Chapter 1184

Boom!

The sound of the Fenyan Sword shattering, like a thunder, rang loudly in the ears of everyone.

Everyone was stunned by this scene. On the thousand-zhang giant sword, it was still flawless and unparalleled.

boom!

Dozens of fragments fell on the pool in the center of Qingyan Square, making a violent explosion, and a water column soaring into the sky.

The entire Qingyan Square was dead silent, and everyone was dumbfounded and speechless.

I couldn't believe it at all, what I saw in front of my eyes was so shocking, I couldn't describe the shock in words.

"The sword... is broken?"

On the Feitian stage, all the leading swordsmen were dumbfounded. The Fenyan Sword, which was comparable to the Thousand-pattern Holy Soldier, was actually broken in Lin Yun's hands.

"how can that be?"

Zhao Yan was stunned and dumbfounded.

This is a Fenyan Sword that is comparable to the Thousand-pattern Holy Soldier. It is rare to see it in a hundred years, and it was made by Feng Xuanzi himself.

Gong Haoran opened his mouth slightly, but was speechless. It was so weird, it was beyond his common sense.

Done!

Feng Xiaoyu and Feng Xiaoyu, as well as a group of children of the Feng family, looked pale, and their hands and feet were cold.

In the famous sword conference, the rare and famous sword built by grandfather was cut off out of thin air in front of everyone's eyes. This blow to the Qingyan Tibetan Sword Tower is almost a disaster, and the reputation in the past will suffer an unprecedented hit.

"My God! What's going on here?"

"The Fenyan Sword is broken?? How could this good-looking sword be broken? The holy prestige just now is obviously comparable to the thousand-pattern holy soldier. It is definitely a famous sword!"

"It wasn't that Lin Yun deliberately broke it, right?"

"It's really hard to say. Maybe Mr. Feng's sword forging skills have regressed a little. Maybe the sword is flawed."

"But there's no reason for this? Old Master Feng, but Master Tian Xuan!"

After waking up, the entire Qingyan Square was completely chaotic, and countless uproars sounded.

Ye Feifan was stunned for a moment, then grinned, he is really amazing as Brother Lin. Previously, the Feng family brothers and sisters were repeatedly beaten in the face by him, and they lost all face, which can be said to be an inhuman humiliation.

That Feng Xiaoyu sneered, mocked and humiliated several times, but he didn't expect that in one sentence.

The famous sword conference, which was full of evil spirits, was really swept away by Lin Yun, and even Gongsun Yan, who was known as a pair of sword eyes and saw through all the sword moves of his peers, was defeated.

Feng Xiaoyu's face can be said to be completely lost, and within a day, it will become a huge joke in Qingyang County.

But Feng Laoye has the means after all, knowing that once the Fenyan Sword is out, everyone's eyes will be attracted to it. After all, all those who come here are swordsmen, and who doesn't want a good sword, this sword and Lin Yun can be considered to complement each other.

In the future, they will achieve each other eventually, and the reputation of Qingyan Tibetan Sword Tower will inevitably rise.

In the end, it's barely a win-win situation.

But now the Fenyan Sword was in Lin Yun's hands, and it was broken in front of everyone.

Even if it was Feng Xuanzi, his face was bound to be unbearable.

"Now the fun is bigger..."

Ye Feifei grinned with a faceless face.

Luo Hua in the spectator seat pondered silently, while Elder Bai's nervous palms were all sweaty.

In the center of the pool, on the hilt of the thousand-zhang giant sword.

Lin Yun also stayed for a long time before he realized it. Looking at the bare hilt in his hand, the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

His heart was bleeding and his flesh was aching.

This is a holy weapon comparable to the Thousand-pattern Holy Sword. Even if you don't need it, you don't know how many resources you can exchange.

As long as he is willing to take action, countless people will flock to him.

No matter how bad it is, it is a perfect choice to give it to a friend. When holding the hilt of the sword with his own hands, Lin Yun can really feel how strong this sword is.

Two murderous eyes looked at him, Lin Yun looked up, and the two swords looked at him with anger.

"Back to you."

Lin Yun sneered in his heart, and quickly put the hilt of the sword in the opponent's sword box.

"The sword is broken, what do you mean by giving back the hilt!" The two sword attendants were furious and vomited blood.

Pfft!

At this moment, Feng Xuanzi, who was on the VIP stage, turned pale, spit out blood, and fell down from the seat.

"My sword...my sword..."

Feng Xuanzi's voice was trembling, his eyes were dull, and he suddenly aged many years.

"Big brother!"

"The owner!"

Everyone in the Feng family was shocked, and quickly stepped forward to help Feng Xuanzi up.

There are many big family members next to him, and they have a lot of heart. This Lin Yun is really amazing. A Tian Xuan master was so angry that he vomited blood.

That is comparable to the existence of half a saint, even a real saint, who dare not offend the boss.

Feng Xuanzi was on the VIP stage, looking at Lin Yun from a distance, his face was constantly changing. After a long time, he came to his senses, and said with a trembling smile: "Jian Jingtian, you really found a good apprentice, good, good, good, very good!"

He angrily pointed at Lin Yun, trembling all over, and was about to collapse.

Who is Jian Jingtian?

Lin Yun was puzzled, just as he was about to say something to explain, he thought it was the old man who he wouldn't say.

This is really a misunderstanding. He doesn't have a good relationship with the old man now, and the fracture of the Fen Yan Sword is completely a coincidence.

He knew the physique of his broken sword body, and he didn't want to expose it.

But the other party spoke in person, and Lin Yun refused to speak even if he wanted him to try the sword in public.

"see a visitor out!"

Feng Xuanzi's face was gloomy, he pointed at Lin Yun with a black face, and roared hoarsely.

boom!

The sound was thunderous, and everyone present was startled by Feng Xuanzi's voice, the cold hair was about to explode, and the eardrums buzzed.

Feng Xuanzi is a fairly cultivated person, and when he reaches his position, he rarely gets angry. Even before, Feng Xiaoyu and Feng Xingyang had been slapped in the face by Lin Yun, his expression was calm and did not fluctuate in the slightest.

But now that he was so angry, everyone was shocked. They had never seen Feng Xuanzi lose his temper like this.

After thinking about it, he felt excusable, it was difficult for anyone like him to control their emotions.

Lin Yun was stunned, this attitude was really unfriendly.

He was also half a victim, the sword was already his, and the other party forced him to test the sword in public.

Forget it, Lin Yun sighed in his heart and said nothing more.

"Aren't you going to get out? Hidden Sword Tower doesn't welcome you, you are here to make trouble!" The elder Feng Family saw Lin Yun, still standing on the hilt of the sword, and shouted angrily.

"It was just a misunderstanding."

Lin Yun looked at each other and said calmly.

"Hey, don't be ashamed of your face, if you don't leave, don't blame our Feng family for being rude to you!" The elder Feng family, seeing that Lin Yun was upset for a long time, didn't even want to give the Fen Yan Sword to Lin before. cloud.

Right now, Fen Yanjian was cut off in public in the opponent's hands, clearly using a means to deliberately make the Feng family lose face in front of everyone.

Lin Yun's eyes flashed with anger, thinking that the other party was angry, and finally endured.

He wanted to leave, but he couldn't stop halfway through promising other people's affairs. Lin Yun was very sorry for the broken sword, but after all, it was not his subjective will that Fen Yan sword broke.

"Senior stay!"

Lin Yun ignored the first elder of the Feng family, and his eyes fell on Feng Xuanzi. At this moment, he had already turned around and walked away quickly surrounded by many people.

Hearing Lin Yun's voice, his footsteps paused.

After a while, Feng Xuanzi turned around, looked at Lin Yun and said sarcastically, "What else do you want? Is it possible that the old man will make you another holy sword? Then break it in public and let the old man lose his face again. Well!"

"That's not necessary."

Lin Yun replied simply.

"Then why don't you go? Stay and wait for death? For the sake of you being a junior, the old man doesn't want to do anything to you, but after I leave, other people do to you, and the old man doesn't care. From now on, this Qingyang It's better not to appear in the county seat, so you can do it yourself!"

Feng Xuanzi's face was cold, and he didn't see the politeness and senior's demeanor just now.

Lin Yun looked around at random, and indeed, as he said, many Feng patriarchs looked at him with extremely unfriendly eyes.

At this point, Lin Yun didn't want to see it either, but the Feng family was very interesting.

No wonder that Feng Xiaoyu is so arrogant and willful, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, this Feng Xuanzi is not a reasonable person at all.

Fen Yan's sword is broken, what does it have to do with the juniors and elders, no matter how bad the sword is, it is Lin Yun's own. He can play whatever he wants, even if he really breaks the Fen Yan Sword on purpose, what reason does the other party have to shoot at him?

"Senior, don't worry, I will definitely not come to this Qingyan County City, but the matter is not over, the junior can't leave, please listen to what I have to say more!"

Lin Yun was too lazy to be polite to the other party, and his expression was indifferent.

Seeing this attitude, Feng Xuanzi couldn't help but turn colder, and sneered: "It's not over yet? You say, what does it mean that it's not over yet, not only the old man will listen, but the aristocratic family in this ancient wilderness, and all the young people in Qingyan Square. The leader, and the Feng family, listen carefully, what else do you have to do? If you can't tell a big story, the old man doesn't mind taking the sword and chasing the younger generation!"

The chill in Qingyan Square suddenly increased sharply, and everyone felt an extremely cold aura, and they felt like they were sitting on pins and needles.

All eyes fell on Lin Yun, and there was no lack of cynicism.

This Lin Yun was really daring, senior Feng Xuanzi was so angry that he vomited blood, and he still had to make an inch.

The old senior who had to provoke was angry, this is good, Feng Xuanzi is really moving.

Lin Yunruo couldn't say why, I'm afraid the Feng family wouldn't let him go up and down, and he would have to peel off his skin if he didn't die.

On the Feitian Terrace, Gong Haoran sneered: "Master Feng is giving him face, but don't put your nose on your face. It's really easy to bully the Feng family! Courting death!"

Everyone in the Feng family held their breaths, and their eyes were quite bad.

They had long disliked Lin Yun. If it wasn't for the pressure from the old man Feng before, they would not have told him the rules of the Famous Sword Conference.

After all, he is just a celestial soul!

Hmph, being overly self-sufficient, Feng Xiaoyu sneered in his heart. Grandpa is already angry now, to see who can cover him, and when he becomes a prisoner, there are some ways to clean up.

The audience was silent, countless pairs of eyes fell on Lin Yun, and the atmosphere of the entire Qingyan Square became extremely strange.

Lin Yun took a deep breath and said calmly, "Junior Lin Yun, on the orders of Master Fu Yun, come to retrieve the Thousand Thunder Sword."

Whoa!

The voice fell, like a thunder on the ground, and it exploded with a buzzing sound in the hearts of everyone. All the leaders, their jaws almost dropped in shock, and looked at Lin Yun in disbelief.

"You bastard, you said you weren't here to make trouble!"

The first elder of the Feng family exploded immediately, and Lin Yun cursed angrily.

Feng Xuanzi pressed his hand, his face was covered with coldness, and he said word by word: "I didn't hear you clearly, please say it again!"

threaten me?

Mo Hanmang flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, these people really thought he had lost his temper, a broken sword, endless.

Above the floating clouds, the top of the giant sword.

Lin Yun raised his brows lightly, his eyes were full of sharpness, and his suppressed anger broke out completely. His words were like swords, sharp and arrogant, with a voice that trembled in the sky: "Junior Lin Yun, on the order of Fu Yun's headmaster, come to take Go back to the Thousand Thunder Sword!"