The iron tower giant's complexion changed drastically, his thick thighs snapped off, and at the same time, his whole body was thrown flying more than ten meters high.
Somersaulted in the air, unable to control his body shape, falling head to foot.
"kill!"
Lin Yi's second blow arrived, and the iron leg swept across, like a thousand troops crossing the border, bringing out unparalleled lethality. Fall on the head of the Tower Giant.
boom--
The huge head exploded, and then the body fell heavily on the ground, with pillars of blood splashing everywhere.
"Fuck me, the black bear is dead, this..."
"Nimma. This kid is a pervert. He kills people at the fourth level and keeps people alive."
"Peerless murderer, I must never offend him."
The onlookers were all shocked, the invincible fighting power of the young man made everyone terrified.
"Brother Wu, what should we do?"
A group of old disciples of the Qingzhou Association were terrified. They found that it was not a wise thing to come here today to deal with this new disciple. The latter was stronger than anyone imagined.
"Let's go together and kill him! Bright guy." The horse-faced young man's face was gloomy, and he never thought that a disciple who just entered Chu Ling Academy would have such strength?
clatter~~~
More than a dozen old disciples of the Qingzhou Association showed their swords and came to kill Lin Yi. Some had knives, some had swords, and some held spears.
They used weapons one by one, and with weapons in hand, these people became much more courageous, and they were no longer afraid of the terrifying boy.
kill!
Lin Yi's face remained unchanged, and he raised his foot to kill the crowd, even facing a group of warriors with weapons, he was not afraid at all.
His thick qi and blood were revealed, and every pore was pumping out the essence. On the skin, there is a layer of faint metallic luster, as if cast from refined copper.
Just in case, he quietly activated the Wan Dao Golden Body Art.
Chi~~
The first person to kill, he lightly shook the long sword in his hand, the sword skill was strange, like a spirit snake, the tip of the sword blocked Lin Yi's left eye.
Click!
Before his attack came, Lin Yi still launched an attack, and quickly raised his leg to break the wrist of the warrior holding the sword.
The latter's arm was broken, and the long sword in his hand flew away.
at the same time!
puff--
Lin Yi took a step forward, his ferocious fist was like a dragon, driving straight in, piercing the man's heart. The latter's body flew upside down, with huge force, two or three people behind him vomited blood.
chi chi chi~~~
Lin Yi pointed like a sword, moved the sword like flying, and the sharp sword energy fell into the crowd behind like raindrops.
Ding Ding Dang Dang~~~~
Some people took out their weapons and received the fierce sword energy, while others waved their fists and feet to smash the sword energy.
These fighters are relatively powerful masters of energy transformation, and they cannot be solved by a mere sword qi.
Chuling Academy, the outer courtyard.
In a hall.
On the first seat of the main hall, sat a tall old man with white beard and hair, and a pale complexion. The red light on his face and his snow-white beard and hair seemed a bit out of place.
At first glance, he looks like a fairy with a strong sense of demeanor.
At this time, his face was serious, and his brows were deeply furrowed.
Below him, a pair of young men and women were sitting upright. The young men and women were none other than Yang Qingwan and Lu Yun, two mentors who had just returned from Yuezhou.
The two looked respectful, even though they were warriors at the peak of the Tongxuan Realm, they could still feel the vast aura of the old man.
"Yin soldiers? You said that there were yin soldiers in Yuezhou, and Wuyue Hou Chu Kuang disappeared because he killed the yin soldiers."
As the old man spoke, his brows furrowed even deeper, and between the two crouching silkworm eyebrows, the word "Chuan" was squeezed out.
"Yes! Dean Wu, as far as the two disciples know, this is indeed the case." Yang Qingwan clasped her fists and said.
"What's going on? Tell me carefully!" the old man asked while twisting his beard.
Yang Qingwan recalled it carefully, and then said, "Back to the dean, according to Wu Yuehou's official family and Yuezhou disciples, there are a few disciples from Lanyue City. On the way to Yuezhou to participate in the disciple exchange meeting, they met Yin soldiers borrowed..."
"An excuse from the Yin soldiers?"
The old man's body shook, and an astonishing coercion suddenly emanated from him. The powerful aura directly interrupted Yang Qingwan's words.
"Dongsheng burns the blood of battle, Yin soldiers enter the pagoda, traverse the nine thousand realms, and raise their hands to suppress the three wastelands."
The old man sighed and muttered to himself, "It seems that something terrible will happen in Dongsheng Continent."
"Something terrible happened?"
Yang Qingwan and Lu Yun looked at each other, and there was a flash of horror in their eyes. If the vice president can say the word horror, something big will happen.
Just what the hell is it? Yang Qingwan, Lu Yun and others have been at a loss. The poem mentioned by the deputy dean suddenly became popular a few months ago, but no one could clearly explain all the meanings expressed in the fable poem.
When they first heard about Yin Bing, they immediately thought of that fable poem, and they always had a creepy feeling.
After sighing, the old man raised his eyebrows, glanced at Yang Qingwan, and signaled her to continue.
"Yeah!" Yang Qingwan nodded, and then said, "Because of encountering Yin soldiers to make excuses, those disciples of Blue Moon City were contaminated with karma and were entangled by Yin soldiers. Half of them died in the hands of Yin soldiers. They entered Wuyuehou's mansion. Wuyuehou Chu Kuang killed the Yin soldiers, and the remaining disciples of Blue Moon City survived, but Chu Kuang disappeared without knowing what happened. Some people said that Chu Kuang was killed The Yin soldiers were killed, and some people said that something bad happened to Chu Kuang. The disciples felt that no matter what the final outcome was,
He, his disappearance is most likely related to the Yin soldiers. "
Lu Yun opened his mouth, with a serious expression on his face, and said, "Teacher Yang is right. With Marquis Wu Yuehou's strength, even in my Chu Ling Academy, he is also an extremely strong man. Except for Yin soldiers, there is absolutely no one could hurt him."
"Um!"
The old man nodded, "Don't think too much about this matter, His Majesty will send someone to investigate. Also, try not to spread the news about the Yin soldiers, so as not to cause panic. Those disciples of Blue Moon City should not disturb them."
"Disciple understands!"
Yang Qingwan and the two nodded, and the old man waved his hand to signal the two to leave.
"Uh..." The two looked at each other, showing hesitation, but did not leave immediately.
"Principal...the disciple is unclear about one thing." Yang Qingwan finally said.
"Oh? What's the matter?" The old man returned to his smile.
"Dong Sheng burned the blood of battle, Yin soldiers entered the pagoda, crossed the nine thousand realms, and raised their hands to suppress the three wastelands. What does this fable poem express?" Yang Qingwan asked.
"Um?"
The old man's face changed slightly when he heard the words, he let out a breath slowly, and said heavily, "As far as I know, a demon of demons will appear in this world of ours, and this world will undergo earth-shaking changes because of his appearance."
"Hiss... the devil of the devil?"
Yang Qingwan and Lu Yun gasped when they heard the words, and spoke in unison.
They were shocked by the old man's words, if there is a demon within a demon in this world. So, what is their fate? What will be the fate of this world?
... ·
Whoosh!
Waves of sharp sword energy emanated from Lin Yi's fingers and landed in the crowd, but did not cause much damage. Warriors above the intermediate level of Huajin cannot be easily solved by exercising their energy.
"die!"
A martial artist at the sixth level of Huajin jumped up high, and his sharp sword qi slashed down with the sound of wind and thunder. Criticize Lin Yi's Baihui acupoint vertically, with a chilling aura that makes people shudder.
at the same time.
Chi!
A long spear stabbed towards Lin Yi's throat with a cold light, and the speed was unbelievably fast.
Holding a long spear was a young man at the seventh level of transformation energy. His powerful cultivation base and ferocious weapons added a bit of hostility to the whole person.
"open!"
Lin Yi shouted loudly, raised his fist to dominate the sky, his ferocious fist exuded a strong metallic light, and abruptly met the opponent's sword. Shake the white blade empty-handed.
Kacha~~~
The martial artist at the sixth level of Huajin was shocked, his blade shook, and was blown away by his fist, puff puff puff ~ ~ ~ scattered remnants flew, piercing himself with several blood holes, the deadliest piece of blade cut pierced his throat and ended his life.
"Oh my God! Smash the blade with bare hands, this... what a strong body."
Many warriors present turned pale with shock. Under normal circumstances, a person like Lin Yi who smashed swords with one punch would have to be a warrior of the Mysterious Realm to do so.
It is impossible for a martial artist in the realm of strength to rely on the strength of his physical body to be as strong as a sword.
Of course, that man's weapons were sharp ordinary soldiers, not spiritual weapons. Otherwise, Lin Yi would never dare to challenge him head-on.
Chi!
At this moment, the long-robbed attack also arrived, less than half a foot away from Lin Yi's throat. It was about to go through his throat.
brush!
At the critical moment, Lin Yi turned sideways, and the "Eight-foot Swimming Step" under his feet was running rapidly. While avoiding the opponent's attack, he grabbed the tip of the gun with his left hand and exerted a little force.
The martial artist at the seventh level of Huajin couldn't control his figure and rushed forward.
boom!
Lin Yi raised his knee, and the iron knee, which was as heavy as a mountain, hit the opponent's chest fiercely. The latter's body shook, his chest collapsed, and a row of bones in his chest broke, and his whole body was blown away by a boundless force. .
"Wow~~"
The martial artist at the seventh level of Huajin coughed up blood, feeling as if he had been hit by a mountain, before he even landed on the ground, his eyes were dim, and he had already lost the breath of life.
"Oh my God! This young man named Lin Yi is simply a beast in the world." Someone exclaimed. Shiny~~~
A sword sound sounded, and a three-foot Qingfeng sword was handed over. The tip of the sword moved like a snake, and it attacked Lin Yi's heart.
"die!"
Lin Yi turned the spear in his hand, and the body of the gun turned around. He caught the handle of the gun and shook it lightly. The attack came after the attack, and a sharp shot hit the head of the warrior holding the Qingfeng sword.
Bang~~~
A tyrannical force spewed out from the tip of the gun and exploded the man's head. A blood flower bloomed in the air, bloody and alluring.
"Go!" Lin Yi's eyes moved, and the spear in his hand was thrown behind him. The spear brought out a strong wind, rubbed against the air to create bursts of fire, and carried an unparalleled momentum, piercing the heart of a sneak attacker from behind.
