Chapter 1538

A trace of anger gradually ignited in the eyes of the man in black, the holy sword in his hand, the cold mang huffing and the murderous aura burst forth.

What a big murderous!

A strange look flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, this guy looked like a sect disciple, and he wasn't very old, so why was he so angry?

If you don't agree, you're going to kill?

Evil repair?

Lin Yun thought about something, thoughtful.

"Sword Sect disciple?"

The man in black didn't speak, his companion smiled, looked at Lin Yun and said with a smile, very kind.

"Yes."

Lin Yun nodded and didn't hide it.

"It turned out to be a disciple of the Sword Sect. No wonder he mastered the sword intent of the gods at a young age. Under Moyun, what is the name of my friend Chen An, brother?" Moyun asked with a smile.

"Uh, Xiao Yun."

Lin Yun originally planned to use his real name, but he kept his mind on his lips and reported a pseudonym.

"Hehe, it turned out to be Brother Xiao. Mingren didn't speak secretly. You should want the tiger king bone, and I don't have to. You have something to change."

Mo Yun smiled.

Lin Yun embarrassedly smiled and said, "I really didn't come here to grab bones. Just tell me what you want!"

"I think you have a good head!"

Mo Yun is still laughing, but the smile is creepy. When he stretches out his hand, there are holy patterns falling like raindrops in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a triple spiritual formation, covering this space.

Lin Yun soon found that the communication between his Sword Intent and Heaven and Earth was cut off. Not only that, Long Yuan also became dignified and difficult to operate.

"Holy Profound Master? Are you from Xuangu?"

Lin Yun actually knew for a long time that this person was delaying time talking to him, but this method was really good.

In just a few words, more than 2,000 holy patterns have been silently evolved, except for Xuangu disciples who have such means.

"Go to hell and ask! Sword Sect disciples are stupid enough!"

A sneer flashed in Chen An's eyes, a sword cultivator who had just entered the dragon vein dared to grab his tiger king bone. Do you really think that none of the sword sect disciples dared to move?

Who gave you the courage!

The Shenxiao sword was intended to bloom on Chen An, and a majestic sword force came over instantly, completely suppressing Lin Yun's sword force.

Swish!

Ling Lie's knife light immediately filled Lin Yun's sight.

Lin Yun didn't move, he didn't even have the idea to draw his sword, he just let the opponent's sword slash over like this.

"Death?"

Chen An was in shock, Mo Yun's eyes flickered, and he didn't know what the hell Lin Yun was doing.

Just when the two of them were in shock, Lin Yun moved... No, it was the black cat on his shoulder that moved.

Whoosh!

The black cat turned into an afterimage, with an extra dagger in his hand, and with a flash, it rushed towards Chen An's face.

"Go away!"

Chen An was taken aback, and after taking a step back, he was furious.

The holy sword was retracted, and with even more terrifying force, it slashed towards the little thief cat.

The little thief cat pressed the dagger up, and it looked small, as if it would be blasted to pieces by the light of the knife in the next second.

But when the dagger and the blade touched, a sonorous sound rang out, and the little thief cat pushed hard.

Chen An was immediately shaken out, his right hand holding the knife was slightly numb, and he actually lost to this little thief cat in the competition of strength.

"how can that be?"

Mo Yun's face changed slightly, and some did not understand.

"I said, my cat has a bad temper!"

A cold light flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the soles of his feet slammed on the ground.

boom!

The triple spiritual formation was instantly smashed, and he rose into the sky, his body changed from side to side, and he killed Mo Yun.

So fast!

Mo Yun's heart sank suddenly, since he couldn't see clearly, he simply stopped watching.

He waved his long sleeves, and scrolls of pictures unfolded behind him, and the visions drawn by many holy patterns unfolded in an instant.

There is a sea of ​​fire, there is the sun, there is thunder, there is a fierce beast... and so on, there are a total of eighteen kinds of holy pictures, each of which is comparable to the ghost-level low-grade martial arts, and at the same time, this kind of momentum is extremely terrifying.

"I also said that it wasn't the Saint Profound Master from Xuangu!"

Lin Yun paused for a while, and then retreated like a giant, his right hand swayed like a snake during the retreat.

Between the swings, there are sword lights criss-crossing in the air like strokes.

"Hmph, that's not what you should ask!"

Mo Yun shouted angrily, and the eighteen holy pictures annihilated Lin Yun in an instant, and the scene looked extremely dangerous.

Not to mention a newcomer to the Dragon Vein, even if Mu Xueqin faced such a battle, he would have to suffer heavy losses immediately.

"mysterious!"

Lin Yun smiled slightly, and withdrew his hand, and when it was pushed out, a mysterious character overlapped with the light of his palm.

boom!

The mysterious light burst, like a mysterious door, and bounced back the eighteen clothes at the same time.

"My Nima..."

Seeing this scene, Mo Yun's face turned pale in an instant, and he cursed directly.

Can you still play like this?

cheating?

What the hell is this TM, how can I stop it!

He couldn't allow him to think too much at all, and the terrifying vision that almost swallowed Lin Yun up just now was returned to Mo Yun in his own way.

Bang bang bang!

In the continuous sound of explosions, the terrifying visions were superimposed layer upon layer, colorful, and the visions overlapped, and it was completely unclear what was happening inside.

"Moyun!"

Chen An was shocked when he saw this scene.

But just as he was about to make a move, the black afterimage killed him again, this time the thief cat lost the dagger.

He killed him directly with his claws.

Click!

Long Yuan, the body protector in front of him, was torn apart, several claw marks appeared, and blood kept flowing out.

The corners of Chen Antong's mouth twitched several times, and he stepped back again and again without any contempt in his eyes.

"Master Cat, it really belongs to you!"

The magic-patterned tiger, who was still mourning just now, jumped up and down, and his eyes were almost straight.

Buzz!

At this moment, a strange flute sounded in the distance, and two extremely powerful breaths roared.

"Don't hurry up and run!"

Lin Yun turned his head and glared at the magic tiger.

The magic-patterned tiger came to his senses, immediately transformed into a tiger shape, and flew through the forest on all fours. It has a strong body, powerful limbs, and runs extremely fast, not much slower than Lin Yun's movement.

Woo!

Just started, he groaned, feeling a mountain pressing down on him.

However, Lin Yun jumped directly on its back, and before he could speak, the little thief cat flew over and rode on its neck.

Good weight!

The small brain axe dared not to speak out, and ran through the forest with his head sullen, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Stop chasing!"

Mo Yun coughed several times and stopped Chen An who wanted to chase.

Swish!

Two figures fell, one holding a bone flute with a strange shape, and the other wearing purple clothes with a cold face and a ruthless face, with blood like a dragon.

"Who is that person?"

The man in purple pondered.

"I don't know, he calls himself Xiao Yun and is a disciple of the Sword Sect." Mo Yun said embarrassedly.

"Looks a little familiar."

The person holding the bone flute narrowed his eyes slightly, and vaguely felt that the back of this person was a little familiar.

"Sword Sect disciple!"

The purple clothed man's pupils shrank sharply, the murderous aura in his eyes became extremely gloomy, and he smiled: "Oh, he ran really fast. Don't worry about him, even if I arrive at the cold water pool, I need a drop of Xuanwu holy blood to survive the calamity. Nine out of ten."

"My tiger king bone..." Chen An said unwillingly.

"Go back and clean him up, dare to steal our things, whether he is a disciple of the Sword Sect or not!" The man in purple said lightly.

Soon, the four mysterious figures disappeared in place.

...

After the Mowen Tiger ran to his most secret lair, he was half exhausted and panted, "Lord Xiaolin, Master Cat, it should be safe!"

Lin Yun smiled and said, "I can't tell, your speed is really fast, not much slower than mine."

He didn't tell a lie, while the magic-patterned tiger was running, the surrounding pictures were like a glimpse of light, and it was almost disappearing.

If it can travel in thirty-six days, it can really consider harvesting a mount, which is much easier than urging it on its own.

"Lord Xiaolin, you are joking, how can I compare with you and Master Hei." The magic-patterned tiger kicked and was so tired that he didn't dare to call Lin Yun and the little thief cat down.

Lin Yun smiled, got up and jumped down.

After the little thief cat also came down, the magic pattern tiger immediately ran over to please, and said with a smile: "Lord Xiaolin, why are you free to come to me?"

"The Silent Mountains are your territory, let me ask, do you know where there is a hundred years of evil spirits." Lin Yun went straight in without any nonsense.

"century?"

The Mowen Hu was immediately unhappy and said, "Lord Xiaolin, don't you look down on me, the black tiger? With your status, how can a hundred years of evil spirit be worthy of you, at least you have to start in a thousand years, this matter is covered by my black tiger. On the body, I promise to inquire about you properly."

Black tiger?

Then I learned to name myself. Lin Yun was amused by this magic-patterned tiger, but he was still very skeptical: "How easy is the Millennium Evil Qi to find?"

"Lord Xiaolin is joking. It's hard for others to find it, but this place is my territory. I'll ask my friends and friends, and I'll definitely be able to find out." Mowen Hu kept making a ticket, and it was rare to be able to help Lin Yun. , this thigh must be grasped a little more.

puff!

Lin Yun couldn't help laughing, Hu Peng Gou Friends, can you use it like this?

But it doesn't seem to be a problem. The friends of the small brain axe are really friends and friends. There is nothing wrong with this use.

Lin Yun thought about it for a while, Fenglei's will is not bad, he is the Canglong Holy Body, and Fenglei's will is his instinct.

Canglong controls the wind and thunder, and does not need to cultivate Lin Yun to master these two wills, but the ice and fire really need a thousand years of evil spirits.

Of course, if you can find the thousand-year-old evil spirit of wind and thunder, it is also an excellent thing.

"Okay, that's it."

Lin Yundao.

"Okay, I'll do it for you now!" The magic-patterned tiger moved quickly and was full of energy.

"return."

Lin Yun stopped it and said, "What happened to those people?"

"I don't know, it should be an evil cultivator. They are all ruthless characters. Recently, many king monsters have been cleaned up by these people. I hid well enough, Lord Tiger, but I was caught." He said with fear: "If I hadn't met Lord Xiaolin, I'm afraid I would have died."

"Evil repair?"

"Yeah, many disciples of the super sect are not in the eyes of these people."

"Are there any disciples of my Sword Sect?"

"Have."

The magic tiger replied truthfully.

Lin Yun's face changed slightly, Mo Hanmang flashed in his eyes instantly, he probably guessed the identities of these people.

This courage is really big, this place is not too far from Jianzong, you can kill it in half a day, and dare to directly kill the disciples of Jianzong.

Apart from the rebellious sects mentioned by Senior Sister Mu, there will be no others.

Maybe he shouldn't have left just now, Lin Yun pondered in his heart, leaving like this... Sword Sect disciples will be unlucky when they encounter them later.

"Don't think about it, if you don't go, you may not go."

Xiao Bingfeng got out of the sword box and said casually.

"That's not necessarily. After refining the evil spirits, I will definitely meet them again."

Lin Yun was not convinced, he swept his eyes and saw the figure of the little thief cat, his expression softened and smiled a little: "You little guy, you are also in the dragon vein, the blood of the black tiger is not as good as you, why do you say a word? will not say."

"Hmph, how do you know it won't speak."

Xiao Bingfeng rolled his eyes and said.

"Will you say it?"

Lin Yun's eyes lit up, he had never heard of it before, and immediately said happily, "I should have thought of it a long time ago."

"What are you thinking of? Xiao Hei just doesn't want to talk to you." Xiao Bingfeng pouted.

"This guy has really learned to speak secretly, just say a few words and listen." Lin Yunchong said to the little thief cat.

The little thief cat said unfamiliarly: "Lord... Lord... People..."

The emperor patted it on the head and said fiercely: "Master, you are a scumbag."

"roll!"

Lin Yun tapped on her little head and said with a smile, "Just call me brother, just call me brother."

The little thief cat summoned his courage and said, "Brother scum."

puff!

Xiao Bingfeng, who was in pain, covered her stomach and laughed.

[Think about it, let the thief cat speak. 】