Sovereign of the Era

After Lin Yun cultivated the purple kite sword formula to four levels, it was fully displayed.

Only one sword, only one sword.

They will come to kill Lin Yun's inborn strongmen and half step porch elder, and kill them all.

The two hundred dead, the most miserable, were beaten to the bone and ashes on the spot.

As for plum painting and blood butcher, as well as the group of elders in the half step porch, they were not much better. They did not even leave a whole corpse.

From now on, there will be no branch of jinyanzong and xueyunmen in Qingyang City.

As a county city, the branches set up by the three main gates here are close to one third of the strength of this clan.

Such a huge loss, I'm afraid, will not be able to recover for many years.

If Mingguang Pavilion is more ruthless, seizing this opportunity, you may not be able to dominate Qingyang County alone.

"This Are they all dead? "

MINGYE comes forward slowly. He can't help shaking when he looks at the scene of the river of blood and the mountains of broken limbs.

In Qingyang County, the weak eat the jungle and the competition is cruel.

Even if it's a massacre, it happens from time to time. MINGYE is also used to seeing people in the big field.

But this scene, or to his great shock.

Ziyuan sword master that wisp of obsession, strong incomparable strength, really left a deep impression on people.

The shock in Lin Yun's heart is no small.

The terrible strength of the black light token is beyond his estimation. It's a fantastic sword, which is eye opening.

But even so, he has no regrets.

If he doesn't use the black light token, there will still be three major schools to fight, even if he can save his life.

Many of the disciples of Mingguang Pavilion will die.

People die like lights go out. MINGYE is here to help himself. Naturally, he can't let these people who help themselves pay the price of their lives.

For him, it's unacceptable.

Lin Yun nodded and whispered, "brother Ming, don't you clean up the battlefield?"

The scene is all the corpses of two major doors, I don't know how many storage bags left, and many xuanbing.

Together, it must be a huge fortune.

"Yes, yes, yes."

MINGYE wakes up and turns back: "you guys, hurry to clean this place. Uncle Ming, please take someone to the branch of the two schools."

The elite, the dead, the elder and the principal are all dead. The two branches in Qingyang City must be empty.

It is obviously unreasonable not to accept such an opportunity.

"Brother Lin, your horse's trauma seems terrible, but it's not serious. What really makes it unable to stand up may be Bai Lixuan's three palms! "

MINGYE's eyes are swept and he falls on the bloody dragon horse lying on the ground and sighs softly.

When it comes to Bai Lixuan, Lin Yun's face is gloomy.

With the blood dragon horse's powerful to the terrible blood force, the trauma really can't cause the fatal attack to it, lets it so dispirited.

Lin Yun how much also guessed, the blood dragon horse present condition, certainly and Bai Lixuan cannot get rid of the relation!

Bai Lixuan's status is so outstanding that it can be said that it is famous all over the world.

With the strength of seven orifices, there is a great chance to win against the existence of ordinary Xuanwu realm.

Such cultivation and identity, even under such a heavy hand on a horse, let Lin Yun's heart is extremely undisturbed.

Don't give me a chance, this account must be calculated clearly!

"I'm afraid the internal injury is very serious. If you don't mind, you can carry it to mingguangge branch. There are full-time animal trainers at the branch helm. They should be able to recover after a period of recuperation. "

MINGYE pauses, looks at Lin Yun and suggests.

"Then there will be brother Lao Ming."

Lin Yun doesn't know anything about the treatment of monsters. It's obviously better to give it to a professional animal trainer.

After Lin Yun went to appease him, several people came to Mingguang Pavilion and transported a chariot on the blood dragon horse platform.

"Look at this internal injury. I'm afraid it won't be able to recover in a short time. Brother Lin, why don't you stay in Mingguang Pavilion for a few days. As for safety, I will ask my father to send the elder of Xuanwu to come here. "

As for Lin Yun, MINGYE is trying to make friends and help as soon as he can.

Its potential is likely to grow into a demon. It should not be a big problem to persuade the family to take pictures of the strong in Xuanwu.

Lin Yun pondered for a moment and nodded.

As far as possible for blood dragon horse consideration, give it more recovery time, do not leave future trouble.

"Go."

Together with the high-rise of Mingguang Pavilion, they went to the branch location in Qingyang City.

After half a column of incense, wait until Mingguang Pavilion congenital martial arts, all retreat.

In the north corner square, figures appeared from all directions and fell on the auction floor.

Looking at the bloody corpses, they were all shocked and filled with a faint look of panic in their eyes.

"It's terrible Lin Yun actually has such a means, no wonder he dares to only two big door. ""I think if it wasn't for blood dragon and horse, even if we didn't use that treasure, Lin Yun would be able to come and go freely."

"Now the two main branches are almost uprooted, and the division of forces in Qingyang County is just afraid to reshuffle."

"Mingguang Pavilion picked up a big bargain. In the future, it is likely to dominate Qingyang County."

"So, even if you are a patriarch, you can't do it too well..."

At the same time, a group of disciples were looking forward to it.

If you can pick up a half step porch strong storage bag, it is also a windfall.

Among many congenital warriors, who is the most depressed.

It must be the master of the north corner square. The north corner built by half step porch is the most oppressive.

Today, the hard-earned foundation and the hard-earned black market are totally destroyed.

That's not to say. Breaking an arm is the biggest blow to him.

If you can give him another chance, he will definitely not choose to help Heifeng Sansha auction what blood dragon horse.

"My Lord, do you want to drive these people away..."

A few of his subordinates came over and looked at the crowd rummaging around in the auction house, slightly displeased.

It's OK to search Mingguang Pavilion again. These people are doing the same thing.

"Forget it, this place has been abandoned. Hurry up and leave Qingyang City."

In the eyes of the North Point flashed a thick helplessness. He had made up his mind to leave overnight.

If he had lost his arm, he would never be able to continue to gain a foothold in Qingyang City unless he was promoted to Xuanwu.

Three days later.

North Point square has been empty, collapsed buildings everywhere, from the auction house exudes the smell of blood, diffuse everywhere.

Before that, the scene of extraordinary excitement and people's voice Ding Hui was gone forever.

It's a dead end. If you look around, you can't see any life.

It's hard to imagine that just three days ago, the hottest black market in Qingyang City turned into this tragic situation.

Whoosh!

The three figures, falling from the sky, frowned slightly when they stood firm.

The pungent smell of blood made several people uncomfortable.

All of them were dressed in the clothes of xueyunmen. The middle-aged man, the first, was full of unfathomable breath.

If MINGYE is here, he should be able to recognize this man.

It is within the blood Cloud Gate, the high-ranking and powerful Xuanwu elder Yan Teng!

His son, Yan Tianrui, died in Lin Yun's hands, and he issued a bloody hunting order.

"All dead It's all dead, not a living one. "

"How miserable."

Yan Tianrui's two subordinates, in the rotten corpse, hold their noses to identify.

"Elder Yan, this should be the body of elder martial brother Xuetu..." In a piece of incomplete flesh, a man stopped and said.

Yan Tianrui only looked at it, but he was too lazy to move his steps.

Feeling the sword meaning that hasn't been scattered in the air, he was shocked. Did the boy really get the inheritance of Ziyuan sword master?

"Are you sure that boy is still in Mingguang pavilion?"

Yan Teng didn't mention Lin Yun's name. He was afraid that he could not help killing his son.

”Sure, but the strong Xuanwu of Mingguang Pavilion is coming. It's not easy to break through the branch of Mingguang Pavilion. "

"No harm He'll come out sooner or later. I've got a lot of patience

Yan Teng's eyes flashed a sinister look like a poisonous snake, which made people shudder.

Bang bang!

At this time, a corpse suddenly fell down and appeared in front of the three people.

"Who?"

Yan Teng's face changed greatly. With his strength, he didn't feel that someone was here.

"It's the Xuanwu elder of jinyanzong!"

When they saw the face of the owner of the corpse, their faces suddenly changed, especially Yan Teng. A haze flashed in their hearts.

Jin Yanzong's Xuanwu elder, like him, should also inquire about the situation.

The strength of the other side is higher than others.

But such a person, I don't know when, has become a corpse.

"Who the hell is it? Come out for me, don't play tricks!"

Yan Teng looked around with a gloomy face. His momentum kept accumulating, and his whole heart was raised to his throat.

Ding.

Ding..

Ding...

No one answered him, only a piece of flute sounded abruptly in the north corner square. Heaven and earth, everywhere, everywhere, all pervasive.

The sound of Xiao is attractive, sometimes sentimental, sometimes stirring people's hearts, sometimes enchanting soul The melody is changeable, just like the magic sound pouring into the ear, which makes people feel sad.

Yan Teng's two subordinates, covering their ears, looked ferocious and painful, and kept howling.

Bang bang!

After half a cup of tea, the Qi and blood of the two people were surging, boiling and exploding without any reason.Yan teng only felt that the aura in his body was disordered and disordered. His internal organs and six internal organs were constantly tumbling under the concussion of Xiao music. Xiao sound into the soul, more painful, feel the head is about to explode in general.

Empty body is strong and powerless, but it can not play out at all.

"Don't blow it. Please show up and bypass the next one."

Yan Teng's heart was extremely frightened, and instantly understood that he had provoked the existence of no one.

Try to keep your soul awake and beg for mercy.

But the sound of the flute was more and more painful. Yan Teng was rolling on the ground in pain, giving out a cry of breaking his lungs.

At this time, he did not want to survive, just asked for the other party to give him a good time.

After half an hour of such torture, Yan Teng's eyes were wide open and his seven holes were bleeding, but he had no life.

A girl in red, slowly appeared and pinned the flute to her waist.

Looking at the dead Yan Teng, his face was expressionless. That delicate face, at the moment, looks thrilling.

Those who are strong in the Xuanwu realm die like this.

"Brother Yun, it's really not a worry."

His eyes narrowed slightly, just like two crescent moon, pursed a smile. It's quite different from what Lin Yun saw.

Like a white fox face, a smile like a demon!

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