"I hope so."

Feng Jue's mood stabilized a little, and then turned to leave, Lin Zhen looked at him without stopping.

I can only pray that nothing happens.

Otherwise, he would really make trouble and provoke the old swordsman, and the eight major factions would have to suffer the consequences.

"Elder Lin, who is Master Feng's younger brother?"

Several elders of the Dragon Vein Realm nearby asked, Lin Zhen was a little stunned, and no one knew the name of Jian Jingtian.

Time flies so fast, eighteen years have passed in the blink of an eye.

"Who else could it be... There are so many masters in the top three, unimaginable.

"I've already said that, I'm the burial playboy. No matter who it is today, whoever stops me will die." Lin Yun said only one sentence, and immediately rushed over.

Qin Tian and Zhang Yan were both shocked, it was hard to tell the truth from the fake for a while, and they didn't know why Lin Yun was so arrogant.

But faintly, I felt the blood boil again, and I was very excited.

This is the swordsman, even if he is alone, he has no fear in the face of the eight sects.

Suddenly, they shivered, like falling into an ice cave, shivering coldly.

Looking up, I don't know when, Lin Yun has stopped.

The mountain road ahead was guarded by the disciples of the great faction. A figure, silver fir ragged, covered in blood, knelt on the ground in embarrassment.

Qin Tian and the two were shocked, it was Jiang Lichen, the senior brother of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect!