Sovereign of the Era

Falling on the edge of the fire prison square, Lin Yun's eyes narrowed slightly and looked at the past.

In the fire prison square, I don't know when four well-dressed young people come. They smile on their faces and look at the two people who are fighting in the middle of the square.

They are distinguished from the disciples of the Academy in temperament and can be easily distinguished at a glance.

Lin Yun's eyes swept away, four people's chest embroidered with elegant cloud patterns, cloud patterns inserted with a sword.

Lin Yun is no stranger to this kind of pictures and texts. Mu Xue also has them. These people seem to be the inner disciples of Tianjian sect.

After a glance, Lin Yun didn't see the existence of the core disciples, which was a little strange.

It seems that the real strong man of Tianjian sect is visiting Yushu hall, and there are elders and Mu Xue waiting for him. Line of sight does not stop, Lin Yun's eyes, fell on the two people who are fighting.

Mei Ziyan's opponent in the field was a very young boy, but he was seventeen or eighteen years old. But that a sharp edge, but it is no match, forced meiziyan quite uncomfortable.

"Is that all? But it's not enough to see... "

In the fierce fight, the young man has a lot of leisure, looking at Mei Ziyan picking eyebrows and laughing.

"Bang!"

Meiziyan's heart was bent, did not speak, the body really yuan diffuse. His body is like a bow. He steps out and blows out with a terrible fist.

"Do you want to show the strength of Xiaocheng in your yangxuan realm? Just enough to see. "

Feeling the power of meiziyan's fist, the young man's mouth raised a smile, and his face showed a lazy look. In the long sleeve, a hand was put out like lightning, and the five fingers opened unexpectedly, wrapped the plum blossom's fist in an instant, and then firmly grasped it in.

"How could this be..."

Mei Ziyan's eyes showed a look of extreme consternation. He hit the peak of Xiaocheng's yangxuan realm. It is not the reason for cultivation that he was easily grasped by the other party.

"Give me a refund!"

The young man raised his eyebrows and laughed coldly, which made him clever. In the blink of an eye, this fierce anger rushed to meiziyan, was directly shaken out by the other side.

"It's still too weak."

Once in power, the youth's spirit is more vigorous, bullying the body forward, the fists with the cold wind. Between whistling, like a storm, the air seemed to be torn apart by the fist.

Looking at these scenes, many of the disciples of Tianfu academy looked ugly.

Obviously did not expect, meiziyan will be in the hands of a teenager, by such humiliation, simply vulnerable.

Bang bang bang!

In the field, the two figures launched fierce and fierce bombardment, powerful aftershocks, swept the four sides, blowing the dust all over the sky.

"That's it."

In the tense fight, the young man drank coldly. His right hand suddenly became as sharp as a sword. Hissing, like a sword straight through the wall, will meiziyan momentum a bucket to the end.

Bang!

Then this sharp sword like fist was imprinted on Mei Ziyan's chest in a loud noise. Meiziyan spit out blood, pale face, extremely embarrassed to retreat back.

The aftershock, plum inflammation retreated several steps, just reluctantly stood still. On the other hand, the young man was calm and relaxed.

"The martial arts background of Tianfu academy is still too poor. Although you are not young, your strength is really not enough to see. Do you need to continue to compete? "

Young eyes show a look of disappointment, light said.

He said this from a 17-18-year-old boy's mouth, but it was a bit hurtful, and did not leave any affection.

But it doesn't matter to him.

His name is mu Chen. He is a rising star of Tianjian sect. He can be one of the top three disciples. Especially when he was only 18 years old, his potential was amazing. No one in Tianjian sect dared to look down on him. Naturally, he didn't need to give him plum blossom face when he came to this academy.

"Tianjian sect is worthy of being Tianjian sect, but your strength is nothing. But it's arrogant to look down on Tianfu Academy. There is a man in my academy who is the same age as you, but even Cao Zhen of BeiXue mountain villa is not his opponent. "

Mei Ziyan said softly with a smile.

"I've heard that I'm here to see this man. Do you know where he is?"

Mu Chen's face was slightly stunned, and immediately showed a strong sense of war.

"Don't you just watch over there?"

Mei Ziyan's eyes flashed a cold light, his eyes swept, and fell on Lin Yun at the edge of the square in the distance.

This is a good way to play. Being taught by others, he also wants to make Lin Yun feel bad.

"Lin Yun!"

"Deacon Lin!"

At that time, the eyes of many disciples of Tianfu academy fell on Lin Yun. Just in time, Lin Yun, who intended to astringe his breath, immediately became the focus of attention under the words of Mei Ziyan."Are you the man who buried flowers in the rumor?"

Mu Chen looks at Lin Yun with great interest, and looks a little puzzled in his eyes. How does this person look at it, he only has the perfect cultivation of Yin Xuan state.

Although the breath is dignified and gives people a very strong feeling, no matter how it is, it is just a complete cultivation of Yin Xuan realm.

After half a ring, he chuckled: "that Cao Zhen is quite good. I used to treat him as an opponent, but I didn't expect to be so useless that even a swordsman of the Qin Empire could not solve it. Since you are here, it is also predestined. Would you like to give me some advice? "

The age difference between the two is not much, but their temperament is different. The Mu dust is wanton, arrogant and boastful.

Compared with it, Lin Yun is much more introverted.

In particular, after he perfected his innate sense of sword, he was able to get rid of all the lead, and had a tendency to return to nature. But if you really look at his eyes, you will find that the innate sword meaning hidden in his eyes is magnificent and vast, as thick as the sea, as deep as the abyss.

If you don't get angry, you'll have to. If you're angry, you'll get wind and cloud, and the world will lose color.

"No interest."

Glancing at the man at random, Lin Yun withdrew his eyes.

He is not the core disciple of tianjianzong. He doesn't have to look at it with a straight eye. He is about the strength of Cao Zhen. Maybe worse, maybe stronger, but what's the matter.

Like Cao Zhen, he is confident that three moves can defeat the other side.

A person who still regards Cao Zhen as his opponent, and what interest can he have.

"Lin Yun, are you afraid?"

Mei Ziyan said, in his feeling that Mu Chen was quite strong, even did not do his best, the real strength is absolutely above Cao Zhen.

"Do I need to explain it to you, a jerk? Just think about it. Why did you lose so badly just now... "

Lin Yun sneered and didn't leave a face for him at all. He turned around and left.

"Want to go? I didn't promise

Seeing that Lin Yun was about to leave, Mu Chen would not give up. His body flashed, and the violent Zhenyuan broke out in his body. One punch broke through the air and went straight to Lin Yun.

Feeling the fierce fists, Lin Yun looked calm and his long sleeves were like clouds. He turned around to greet him with a fist.

Bang!

In the middle of the air, Mu Chen's body suddenly suddenly suddenly stopped. It was like being bombarded by the thunder version. He flew out in a panic and fell on the ground fiercely. In a flash, he was shocked.

"What a magnificent real yuan!"

The other four inner disciples of Tianjian sect were stunned by this scene.

"This..."

Seeing Lin Yun's simple fist, he blew the Mu dust out. The people of Tianfu Academy were stunned for a moment, and then bursts of cheers broke out.

Plum inflammation is scared to face big change, the heart fierce sink down, this guy how half a month not to see, become so strong.

At present, such strength is totally different from that when the five courts were fighting.

Lin Yun looked at the Mu dust coldly and said faintly, "I said that I have no interest in you. Don't insult yourself in front of me

"Crazy guy!"

"Younger martial brother Mu didn't make a sword!"

The four people of Tianjian sect suddenly looked a little ugly. They were masters. They should have been superior in Tianfu Academy. But I didn't expect to be humiliated in front of Lin Yun.

"Worthy of beating Cao Zhen, you can't leave today!"

Mu Chen got up slowly, wiped the blood stains on the corners of his mouth, and showed a strong sense of war in his eyes. As the voice fell, a terrible breath broke out on him. In the agitation of Zhenyuan, a kind of pressure belonging to the great success of yangxuan realm diffused.

"Younger martial brother, take the sword and teach this boy a good lesson!"

There was a figure among the four, a sword with a scabbard in it, which broke through the air.

Bang!

Mu Chen reached out and held it for a moment, then he inserted it on the ground, and the ground suddenly burst out a loud noise. The hard floor was immediately broken into by the scabbard, and huge cracks continued to spread out.

In the dust, the momentum of the Mu dust changed greatly. The corner of his mouth raised a sneer and said in a cold voice, "since you have said that, today I will see how you let me humiliate myself."

The atmosphere suddenly became frozen and tense. Everyone could feel the terrible chill on Mu Chen.

This young man is used to publicity and seldom suffers losses. Today, he lost half his hand in a peer. I'm afraid that he is rather subdued in his heart.

Lin Yun's heart slightly helpless, this war seems to be inevitable.

However, it doesn't hurt to see how strong the rising star of Tianjian sect is. Although Cao Zhen was strong, he came from BeiXue mountain villa after all, and there was still some gap between Cao Zhen and Tianjian sect, which established a clan by sword.

"Stop it!"

But in Lin Yun's heart, just as the battle spirit rose, a cold voice came over, and two figures fell from the sky.A man and a woman, the woman is quite familiar with Lin Yun Mu Xue, the man is quite unfamiliar. There were two sharp swords embroidered in the cloud pattern on his chest clothes.

Lin Yun's eyes were slightly stunned. He could guess what the pattern represented.

Nanhua ancient region, one of the nine overlords, the symbol of core disciple of Tianjian sect!

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