Chapter 147

As soon as the strong Wang family came out, the Quartet was suddenly silent.

Wang Bo was half a step away from the entrance, and the other Wang family experts were all elites from the seven and six orifices without exception.

Moreover, the resources of the Wang family, even if the three overlord-level sects add up, are not comparable to their fractions.

Under the same realm, the accumulation of resources is different, the martial arts and martial arts are different, and the strength can be said to be very different.

In the same half-step profound entrance, the elders of Blood Cloud Sect and Jin Yanzong, compared with Wang Bo, can feel a very obvious gap.

The aura emanating from Wang Bo's body is like a mountain, steady and solid. It gives people an unfathomable feeling, such as a surging river.

If you push for a little bit, that kind of prestige will make people even stunned.

"hateful……"

On the seventh lotus platform, Ming Ye bit his lip lightly, his expression hesitant.

It seems that he wants to help, but he is afraid of offending the Wang family.

Just when he finally made up his mind and was about to get up, the elder in gray beside him pressed him down: "Don't be reckless..."

Near the lotus platform occupied by High Heaven Sword Pavilion, a disciple asked: "Senior brother, did this person understand the sword intent? If it is true, he is also a talent, and he may not be able to save him."

The people present were all swordsmen, so naturally they had a good impression of Lin Yun.

With the strength of High Heaven Sword Pavilion, if you want to save it, you will definitely be able to save it.

As long as Bai Lixuan nods his head.

"If he really comprehends Sword Intent, I can't let High Heaven Sword Pavilion let go of such talents. Unfortunately... it's only half-step Sword Intent.

Bai Lixuan said indifferently: "This kind of person who is not a real evildoer, but is arrogant and ignorant, what is the use of it. A little carelessness will lead to premature death, but it's just a waste of resources."

His words were contemptuous, and what Lin Yun did was just ignorant and fearless, full of contempt.

But in fact, he is aloof, and has the position of the stars holding the moon in the High Heaven Sword Pavilion.

If there are resources and resources, and there is a background in the background, there will be a hundred responses, and no one dares to obey. How can we understand the misery of the little people.

If you don't take your life to blog, don't fight, don't fight, how can you get ahead!

Today, Lin Yun, there is no way out, no one can drive him down from this lotus platform.

Wang Ning sneered and said, "Lin Yun, if you can beg for mercy and apologize today, then give my senior brother my care to protect the sword in your hand. It is not impossible for my Wang family to keep occupying this lotus pedestal, so you can continue to occupy it!

"

As he spoke, he threw a sword and fell in front of Lin Yun.

With a sway, the sword fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yun couldn't help but think of all kinds of Qingyunzong, and was a little stunned.

Half a sound, expressionless.

Reaching out his hand, he sucked the sword on the ground into his palm.

The sword is half an inch out, the cold light is piercing, and the edge is fully displayed. Although it is only a mid-grade profound tool, the quality is excellent, and it is not much less than the average high-grade profound tool.

"This Lin Yun... I really thought he was a man. I didn't expect to give in so quickly."

"What's the difference between beggars and beggars? Throw a heel bone and pick it up immediately."

"It's a shame that he scolded Wang Ning so hard just now!"

There were many voices of contempt from the four directions, and looking at Lin Yun's expression, he seemed a little disgusted.

Wang Ning couldn't stop sneering in his heart. Sure enough, the sword slave is still the same sword slave... Do you think that if you really beg me for mercy, I will let you go?

For a moment, Wang Ning felt extremely happy, and smiled: "Lin Yun, don't give it to senior brother, take good care of it. Also show everyone, when you were a sword slave in Qingyun, senior brother remembers that you are a swordsman. Very clever..."

But before he finished speaking, he saw Lin Yun and drew his sword out of its scabbard. With a slight fold, the mid-grade Xuanbing that was full of radiance and sharp edges broke on the spot.

rub rub!

Broken sword fragments, with a sharp edge, were inserted on the ground.

Lin Yun held the bare hilt of the sword, with a grin on his delicate face, a slightly innocent smile said: "It really is a waste, and the sword it matches is also such a waste. Junior brother is very embarrassed now, otherwise, you can change the sword again. Give me a try."

He smiled innocently, but his words slapped Wang Ning's face hard like a slap in the face.

"My Autumn Light Sword!"

Wang Ning, who was still laughing just now, looked extremely ugly. Forged by the top swordsmiths of the Wang family, it is even more powerful than ordinary high-grade profound tools.

But Lin Yun, just cut him off like that!

Everyone suddenly realized that they couldn't help but smile, and now everyone can see it.

Lin Yun was just playing tricks on Wang Ning, and he didn't mean to give in at all.

"Stubborn, I see that you really don't want to live today!"

Seeing that Lin Yun was so stubborn, Wang Bo snorted coldly, and let him go. Immediately, a shocking gust of wind swept across all directions.

Ling Lie's killing intent was like substance, with a whistling cold wind, and the stabbed person couldn't open his eyes.

"Old man, if you want to do something, just come and see if I, Lin Yun, will be afraid of you today!"

Lin Yun's expression was indifferent, fighting against each other, not giving in at all.

"Shut up, I'll slap you in the face!"

Whoosh whoosh!

As if changing shapes and shadows, Wang Bo's figure flickered, and when he raised his hand, he slapped Lin Yunshi with a slap in the face.

The unpredictable movement, coupled with the terrifying cultivation, caused bursts of exclamations when he raised his hand.

If this slap was about to fall, Lin Yun would vomit blood on the spot and break a mouthful of teeth.

"Good come!"

Lin Yun lowered his face, turned his hand, and the black light token appeared in the palm of his hand. The purple kite spirit energy in the body suddenly surged into the token.

Suddenly, bright black light erupted frantically, and a sword force that made everyone's heart palpitate swept out from the token.

"what is this?"

"What a strong sword power... Half a step into the entrance isn't so scary, right?"

"Unbelievable!"

Bang!

Ten thousand strands of black light condensed, and a hazy gray figure was filled with the ancient atmosphere of vicissitudes. With the sword box on its back, it was born from the condensed black light, and everyone looked over in horror.

"This is?"

Wang Bo's body froze, looking at the gray figure in the air, feeling a trace of inexplicable fear.

Whoosh whoosh!

Just when he was in doubt, the gray figure, holding a sword, slashed down wildly.

In the blink of an eye, three terrifying sword beams fell quickly and ruthlessly.

Wang Bo's expression changed greatly, he avoided the two swords in a thrilling manner, and greeted him with the last palm.

Bang!

The sword light exploded, and Wang Bo was directly blown away, and fell back to the place where the Wang family warriors gathered.

"The obsession of this ancient power!"

"This Lin Yun really has a treasure in his hand."

Seeing the gray figure with such terrifying strength, the three swords shook Wang Bo and everyone was shocked.

Lin Yun's expression was solemn, and he did not dare to take it lightly.

Jin Yanzong's half-profound powerhouse was severely injured with only three swords, but this Wang Bo obviously still had the strength to fight, and he did not suffer multiple injuries.

"Wang family warriors obey orders, let's take action together!"

Seeing the blurry gray figure, holding the sword in his hand, he rushed over with the breath of ancient vicissitudes.

Wang Bo spoke and roared loudly.

For a time, many strong men in the Wang family shot at the same time, and all kinds of ultimate moves were used, and they slammed towards the gray figure.

However, the gray figure kept walking and waving his sword.

Bang bang bang!

Every time a sword strikes, a strong Wang family must be severely injured, with various ultimate martial arts. In front of his sword glow, it was completely unstoppable.

The invincible potential revealed by the gray figure, the people who watched it were amazed and speechless.

One person, one sword, invincible!

In a short time, many strong men of the Wang family were injured all over the ground, and they fell to the ground and groaned in pain.

This kind of tyranny cannot be explained by common sense.

"How could this be..." Wang Ning, who had been arrogant before, now turned ashen, obviously stupid.

At the critical moment, Wang Bo took a strong shot, and by himself, finally blocked the gray figure's maddening advance.

"good chance."

In the distance, the red-clothed elder from the blood-clothed gate saw this, but his eyes lit up, and his toes were a little heavy on the ground.

Holding a blood-colored heavy ruler, he fiercely killed Lin Yun.

As soon as the other party moved, Lin Yun sensed the murderous intent, turned around and raised his head, staring at him.

call out!

The two sides looked at each other instantly, and the elder in red in the air was slightly taken aback by Lin Yun's gaze.

Thinking of the losses suffered in Lin Yun's hands before, the movements in his hands could not help but slow down by half a point.

It was at this moment that the gray figure who fought against Wang Bo left the battle. Turning around with a sword, he slashed towards the red-clothed elder. This sword was merciless, like a flash of shock.

It is like a thunderous thunder, piercing the sky, and falling with the supreme sword power.

There was a trace of panic in the eyes of the red-clothed elder, and he quickly retreated. He couldn't stop this sword at all.

Bang!

But it was still too late, the sword light fell on him, and it flew directly to the ground.

In the blood sputtering, the half-step profound entrance powerhouse who fell to the ground was unable to get up again, and completely lost his combat effectiveness.

Lin Yun's eyes swept away, and he fell coldly on the people of Xueyunmen.

"Run!"

Xuetu turned pale with fright, picked up the severely injured red-clothed elder, and flew away regardless of the lotus platform he occupied.

He was really afraid that Lin Yun would kill and kill all his blood cloud clan members.

With just one glance, the overlord of Qingyang County, Xueyunmen, was frightened and fled.

Even the lotus platform he occupied was given up.

The gray figure, standing beside Lin Yun, looked hazy and unfathomable.

Many of the strong men of the Wang family gasped for breath, and their faces were all relieved, obviously they were quite frightened just now.

"Is anyone else dissatisfied?"

Lin Yun's unflattering voice sounded again, and no one dared to say half a word in the preaching square.

"Uncle Po..."

Wang Ning gritted his teeth angrily and said unwillingly.

"Don't talk, I'm seriously injured, don't mess with him again, show him my flaws... It's incredible."

Wang Bo said in a low voice, indicating that the strong Wang family had all retreated.

Wang Ning was terrified in his heart, opened his mouth wide, and was completely speechless.

For a while, everyone in the Wang family looked at Lin Yun, and their eyes were filled with fear.

Someone dissatisfied with the voice echoed in all directions, but no one answered for a long time...

"Then someone, Lin, will be disrespectful to this lotus pedestal." Lin Yun stretched out his hand and retrieved the burial foil.