Sovereign of the Era

The sudden appearance of Lin Yun surprised the two disciples of the demon flame sect. However, he only had the early cultivation of Xuanwu eight.

The look in his eyes immediately became arrogant. He snorted coldly: "the people in Lingxiao sword Pavilion dare us to do something about the demon flame sect."

"Be sensible and get out of here, or you will break every inch of your bones, and then burn every piece of your skin with the fire of the burning devil, so that you can taste all the means of tormenting people in my demon flame sect."

Two people face show disdain, stare at Lin Yun, gloomy smile way.

The young man in grey clothes, who has accomplished nine times of Xuanwu cultivation in the rear area, flashed his displeasure in his eyes, and said faintly: "a disciple of Lingxiao sword Pavilion, if you kill him, you can kill him. If you talk so much about what to do, just do it directly."

"Good. I don't like bullshit, either."

Lin Yun's expression was fierce and wanton in his eyes, and he suddenly burst out in an instant.

Scattered leaves on the ground, unprovoked, rise into the air like a sharp blade, whistling. Under the strong wind, Lin Yun waved his hand and pulled out his sword. A sword light that can't be described by words is blooming abruptly with the fallen leaves all over the sky.

It's like the moon in the sky falling on Lin Yun. It's as if he was a bright moon. Now the dust is exhausted, the light is thousands of miles, and the mountains and rivers are picturesque. There is a passion and blood in the painting.

Water moon sword technique, bright moon light!

Under the light of the sword which is comparable to the bright moon, the two disciples of the magic flame sect were pale with fear on the spot. There was no time to make any response. Under the light of a sword and bright moon, it turned into blood mist on the spot, and even screamed too late.

A look of extreme astonishment flashed in the eyes of the young man in grey clothes who was a little far behind. In a hurry, he quickly gathered Zhenyuan to resist the sword light.

But the sword light roared away, open and aboveboard, the light of the mighty, with the moon. In an instant, he was shocked to fly out. The condensed body protection Zhenyuan was crushed into powder by the sword, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood stains.

"Hateful..."

After the young man in grey got up, he was very angry and rushed to kill Lin Yun.

Whoa!

Only he barely walked out of the three steps, his body from the inside to the outside of seven or eight sword light, eyes wide open, in the blood spatter unwilling to fall down.

Lingyan of the same door, can block the light of his bright moon, does not mean that other people can do it.

What's more, Lin Yun is not the one who fought against Ling Yan that day. The strength is more than double.

He took the sword back to the scabbard and hid it in the dark to seal the field. Seeing such a scene, I was shocked.

He can also kill the three of the demon flame sect, but he can do this to Lin Yun. He raised his hand and crushed it mercilessly. He asked himself that he couldn't do it.

Read between, immediately cut off and Lin Yun's plan to fight, this person still don't provoke good.

So thinking, Feng Ye's face piled up with a smile, got up and fell beside Lin Yun, and said, "boy, what are you going to do with this woman?"

Lin Yun looked back and saw Liu Yue, whose clothes were not covered by her body, was looking at herself in panic.

Look in the eyes, there are consternation, panic, and a trace of disbelief.

Whoa!

On the storage bag, with a pat, Lin Yun throws out a coat to cover his body.

"Let's go."

Turn back and pull Fengye and go straight away.

"Boy, what are you pulling me to do? I haven't seen enough..."

Feng Ye a pair of eyes, the thief in Liu Yue body around, was pulled away by Lin Yun, he was very dissatisfied with the roar.

Liu Yue gets up and grabs Lin Yun's coat. She looks complicated. After half a sound, she calls out, "Lin Yun!"

"What's the matter?"

Lin Yun steps slightly, did not turn around.

"Thank you."

Very simple three words, but for Liu Yue, it is extremely complex, even some difficult to say.

"Thank you for a sword."

Lin Yun waved his hand and continued to walk forward.

Although Liu Yue and he have some grudges, they are a woman in the end. Encounter such a matter, is a man should immediately stand up, should not have hesitated.

Men in the world, magnanimous two words, the most important. If you kill them, you will kill them.

Liu Yue behind her, hearing this, looks slightly stunned, a sword.

Or, in his opinion, many humiliations and grudges are nothing but a sword to him.

Pity yourself, but entangled, unforgettable hate.

But did not expect, the most desperate and helpless time, will be how she can not think of to help.

A few days later, the distance from the Black Lotus beam was getting closer. The number of disciples who came across on the road gradually increased. Everyone was on guard against each other and had no plan to start.

He was very cautious. Obviously, before the opening of the heilian temple, he didn't want to have conflicts and waste energy.

If the palace is opened, it would be extremely stupid to drag the wounded body in.

Close after, just found this black light column, shrouded in a vast cold lake. The surface of the lake can not rise, the water waves are not startled, and the calm is a little frightening.Under the shadow of light, you can only see the outline of a temple and see any details.

Dawdle!

After two days, we could get close to the Black Lotus Lake, and a group of people came to Linyun and Fengye.

After getting close, I found that all of them were not disciples of the beast gate. Like Fengye, they were rough looking and strong.

Feng Ye grinned and said, "my disciples of the beast gate are really strong. In this Magic Lotus secret place, none of them died."

The secret place of Magic Lotus has a high mortality rate. I don't know how many families have been destroyed, and none of them died.

It's not easy to keep the whole staff intact.

"Elder martial brother, who is this boy?"

Several disciples of the beast gate greet Feng Ye excitedly, and their eyes fall on Lin Yun.

Feng Ye flashed light in his eyes and said with a smile: "this is the elder martial brother, the new younger brother."

"Tut Tut, elder martial brother, you don't have good vision. It seems that the strength of my younger brother is not so good?"

"It's really not so good. It's just the early cultivation of the eight fold Xuanwu. What's the boy's name? Tell us about it."

Several people are careless, unscrupulously looking at Lin Yun.

Feng Ye saw Lin Yun's face, and said something to stop him. He looked at Lin Yun and said, "you boy, hurry up, Black Lotus palace, you'd better not meet me."

He was robbed by Lin Yun, but he was not happy.

At present, my classmates are gathering. I can think of the picture of Lin Yun killing three demon flame sect disciples with one sword. I still have some drums in my heart, and I dare not do it rashly.

Lin Yun has a deep look at the eye seal wild, indifferent smile, turn to leave.

This is a smart letter. He didn't attack him, otherwise he would have to kill him.

At present, the Black Lotus palace is full of outstanding people. The elder martial brothers of Lingxiao sword Pavilion, I'm afraid they are also around here. They just took this opportunity to join them.

By the vast lake of heilian, the disciples of all major sects are gathering their energy and energy, waiting for the black light to dissipate and the palace to come into the world.

Between each other, even if there have been grudges, but also for the time being did not take action.

But on the shore, there is still a fight, which is taking place fiercely, attracting the attention of all parties and watching with great interest.

Three disciples in the costume of Hunyuan gate besieged one of them. The fists and shadows were in full swing.

The besieged man is extremely good at sword skills. His sword power is incomparable. The sun burning sword technique is very powerful. The sword light blooming all over the body is just like the scorching sun. The sword light is condensed and dazzling.

Even if it is placed in the secret place of Magic Lotus, such strength is enough to run wild and kill all directions.

Unfortunately The three men who beat him up are equally good.

They are all the core disciples of the Hunyuan sect. Their accomplishments are the same as him. They are all Xuanwu jiuzhong. Qi and blood churning all over the body, like an ancient beast. In the explosion of fists, it looks like an ancient tripod in a violent collision.

The advantages are obvious.

"Hey, they are the disciples of Hunyuan sect and Lingxiao sword Pavilion..."

"These two sects are really enemies. The hall of heilian will be opened. After meeting, we still have to fight."

"The swordsman seems to be Chen Xuanjun of Lingxiao sword Pavilion. I'm afraid that this burning Yang Sword technique has already been accomplished."

"But it's still hard to escape. The Hunyuan gate has no way to survive by fighting three to one."

The disciples of many schools are happy to see the two core masters fighting each other. The best thing is, both lose and die together, so that when the palace is opened, there will be several less competitors.

"Zhang Yan, Zhao Quan, Xiao Ming, are you all so mean? I like to play with more than one, and I have the ability to do one-on-one with me! "

Chen Xuanjun, with a gloomy face, said in a cold voice.

"Hey, Chen Xuanjun, don't be wordy. What kind of morality do you need to talk about when dealing with the people of Lingxiao sword pavilion?"

"One on one? Chen Xuanjun, what you think is very beautiful. "

"Don't blame me for being ruthless, blame you for your poor swordsmanship in Lingxiao sword Pavilion, and blame yourself for your poor learning skills!"

The three core disciples of the Hunyuan sect showed disdain and ignored Chen Xuanjun's provocation.

It's not necessary to fight one-on-one for a matter that can be solved by encirclement. If you die under the sword of the other party, it will be a great loss.

The three men are quite clear about the deal.

"Burning sun sword, the light of the sun!"

Facing these three, the strength is only slightly inferior to his own core disciples of the Hunyuan sect. Chen Xuanjun turns his whole body into the extreme. The boundless sword power condenses in the whole body, and bursts out a bright sword light like the sun. The sword light is surging, which makes it feel like the brilliant sun is suppressed.

Zhang Yan's eyes flashed and wiped surprised, obviously did not expect that Chen Xuanjun's strength was so strong.

But also did not panic, each sneer, juxtaposed together.

When the light of the sword was about to fall, the power of the ancient dragon elephant filled the whole body, and at the same time, he spoke and roared.

Yan Yun Quan, burning with anger!The three of them were filled with the power of dragon elephant. Without any sign, they burned up and condensed into a vast sea of clouds. The powerful fist is like an angry and violent flame, burning and boiling.

When the three men rose up, they even developed the momentum of dragon and horse galloping, and went straight to the bright sword.

Bang bang bang!

The fierce fist awn bombards under this sword awn, the air explodes repeatedly, the bright sword momentum, appears a silk crack, gradually cracks open.

Click!

A moment later, the sword fell into pieces. Chen Xuanjun vomited blood and was shocked out.

The difference is too big after all.

Rao is an amazing swordsman. He has nothing to do with it. He is weak in returning to heaven.

Zhang Yan's three faces were indifferent, and their eyes were full of chill: "Chen Xuanjun, you are in bad luck today. I didn't meet Lin Yun. I had to cut you first. Don't worry. When you die, your younger martial brothers and sisters will go down to accompany you. "

"No way!"

Chen Xuanjun got up in a rage, but as soon as he got up, he got another punch, which broke his ribs.

"Go to hell!"

The corner of the mouth draws up a ferocious smile, Zhang Yan rises in the air, and wants to make up another fist.

Wheezing!

Between the electric light and flint, a long sword pierced the air and turned into a startling bird.

Bang!

Zhang Yan's fist light, bang on this sword body, under the boundless sword idea agitation, unexpectedly shocked him in the past.

Sonorous!

When the sword is half an inch into the ground, the body of the sword is constantly shaking and sharp. The deafening sound of the sword's sound reverberates in all directions.

"What a strong sword

Not only the three members of the Hunyuan sect, but also the disciples of other sects nearby, were shocked when they heard the sound of the sword.

Who is it?

Several people looked up and saw a young man in blue robe and sword box under the dark sky.

The young man raised his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows. It seemed that there was a rising sun on the yellow sand wasteland.

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