The disciples at the scene were staggered by the trembling earth, and none of them could stand firm.
By the time everyone steadied their bodies and came back to their senses, the sight in front of them... had already made their scalps tremble.
Zhu Biru is still caught by Lin Yang!
But she no longer looked dignified and noble as before. Instead, her hair was disheveled and her face was covered in blood, making her look particularly ferocious.
"Asshole...bastard!!"
Zhu Biru was dizzy, extremely angry, and struggling like crazy.
But no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free from Lin Yang's wrist.
"ah!!"
Finally, Zhu Biru roared, and a large amount of flame-like aura overflowed from her body, covering Lin Yang.
It's a pity that Lin Yang is still immune to this.
"Something's wrong!"
"Quick, go help Senior Sister Zhu!"
Finally, the disciples around him couldn't hold it any longer, and with Yuan Lanyi's roar, they all rushed forward, intending to besiege Lin Yang.
"What? Do you want to do it together? I'm not afraid even if you do it together!"
Lin Yang said calmly, and suddenly raised his arms to throw them at the rushing crowd.
Whoosh!
Zhu Biru's body crashed into the crowd like a cannonball, instantly knocking down a group of disciples.
Many disciples were hit with severe head injuries, and some even fainted on the spot.
The scene was a mess.
"What?"
Yuan Lanyi was extremely shocked.
Bai Haoxin here was completely stunned.
That’s Zhu Biru!
One of the Four Holy Heroes, Zhuque Zhu Biru!
Surprisingly...it was such a disastrous failure...
His face turned pale, and he stared at Lin Yang blankly. For some reason, his whole body could not help but tremble slightly.
The previous scene in the Changsheng Heavenly Palace came back to my mind, and my eyes, which had been full of energy just now, were filled with fear again...
"How could this happen? This Lin Yang's strength... seems to be stronger than before! Why? Why??"
Bai Hao's heart was trembling, and he was already somewhat disoriented.
As for Wei Xinjian, it was completely petrified.
"Lin Yang... so strong?" He murmured and looked, his brain was a little hot.
Wei Xinjian is well aware of the strength of Zhuque and Zhubiru.
In his opinion, although Lin Yang was stronger than him, he could not compete with Zhu Biru.
But now... Lin Yang not only defeated Zhu Biru... but also defeated him in a crushing way!
how so?
Is it possible that Lin Yang's strength...is higher than that of the Four Saints?
Wei Xinjian feels incredible.
But having said that, such a person is indeed qualified to be his master, but compared with the truly powerful people like Zi Xuantian, he is obviously not qualified...
The scene was a mess.
There were some disciples who tried to resist, but they were unable to catch Lin Yang's move and were all beaten down.
"Damn it! Extremely abominable! I swear to kill you!"
Zhu Biru roared and got up. Her face was covered in blood and her hair was disheveled. She no longer had the grace as a senior sister before, and now she was even more terrifying as a ghost.
She held the soft sword and rushed forward again. Although her arm was injured, she danced desperately. The frightening sword light rippled, as if she wanted to tear everything apart.
"Go to hell!"
Zhu Biru roared, aimed at Lin Yang's strong neck, and directly swung the soft sword over fiercely.
sound!!!
The soft sword sounds like the phoenix again.
The whole body of the sword is fiery red, and the scorching high temperature adheres to it, like a blazing sun sword slashing down.
This sword used Zhu Biru’s full strength!
She wants to split Lin Yang in half!
call!
The soft sword struck down.
Powerful!
The sword blade slashed away, but Lin Yang didn't take precautions.
In Zhu Biru's opinion, Lin Yang must have been too late to take precautions!
Because the speed of this sword also exceeded her limit!
Lin Yang will definitely not be able to react!
"Die! Die! Die!"
Zhu Biru roared in her heart.
final.
The soft sword struck Lin Yang hard on the shoulder.
It's just that...everything didn't seem to be as ZhuVi expected...
The soft sword did not split Lin Yang in half, it was only pressed against his neck, and could not enter another half...
This time, Zhu Biru gave up completely!
She looked at the soft sword around Lin Yang's neck with dull eyes, her heart was trembling wildly, and her pupils were trembling...
