"The person who killed you..."
The voice was clear, like mountain spring water, tinkling, tinkling, and dripping with traces of rain and dew. It was obviously extremely crazy words, but it sounded extremely soothing, like water like clouds, not stained by any dust.
It's like a gentle breeze blowing through the flowers.
Gao Yu escaped death, but when he suddenly heard this, he looked back with joy on his face.
Among the thousands of flowers, the person speaking was dressed in a green shirt, carrying a sword box on his back, with a delicate and handsome face, and came slowly.
If it wasn't Lin Yun, who could it be?
He practiced boxing with the golden tiger deep in the Ling Valley, where Senior Qingxuan lived in seclusion.
After he got quite good at Dragon Tiger Fist, he rushed over before it got dark.
But I never expected to see such a tragic situation.
Half of the more than thirty people in the Gao family's escort team died in miserable conditions, with few intact corpses. The broken limbs and bloody internal organs were mixed among the ruined flowers, which was shocking.
The people who were still alive, except Bai Qiushui, all knelt on the ground, looking humiliated and lingering.
On the contrary, the people who were saved casually before were quite courageous. Even Bu Chen and Xiao Ran buried their heads between their legs.
A powerful disciple in a place dares to remember his duty when life and death are at stake.
The Gao family escort team on this trip has only one mission, which is to protect Bai Qiushui's safety.
But right now, the one-eyed casual cultivator and the withered casual cultivator are clearly planning to do evil things to Bai Qiushui.
Looking up, Gao Yu was the only one who dared to stand up.
It's really ironic to say the least.
"Lin Yun!"
The children of the Gao family who were kneeling on the ground had a look of surprise in their eyes. Lin Yun was actually back.
This shameless person they said was timid and fearful, and thought he had died deep in the spiritual valley.
Not only did he come back, he also rescued Gao Yu from the Blood and Bone cultivators in a carefree manner.
"How is this possible!"
Many sect leaders looked astonished in their eyes. They never thought that with Lin Yun's strength, he would dare to show up again.
"Are you looking for death? This guy!"
Xiao Ran, who was kneeling on the ground together, also looked shocked.
"Hmph, you don't know your own capabilities. When you come, you will have to kneel down like the rest of us."
A gloom flashed in Bu Chen's eyes, and he slandered in a low voice with a cold face. He didn't think Lin Yun would be the opponent of these three people.
Not to mention the big thief Xue Feng, his two men can easily take down Lin Yun.
Even if you come here, you are seeking death!
The withered casual cultivator and the one-eyed casual cultivator looked at Lin Yun, and a disdainful smile gradually appeared at the corners of their mouths.
The third level of Xuanwu cultivation... I don't know which sect disciple it is, but his tone is so crazy.
Before, Bu Chen and Xiao Ran sounded more crazy than before, but now they still knelt down and begged for mercy with their tails between their legs.
"Brother, how should we deal with this kid?"
The skinny cultivator chuckled softly.
"Just have fun, it's boring anyway."
Xuefeng didn't even look at Lin Yun. His eyes were always observing the flowers in the spiritual valley.
In his eyes, this untrodden spiritual valley is simply a treasure house of heaven and earth.
If you can occupy this spiritual valley, given time, you will definitely be able to dominate the Blood and Bone Forest and integrate all the casual cultivators.
When the time comes, all blood and bone casual cultivators will be used as much as possible.
When I think of this, I can't help but feel ecstatic.
As for the sudden appearance of Lin Yun, a loser who was inferior to Bu Chen and Xiao Ran, he didn't take it seriously at all.
"Mr. Lin, these three are all loose cultivators of blood and bones. 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.
"Leave? Even if I want to leave, I have to take you with me. What's more..."
Lin Yun comforted him 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.
"Lao San, are all the young people today so arrogant? Tsk tsk, it seems they don't take you and me seriously?"
The one-eyed casual cultivator stared at Lin Yun, laughed out loud, and filled his words with
Full of fun.
"Want to leave? No one can leave, kneel down for me!"
The withered cultivator's face suddenly turned cold. Corpses piled up in the sea of ​​​​blood, and the terrifying evil energy that had been condensed for several years swept towards Lin Yun.
As soon as this evil spirit came out, the Gao family disciples who were kneeling on the ground immediately started to tremble in fear.
They had been frightened out of their wits for a long time, but now that the evil aura appeared, they were so frightened that they could no longer suppress it.
call out!
Lin Yun's eyes were slightly focused, and he glanced directly at the sweeping evil aura.
The eyebrows are like a king's evil spirit in essence, with a sharp edge, stabbing hard, like an unsheathed sword, with a cold light.
Click!
The evil spirit that rushed towards him was shattered in an instant, refining the evil spirit of the three kings. Coupled with Lin Yun's sword intent, it came like lightning and arrived in front of the withered cultivator in the blink of an eye.
boom!
The mind of the skinny cultivator suddenly buzzed, as if there were three overlord-level monsters of the sixth level of Xuanwu, staring at him coldly.
No, it's more terrifying than that.
A look of horror flashed in his eyes, and he retreated wildly for several steps.
My heart was pounding and beating.
With just one glance, he was able to scare away this emaciated and murderous cultivator, and everyone was immediately shocked.
Lin Yun withdrew his gaze, picked up Bai Qiushui, and carried him to the blood dragon's horse. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile: "Besides, why should I retreat? It would be better to kill them all!"
Seven mysterious steps, taking photos when people pass by, seven punches in one step!
Rub rub rub rub!
After the words fell, Lin Yun shouted wildly in his heart, and in one step, seven afterimages were left behind, each of which punched.
Every punch contains his, the peak of the third level of Xuanwu, the rich true energy condensed by the Purple Kite Sword Art and the Heart Sutra of Time.
Bang bang bang!
When the fist shines in front of the one-eyed cultivator, it is like thunder on the ground, with a loud roar. The fist shines like a sword, and the sword comes out like a fist. The fist and sword merge into one. Who else could it be?
"Xia Mi of the third level of Xuanwu dares to pretend in front of me and is looking for death!"
Flame Steel Fist, steel can be made into steel!
The one-eyed cultivator roared angrily, and thick flames erupted from his body, as if his body was made of fine steel forged in a furnace.
"Second brother, be careful."
The Kumu Sanxiu who was frightened away quickly shouted while flying forward.
Bang!
But it was still a step too late, and the fist light collided, as if it were destroying the dead. The one-eyed casual cultivator's boiling fist light dispersed at the touch, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, which was blasted away.
"hateful!"
The skinny casual cultivator's eyes were filled with anger, and he flew forward without giving Lin Yun any chance to react, using his hands as claws.
To be continued...