Chapter 166

The terrifying strength of the obsession of the Ziyuan Sword Saint was fully revealed after Lin Yun cultivated the Ziyuan Sword Art to the fourth level.

Only one sword, just one sword.

The two major sects, the congenital strong and the half-step Xuanguan elder who came to kill Lin Yun, were killed.

The two hundred dead soldiers were the most tragic, and their bones were smashed to ashes on the spot.

As for Meizihua and Xuetu, as well as the elders who were half a step away from the entrance, they were not much better, not even a whole corpse was left behind.

From now on, in this Qingyang City, there will no longer be a separate rudder between Jin Yanzong and Blood Cloud Sect.

As the county seat, the sub-rudders established by the three major sects here are mostly close to one-third of the strength of the main sect.

Such a huge loss, I am afraid that it will not be recovered for many years.

If Mingguang Pavilion is more cruel, seize this opportunity, it may not be able to dominate Qingyang County.

"Is...all dead?"

Ming Ye stepped forward slowly, and he couldn't help trembling as he watched the scene in front of him where the blood flowed into a river and the broken limbs piled up into mountains.

In Qingyang County, the strong prey on the weak and the competition is cruel.

Even massacres happen from time to time, and Ming Ye is someone who is used to seeing big scenes.

But the scene in front of him still gave him a great shock.

Ziyuan Sword Saint's obsession and unparalleled strength really left a deep impression on people.

The shock in Lin Yun's heart was also not small.

The terrifying strength of the Wuguang Token still surpassed his estimation, and the incredible sword was an eye-opener.

But even so, he didn't regret it.

If he didn't use this black light token, there would still be three major sects fighting, even if he could save his life.

The disciples of Mingguang Pavilion will also die a lot.

People die like lights go out, Ming Ye is here to help him, and naturally he can't let these people who help him pay the price with their lives.

For him, it was unacceptable.

Lin Yun nodded and said softly, "Brother Ming, don't you clean up the battlefield?"

All the corpses at the scene were the corpses of the two major sects. I don't know how many storage bags and many mysterious soldiers were left.

Collected together, it must be a huge fortune.

"exactly."

Ming Ye woke up and turned around and said, "You guys, hurry up and clean up this place, Uncle Ming, please take someone to the sub-rudders of these two cases."

The elites, dead men, elders and principals are all dead, and the two divisions in Qingyang City must be empty.

It is obviously unreasonable not to accept such an opportunity.

"Brother Lin, your horse's trauma may seem terrifying, but it's actually not serious. What really made it impossible to stand up may be Bai Lixuan's three palms!"

Ming Ye swept his gaze and landed on the bloody dragon horse lying on the ground, sighing softly.

Mentioning Bai Lixuan, Lin Yun's expression turned gloomy.

With the blood dragon horse's powerful bloodline power, trauma can't really deal a fatal blow to it, making it so sluggish.

Lin Yun guessed it to some extent, the current state of the blood dragon horse must have nothing to do with Bai Lixuan!

What kind of identity is Bai Lixuan, the leader of the evildoers in the Great Qin Empire, it can be said that he is famous all over the world.

With the strength of Qiqiao, there is a great chance of winning against the existence of ordinary Xuanwu realm.

With such a cultivation base and identity, Lin Yun's heart was extremely uneasy.

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

"I'm afraid the internal injury is very serious. If you don't mind, you can carry it to the Mingguang Pavilion. Fenrudder has a full-time animal trainer. After a period of recuperation, it should be able to recover."

Ming Ye paused, looked at Lin Yun, and suggested.

"Then there is Brother Lao Ming."

Lin Yun knew nothing about healing monsters, so it would be better to leave it to a professional animal trainer.

After Lin Yun stepped forward to appease it, a few people from Mingguang Pavilion came over and carried away a chariot on the Blood Dragon Horse Stage.

"Looking at this internal injury, I'm afraid it won't be able to recover in a short time. Brother Lin wants to stay in the Guangge Pavilion for a few days. As for the safety issue, I will ask my father to ask him to send the Xuanwujing elders over."

As for Lin Yun, Ming Ye is trying his best to make friends now, and he will help if he can.

The potential he showed is likely to grow into a monster, and it should not be a big problem to persuade the family to shoot the powerful Xuanwu realm.

Lin Yun thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

Try to think about the blood dragon horse, give it more time to recover, and leave no trouble.

"Walk."

The two went to the sub-rudder location in Qingyang City together with the senior officials of Mingguang Pavilion.

After half a column of incense, wait until the Mingguang Pavilion innate warriors have all retreated.

In the North Point Square, figures appeared from all directions and landed on the auction floor.

Looking at the bloody corpse, all of them were shocked, and there was a faint look of horror in their eyes.

"It's terrifying...Lin Yun actually has such means, no wonder he dares to confront the two sects alone."

"I think if it wasn't for the blood dragon and horse, even if he didn't use that treasure, Lin Yun would be able to come and go freely."

"Now that the two major sects have been divided into rudders, the division of forces in Qingyang County will be reshuffled."

"Mingguang Pavilion has picked up a big bargain, and it is very likely that it will dominate Qingyang County in the future!"

"So, even if you are an overlord-level sect, you can't do things too much..."

A group of people talked a lot and looked around at the same time, hoping that the disciples of Mingguang Pavilion had missed something.

If you can pick up a storage bag of a half-step porch powerhouse, it will be considered a windfall.

Among the many congenital warriors, who is the most depressed.

The owner of the North Point Plaza must be counted, and the North Point with a half-step porch cultivation base is the most embarrassed.

The hard-earned foundation and the black market that was finally established are completely destroyed today.

This is not to mention, the broken arm is the biggest blow to him.

If he could be given another chance, he would definitely not choose to help Heifeng Sansha auction off any blood dragons and horses.

"Sir, do you want to drive these people away..."

Several subordinates came over and looked slightly unhappy at the crowd rummaging around in the auction hall.

It doesn't matter if the Mingguang Pavilion searches once, these idle people are actually doing the same.

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

A hint of helplessness flashed in Beijiao's eyes, he had made up his mind to leave overnight.

With his arm broken, unless he is promoted to the Xuanwu realm, he will never be able to continue to stand in Qingyang City.

three days later.

The North Point Plaza was already empty, and collapsed buildings were everywhere. The smell of blood emanated from the auction floor, filling the air everywhere.

Previously, the lively scene with the brightest voices was gone forever.

It has completely become a dead place, and when you look around, you can't see any life.

It is hard to imagine that just three days ago, the most popular black market in Qingyang City had turned into such a tragic situation.

Whoosh!

The three figures fell from the sky, and when they stood firm, they all frowned slightly.

The pungent bloody smell made several people feel uncomfortable.

The three of them were all dressed in Blood Cloud Sect costumes, and the middle-aged man at the head exuded an unfathomable aura.

If Ming Ye was here, he should be able to recognize this person.

It is Yan Teng, the powerful elder of the Xuanwu realm in the Blood Cloud Sect!

His son Yan Tianrui died at the hands of Lin Yun, and it was also the bloody pursuit order issued by him.

"All dead... Really all dead, not a single survivor."

"It's miserable."

The two subordinates beside Yan Tianrui pinched their noses to identify their identities in the rotting corpse.

"Elder Yan, this should be the corpse of Senior Brother Xuetu..." On a piece of mutilated flesh, one person stopped and said.

Yan Tianrui only glanced at it, but was too lazy to move.

Feeling the sword intent that was not scattered in the air, he was secretly shocked. Is the inheritance of the Ziyuan Sword Saint really taken by that kid?

"Are you sure that kid is still in Mingguang Pavilion?"

Yan Teng didn't mention Lin Yun's name, the revenge of killing his son was never shared, and he was afraid that he could not hold back.

"Yes, but the Xuanwu realm powerhouses of Mingguang Pavilion have also arrived, and it is not easy to break through the sub-rudder of Mingguang Pavilion."

"It doesn't matter...he will come out sooner or later. I have patience."

Yan Teng's eyes flashed with insidious eyes like poisonous snakes, and that look made people shudder.

Boom!

At this moment, a corpse suddenly fell for no reason and appeared in front of the three of them.

"Who?"

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

"It's the Xuanwu realm elder of Jin Yanzong!"

When the three of them saw the face of the owner of the corpse, their faces changed greatly, especially Yan Teng, a haze flashed in their hearts.

The Xuanwu realm elder of Jin Yanzong, like him, should also inquire about the situation.

The opponent's strength is only higher than the others.

But such a person, unexpectedly, has become a corpse without knowing when.

"Who is it, come out for me, don't pretend to be a ghost!"

Yan Teng's face was gloomy, looking around, his momentum kept accumulating, and his whole heart came to his throat.

Ding.

Ding.

Ding.

No one answered him, only a flute sounded abruptly in the North Point Square. Heaven and earth, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere.

The sound of Xiao is seductive, sometimes lingering and sad, sometimes stirring people's hearts, sometimes seductive... The tune is changeable, like a magic sound filling the ears, making people feel unbearable.

Yan Teng's two subordinates covered their ears, their faces were hideous and painful, and they kept wailing.

Boom!

After half a cup of tea, the qi and blood in the two people's bodies were turbulent, and they were boiling, and they exploded out of thin air.

Yan Teng only felt that the spiritual energy in his body was disordered, chaotic, and his internal organs were churning constantly under the vibration of the Xiao sound. When Xiao Yin entered the soul, it was even more painful, and it felt like his head was about to explode.

Kong Yushen is powerful and powerless, but completely unable to exert himself.

"Don't blow it, and ask the seniors to show up and bypass the next life."

Yan Teng was extremely terrified in his heart, and instantly understood that he had provoked an extraordinary existence.

Try to keep your soul awake, begging for mercy.

But the sound of the xiao didn't stop, but it became more and more tormenting. Yan Teng rolled on the ground in pain, and let out a wailing scream.

By this time, he no longer wanted to live, but only asked the other party to give him a good time.

After such torture lasted for half an hour, Yan Teng on the ground opened his eyes wide, and the seven holes were bleeding, but there was no vitality.

A red-clothed girl slowly appeared and pinned Dongxiao to her waist.

Looking at the dead Yan Teng, his face was expressionless. That delicate face seemed to be trembling at this moment.

The dignified Xuanwu realm powerhouse died like this, it was unclear.

"Brother Yun, it's really not worrying."

His eyes narrowed slightly, like two crescent moons, and he pursed his lips and smiled. It was very different from what Lin Yun had seen. Like a white fox face, smiling like a demon!