A powerful wave of energy emitted from Lin Yu's sword, and in the next instant, a white body and mind was shot to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust dozens of feet high on the ground.
The rest of the super sect strongmen turned their heads to look at the space where Liu Tong was, and saw a handsome young man in white clothes standing quietly in the void, holding the nameless weapon in his right hand.
After holding a sword flower on the black ancient sword, he clasped the long sword behind his back again, with an extremely natural and skillful expression.
The remaining super sect strong men were looking at Lin Yu standing in the void with a look of surprise and uncertainty on their faces, with a trace of solemnity flashing in their eyes.
After a while, when the dust on the ground dispersed, the scene on the ground made everyone take a breath, and Qingyin even covered her mouth in surprise.
I saw Liu Tong, who looked quite elegant before, now lying covered in blood, no, embedded in the ground.
Because at this moment, Liu Tong had already "penetrated" a foot deep into the ground, and his decent white robe had become torn into pieces, and some fine sword marks could be seen from them, each of which was deep enough to show the bones.
If someone could observe Liu Tong's body, they would be surprised to find that Liu Tong's Yuan Shen has become dim at this time. There is a huge sword mark on the Yuan Shen villain, which almost destroys the Yuan Shen villain.
Divided into two parts, they are only connected together by a trace of "skin".
If they hadn't still been able to feel Liu Tong's aura, those powerful men from the super sect would have thought that Liu Tong had died under that sword.
And just when they were still immersed in Lin Yu's extremely powerful swordsmanship, a calm and calm voice slowly came out, with a touch of pride and confidence coming from the bottom of his heart.
"I hate people interrupting me when I'm about to speak, but I hate it even more when a group of self-righteous weaklings come to challenge the bottom line of the strong!"
Lin Yu glanced indifferently at Qin Tian, who was lying on the ground unable to move, and Liu Tong, who was driven into the ground, and then looked straight at the other powerful men of the super sect.
Qingyin choked at Lin Yu's words, and then rolled her eyes at him. Although she didn't know why, Qingyin could feel it, as if Lin Yu was deliberately targeting people from Yuanmen.
"Maybe it was the arrogance and contempt that Liu Tong showed before that made him very disgusted!"
This is what Qingyin thought in her heart.
After his eyes wandered behind Lin Yu for a moment, Qingyin suddenly felt something in his heart and smiled at Lin Yu.
"Until now, I haven't asked you for your surname, but I'm being rude. I hope you will understand me!"
Lin Yu turned his head slightly, looked at Qingyin with a flash of light in his eyes, and then said with a smile.
"The Great Yan Dynasty, the head of the Lin clan, Lin Yu!"
While speaking, Lin Yu held the long sword behind his back in front of him. After loosening his grip on the sword with his right hand, he tightened his grip on the unknown ancient sword in his hand.
At the pinnacle of Shengxuan Realm, an opponent worth fighting!
"The Great Yan Dynasty?"
Qingyin frowned and murmured to herself. For some reason, this name always seemed familiar to her. She seemed to have heard it there more than once. Moreover, even the very unique name "Lin Yu" sounded to her.
There are also some vague images.
"I wonder what Your Excellency Lin Yu thinks of my previous proposal? If Your Excellency Lin Yu is willing to join our Jiutian Taiqing Palace, I will send a message to the sect today, and within half a month at most, an elder can confirm it!"
After thinking for a moment with no results, Qingyin gave up and continued to invite, this time with a slightly lower posture than before.
After all, in Qingyin's eyes, the former Lin Yu was more likely to be an unparalleled genius trained by someone with super strength, and his strength far exceeded that of his peers.
But Lin Yu is different now. He can defeat Liu Tong easily with one sword. It can even be said that it is enough to easily kill Liu Tong. Even Qingyin, a century-old peerless beauty, cannot do it, and she comes from an unknown low-level person.
Dynasty, then Lin Yu's evaluation in Qingyin's heart will undoubtedly reach countless levels.
(In Qingyin’s mind, except for those super dynasties and the high-level dynasties that she has an impression of, the rest are low-level dynasties.)
Therefore, Qingyin also sincerely extended an invitation to Lin Yu. As for the experts from other super sects, I'm sorry, they don't have the qualifications or the courage to step in among the eight super sects competing for geniuses. Therefore,
, he could only watch helplessly as Qingyin invited Lin Yu to join Jiutian Taiqing Palace.
At the same time, the strong men of other super sects also silently wrote down the name "Lin Yu" in their hearts, waiting to report the matter to the headmaster and other strong men in the sect after returning. Because if nothing happens,
, this person should be another giant of the generation in the future.
"Oh? Are you sure? If I remember correctly, your young palace mistress should be called Ling Qingzhu, right? She is not very willing to see me."
Lin Yu looked at Qingyin with a half-smile but said nonchalantly.
As soon as "Ling Qingzhu" came into her ears, Qingyin instantly recalled the source of the two names "Great Yan Dynasty" and "Lin Yu" in her memory - Ling Qingzhu, her junior sister,
The close disciple of her master, Palace Master Su Xin, is also the most proud disciple.
However, since Aya Qingzhu returned from a period of training with her master more than two years ago, Qingyin discovered that the little junior sister who had always been calm, aloof and aloof had changed and became different from before.
And all these changes are related to the man named "Lin Yu" that Qingyin heard from Ling Qingzhu.
Thinking of this, Qingyin narrowed his eyes slightly, with a dangerous arc on his face, and chuckled inexplicably, nodded, and answered.
"That's natural. As long as Mr. Lin Yu agrees to join our Jiutian Taiqing Palace, my junior sister will not have any objections!"
"Really? However, if you want me to join Jiutian Taiqing Palace, then you also need to give me a reason to join, such as your sword!"
However, this time, Lin Yu unexpectedly did not reject Qingyin's invitation, but instead stated his conditions, or rather his requirements.
Defeat him with the sword in your hand!
"Are you so confident?"
Qingyin listened to Lin Yu's request and stared into those demonic eyes that revealed a strong confidence in their calmness. She always felt like she had been cheated?
"A swordsman always believes in the sword in his hand!"
Lin Yu raised his right hand, pointed his long sword diagonally at the ground, and said with a smile on his lips.
"However, since it is a competition, there must be a bet. I wonder if you are willing to place a bet!"