Flower Boy's superb acting skills successfully captivated this group of people.
"Sure enough, he is a person who has never seen the world." A man in gorgeous clothes had a faint smile on his face. He seemed to be the elder of this sect.
"Ha! It's just lucky that these two country bumpkins came to the place of inheritance."
"Look at his scared look, it really makes me laugh to death."
These people all showed cold and arrogant expressions, looking down at Lin Yun and the pretty boy.
The male disciple, in a condescending commanding tone, shouted coldly, "If you know better, please hand over the token! We, the sect leader, can still show mercy and spare your life."
Lin Yun sighed sadly and shook his head helplessly. How come some people just don't know whether to live or die, and there is a way to heaven but they can't take it, and there is no way to hell?
"Boss...Boss, how about we give them the token?" It seems that he has been with monsters and beasts these past few days, and the pretty boy is also bored out of his mind, and now he is full of fun.
"Ha! Still the boss?"
"That's ridiculous. These could be two little guys from that village."
"I advise you to listen carefully to what this little brother of yours has to say, and hand over the token quickly to avoid getting killed."
This sect leader's group has already determined that Lin Yun and Hua Meinan are two cowardly guys.
At this moment, some disciples who were only at the third or fourth level of martial arts, relying on the presence of their sect master, also laughed out loud and mocked Lin Yun.
The leader of the Zoroastrian Cult stood aside, as if he were a backing stone, supporting his disciples.
Lin Yun raised his head, stared at these people calmly, patted the pretty boy on the shoulder, and motioned for him to stand back, because he was ready to take action.
But when this scene fell into the eyes of others, they felt that Lin Yun had compromised and was ready to hand over the token.
The others looked at each other and smiled, already despising Lin Yun to the extreme in their hearts.
Just when Lin Yun was about to take action, an eerie voice suddenly sounded from the distant sky.
"Hahaha! It took no effort at all! What kind of garbage Zoroastrian cult dares to show off its evil here? Do you really think you are a person?"
When they heard this voice, everyone in the Zoroastrian Cult, including their leader, changed their expressions and took a few steps back.
The next second, five figures appeared in the forest in the distance.
Five people, three men and two women, walked slowly out of the forest.
Two of the men were wearing blue gowns, and the two women were wearing red skirts. They looked young and could not be more than thirty years old.
Walking at the front was a male swordsman about thirty years old. His hair was tied into a crown. He was handsome, tall, and handsome. He was wearing a white robe.
When a pair of eyes open and close, they are shining and sharp.
He holds the sword in his left hand, and the fingers of his right hand are slightly bent.
Obviously this male swordsman is the backbone of the five people. The other four are two on the left and right sides, and two are following behind.
"Sure enough, senior brother is so spiritually aware that he can actually sense that there is someone here." The female swordsman on the left said softly, looking at the leading senior brother with eyes full of admiration and love.
This female swordswoman's appearance can only be considered good, but her body is slightly plump. Her convex and curvy figure is outlined by a well-cut red dress. She has a charming charm, which makes the leading senior brother's mouth hang with a trace of contentment.
smile.
"Okay, here comes another batch. Looks like there's a good show." The pretty boy didn't take it too seriously, spreading his hands and shrugging his shoulders.
And these five people obviously have a lot of background. After seeing these five people, the leader of the Zoroastrian Cult turned blue and white, and looked very frightened.
"Is... is he from the Lijian Sect?" the arrogant elder of the Zoroastrian Sect just said with a look of fear on his face.
The others all shook their heads and sighed, murmuring secretly, how could they be so unlucky to meet someone from the Li Jian Sect.
"Li Jian Zong?" Lin Yun raised his head and looked at these five people, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.
The pretty boy on the side suddenly realized it and couldn't help laughing secretly. If it wasn't for acting, he might have laughed out loud.
This Lijian Sect is a third-level power sect from the Eastern Region. Its leader's strength has reached the fourth-level Martial Emperor. The key point is that this sect is now under Lin Yun's jurisdiction.
If this group of people now knew that the two masked teenagers in front of them were actually Lin Yun and Hua Mei Nan, I don't know what their expressions would be like.
"Senior Brother, I remember someone just said that their sect master is a powerful ninth-level peak martial emperor." At this moment, the female swordsman on the right took the arm of the senior brother and said sweetly, "Then I don't know, senior brother.
How should I describe this second-level Martial Emperor?"
After the Zoroastrian people heard this sentence, they were all slightly startled.
As for the arrogant male disciple just now, his face was as hot as if he had been slapped, and he lowered his head in fear, not daring to speak.
"Isn't this Mr. Li from the Li Jian Sect? What a coincidence." The leader of the Zoroastrian Cult hurriedly came up to say hello. They knew something about the strength of the Li Jian Sect.
Li Jian Sect used to be an affiliated sect of the Assassination Society, but now, it is an affiliated sect of the Tushen Sect.
Moreover, I heard that the leader of the Li Jian Sect is now the manager of the Northeast Region, and the famous figure next to the Mirror Messenger of the Slaughter Shen Sect. How can they, a small Zoroastrian sect, dare to go against him?
"Hey, isn't this the powerful leader of the Zoroastrian Cult?" The senior brother sneered. Although he didn't say much, he was very lethal.
Obviously, his powerful second-level Martial Emperor strength is enough for him to ignore the leader of the Zoroastrian Cult.
"How dare a small second-grade force dare to show off its evil deeds here? How ridiculous!" The rest of the people also made a sarcastic commotion.
The leader of the Zoroastrian Cult showed an embarrassed expression on his face, but he could only force out a forced smile and did not dare to make any mistakes.
"I tell you, don't rely on your own strength and treat others like chickens and dogs!"
"A strong person should protect the weak, instead of just using his own strength to bully the weak, do you understand?" This senior brother actually educated the leader of the Zoroastrian Cult.
And the leader of the Zoroastrian Cult is already a grandfather who can be a senior brother at this age. Now the senior brother actually looks like he hates iron and cannot become steel, which is very funny.
"Yes, yes! Mr. Li's lesson is yes! Only you, Mr. Li, can say such philosophical words!" The leader of the Zoroastrian Cult flattered, for fear of offending this group of people.