Chapter 437
After a few people landed, they looked at Wang Yan who was taking the sword back into the sheath, and they stepped forward to congratulate them.
Wang Yan was full of energy and blood, and he felt hearty and joyous. The prince, the pill given to him was really extraordinary, and it broke the eight-fold shackles of Xuanwu in one fell swoop.
“Senior brother’s strength, I am afraid that within a year, he will be eligible to hit the top rankings.”
“In the top ten on the list, there will be Brother Wang Yan’s name sooner or later.”
“I look at the Lingxiao sword pavilion, I am afraid that no one is the opponent of the senior apprentice except the disciple of the sky list.”
Listening to the flattery of the Eight Great King Kong, Wang Yan showed a thick smile on his face and enjoyed it very much.
Originally, after coming out of the Silent Mountains, he was in a panic and panic.
Unexpectedly, Xin Jue was still dead when he was hitting straight.
Today, the eldest prince came to congratulate Bai Lixuan for breaking through the Eucharist, and specially came to see him first.
It also made him feel confident, without any fear.
But if he was given another chance, he still chose to kill Lin Yun, not regretting his decision.
This sword slave caused him to be humiliated several times, especially to behead Wang Ning face to face, it was his life’s shame.
Thinking of Lin Yun, Wang Yan’s smile on his face narrowed, and he said coldly: “This little sword slave, haven’t he come back yet?”
“I haven’t come back, the people’s congress that went to the magic lotus secret realm has already returned, but Lin Yun is not among them…”
“I heard that Bai Lixuan went to Luojia Mountain deliberately, but no one found him.”
“Hehe, I really didn’t expect that Bai Lixuan and Lin Yun still have old grudges, this sword slave finally has someone to heal him.”
“Bai Lixuan is really an evildoer. After leaving the customs, he has cultivated for a long time. I heard that he has defeated six disciples of the sky list, and all of them have only used less than ten moves.”
“The horror of the Eucharist, I definitely can’t understand it.”
Listening to the words of the Eight Great King Kong, Wang Yan said with a smile: “I’m particularly looking forward to what he will look like when he returns to the Lingxiao sword pavilion and sees Bai Lixuan who has achieved the sacramental body.”
“Long time no see, Brother Wang Yan still cared about Lin as always.”
Just at this moment, a voice rang out for no reason, coming with the wind.
A few people followed the sound, and they saw the eaves of a palace outside the martial arts arena. The youth in the green shirt, carrying a sword box on his back, his clothes follow the wind, hunting and hunting.
The boy raised his eyebrows, and the next moment he appeared in the martial arts field.
“Lin Yun!”
Wang Yan’s face suddenly changed in an uproar, and he was startled.
Wearing a green shirt, long hair dancing lightly, and a sword box on his back.
It’s not Lin Yun, who else is there?
After he rushed from the imperial capital to the sword pavilion, he did not go anywhere, and went directly to the residence of the Gentlemen League.
It was a coincidence that Wang Yan just happened to see this Wang Yan fighting against the Eight Great King Kong.
If he was very happy, even interested, he talked about himself…
When Lin Yun suddenly appeared on the martial arts arena, Wang Yan was shocked. But immediately, he calmed down. Killing is forbidden in the High Heaven sword pavilion. No matter who violates it, he will be killed without pardon. This is the iron law.
Without this iron law, Lin Yun would have been slaughtered by him countless times in the sword pavilion.
Unexpectedly, Feng Shui turned around so quickly.
The iron law that he hated to death at the beginning has now become the sword of protection for himself.
What’s more, this is the Gentlemen’s League!
Hundreds of Jiange disciples who are loyal to him are all gathered here. Does Lin Yun still want to shake the sky?
“Little Sword Slave, what are you doing here? Is this place where your Sword Slave can come? Get out!”
Wang Yan’s face was sullen, and a chill flashed in his eyes, staring at Lin Yun coldly.
The Eight Great King Kong looked cautious, beckoning, and the disciples of the Gentlemen League outside the martial arts venue quickly moved closer.
Like, too much…
Lin Yun looked at the other person’s eyes, and this face in his mind constantly overlapped with the eyes he saw in the Silence Mountains.
When they are completely overlapped, they are exactly the same.
That’s enough.
Raising his hand, Lin Yun held the burial sword that popped out of the box, and walked forward coldly with a blank expression on his face.
“Dare to come to my Gentlemen League to run wild and find death! Give me a good lesson to this sword slave!”
Seeing Lin Yun approaching step by step, Wang Yan’s eyes flashed with killing intent, and he shouted coldly.
Suddenly, a sharp blade with a handle, drew the sword out of its sheath, the cold light was lingering and shining more than ever.
Cang!
But the swords in the hands of these members of the Gentlemen’s League had just been pulled out half an inch, and they heard a piercing sword sound, resounding in all directions and reverberating.
The sound of the sword was loud, like a roar of a blue dragon, covering up the sound of hundreds of them withdrawing their swords.
It was like a river poured into the vast ocean, and there was no life and no trace in an instant.
Wow!
When the funeral foil is out of its sheath, the bright sword light is like a shooting star across the sky, the light is dazzling, and the only dark on the martial arts field.
Cengcengcengceng!
With the sword in their hands, under Lin Yun’s powerful half-step innate sword intent, they trembled and couldn’t control it at all.
A long sword was thrown out of his hand and thrust into the ground. As if kneeling down and worshiping the king, crawling, shaking…
The vast sword power, like the light of fireflies, competes with Haoyue for brilliance.
Everyone in the Gentlemen League brushed their faces and immediately turned pale.
Hundreds of sharp swords stuck on the ground were like merciless mockery, like cold-blooded slaps, slapped on their faces.
Except for the Eight Great King Kong and a handful of people, all the sabers of the others flew out, except for the eight great diamonds and a handful of people who could do everything they could to hold the sword in their hands.
The sword is the life of a swordsman.
The sword is there, the sword breaks and the death, a swordsman, can’t even hold the sword, it is the greatest humiliation.
With such strength, Wang Yan actually imagined that he would teach Lin Yun a lesson.
It’s so idiotic that people talk about dreams, and they don’t know what to do.
Too many ants can kill an elephant?
mistaken!
No matter how many ants are ants, they can’t bite an elephant. On the contrary, an elephant can kill countless ants with just one sneeze.
If you want to kill an elephant, you are at least a wolf.
It is a pity that these people are no different from ants in front of Lin Yun.
His current strength is no longer what it used to be, and it is incomparable.
Cultivating the ancient golden golden age inheritance technique, mastering the pinnacle consummation spirit-level top-grade sword technique, the unparalleled half-step innate sword intent, the horror cultivation base of the nine-fold Xuanwu…
Not to mention, there are Dragon Elephant Fighting Body Jue and Dragon Tiger Fist, and the secret technique is the magic sword.
His hole cards, his methods, and his horror have long surpassed Wang Yan’s imagination.
In front of the members of the Gentlemen’s League, Wang Yan’s cultivation base barely reached the ninth level of Xuanwu, and the others were no better than the eighth level of Xuanwu.
What is the use of such waste, no matter how large it is?
Hum!
The gleaming sword body trembling unceasingly, Lin Yun single-handed the sword, step by step, walked forward.
The invisible sword force fell on the people of the Gentlemen League, causing many people to be stressed and painful, their legs trembling, and it was extremely difficult to stand firmly.
The Eight Great King Kong guarding Wang Yan’s heart was shocked, and the look in his eyes was extremely horrified.
Their impression of Lin Yun still lingered in the fact that the other party had only the five-layered cultivation base of Xuanwu, and the Chi Yan banner could compete with them.