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Chapter 625 Shot!

Chapter 625

A group of people from the Blood Feather Tower came over in a mighty manner. The three old men in blood clothes at the head had extremely gloomy expressions. They were all at the level of Yin Yang Realm.

In particular, the old man who spoke was the Inner Sect Elder of Blood Feather Tower, and he was the most terrifying.

Lin Yun's own sword intent was extremely fierce. Faced with the pressure of these three people, his expression did not waver. He just raised his eyebrows and took a rough look. The strong man in the Tianpo Realm in the opponent's sect had not moved. Obviously,

First, he was worried about his own identity, but he was worried about senior Tang Yu.

There were also people from the Sanjue Mansion who seemed not to want to get involved in this matter, and did not come with the Blood Feather Tower.

"Boy, what are you asking? Did you kill Leng Haoyu of the Blood Feather Tower?" Seeing that Lin Yun ignored him, the great elder of the Blood Feather Tower could not help but darken his face, and shouted coldly again.

There is real energy in the voice. If you drink coldly, if you are weak in cultivation, you will be shocked to the point of vomiting blood and be injured on the spot.

This life's angry shout was also extremely loud, attracting the attention of many people.

With the sword intent in his body, Lin Yun only felt a buzzing in his ears, but he was not injured. His expression was as usual and he said calmly: "Isn't the Blood Feather Tower wanted me in the first place? Can I kill this person?

What does it matter?"

"When I ask you a question, just answer it truthfully. There is no need to talk nonsense. Leng Haoyu, was it you who killed him?"

"Why bother talking nonsense with him? So many people in front of Xingjun's ancient tomb saw it with their own eyes, and he can't even try to quibble."

"Just capture him and take him back to the Blood Feather Tower, where he will be tortured to see if he still dares to speak harshly."

"Destroy him directly first!"

The expressions of the elders of the Blood Feather Tower were gloomy, their eyes filled with murderous intent, and their words were extremely domineering. They did not take Lin Yun into consideration at all. Their tone became louder than the last one. They first asked him if he had killed anyone, and then said that he should be captured directly.

What was even more irritable was that he threatened to kill him on the spot.

"How dare you, Lin Yun is the guest dean of our Tianfu Academy, when will it be your turn from the Blood Feather Tower to point fingers!" At this moment, Mo Ling led several elders of the academy and stood behind Lin Yun, with beautiful eyes.

The cold light is sharp.

Lin Yun killed Leng Haoyu to save her. She had to save Lin Yun no matter what she said today.

One of the three Yin-Yang Realm elders in the Blood Feather Tower saw Mo Ling standing up and said in a cold voice: "Ke Qing Deacon? Can a Ke Qing Deacon compare with the fate of my core disciples in the Blood Feather Tower? I advise you to be wise.

Tianfu Academy had better not get involved in this matter, otherwise, carefully consider the price of starting a war with me, Blood Feather Tower, for this person!"

Indeed, the guest deacon will have to leave sooner or later.

Compared with the core disciples of the sect, especially the core disciples like Leng Haoyu who are on the Longyun Ranking, their importance to their respective sects is incomparable.

The threat in these words was quite strong.

Mo Ling's expression was stern, without any fear: "Stop dreaming, Lin Yun is kind to our Tianfu Academy. Even if he is not from the academy today, Tianfu Academy will never sit idly by and watch!"

The extremely strong attitude surprised many outsiders.

In their view, after all, he is just a guest butler, and since he has to leave sooner or later, there is no need to have a conflict with Xueyulou because of this. After all, the gain outweighs the loss.

But at this moment, among the three old men in blood-clothed clothes, the Great Elder of the Blood Feather Tower, who had been silent for a while, suddenly burst out with majestic pressure and pushed forward without any warning.

Boom!

This pressure that had been building up for a long time suddenly came rolling in. Except for Lin Yun, Mo Ling and others were caught off guard. They were knocked back several steps and immediately distanced themselves from Lin Yun.

"Girl Pianzi, it's my turn to speak to you! This guy is the only one I'll kill. Who can stop me?"

The moment the voice fell, he rose into the air, hovering over Lin Yun's head like lightning. He raised his hand and fell down with a palm.

From the burst of pressure from his Yin-Yang realm to his lightning-like attack, it was almost done in one go, flowing smoothly, and it was so fast that it was dizzying.

If it were anyone else, I am afraid that in just a moment, he would be slapped into pulp by his palm.

boom!

The great elder of the Blood Feather Tower was in mid-air. The moment he spread his fingers, the sharp palm light crushed the sand on the ground into a dent. Immediately, the ground under Lin Yun's feet was like a quagmire. If he fell into it, he would definitely be trapped in it.

Unable to move.

Lin Yun had always been wary of this person. His sword was so close to his body that he reacted almost as soon as the other person moved.

But I still feel that under this palm, my body seems a little out of control.

Seven mysterious steps, the golden crow spreads its wings!

Without thinking much, before his feet could completely sink in, the golden crow seal behind Lin Yun bloomed with light, and he stretched out his arms, like a golden crow with wings, soaring into the sky.

Bang!

The moment he just soared into the air, the sunken ground exploded instantly, raising a pillar of sand that was hundreds of meters tall. Lin Yun had already dodged quite quickly, but he was still shaken by the aftermath. With a muffled groan, he kept spinning in mid-air.

.

"It runs pretty fast, but is it useful?"

The great elder of the Blood Feather Tower sneered, and the majestic palm that had not completely landed was forcefully taken back by him.

But immediately, the retracted palm hit Lin Yun in mid-air with even more terrifying pressure. The thick real energy condensed into the huge blood-red palm, and this one blast was enough to crush him.

Crush mountains and cross rivers.

"So irritable..."

"This Blood Feather Tower is completely unreasonable. A dignified elder of the sect, with a cultivation level in the Yin and Yang realm, will do it as soon as he says it."

"Hey, he said it was revenge, but he probably wanted to take advantage of Lin Yun's Heavenly Star Pearl. Other sects came from afar, and there were no strong men in the Heavenly Soul Realm to dominate the formation, which made the Blood Feather Tower more prestigious."

"I think Lin Yun is a little worried. After all, he is just a guest deacon. I think Tianfu Academy may not want to protect him."

"However, Lin Yun is not a light-saving lamp. Looking at the palm just now, I didn't even see it clearly, and he just dodged past."

"After all, I have defeated Ji Wuye, how can I lose this ability..."

"It's still very mysterious. Looking at the posture of Xueyu Tower, I have made up my mind to leave him here in Kushuo Sea today."

No matter how strong Lin Yun is, after all, he only has the cultivation level of Yangxuan Realm. He is separated from the Yin-Yang Mirror by a big realm, which is really far away. In the eyes of everyone, he will suffer too much if he takes action, and the situation is probably quite bad.

.

As he spoke, Lin Yun was surrounded by danger and looked slightly embarrassed under the fierce offensive of the old man in blood.

The elders and disciples of the Blood Feather Tower suddenly sneered.

"This guy didn't join the sect like us, yet he dares to kill people at will. He really isn't afraid of death."

"Deacon Keqing is Deacon Keqing after all. He considers himself too important. Xue Yulou is determined to kill him. No one can protect him!"

"Ji Wuye can't defeat him, so I don't believe that the elders of the Yin and Yang realm can't do anything to him even if they take action!"

Among the top ten on the outside list, those who had been defeated by Lin Yun before looked quite amused. Seeing Lin Yun's situation, they even felt a little happy and gloating about his misfortune.

"Senior Tang Yu..."

When Mo Ling saw this, he immediately looked at Senior Tang Yu, the strong man of Heavenly Soul, with a pleading look in his eyes.

"Be patient and don't be impatient."

Senior Tang Yu looked solemn, but did not take action.

He felt a little helpless in his heart. He didn't pay much attention to the three Yin-Yang Realm elders in the Blood Feather Tower. What really made him fearful was the Tianpo Realm strongman in the Blood Feather Tower who had been standing at the rear, Wu

front

!

This old guy kept a close eye on him, and he didn't dare to move rashly at all.

As long as he is distracted for a moment, with the opponent's Tianpo realm cultivation, he can kill Lin Yun in an instant with one move. Although the current situation is dangerous, it has not yet reached the real death situation, and he cannot mess up his position now.

But procrastinating like this was not an option. When the last resort came, he could only risk his injuries and take Lin Yun to leave the place forcibly.

"die!"

There was another shocking shout, and the great elder of the Blood Feather Tower smacked it out with a palm. The huge blood-colored palm fell, dust exploded, the ground collapsed, and the layers exploded. Waves of air enveloped the yellow sand in the sky, like wild beasts.

Keep chasing forward.

Lin Yun was very uncomfortable being chased. The opponent's attack was so fast and fierce that he was still unable to draw his sword. He could only use his body movements and did not dare to touch.

Without a sword in his hand, with this level of cultivation gap, a single touch would result in serious injury.

"This kid..."

The old man in blood-clothed frowned slightly, and after landing, his momentum paused for a moment. He shot out a total of seventy-two palms in a row, without any pause, in one go. Each palm had the power to crush the Yangxuan realm.

But under such heavy pressure, Lin Yun was only slightly shaken by the aftermath. It seemed dangerous, but in fact it was not harmful at all.

With such continuous attacks now, I have exhausted all my breath and must take a moment to slow down.

But the timing of this pause is quite clever, and it is only for a moment. If you are not sharp enough, you will hardly notice it.

Stopped?

Before Lin Yun landed, a strange color flashed in his eyes. He turned around immediately, beckoned and grabbed the funeral flower that popped out of the sword box behind his back, and raised the sword to unsheath it.

Wow!

The burial flower, which was promoted to a treasure weapon, overflowed with light and shone with dreamlike light. The blade of the sword was cold and piercing, and between the tremblings, there was a chill that made one's heart palpitate.

"Good sword."

Many people's eyes lit up and they couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Finally stopped running?"

The old man in blood-clothed clothes laughed ferociously and turned into a blood shadow. The blood shadow was like wind, blowing over in the blink of an eye. When the blood light condensed and revealed his figure, he had struck nine palms in the air. Each palm light was like a

A blood-colored mountain, nine mountains are connected together, covering the sky and the earth, and it is impressively an endless series of majestic mountains.

"Tiansuiyun!"

The sword in Lin Yun's hand erupted into a dazzling silver light in the air.

As the silver light bloomed, it evolved into a vast sword force, stirring up the yellow sand in the sky. In the blink of an eye, it condensed into a roaring storm of yellow sand. The dust in the storm collided with the rotating sword to create sharp sparks, with fierce

The sound of the sword kept ringing.

It looks like the yellow sand has condensed into a tornado, but in fact it is a storm of thick swords with unparalleled sharpness.

Bang!

In the blink of an eye, the storm hit the falling mountain, crushing it heavily and turning it into a bloody mess all over the sky.

"It's time for me to take action!"

Lin Yun raised his brows, and the majestic and powerful sword intent deep in his eyes was released without reservation, and the funeral flower in his hand trembled for no reason. Along with the loud sword sound, the sword power on his body became more and more fierce.

, like a sword unsealed, the light is dazzling.

At the end, when the sword intent in Lin Yun's body surged to a certain limit, the wild clouds in the sky scattered like crazy, like a sword spanning ten miles, forcibly cutting the boundless white clouds in half.

That kind of sword intent is spotless, compatible with heaven, and towering over the world.

In an instant, the expressions of all the major sects on the edge of Kushuo Sea, including the elders and disciples, all changed in an uproar.

"This sword intention..."

"Peak perfection! Definitely the peak perfection of innate sword intent!"


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