Chapter 489
Snap!
The loud slap and the flying of Lu Siyin confused all the disciples of Tianfu Academy.
In everyone's eyes, the sudden appearance of Lin Yun, who had "escaped", was shocking enough. Coupled with this slap, all the academy disciples were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped.
"You dare to hit me?"
Lu Siyin's entire right face was completely swollen and painful on the ground.
In addition to pain, it was even more humiliating.
A mere sword slave actually dared to slap her in front of everyone. Is there anything more humiliating than this?
"So what if I beat you? Little bitch!"
Lin Yun raised his eyebrows and laughed coldly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
He finally rushed back, but he didn't expect that when he saw this bitch raising his hand, he was about to slap Bai Yun.
How can I bear it?
I can't stand it!
"You scolded me!"
Lu Siyin's eyes suddenly burned with anger, his whole body trembled with anger, and he roared sharply: "I'll kill you, you loser."
Whoosh!
She jumped up from the ground, opened her five fingers into claws, and grabbed Lin Yun's Tianling Gai, extremely viciously.
"Little sword slave, go to hell!"
Lu Siyin's face was ferocious, his facial features were distorted, and his eyes were filled with cold anger.
"ignorance."
Lin Yun's backhand was a slap in the face, and at the last moment, it hit the left side of his face.
Snap!
This time the attack was heavier. Lu Siyin spun three times in mid-air before landing heavily on the ground.
After he landed, his left and right cheeks were as swollen as a pig's head, and the corners of his nose and mouth were full of blood.
The miserable and embarrassing scene was shocking and shocking to those who saw it.
Too cruel...
"Senior Sister Lu!"
Leng Feng was furious when he saw this, and said in a deep voice: "Come together and kill this waste."
Immediately, a group of academy disciples who were friends with Lu Siyin, led by Leng Feng, rushed over like crazy.
“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”
Lin Yun looked extremely indifferent, raised his hand and punched out.
Amidst the roar of dragons and tigers, the fist glowed with dazzling silver light, sweeping out with a sharp edge like a sword.
The punch comes out like a sword, the sword comes out like a fist.
With the blessing of Zi Yuan's sword power, this punch resembles a dragon and a tiger, but it is more like an unsheathed sword. Its sharpness is unmatched.
Leng Feng was the first to bear the brunt, and before he could react, his whole body was crushed to pieces.
Bang!
When the fist landed on his chest, there was an explosion and he was thrown out like a sandbag.
With long hair spread out, the young man was dressed in a green shirt, with cold eyes like lightning, looking fiercely at the group of people who continued to rush towards him.
The faces of this group of people suddenly looked extremely ugly, looking at Leng Feng who was blown away with just one punch.
Under Lin Yun's stern gaze, he trembled and did not dare to step forward with his sword raised.
Looks very funny.
"Damn it...how is this possible?"
Lu Siyin, whose cheeks were already as big as a pig's head, was completely stunned when he saw this scene.
His eyes were full of shock, and he couldn't believe how powerful this sword slave could be, so terrifyingly powerful.
Whoosh!
Just at this moment, a figure floated down.
It was Liu Yunyan. She glanced at Lu Siyin, and then at Leng Feng, who was wailing on the ground in the distance. Her face was slightly cold, and she said in a cold voice: "Your Excellency is worthy of congratulations for regaining his strength, but this attack is too harsh.
Some."
"I won't offend anyone unless they offend me. Lu Siyin had better be lucky that she didn't slap her down. Otherwise, if that hand moved, I would remove her hand."
Lin Yun had no expression on his face and said coldly.
It was just the killing intent in his words that made everyone shudder, and anger flashed in their eyes.
The arrogance of these words is too disrespectful to Tianfu Academy.
The conflict between Lu Siyin and Bai Yun, no matter how wrong it is, is still their academy's own business.
But it's not an outsider's turn to judge.
"Your Excellency seems to have no regrets at all. No matter what your purpose is, if you hurt the people of Tianfu Academy, you must pay the price and take action!"
Liu Yunyan shouted coldly.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Suddenly, figures appeared through the sky one after another. Many people from Tianfu Academy
The master killed Lin Yun.
Looking at the dozen or so figures approaching, Lin Yun sneered and raised his hand.
Buzz!
The flower-burial sword in Lu Siyin's hand suddenly buzzed and trembled, trying to break free.
"Damn it, don't move."
He was panic-stricken and held on tightly with both hands.
Can it be pulled and held?
sword!
Lin Yun shouted softly, and the Flower Burial Sword turned into a streak of light and fell into his hand.
"I feel wronged to you..."
Looking at the marks left on the sword in the past few days, Lin Yun whispered to himself, completely ignoring the dozen or so figures who came to kill him.
Damn it...this guy looks down on others!
This behavior made the faces of more than ten Tianfu Academy disciples in the air look extremely ugly.
But the next moment, these people regretted it.
Lin Yun raised his eyes and glanced, with a smile on his lips. The buried flower in his hand connected with his thoughts. In an instant, the light overflowed, blooming like a dream, dazzling and brilliant.
At this moment, Burial Flower returns, showing off his sharp edge!
The flower-burial sword in Lin Yun's hand seemed to have been reborn, washed away, and its sharp edge was irresistible.
With the heart towards the sword, move forward indomitably!
Feeling the trembling of the funeral flowers, Lin Yun's heart was pounding, and the long-lost fighting spirit turned into hot blood, boiling and burning in his chest.
When all the purple kites bloomed, the surging true energy was poured into the sword body without any reservation.
My sword, the glory lasts forever!
Lin Yun held the sword in one hand, facing the dozen or so figures coming to kill, and slashed out angrily.
To be continued...