The sound of the shattering of the Burning Flame Sword was like thunder, and it banged loudly in everyone's ears.
Everyone was shocked by this scene. The huge sword of Thousand-foot sword was still flawless, with an unparalleled sharpness, and the sword blades shattered with the power of the holy soldiers.
Bang!
Dozens of debris fell on the pool in the center of Qingyan Square, making a violent explosion, and a water column soared into the sky.
The entire Qingyan Square was silent, and everyone was stunned and could not speak.
I couldn't believe it at all. It was so shocking that I could not describe it in words.
"The sword... is broken?"
On the flying platform, the swordsmen Qiao Chu was stunned. The Burning Yan Sword, which was comparable to the Thousand-patterned Holy Soldier, was actually broken in Lin Yun's hands.
"How is this possible?"
Zhao Yan was stunned, as if he was stunned.
This is a Burning Flame Sword comparable to the Thousand-Past Holy Soldier. It is rare to see it in a century, and it was created by Feng Xuanzi himself.
Gong Haoran opened his mouth slightly, unable to speak, which was too strange, which was beyond his common sense.
It's over!
Feng Xiaoyu, Feng Xiaoyu, and a group of Feng family members, looked pale and had cold hands and feet.
During the famous sword conference, the rare famous sword created by my grandfather was actually broken out of thin air under the eyes of everyone. This blow to Qingyan Cang Sword Tower was almost a disaster, and his reputation in the past would suffer an unprecedented heavy blow.
"My God! What's going on?"
"The Fen Yan Sword is broken? Why did this break? The holy power is obviously comparable to the Thousand-Past Holy Soldier. It is definitely a famous sword!"
"It could have been Lin Yun deliberately broken it, right?"
"This is really hard to say. Maybe Mr. Feng's sword-forging attainments have declined a little, and the sword may have some flaws."
"But there is no reason for this? Mr. Feng, he is Tianxuan Master!"
After waking up, the entire Qingyan Square was completely in chaos, and countless uproars sounded.
Ye Feifan was a little stunned and then grinned. He was really powerful. The Feng brothers and sisters were slapped in the face by him one after another, and they lost all their faces. It can be said that they were inhumane humiliation.
Feng Xiaoyu sarcasmds and humiliates him several times, but he didn't expect that he could hit the nail on the head.
The famous sword conference where monsters gathered was really wiped out by Lin Yun. Even Gongsun Yan, who was known as a pair of sword eyes and saw through all the sword moves of his peers, was defeated.
Feng Xiaoyu's face can be said to be lost. In less than a day, it will become a big joke in Qingyang County.
But Feng Lao Yezi had the means after all. He knew that when the Fen Yan Sword came out, everyone's eyes would be attracted by it. After all, the people who came here were swordsmen. Who doesn't want a good sword? This sword complements Lin Yun.
In the future, we will eventually achieve each other, and the reputation of Qingyan Cangjian Tower will inevitably rise.
After all, it can be considered a win-win situation.
But now the Burning Flame Sword was broken in Lin Yun's hands in front of everyone.
Even Feng Xuanzi would have no choice but to be too close to his face.
"The fun is so big now..."
Ye Feifan grinned with a shameless smile.
Luo Hua at the viewing table pondered without saying a word, Elder Bai was nervous and sweating all over his palms. The trouble was really a bit big now.
In the middle of the pool, on the hilt of the giant sword of a thousand feet.
Lin Yun was still for a long time before he realized. Looking at the bare hilt in his hand, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.
His heart was bleeding and his flesh was in great pain.
This is a holy weapon comparable to the Thousand-Past Holy Sword. Even if you don’t need it, you don’t know how many resources you can exchange for.
As long as he is willing to take action, countless people will flock to him.
Even if it's not good, give it to a friend
It is also a perfect choice. When holding the hilt of the sword with your own hands, Lin Yun could truly feel how powerful this sword is.
Two murderous eyes looked at him, Lin Yun looked up and looked at him with two swords angrily.
"Give it back to you."
Lin Yun smiled embarrassedly in his heart, and quickly put the hilt of the sword, still in the opponent's sword box.
"The sword is broken, what does it mean to have a sword hilt!" The two sword servants were so angry that they vomited blood without waiting for such a playful person.
Puchi!
At this moment, Feng Xuanzi on the VIP stage turned pale and spit out blood and fell from the seat with a shaky body.
"My sword...my sword..."
Feng Xuanzi's voice trembled, his eyes were dull, and he became much older.
"Brother!"
"Owner!"
The Feng family members were shocked and rushed forward to help Feng Xuanzi up.
Many bigwigs of aristocratic families are feeling sad. Lin Yun is really amazing. A Tianxuan master was so angry that he vomited blood.
That is a big boss who is comparable to half a saint, and even a real saint dare not offend him.
Feng Xuanzi looked at Lin Yun from afar on the VIP stand, his face changing constantly. After a long time, he woke up and laughed tremblingly: "Jian Jingtian, you have really found a good disciple, okay, okay, okay, very good!"
He pointed at Lin Yun angrily, his whole body trembled, and he was about to collapse.
Who is Jian Jingtian?
Lin Yun looked puzzled and was about to explain, but he thought that what he wouldn't say was the old man.
This is really a misunderstanding. He has a bad relationship with the old man now. The breaking of the Burning Flame Sword is a complete coincidence.
He knew the physique of his broken sword body and did not want to be exposed.
But the other party spoke in person and insisted on him to test the sword in public. Lin Yun was unable to speak even if he refused.
"see a visitor out!"
Feng Xuanzi's face was gloomy, and he pointed at Lin Yun with a dark face, and shouted loudly.
boom!
The sound was as loud as thunder. Everyone present was startled by Feng Xuanzi's voice. The hair was almost blown up, and the eardrums were buzzing.
Feng Xuanzi is a very well-educated person. When he reaches his position, he rarely gets angry. Even before, Feng Xiaoyu and Feng Xingyang were slapped in the face by Lin Yun one after another, his expression was calm and without any ups and downs.
But now that they were so angry, everyone seemed shocked. They had never seen Feng Xuanzi lose his composure like this.
After thinking about it, I felt that it was understandable that no one could control his emotions like him.
Lin Yun was stunned. This attitude was really unfriendly.
He was considered half of the victim. The sword was originally his, and the other party forced him to test the sword in public.
Forget it, Lin Yun sighed in his heart and said nothing.
"You are not leaving yet? The Zangjian Tower does not welcome you. You are here to make trouble!" The elder of the Feng family saw Lin Yun, and he still stood on the hilt of the sword, and roared angrily.
"This is just a misunderstanding."
Lin Yun looked at the other party and said calmly.
"Hmph, don't be shameless. If you don't leave, don't blame our Feng family for being rude to you!" The eldest elder of the Feng family had long seen Lin Yun feel unhappy, and he didn't even want to give Lin Yun the Fen Yan Sword before.
At the moment, the Fen Yan Sword was broken in public in the other party's hands, which was clearly a means to deliberately make the Feng family embarrassed in front of everyone.
Anger flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, and he thought of the other party in anger, and finally endured it.
He wanted to leave, but he could not stop halfway through what he promised others. Lin Yun was sorry for the breaking of the sword, but after all, it was not because of his subjective intention that the Fen Yan sword was broken.
"Senior stay!"
Lin Yun ignored the elder of the Feng family and his eyes fell on Feng Xuanzi. At this moment, he had already turned around and left quickly surrounded by many people.
Hearing Lin Yun's voice, his steps paused slightly.
After a while, Feng Xuanzi turned around and looked at Lin Yun and sarcastically said, "What else do you want? Could it be that I will create a holy sword for you again? Then break it in public and let my face be thrown away again!"
"That's not necessary."
Lin Yun responded simply.
"Then you are not leaving? Are you staying and waiting for death? I think that you are a junior, I don't want to attack you, but after I leave, others will attack you, and I don't care. From now on, you should not show up in Qingyang County City, just take care of yourself!"
Feng Xuanzi had a cold face, not seeing the kindness he had just now or the demeanor of his seniors.
Lin Yun looked around casually. As he said, many Feng family elders looked at him with extremely unfriendly eyes.
Lin Yun didn't want to see this, as the Feng family was very interesting.
No wonder Feng Xiaoyu is so willful and willful, with the upper beam not straight, the lower beam is crooked, and Feng Xuanzi is not a reasonable person at all.
The broken sword of the Fen Yan has nothing to do with the younger generation. No matter how bad the sword is, Lin Yun’s own. He can play whatever he wants. Even if he really breaks the Fen Yan sword on purpose, what reason does the other party have to attack him?
"Senior, don't worry, I will definitely not come to Qingyan County City, but the matter is not over yet, and I can't leave either. Please listen to me and say something more!"
Lin Yun was too lazy to be polite to the other party and looked cold.
Feng Xuanzi saw this attitude and his face became even colder, and he sneered: "The matter is not over yet? You say, what is the matter not over yet? Not only do I listen, but I will listen, the aristocratic family in the ancient domain, all the young leaders in Qingyan Square, and the Feng family listen carefully. What else do you have to do? If you can't tell a big thing about Shipo Shi Tian, I don't mind discipline Jian Jingtian for the sake of Jian Jingtian!"
The chill suddenly increased in Qingyan Square, and everyone felt an extremely cold breath, and it was as if they were sitting on pins and needles.
One by one, the eyes fell on Lin Yun, and there was no lack of sarcastic expressions.
Lin Yun is really brave. Senior Feng Xuanzi vomited blood in anger, and he is even more eager to get more and more.
I insisted on making the old senior angry. Now, Feng Xuanzi is really moved.
If Lin Yun couldn't tell the reason, I'm afraid that the Feng family would not let him go, and even if he didn't die, he would have to lose his skin.
On the flying platform, Gong Haoran sneered: "Old Master Feng is giving him face, but don't be arrogant. You really think that the Feng family is so easy to bully! You are looking for death!"
The Feng family held their breath and focused their eyes, and their eyes were quite unkind.
They had long disliked Lin Yun. If it weren't for the pressure from Mr. Feng, they wouldn't have told him the rules of the famous sword conference.
After all, he is just a god!
Humph, overestimating his abilities, Feng Xiaoyu sneered in his heart. Now his grandfather is already angry, and see who can still cover him. When he becomes a prisoner, there are some means to deal with it.
The whole audience was silent, countless pairs of eyes fell on Lin Yun, and the atmosphere in Qingyan Square became extremely strange.
Lin Yun took a deep breath and said calmly: "My younger generation, Lin Yun, is ordered by the command of Fuyun to come and retrieve the Thousand Thunder Sword."
Wow!
As soon as the words came, they were like thunder on the ground, and it exploded with a buzzing sound in everyone's hearts. The leaders were so shocked that their chins were almost falling off, and they looked at Lin Yun in disbelief.
"You bastard, you said you weren't here to make trouble!"
The elder of the Feng family was immediately exploded and Lin Yun cursed angrily.
Feng Xuanzi pressed his hand, his face covered with coldness, and he said word by word: "I didn't hear it clearly, please say it again!"
Threat me?
A cold light flashed in Lin Yun's eyes. These people really thought he had no temper and had a broken sword, endlessly.
Above the clouds, the top of the giant sword.
Lin Yun raised his eyebrows lightly, his eyes were full of sharpness, and his suppressed anger broke out completely. Every word he wrote was like a sword, with a sharp edge, and he used a trembling voice that Yunxiao was trembling: "My younger generation, Lin Yun, on the order of the Fuyun Master, came to retrieve the Thousand Thunder Sword!"