"The one who killed you..."

The sound is clear, like the spring water in the mountain stream, tinging tinkling dong, and a hint of rain and dew. It is obviously extremely crazy, but it sounds extremely soothing, like water and clouds, without any dust.

It was like a breeze blowing through the flowers and gently brushing.

Gao Yu escaped and died. He suddenly heard this and looked back with joy.

Among the flowers, the speaker was wearing a blue shirt, a sword box on his back, and a handsome face. He slowly arrived.

If it weren't for Lin Yun, who would it be?

He practiced boxing with the golden tiger in the depths of the Spirit Valley.

After he had made great progress in Dragon and Tiger Fist, he rushed over before it was dark.

But I didn't expect that I would see such a tragic situation.

Half of the Gao family escort team, which had more than 30 people, died, was miserable, and almost no corpse was completed. The broken limbs and blood were mixed in a dilapidated group of flowers, which was shocking.

All the people who are still alive, except Bai Qiushui, kneel down on the ground, looking humiliated and surviving.

However, the people whom I saved were quite brave enough to even Bu Chen and Xiao Ran buried their heads between their legs.

A local tyrant disciple dares to remember his duties while living and dying.

The Gao family escort team has only one task during this trip, which is to protect Bai Qiushui's safety.

But at present, the one-eyed scattered cultivator and the scattered cultivator are obviously going to do something wrong with Bai Qiushui.

Looking up, Gao Yu was the only one who dared to stand up.

To be honest, it's really ironic.

"Lin Yun!"

The Gao family's children kneeling on the ground all had a look of surprise in their eyes, and Lin Yun was actually back.

This shameless person who was timid and afraid of things and felt that he had died in the depths of the Spirit Valley.

Not only did he come back, he also rescued Gao Yu from the Blood Bone Sperm Cultivator.

"How is this possible!"

The eyes of many sect leaders were stunned, and they never thought that with Lin Yun's strength, they would dare to appear again.

"Are you looking for death? This guy!"

Xiao Ran, who was kneeling on the ground together, looked shocked.

"Hmph, I overestimate my ability. When I come, I have to kneel like us."

A glimmer flashed in Bu Chen's eyes, and he slandered with a cold face, saying, "He didn't think Lin Yun would be the opponent of these three people."

Not to mention this thief Blood Peak, his two subordinates could easily deal with Lin Yun.

It's also a search for death when you come!

The slack cultivator and the one-eyed cultivator looked at Lin Yun, and a disdainful smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The third level of Xuanwu cultivation... I don’t know which sect disciple is, but his tone is so crazy.

Bu Chen and Xiao Ran's tone were even more crazy before, but now they were different with their tails in their arms and kneeled down to beg for mercy.

"Brother, what should I do with this kid?"

The scattered cultivator laughed softly.

"Let's have fun, it's boring anyway."

Xue Feng didn't even look at Lin Yun in his eyes. His eyes were observing the flowers in the Ling Valley.

In his eyes, this untouched spiritual valley is simply a treasure house of heaven and earth.

If you can occupy this Spirit Valley, in time, you will definitely dominate the Blood Bone Forest and integrate all the casual cultivators.

By then, all the blood and bones cultivators will do their best to use it.

When I thought about this, I couldn't help but feel ecstatic.

As for Lin Yun who suddenly appeared, a waste who was worse than Bu Chen and Xiao Ran, he didn't take it seriously at all.

"Young Master Lin, these three are all blood-bone cultivators. If you have the ability, just leave by yourself."

Bai Qiushui looked at Lin Yun, but there was not much joy in his eyes, and he was even more worried.

"Let's go? Even if you want to leave, you have to take you with you. What's more..."

Lin Yun comforted her softly and called the Blood Dragon Horse over.

Protecting Bai Qiushui is his duty, his task and responsibility. If he really wants to leave, he must take her with him.

"The third brother, are the young people nowadays so arrogant? Tsk tsk, it seems that they don't take you and me seriously?"

The one-eyed scattered cultivator stared at Lin Yun and laughed out loud, his words full of playfulness.

"I want to leave? No one can leave, so I'll kneel down!"

The face of the scattered cultivator suddenly became cold, and the corpse and blood accumulated in the sea of ​​corpses, condensed for several years of terrifying evil aura, sweeping towards Lin Yun.

As soon as this evil spirit came out, the disciples of the Gao family who were kneeling on the ground immediately became frightened and trembled.

They were already scared, and as soon as the evil spirit appeared, they could not suppress their fear.

call out!

Lin Yun's eyes condensed slightly, his eyes swept, and he looked directly at the evil aura that swept across.

The eyebrows were like a real king demon demon, with a sharp edge, and stabbed hard, like a sharp sword unsheathed, with a cold light.

Click!

The evil aura that rushed towards him was instantly shattered, refining the aura of the three king demon evil spirits. Cooperating with Lin Yun's sword intent, he arrived like thunder and lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the front of the scattered cultivator.

boom!

The buzzing cultivator's mind exploded in a blast, as if there were three overlord-level monsters of the sixth level of Xuanwu, staring at him coldly.

No, it's more terrifying than this.

A look of horror flashed in his eyes, and the slaughtered cultivator took several steps back.

My heart is thumping, and I keep jumping.

With just one glance, the murderous scammers were scared away, and everyone was shocked.

Lin Yun withdrew his gaze, picked up Bai Qiushui, and sent it to the back of the Blood Dragon Horse. He narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled, "What's more, why should I retreat? It's not better to kill them all!"

Seven Xuan Steps, people take pictures after passing by, one step and seven punches!

Rush!

After the words came, Lin Yun shouted wildly in his heart. Within one step, seven afterimages were left, each of which punched him.

Each punch contains him, the peak of the third level of Xuanwu, and the thick true essence condensed by the Zi Yuan Sword Technique and the Heart Sutra of Time.

Bang bang bang!

When the fist light hit the one-eyed scattered cultivator, it was like thunder thunder on the ground, and the loud noise continued. The fist light was like a sword, and the sword came out like a fist. The fist and sword were united, who else could I do?

"The shrimps in the third level of Xuanwu dare to pretend to be in front of me and seek death!"

Yangang Fist, you can make steel after hundreds of times!

The one-eyed scattered cultivator shouted angrily, and a strong flame rose from his body, and his body seemed to be made of steel forged in a furnace.

"Second brother, be careful."

The scared free-knit cultivator, while flying in front of him, quickly shouted.

Bang!

But it was still one step later, and the fist lights touched each other, as if they were destroyed and destroyed. The one-eyed scattered cultivator's fist lights dissipated at the touch, and blood stains spilled out of the corners of his mouth, and they were bombarded and flew out.

"hateful!"

The thin and scattered cultivator was furious in his eyes, and did not give Lin Yun any chance to react. He flew forward and used his hands as his claws.

The harsh sound of breaking through the air was toward him, and it was like a storm.

Its claws were like hooks, flashing with a bitter cold light, and faintly surrounded by a trace of blood.

Before, many of the Gao family's disciples were scratched by him and tore them in half on the spot.

This magic claw technique is very terrifying.

But Lin Yun was calm and had a tough mind, and was not disturbed by his evil spirit at all. His fist came out like a sword, and his voice continued to sing, and his true energy was turbulent.

Forty-two purple kites in the Dantian bloom quietly, like the vast real energy of the river, flowing out continuously.

Yangang Fist!

A wave of heat rolled in, but the one-eyed scattered cultivator who was knocked back was wiped away by the blood stains at the corner of his mouth, roared and rushed over.

"Did you go two against one? It's just right!"
To be continued...