Chapter 270

"The finishing touch!"

Zhang Lie fell to the ground in pain, his face paled, and his eyes were full of shock and fear.

The fifth form of Dragon Tiger Fist is the finishing touch. Even the disciples of Xuantian Sect, there are not many who can successfully cultivate.

Those who can achieve greatness are even more insignificant.

But Lin Yun, a disciple of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, the power of Dragon Tiger Fist in his hand is even stronger than that of Xuan Tianzong's disciple.

"Damn, I don't believe it, you must be destroyed today!"

Zhang Lie roared, his hands clenched into fists, and he slapped heavily on the ground.

boom!

In the loud noise, a thick circle of dust rose up in the vast square in front of the Hall of Merit. Under his punch, they all trembled slightly, and the body of the person standing on it swayed from side to side.

Its profound cultivation base, under this punch, made people shocked.

Taking advantage of the power of this punch, Zhang Lie roared, grabbed the long sword in his hand, and took off again.

The Yanyang Art, a high-grade Xuanjie cultivation technique that has already been completed, runs wildly in his body, and his whole body emits an incomparably hot aura.

In the eyes, even rising, thick fireworks.

With his long hair fluttering, his aura rose to its peak again.

Endless!

The anger that had vanished in Lin Yun's eyes gushed out again, like a star, indelible.

As long as he wasn't an idiot, with a punch and a sword just now, the opponent should know the gap with him.

But in front of everyone's eyes, Zhang Lie actually dared to mess around, one after another, not knowing how to advance or retreat.

Does he really take Lin Yun's temper?

The clay figurine also has a three-point fire!

Before waiting for the opponent to kill him, Lin Yun raised his right foot slowly with a cold face. The Ziyuan Sword Art and the power of time merged with each other and poured into the slowly raised right foot.

When this foot was lifted to half a foot, it fell down like lightning.

Bang!

In an instant, fissures appeared on the ground, covered with sword power. With this earth-shattering loud noise, it swept out and was unparalleled.

Ka Ka Ka!

In the vast square, dust suddenly flew up, and the outer disciples stood on it. No longer able to stabilize his body, his face was struggling, and he swayed from side to side.

Zhang Lie, who had just soared up with the power of a punch, was not ready to get up in the future.

He was shocked by Lin Yun's foot, and after landing, he spat out another mouthful of blood.

"Brother!"

The disciple of the alliance with Zhang Lie, his face changed drastically, and he wanted to go and help him up.

But as soon as he moved, he felt a icy gaze swept over him.

Looking up, Lin Yun glanced at them lightly, and then set his eyes on Zhang Lie, who was struggling to get up.

Damn, can't move.

Several people were frightened, their faces were pale, and they were under the gaze of Lin Yun. It's actually a little immobile, that uncomfortable feeling is even more terrifying than being enveloped by the suffocation of loose cultivators.

"Lin Yun, don't be complacent! If the first-class five-star mission fails, the consequences are simply not something you can bear. Even Xinyan can't cover you."

Zhang Lie looked at Lin Yun's indifferent expression, and the anger in his eyes did not disappear at all.

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

Lin Yun stood with his hands behind his back, neither happy nor sad, said lightly.

Zhang Lie was full of anger, and in front of these light words, he couldn't say anything.

"does it matter?"

Before he could answer, Lin Yun asked again, his expression still unchanged.

"Have it?"

Zhang Lie didn't know why, but Zhang Lie felt inexplicably fear in his heart.

Pfft!

When the voice fell, Lin Yun flicked his fingers, and three strands of sword light burst out.

Zhang Lie, who had just struggled to get up, screamed and was pinned back.

Condensed into a sword!

The purple sword glow, like the substance, nailed Zhang Lie to the ground. After four full breaths, it gradually dissipated, which was four times stronger than Zhang Lie's sword glow that disappeared in the blink of an eye.

In the dusty square, everyone exclaimed, and all looked at Lin Yun in horror.

"It's okay, it's okay with me."

Under the superposition of injuries, Zhang Lie, who was suffering from death, no longer dared to speak hard. After struggling to get up, he said in horror.

"Then what am I going to tell you?"

In the face of Zhang Lie, who was obviously submissive, Lin Yun looked indifferent, but he didn't mean to give up.

Zhang Lie was terrified, unable to express himself, his legs trembled a little. It was obvious that Lin Yun was really angry, with a sad face, not knowing how to answer.

Looking at Lin Yun who was approaching step by step, he said tremblingly, "You don't need to explain anything, Junior Brother Lin misunderstood..."

Lin Yun didn't change his face, and stepped forward again, but his voice was raised by a whole three tones: "Tell me well, what do you want me to explain to you?"

hiss!

The audience was deadly silent, no one dared to open their mouths to say a word, and Lin Yun's questions echoed in his ears.

Give me a good talk, what do you want me to explain to you!

Before, Zhang Lie was invincible and in the public eye. It was obvious that he wanted Lin Yun to kneel down and beg for mercy, and while his mission failed, he stepped on so hard that he would never be able to turn over.

To relieve the hatred in his heart!

But now it turns out that is clearly not the case.

In just three months, Lin Yun's strength has not been what it used to be. The top ten on the list, in front of him, are actually not enough to watch.

A domineering swept over him. Those who laughed at him before, couldn't help shivering.

Feeling anxious, afraid of Lin Yun, and getting into trouble with them.

Facing Lin Yun's three questions, Zhang Lie wanted to cry without tears, and looked at Lin Yun who was approaching. The pressure he faced was completely unimaginable horror for outsiders.

Every step fell, like a 10,000-pound boulder, smashed into its heart, extremely heavy.

"Speak! Speak! You want me, someone Lin, to kneel down and tell you what?"

Lin Yun took a step forward, his anger sank into his dantian, his tongue touched his palate, and he drank in a deep voice.

hum!

The bursting sound was like thunder on the ground, deafening, and everyone shivered violently.

Said, you want me, Lin, to kneel down and explain to you!

This question was originally said by Zhang Lie aggressively before, and he asked Lin Yun to kneel down to give him an explanation.

But now, under Lin Yun's three questions, Zhang Lie was incoherent, shivering, crying without tears, and on the verge of collapse.

In the dead silence, no one dared to speak a word for him.

thump!

In the silence, a scene that no one could have imagined suddenly occurred.

Zhang Lie fell to his knees, his knees fell heavily on the ground, making a crisp sound that stirred the hearts of everyone.

Top ten on the list!

Zhang Lie, who was in the top ten on the list, knelt down in front of Lin Yun under Lin Yun's three questions.

Such a scene, no matter who it is, can never imagine it.

Many people opened their mouths wide, their faces full of astonishment, but they couldn't make a sound.

In the top ten on the list, he has been bullying the outer door for two years. Outside the sword pavilion, they are heaven, they are king, they are lawless and fearless!

Their words are the rules, and no one dares to ignore them.

A-level tasks, they said they were not allowed to accept them, and no one dared to accept them.

If you offend them, you not only have to kneel down and beg for mercy, but also take the initiative to admit your mistakes and explain the problem.

But this kneeling, the sky is falling! It's the king's way gone! The rules are broken! It was a young man named Lin Yun. At the outer gate of this sword pavilion, he flew into the sky and his voice shook the sky!

"Junior Brother Lin, please forgive me for being arrogant and arrogant before going down. It's a lot of offense."

Zhang Lie fell to his knees, his heart was bitter, and he apologized in a deep voice.

"Can I take the road from the High Heaven Sword Pavilion to the Hall of Merit?"

Lin Yun's expression was calm, and he still couldn't see any waves. The deep, calmness in his eyes was outrageous.

"Can go!"

"A-level five-star mission, can I take it next?"

"Can take it!"

Zhang Lie was dripping blood, gritted his teeth, and answered heavily.

"Can I break this person's top ten rules?"

"Can break!"

Being able to walk, pick up, and break, in front of Lin Yun's strength, Zhang Lie had no temper at all. He just asked the other party to let him go and not torturing him.

Under that kind of terrifying pressure, the torment of questioning, I don't want to experience it again.

Lin Yun carried the sword box on his back, his handsome face looked straight ahead, and said solemnly, "Why are you kneeling?"

"Junior Brother Lin doesn't speak, and he doesn't dare to get up."

As soon as these words came out, I don't know how many people were heartbroken. The disciples who were in the same alliance with Zhang Lie had bitter faces and bleeding hearts.

"Then you can continue to kneel. How many people did you let kneel before, how many hours do you kneel in front of the Hall of Merit today."

Lin Yun didn't even look at Zhang Lie, and walked straight to the Hall of Merit without turning his head.

Under the scorching sun, Lin Yun's back on the square stretched longer and longer. How many people secretly looked at Zhang Lie kneeling on the ground and sighed.

More people looked at Lin Yun's back with complicated expressions. After being silent for a long time, they knew in their hearts that the High Heaven Sword Pavilion, another monster, was born!