Under the spotlight, Lin Yun's expression remained calm, showing no emotion at all.
He ignored the gazes of others and ignored Yan Zijing's provocation. This kind of waste was not worth his while.
From the depths of his heart, he didn't even have the desire to kill the other party. He was really dirtying his hands.
"Xiaoyu, are the rumors true? Is this Lin Yun really blinding your maid's eyes? He is also arrogantly saying that he will wipe out the Famous Sword Tournament and trample all of us under his feet?" Ye Feifan said that he is one of the four masters of the Famous Sword Tournament.
One of them, Feng Xingyang, looked at Feng Xiaoyu and asked.
The rumors are so exaggerated that they feel untrue.
After thinking about it for a moment, I feel that there are many details that cannot withstand scrutiny.
Feng Xingyang's inquiry undoubtedly attracted everyone's attention. If it is true or false, just ask the person involved, Feng Xiaoyu.
Immediately, the young leaders on the Feitian Platform all laid their eyes on Feng Xiaoyu. Even the other four masters, Zhao Yan, Gong Haoran and the most mysterious Gongsun Yan all looked over involuntarily.
Feng Xiaoyu said calmly: "He did blind my maid's eyes, and slapped my other maids several times to serious injuries. This is not a secret, many people have seen it with their own eyes."
“It turns out it’s true!”
"This guy's crime is really unforgivable. It's so cruel to deal such a heavy blow to him without giving him a sword invitation."
"He just snatched the invitation to worship the sword by force, but he also arrogantly claimed that he would wipe out the Famous Sword Conference and take away the Thousand Thunder Sword. This guy is really arrogant!"
"Huh, I don't know whether to live or die, I'm just a Tianpo."
"He will take the stage later. Let me see how he dies. A monster from Cangxuan Mansion is really looking at the sky from a well and does not overestimate his own abilities."
As soon as Feng Xiaoyu's words fell, there was an uproar, and the entire Qingyan Square was in chaos. All kinds of sarcasm and ridicule continued, and the eyes towards Lin Yun became extremely cold and unkind.
Feng Xiaoyu only said that Lin Yun stabbed her maid's eyes out and did not deny what Lin Yun said. Others immediately believed it to be true.
There was no mention of the reason why Lin Yun injured her maid.
With just a few words, Lin Yun was made the target of public criticism, killing people and killing people, but that's all.
"I didn't say these words. Since this sword tournament doesn't welcome me, then I won't participate."
Lin Yun stood up and left. Feng Xiaoyu was from the Feng family, and the entire Hidden Sword Tower allowed the other party to wrongly accuse him.
Telling tales and confusing right and wrong.
The world of swordsmen should be clear-cut in black and white, instead of being so filthy. Such a famous swordsmanship tournament is really boring.
Seeing that Lin Yun was about to leave, Yan Zijing immediately shouted loudly: "Lin Yun, you still dare to say that you didn't say those words, but I heard it with my own ears! At first you dared to say that you would defeat the famous sword tournament, but when you see the world's heroes, you will
Are you afraid? You dared to attack me, Yan Zijing, that day, but today you dare to fight me openly!"
In an instant, all eyes fell on Lin Yun, with an extremely sarcastic look in his eyes.
This guy turned out to be just a despicable villain who made a sneak attack. The so-called arrogance immediately gave in when he saw the leader of the Famous Sword Tournament.
It's just a piece of trash and a joke.
"Come when you want, leave when you want? Are the rules of our Famous Swords Tournament just for show?" At the same time, a cold look flashed in Feng Xingyang's eyes on the flying platform, and he said in a deep voice: "Stop him!"
Swish, swish, swish!
In Qingyan Square, a group of Feng family guards suddenly appeared. The leader of the guards looked at Lin Yun and sneered: "Aren't you going to
Are you the one who swept through the Famous Sword Tournament and took away my Feng Family's Thousand Thunder Swords? Why are you leaving in such a hurry? We haven't seen your majesty yet!"
As soon as this remark came out, it immediately caused bursts of laughter.
All the other leaders in Qingyan Square laughed, and there were also bursts of ridicule on the Feitian Platform.
A cunning look flashed in Feng Xiaoyu's eyes, as if to say, you are still too young to fight with me.
Yan Zijing saw Lin Yun in such a mess, and became more and more certain that the other party was only physically superior, and that his real attainments in swordsmanship were not that great.
Otherwise, there is no need to leave directly.
Yan Zijing sneered and said loudly: "Lin Yun, if you have the guts, fight me. I'll give you a chance to prove yourself!"
Lin Yun looked at the leader of the guards in front of him, who looked mocking and playful.
"If you want to fight, then fight!"
A chill flashed in Lin Yun's eyes. He has always been a person who does not offend others, and he has never really had much interest in this sword tournament. If it hadn't been for the old man's explanation, he would not have come here at all.
But it's just that he was slandered out of thin air, and he jumped up and down and kicked his nose and face, endlessly.
He doesn't cause trouble, but he has never been afraid of trouble.
call out!
Lin Yun turned around and landed on the battlefield like a thunderbolt. His speed was so fast that many people were surprised.
Seeing Lin Yun who suddenly appeared opposite, Yan Zijing felt a little beat in his heart, and said coldly: "Lin Yun, this is a famous sword competition. Everyone only competes in swordsmanship, not in cultivation, and certainly not in physical body. You should follow these rules
You know."
He was extremely afraid of Lin Yun's physical body. He suffered a lot in two days and still has lingering fears in his heart.
If Feng Xiaoyu hadn't taken action and had someone give him a holy elixir to heal his wounds, he would never have been able to return to his current state after he was almost half dead.
Lin Yun stretched out his hand and made a move. The Flower Burial Sword hidden in the Purple Kite Sword Box was held in his left hand, and he said calmly: "You can do it."
"snort!"
Yan Zijing's expression turned cold, he stopped talking and immediately drew his sword out of its sheath.
boom!
The peak and perfect psychic sword intention was released, and at the same time, the Holy Spirit burst out from his body, soaring upwards and covering the void.
He didn't hold back at all, he used the martial arts of the Holy Spirit, and the majestic sword power was endless. With the roar of the Holy Spirit in the void, he came towards him like lightning, and the sword in his hand erupted with an astonishing sword light.
There is something extraordinary about this sword. Before the Holy Spirit is released, the sword has already thrust out.
When he reached Lin Yun, the power of the Holy Spirit instantly increased the power of the sword. Even if others would not suffer a loss, they would be caught off guard and put into a disadvantage.
Almost in an instant, the sword light pierced in front of Lin Yun, and the majestic sword power shrouded him layer by layer. The tip of the sword flashed with a dazzling cold light, which turned into starlight and kept expanding in his pupils.
.
Lin Yun drew his sword out of its scabbard, buried the flower in his hand, and waved the sword.
Like lightning breaking through the darkness, like a silver dragon piercing the void, Lin Yun's sword came from behind and struck out at a speed that was too fast for anyone to blink.
Click!
The sound of the sword shattering resounded in all directions, the Holy Spirit in the sky exploded, and Yan Zijing spat out a mouthful of blood. His mind went blank, and his whole body froze instantly as if he was hit by an electric shock.
His sword was chopped into pieces by Lin Yun!
It was shattered so thoroughly that only the bare hilt of the sword was left in his hand, and the sword blade in the opponent's hand hung in the void, with the possibility of falling down at any time.
Buzz!
The sword trembles
Ming, cold light flashes.
Yan Zijing was trembling all over. He was a little scared. Lin Yun's sword slid down and chopped off his entire head.
"I lost." Yan Zijing quickly admitted defeat, and then he felt relaxed. After all, the Famous Sword Conference prohibits adults.
No, you are dead.
Phew!
A cold light flashed and blood spattered. Lin Yun sheathed his sword and took three steps back to avoid the blood flying out of the opponent's neck.
When Lin Yun landed, everyone was dumbfounded. Yan Zijing could be considered a leader after all. His sword intention had reached the pinnacle of the psychic realm, and he was not too far away from the Heaven-reaching sword intention. He was defeated with just one sword.
In the hands of Lin Yun.
"Lin Yun, the Famous Sword Conference prohibits killing...you...you are dead!" Yan Ziqing covered his neck, covered the wound, and looked at Lin Yun with great indignation.
"I didn't kill anyone, you were just seriously injured. If you don't speak, you won't die."
Of course it's only temporary, he will eventually die... Lin Yun added in his mind, looked at the other party, and said expressionlessly.
Hiss! Hiss!
Everyone gasped and felt a chill on their backs, this guy was so ruthless.
"hateful!"
Feng Xiaoyu gnashed her teeth in hatred. She was about to punish Lin Yun, but was perfectly avoided by him.
"Isn't this Lin Yun's swordsmanship bad?"
"It's indeed not bad. It's not as unbearable as Yan Zijing said. At least 70% of the people present can't avoid this sword!"
"Seventy percent? It's a little less. I think at least 80% of them can't avoid Lin Yun's sword!"
After all, this is a famous sword tournament. The top leaders here at least have mastered the psychic sword intent. Not to mention there are several people who have mastered the sky-reaching sword intent. Naturally, their swordsmanship skills are not bad.
Lin Yun only made one sword move, but almost everyone present could see the reality. Even if Lin Yun couldn't sweep the Famous Sword Conference, he would definitely have a place.
"Feng Xiaoyu, you know best what happened that day. I saved my face for you, so don't get in trouble with me. I've never been one to show mercy to others." Lin Yun looked directly at the other person with an indifferent expression.
, eyes filled with cold murderous intent.
So crazy!
Qingyan Square, which had been buzzing with discussion just now, immediately fell into deathly silence. Everyone was stunned by Lin Yun's words.
She actually slapped Feng Xiaoyu in the face in front of everyone at the Famous Sword Conference. She was the little princess of the Feng family. She was the apple of the eye of Mr. Feng, and many young and talented people present even had feelings for her.
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But this Lin Yun didn't give him any face.
After the words fell, Lin Yun turned around and left. He didn't want to stay any longer.
Whoosh!
But a figure jumped out like lightning, landed on the opposite side of him, blocked his path, and said coldly: "Lin Yun, you stabbed my sister's eyes out and just want to leave? You can leave if you want.
Leave these eyes for me!"
Lin Yun looked at the other person and realized that he was talking about the maid in red next to Feng Xiaoyu.
Lin Yun didn't look at him, and his eyes fell on Feng Xiaoyu on the flying platform.
The latter looked at him coldly and sneered: "I need you to give me face, young lady? Didn't you lick your face and come to me to ask for the sword invitation? If I didn't give it, you would get angry and hurt people. Don't think you have defeated Yanzi.
What’s so great about Jing? Why are you bullying me, Qingyan County, because there is no one there? If you really have the face, then don’t run away and wipe out my Feng Family’s Famous Sword Tournament.”
Feng Xiaoyu's words immediately made the crowd excited, especially the leaders of Qingyan County, who all looked at Lin Yun with anger.
