Chapter 392

She was wearing a blue shirt, long hair danced lightly, and was carrying a sword box.

If the person who came was not Lin Yun, who else could there be?

After he rushed from the imperial capital to Jiange, he went directly to the Gentleman League's headquarters.

It was a coincidence that I happened to see Wang Yan fighting with the Eight Great Vajras.

If he was in a very happy mood, he even had the interest to talk about himself...

Lin Yun suddenly appeared in the martial arts field, which shocked Wang Yan. But then he calmed down. Killing was prohibited in Lingxiao Sword Pavilion. No matter who violated the violation, it was an iron rule.

If it weren't for this iron rule, Lin Yun would have been slaughtered by him countless times in the Sword Pavilion.

But unexpectedly, the feng shui turns around and turns around so quickly.

The iron rule that he hated to death at the beginning has now become a Shangfang sword to protect himself.

What's more, this is the Gentleman Alliance!

Hundreds of Jiange disciples who were loyal to him gathered here. Will Lin Yun still want to make a comeback?

"Little Jiannu, why are you here for? Can you come here by your Jiannu? Get out!"

Wang Yan had a gloomy face, a cold look flashed in his eyes, and he stared at Lin Yun coldly.

The Eight Great Vajras looked cautious and waved their hands, and the disciples of the Gentleman League outside the martial arts arena quickly approaching.

Like, so similar...

Lin Yun looked at the other person's eyes, and this face continued to overlap in his mind with the eyes he saw in the Mountains of Nirvana.

When it is completely overlapped, the tight slits are exactly the same.

This is enough.

With a wave of his hand, Lin Yun held the Burial Flower Sword popped out of the box, walked forward coldly without expression.

"Dare to come to my gentleman alliance and seek death! Teach me a good lesson in this sword slave!"

Seeing Lin Yun approaching step by step, Wang Yan's eyes flashed with murderous intent and shouted coldly.

Suddenly, a sharp blade was drawn, and the sword was unevenly shining.

clang!

But as soon as these members of the Gentleman League pulled out half an inch, a harsh sound of sword sound resounded across all directions and echoed continuously.

The sound of the sword was loud, like a roar of a dragon, covering up the sound of hundreds of them drawing their swords.

It was like a river pouring into the vast ocean, without a trace in an instant.

Wow!

When the Burial Flower Sword was unsheathed, the dazzling sword light was like a meteor passing through the sky, dazzling light, and the only darkness in the martial arts arena.

Rush and rub!

The weapons in their hands were trembling constantly under Lin Yun's powerful half-step innate sword intent and could not be controlled at all.

A long sword came out of his hand and inserted it on the ground. It was like kneeling for a king, crawling and trembling...

The vast sword power is like the light of fireflies, competing with the bright moon.

Everyone in the Gentleman League looked pale and they immediately turned pale.

Hundreds of sharp swords stuck on the ground were like ruthless mockery, like cold-blooded slaps on their faces.

Except for the eight great Vajras and a very small number of people in the field, they could only hold the sword in their hands with all their strength, and all the other swords flew out.

A sword is the life of a swordsman.

The sword is in the same place, the sword is broken and the person is dead. A swordsman cannot even hold the sword, which is the greatest humiliation.

With such strength, Wang Yan actually fantasized about teaching Lin Yun a lesson.

It's simply a fool, I don't know what it means.

Can many ants kill elephants?

wrong!

No matter how many ants there are, they are still ants. They cannot bite the elephant to death. On the contrary, the elephant can blow countless ants to death by just sneezing.

If you want to bite the elephant to death, you can at least be a vicious wolf.

Unfortunately, these people are no different from ants in front of Lin Yun.

His current strength is no longer the same as before and cannot be compared with the past.

Practice the ancient golden prosperity inheritance technique, master the peak-perfect spiritual-level top-grade sword technique, the unparalleled half-step innate sword intent, and the terrifying cultivation level of the ninth level of Xuanwu...

Not to mention, there are Dragon Elephant Battle Body Art and Dragon Tiger Fist, and the secret technique of the Snake of the Blink of an Eye.

His trump card, his methods, and his terror have long exceeded Wang Yan's imagination.

The members of the Gentleman Alliance in front of him, only Wang Yan's cultivation level was barely at the ninth level of Xuanwu, while the rest were at the highest level of Xuanwu.

No matter how many wastes are, what's the use?

Buzz!

The sword body filled with light shook and continued to tremble. Lin Yun held the sword in one hand, step by step, walked forward.

The invisible sword force fell on the people of the Gentleman League, causing many people to be under pressure, in pain, and their legs trembled, making it extremely difficult to stand firm.

The Eight Vajras guarding Wang Yan were shocked and their eyes were extremely frightened.

Their impression of Lin Yun was still that the other party had only the fifth level of Xuanwu cultivation, and could only compete with them by the Red Flame Battle Flag.

But I didn't expect that I would see each other again after a few months.

It is already a mountain that is endless, except for the unfathomable depth, it is completely unpredictable.

"Lin Yun, what do you want to do? Do you want to kill someone in Jiange?"

The shock in Wang Yan's heart was even more indescribable. He really couldn't imagine the sword force that made the gentleman alliance almost defeat before the fight.

When I thought of a possibility in my mind, I was immediately panicked...

Could this guy really be here to kill me?

"Don't let him come!"

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Yan could no longer remain calm, so he left a sentence and ran away.

He didn't want to die. He had just accomplished a big thing for the eldest prince. He would definitely be in charge of the Wang clan in the future and enjoy endless wealth and glory.

How can you die at the hands of a sword slave? It is absolutely impossible!

"Get out of the way, or... die."

Lin Yun was not panicked at Wang Yan's escape at all, and looked at the group of people in front of him calmly.

Wow!

Except for the Eight Great Vajras, the other members of the Gentlemen League who had already been scared away scattered. They were all disciples of Jiange, but they only followed him because of Wang Yan's wealth and generous moves, but they were still far from working hard for him.

The only ones who are truly loyal to him are the Eight Great King Kongs, who are similar to the retainers of the Wang family. They are not loyal to Jiange, but only Wang Yan.

"If you have sex, just kill us!"

The Eight Great Vajras of the Gentleman League held the sword in their hands with all their might and stared at Lin Yun with no intention of retreating.

“As you wish.”

The sword came out, the wind blew and the wind fell, and a blood light burst out between the eight people's necks. Their eyes were angrily open, and they couldn't even figure out how Lin Yun made the sword.

thump!

Eight people fell to the ground at the same time, and the moment they fell, their vitality fell and they died on the spot.

Such a terrifying scene happened to be seen by Wang Yan, who was turning back. His feet immediately softened and he staggered to the ground.

Then he used his hands and feet together, got up in a hurry, and rushed towards the Gone Star Alliance of Jiange.

In the Lone Star Alliance, the eldest prince is congratulating Bai Lixuan, both of them are there.

As long as you can escape, you can avoid death.

But as soon as he got up, he saw Lin Yun sitting in front of him holding a sword on a stone sculpture looking at him coldly.

The speed of body movements is so magical.

"you……"

The strange scene made Wang Yan a little confused and thought it was his own illusion. He looked back and found that there was indeed no Lin Yun on the martial arts field, so he quickly turned around.

But on the stone carving, Lin Yun, who was just here, disappeared again.

What's going on...

Puchi!
To be continued...