Chapter 363

The sudden appearance of Lin Yun made the eyes of the two disciples of the Demon Flame Sect flash with surprise, but it seemed that he only had the cultivation base of the eighth stage of Xuanwu.

With the look in his eyes, he immediately became arrogant, and snorted coldly: "The people of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion dare to deal with our Demon Flame Sect."

"Be smart and get out, or you will break every inch of your bones, and then use the fire of the flames to burn every piece of your skin, so that you can taste all the torture methods of my Devil Flame Sect."

The two of them looked disdainful, stared at Lin Yun, and smiled coldly.

The gray-clothed youth who was at the ninth level of Xuanwu in the rear, flashed displeasure in his eyes, and said indifferently: "A disciple of the High Heaven Sword Pavilion, if you kill it, you will kill it. If you do so much nonsense, do it directly."

"Very well, I don't like nonsense either."

Lin Yun's eyes were sharp and wanton, and the half-step innate sword intent suddenly erupted in an instant.

The scattered fallen leaves on the ground rose up into the air for no reason, like sharp blades, whistling non-stop. Under the strong wind and wild wind, Lin Yunyang waved his hand and drew his sword out of the sheath. A sword light that cannot be described in words suddenly bloomed in the fallen leaves.

Like the bright moon in the sky falling on Lin Yun, it seems that he was originally a bright moon, but now the dust is gone, the light is thousands of miles, the mountains and rivers are picturesque, and there is an unbroken passion and blood in the painting.

Water Moon Swordsmanship, Bright Moon Light!

Under this sword glow that was comparable to the brilliance of the bright moon, the two disciples of the Demon Flame Sect turned pale with fright on the spot. There was no time to react, and under the light of a sword and bright moon, it turned into a bloody fog on the spot, and there was no time to even let out a scream.

The young man in gray, who was a little far behind, flashed a look of extreme astonishment in his eyes.

But this sword light roared away, upright and upright, with a mighty light that shines with the moon. In an instant, he was shocked and flew out, and the condensed body-protecting true essence was crushed into powder by Jianmang, and blood stains overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"hateful……"

After the gray-clothed youth got up, he was furious and charged towards Lin Yun quickly.

Whoa!

Only he barely took three steps, and seven or eight sword lights burst out from the inside to the outside, his eyes widened, and he fell unwillingly in the splash of blood.

The fact that Ling Yan, who is from the same school, can block his bright moon and not die, does not mean that other people can do it too.

What's more, the current Lin Yun is no longer the same Lin Yun who fought against Ling Yan that day. The strength is more than doubled.

He put his sword back into its sheath and hid in the dark to seal the wild. Seeing such a scene, his heart was extremely shocked.

He can kill the three people of the Demon Flame Sect, but he can do this to Lin Yun. He raised his hand with a sword and crushed it mercilessly. He asked himself that he couldn't do it.

In a single thought, he immediately gave up his plan to fight against Lin Yun. It's better not to mess with this person.

Thinking like this, Feng Ye put on a smile on his face, got up and jumped to Lin Yun's side, and said, "Boy, what are you going to do with this woman?"

Lin Yun turned around to look, and saw Liu Yue, who was naked, looking at herself in a panic.

The look in his eyes was mixed with surprise, panic, and a hint of disbelief.

call!

On the storage bag, with a light tap, Lin Yun threw out a coat to cover him.

"Let's go."

Turning around and pulling Feng Ye, he left.

"Boy, what are you pulling me for, the uncle hasn't seen enough..."

Feng Ye had a pair of eyes, the thief spun around Liu Yue, and he was very dissatisfied when he was pulled away by Lin Yun.

Liu Yue got up and grabbed the coat that Lin Yun threw, with a complicated expression, before shouting after a while, "Lin Yun!"

"What's the matter?"

Lin Yun paused slightly, but did not turn around.

"Thank you."

These three simple words were extremely complicated to Liu Yue, and it was even difficult to say them.

"For the matter of the sword, what is there to say thank you."

Lin Yun waved his hand and continued to walk forward.

Although Liu Yue had some grudges with him, she was a woman after all. In such a case, a man should stand up immediately and should not hesitate.

Men walk in the world, the word magnanimous, the most important. The night boy, if you kill it, you will kill it.

Behind Liu Yue, hearing this, her face was slightly startled, a matter of sword.

Or, many of the humiliations and grudges that he thinks are huge are just a matter of swords in his eyes.

I feel sorry for myself, but I am entangled and unforgettable.

But she didn't expect that when she was most desperate and helpless, she would come to the rescue that she never thought of.

Another few days passed, and the distance from the black lotus beam was getting closer. The number of sect disciples encountered on the road gradually increased, and everyone was vigilant with each other, and they did not plan to do anything.

He seemed very cautious. Obviously, before the opening of the Black Lotus Palace, he was reluctant to have conflicts and waste his energy.

If the treasure hall is opened, but dragging the injured body into it, it is undoubtedly extremely stupid.

After getting closer, I found that the black beam of light was shrouded in a vast cold lake. The surface of the lake is not turbulent, the water waves are not disturbed, and the calmness is a little scary.

Under the shroud of light, only the outline of a treasure hall can be seen, and any details can be seen.

rub rub!

Seeing that it would be close to the Black Lotus Lake in two days, a group of people rushed towards Lin Yun and Feng Ye.

After getting closer, I found that none of them were disciples of the Beast Sect. Like Feng Ye, they were rough in appearance and burly and sturdy.

Feng Ye grinned and said, "My disciples of the Hundred Beast Sect are really strong. In this secret realm of the magic lotus, none of them died."

In the secret realm of the magic lotus, the mortality rate is extremely high. I don't know how many sect disciples have been wiped out, and not one of them has died.

It is indeed not easy to maintain the integrity of all members of the Beast Gate.

"Senior brother, who is this kid?"

Several disciples of the Beast Sect greeted Feng Ye excitedly, and their eyes fell on Lin Yun with doubts.

A light flashed in Feng Ye's eyes, and he said with a smile, "This is the senior brother, the newly-received younger brother."

"Tsk tsk, senior brother, your vision is not good, the strength of the younger brother doesn't seem to be very good?"

"It's really not that bad, he is only at the early stage of the eighth stage of Xuanwu, what is the boy's name, tell us about it."

Several people were carefree and looked at Lin Yun recklessly.

Feng Ye saw Lin Yun's face with a half-smile but not a smile, and hurriedly stopped, looked at Lin Yun and said, "You kid, hurry up, Black Lotus Palace, it's best not to run into me."

He was ransacked by Lin Yun once, and he was a little unhappy after all.

At the moment, the same sect gathers together, but when I think of the scene where Lin Yun kills the three Demon Flame Sect disciples with one sword, I still feel a little beaten in my heart, so I don't dare to act rashly.

Lin Yun glanced at Feng Ye deeply, smiled lightly, and turned to leave.

This Feng Ye is still quite interesting, and he didn't shoot at him, otherwise he would have no choice but to kill.

Right now, the Black Lotus Palace is surrounded by leading figures. The Senior Brothers of High Heaven Sword Pavilion, I am afraid that they are also nearby, just took this opportunity to join them.

By the vast Black Lotus Lake, the disciples of the major sects are all recharging their batteries, waiting for the black light to dissipate and the treasure hall to appear.

Even if there was a grudge between them, they all endured and did not take action for the time being.

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

Three disciples dressed in Hunyuanmen costumes besieged one person, and the sword shadows were swirling in the fist.

The person surrounded by swordsmanship is extremely good, and his swordsmanship is unparalleled. One-handed Sun-scorching Sword Technique, with amazing prestige, the sword light blooming all over his body is like a scorching scorching sun, and the sword light is condensed and dazzling.

Even in the magic lotus secret realm where experts are like clouds, such strength is enough to run amok and kill the Quartet.

It's a pity... the three people who beat him up were equally amazing.

They are all core disciples of the Primordial Sect, and they are all at the ninth level of Xuanwu, just like him. The whole body was churning with blood, like an ancient beast, and in the middle of the fist burst, it was like an ancient battle cauldron colliding violently.

In a three-on-one match, the advantage is obvious.

"Hey, it's a disciple of Hunyuanmen and High Heaven Sword Pavilion..."

"These two sects are really deadly enemies. The Black Lotus Palace is about to open. After meeting, they still have to fight."

"That swordsman seems to be Chen Xuanjun of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion. I am afraid that this sword technique has already been accomplished."

"However, there is still no escape. The Primordial Sect is three-on-one. Under the group fight, there is no way to survive."

The disciples of many sects are happy to see the two core masters fighting against each other. The best thing is to lose both and die together, so that the opening of the treasure hall will virtually eliminate several competitors.

"Zhang Yan, Zhao Quan, Xiao Ming, are you people from the Primordial Clan so despicable? You like to fight more and less, and you have the ability to fight with me one-on-one!"

Chen Xuanjun's face was gloomy and he shouted coldly.

"Hey, Chen Xuanjun, don't be long-winded. What morality do you need to talk about when dealing with your High Heaven Sword Pavilion people?"

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

"Don't blame me for being ruthless and ruthless, blame you for the poor swordsmanship of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, blame yourself for not being good at learning!"

The three core disciples of Hunyuan Sect showed disdain on their faces and ignored Chen Xuanjun's provocation at all, and they were not fooled by him.

What can be solved by siege, why not one-on-one, if you die under the opponent's sword, wouldn't it be a big loss.

This transaction, the three of them are still quite clear.

"Scorching Sun Sword, the light of the great sun!"

In the face of these three core disciples of Hunyuanmen, whose strength is only slightly inferior to his own, Chen Xuanjun will use his true essence to the extreme. The boundless sword force condensed around the body, and shot out a bright sword light like the great sun.

Zhang Yan's eyes flashed with surprise, obviously they did not expect that Chen Xuanjun's strength was so strong.

But they didn't panic, they each sneered and stood side by side.

When the sword light was about to fall, the power of the ancient dragon elephant permeated the whole body, and at the same time, it burst into a roar.

Yanyun Fist, burning rage!

The three of them were filled with the power of dragon elephants, and they burned without warning, condensing into a vast sea of ​​clouds. The smoky cloud shrouded, and the fierce fist power was like an angry and violent flame, burning and boiling.

When the three of them rose into the air, they developed the momentum of galloping dragons and horses, heading straight for the dazzling sword glow.

Bang bang bang!

The violent fist light, bombarded under this sword light, the shocking air exploded again and again, the dazzling sword momentum, a little crack appeared, and gradually cracked.

Click!

After a while, the sword beam shattered, Chen Xuanjun spat out blood and was injured by shock.

With one's own strength, in the competition of true essence, the gap is still too large.

Rao is because his swordsmanship is amazing, and there is nothing to make up for, and he is weak.

Zhang Yan's faces were indifferent, and their eyes were filled with cold light: "Chen Xuanjun, you are out of luck today. I haven't met Lin Yun, so I can only use you first, don't worry, after you die, your junior brothers and sisters will go down to give you with you."

"Don't think about it!"

Chen Xuanjun got up in a rage, but just got up, he was punched again, and his ribs were broken.

"go to hell!"

The corners of his mouth evoked a hideous smile, Zhang Yan jumped into the air, and wanted to punch again.

Whoosh!

Just between the electric light and flint, a long sword pierced through the air and fell into shock.

Bang!

Zhang Yan's fist slammed on the sword, and under the agitation of the boundless sword intent, he was shocked.

Clang!

The end of the long sword reached the ground by half an inch, the body of the sword kept trembling, and the sharp and deafening sound of the sword sounded continuously and reverberated in all directions.

"What a strong sword intent!"

Not only the three people from the Hunyuan Sect, but also the disciples of other sects nearby, the sword sound was loud and loud, and their eyes were full of shock.

who is it?

Several people looked up quickly, and saw a young man in green shirt and robe, carrying a sword box, walking slowly under the dim sky. The young man raised his eyebrows, and on the wasteland with endless yellow sand, there seemed to be a round of rising sun, rising like fire.