Who is coming?

Naturally, it was by the Black Lotus Lake. He was looking for his fellow Jiange Lin Yun. After he separated from Feng Ye, he rushed over to the lake.

As soon as they arrived, they saw the scene of the three people from Hunyuan Sect fighting against senior brother Chen Xuanjun.

Seeing that Senior Brother Chen was in danger, before anyone arrived, the burial foil was taken out of its sheath. Under the perfusion of True Yuan and Half-Step Innate Sword Intent, he broke through the air and blocked Zhang Yan's fatal blow.

Whoosh!

With one blow, Zhang Yan was repelled, and Lin Yun performed the Seven Profound Steps to the extreme, and before he breathed, he landed in front of Senior Brother Chen.

"Lin Yun?"

The three core disciples of Hunyuanmen, Zhang Yan, Zhao Quan and Xiao Ming, saw Lin Yun. First shocked, then ecstatic, his eyes filled with cold light, condensed with icy killing intent.

"Little Junior Brother, these three are coming for you, hurry up!"

Chen Xuanjun couldn't care less and shouted quickly.

came for me?

"Come on, what are you going to..."

Zhao Quan grinned, stared at Lin Yun, and said strangely: "It seems that in the secret realm of the magic lotus, you have gained a good harvest? In less than a month, you have been promoted to the eighth level of Xuanwu, worthy of being a sword pavilion evildoer."

"It seems that this guy really can't stay. The ghost knows how far he will grow after he leaves the magic lotus secret realm alive."

"Go!"

Zhang Yan looked indifferent and gave a light command.

Zhao Quan and Xiao Ming each grinned, and the power of the ancient dragon and elephant permeated their entire bodies in the turbulent real yuan. The whole body is filled with a faint purple brilliance, which contains the fierceness of the ancient beasts.

"die!"

The two flew into the air, each punched, and slammed towards Lin Yun fiercely.

In midair, a thunderous sound of a battle cauldron suddenly sounded, and two fists fused with vigor and true essence. It seems that the air has been shattered, and before the fist light comes, the people who are forced by the great pressure are a little bit out of breath.

"Be careful...."

Chen Xuanjun exclaimed in surprise.

"Tips for carving insects."

Lin Yun's expression was calm and his face was calm.

Even though the three of them had cultivation bases of the ninth level of Xuanwu, there was no doubt that they were far from Feng Ye.

When he was at the seventh level of Xuanwu, he could be on par with Feng Ye, and now that both the cultivation technique and the realm were promoted at the same time, how could there be any more fear.

Let the burial foil on the ground squeak under the pressure of the fist. Lin Yun didn't draw his sword, he raised his hands and clenched his fingers tightly. The power of the dragon and elephant also filled the air and greeted him fiercely.

It's just that his dragon-elephant power is lingering with a faint ray of blood, which is more brutal, cruel and domineering than the two orthodox dragon-elephant fighting techniques.

Bang!

The fists were in the air, and they collided fiercely, like two ancient wild beasts rushing to kill together.

In the midst of the terrifying loud noise, the holy sound rang incessantly.

Zhao Quan and Xiao Ming, who took action, flashed consternation in their eyes. With the two of them working together, the power of the dragon elephant could not suppress Lin Yun.

It's incredible, can't believe it.

"Dragon Elephant Fighting Body Art, looking at the entire Primordial Sect, except for the core disciples, no one can cultivate the Dragon Elephant Fighting Body Art to Yanyun Fist, and the fire will burn the sky!

The power of the dragon elephant was burning, and it seemed that all the clouds in the sky were set ablaze, and a punch fell. The flames that filled the sky were like a ferocious and terrifying huge beast, and with the momentum of burning the sky, Lin Yun was instantly annihilated in it.

The punch was so powerful and the fire was so strong that outsiders almost noticed it.

The endless fire engulfed Lin Yun, horrified.

sword!

But before everyone had time to exclaim, they heard a soft drink, and the burial foil on the ground was still trembling. It turned into a flash of shock, and the shock flashed before entering the boundless flames.

Bright Moon Light!

The majestic sword force rose from the firelight, a dazzling sword light. Like a round of flat ground, the rising moon, with the trend of destroying the dead, crushed the fire of the flaming dragon and elephant on the spot.

Is the light of the firefly also worthy of competing with the bright moon?

The prestige was awe-inspiring, and the boundless fire that seemed to burn the sky devoured Lin Yun in less than half a breath. He was smashed into pieces by this bright moon-like sword force.

In the firelight, even if Zhang Yan retreated fast enough, this sword light still pulled a terrifying injury on his chest.

Drenched in blood, Zhang Yan's face turned pale after he landed.

"Brother."

Zhao Quan and Xiao Ming, their expressions changed greatly, and they hurried forward.

"No problem."

As Zhang Yan gritted his teeth, he stared at the young man in front of him.

The youth in the green shirt carried a sword box on his back, his long hair fluttered in the wind, and then he inserted the burial sword beside him, the last two inches into the ground.

Standing with his hands behind his back, he also looked at each other with a cold expression.

The three of them joined forces, and Lin Yun wanted to kill, but if he didn't show his trump card, it would be difficult.

But even if they don't have a hole card, if these three want to hurt Senior Brother Chen again, they have to ask him about the sword in his hand and agree or disagree.

hum!

Lin Yun waved his hand, his palm facing down, hovering over the hilt of the sword. Half-step innate sword intent is constantly accumulating, and there is a majestic sword force between heaven and earth, gathering from all directions.

The reckless sword intent has attracted many swordsmen's swords in the hands of the Black Lotus Lake, as if they are about to let go.

Everyone clung to the sword in their hands, and doubts flashed in their eyes, what is he doing?

The three Zhang Yan frowned slightly.

Just when a few people were in shock, Lin Yun, who had condensed half a step of Innate Sword Intent to the peak, snorted softly.

With a wave of his hand, the Burial Foil Sword rose from the ground, carrying the Heaven-shattering sword. In mid-air, it turned into a stream of light, kept spinning, and rushed towards the three of them.

call out!

Almost in the blink of an eye, the spinning burial sword, flashing with a cold light, fell down with the vast sword power.

Zhang Yan and the three were taken aback, and in a hurry, they quickly shot.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

One after another, the fists containing the vast real essence bombarded the burial foil, and secretly complained in the heart.

In the continuous loud noise, the three were forced to retreat more than ten steps by this sword. Only in Zhang Yan's roar, the sword was shaken back from the exit, and with a clear clang, the burial sword turned into a stream of light and stood on the ground.

"If the three of you are brave, just look over this sword."

Lin Yun looked indifferent and said lightly.

The faces of Zhang Yan and the three were extremely ugly in an instant, this Lin Yun was so arrogant. Under the watchful eyes of the public, a rising star actually threatened their three core disciples.

But when his eyes fell on the burial foil sword that was still trembling, he couldn't help but shudder in his heart.

The sharpness of Lin Yun's sword intent, the fearlessness of life and death, the domineering arrogance of whoever leaves me alone, and the indomitable arrogance, really made people dare not take his words lightly.

"It's terrifying... A rising star in Lingxiao Sword Pavilion actually forced back the three core disciples of Hunyuan Sect."

"Is it Lin Yun? In the princess' mansion, he became famous in one fell swoop, and his voice shocked Da Qin. He could not have imagined that he would grow so fast."

"Perhaps there is another chance in this magic lotus secret realm."

One sword knocked the three back, and one word scared the three of them, unable to move. Everyone who thought that Chen Xuanjun would die, no one expected it to be such a person.

When that young man, dressed in a green shirt, came like the moon on the wasteland with endless yellow sand.

No one could have imagined that the situation would be reversed so quickly.

Whoosh whoosh!

At this moment, there were several figures behind the two of them, and they rushed over quickly.

But it was the rest of the disciples of Hunyuan Sect and Lingxiao Sword Pavilion.

The reinforcements arrived, but the faces of Zhang Yan and the three were still not very good-looking.

If let the junior brother in the door know the embarrassing scene just now, but he can't explain it.

"let's go."

Before waiting for the disciples of High Heaven Sword Pavilion to gather, Zhang Yan left with a dark face and led a group of disciples from the Primordial Sect.

"Senior Brother Chen, what's going on?"

After Xinyan and Tang Tong helped Chen Xuanjun up, they looked at his injury and their expressions changed slightly.

"I'm afraid that this group of people from the Primordial Sect has to take action on the younger brother again. Brother Chen risked his life to save him, and he was injured so badly."

Tang Tong glanced at the situation and made a reasonable guess.

Chen Xuanjun smiled bitterly: "No, it was the three people from Hunyuanmen who surrounded and killed me. Fortunately, the younger brother came and saved my life, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

What?

Xin Yan, Tang Tong and the others, their faces changed drastically, just at this moment, Lin Yun put the funeral foil back into its sheath and walked over slowly.

Several people looked at Lin Yun, with surprised expressions in their eyes. Little Junior Brother, when did he become so strong, he managed to save Senior Brother Chen Xuanjun from the hands of the three core disciples of Hunyuan Sect.