dare to be careless, his eyes flashed coldly, and he killed Lin Yun again.
"Get back!"
Just at this critical moment, a figure fell from the sky. The majestic sword stance, like a round of rising sun, rises out of thin air.
When he raised his hand, he slammed it with a palm.
Bang!
Unprepared, Morrow was directly knocked back by this palm. Amidst the loud noise, the ground trembled incessantly.
"Senior Brother Xin Jue."
Lin Yun was slightly surprised, he never expected that Senior Brother Xin Jue would suddenly appear.
"Another one to die."
After being surprised, Morrow raised a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, and said in a negative way.
"Robber Moro, you are dying, don't you know it?"
Someone sneered, holding a cold spear, and slowly appeared. With a spear intent, sharp edges, people dare not look directly, just standing on that person makes people feel extremely painful in both eyes.
Zuo Yun recognized the man on the back of the blood dragon horse and lost his voice: "Qin Tian Academy, Young Master Changji!"
Surprised in his eyes, there was no time to subside, and a clear and empty voice sounded in the sky, and a touch of moonlight slowly fell.
Accompanied by the moonlight, is a peerless woman with a cold face, like water like the moon.
"Magic Moon Villa, Young Master Shuiyue!"
Bang!
Two more peerless sharp edges appeared from the rear, completely blocking Moro's retreat.
The young master of the Hunyuan sect is the rock heart, and the son of the gods is the egret!
Half of the Eight Young Masters of the Imperial Capital actually appeared here. Their goal is obviously to traverse the Qin Dynasty, kill countless people, and Moruo, who ranks in the top ten on the robbers list!
Zuo Yun and the others were so excited, how fortunate they were to be able to see the four young masters gathered together.