Seeing Lin Yun's expression, Xue Tu felt an inexplicable chill and drank loudly.

Whoops!

A new round of arrows shot towards Lin Yun again.

Man and sword merge into one, half step of sword intent!

Lin Yun's expression was stern, and he drew back his sword fiercely, and a burst of sword intent shot out from between his eyebrows.

Buzz!

The arrows rushing in the air buzzed and trembled under the sword intent. There seemed to be a layer of invisible ripples, making the arrows raining all over the sky stop in their tracks.

Half a lifetime of duckweed drifts with the passing water,

A night of cold rain buried famous flowers.

The soul is like a willow cotton blowing to pieces, you go and I stay, two autumns...

Lin Yun's whole body was shaken, his sword intent was surging, his clothes were fluttering, and his long hair was flying. The Flower Burial Sword jumped out of the box.

He stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and the sword body, which looked like autumn water, flashed past his eyes.

Just like hibiscus emerging from the water, beauty is like a flower, and a long sword buries the most beautiful flower in the garden.

Bang!

The funeral flower was unsheathed, and the surging sword intent instantly shattered the arrows in the air.

The surging sword intent swept out, and all the strings of the mysterious bows in the hands of the two strong men exploded instantly.

Phew!

The archer holding the bow spit out a mouthful of blood, and many people fell down from the roof.

"The overlord sect of Qingyang County actually uses such despicable methods against those above and below? Mei Zihua, Xue Tu, you two don't dare to stand up like men!"

With Hengjian in front of him, Lin Yun had a hint of sarcasm on his lips, looking coldly at the many powerful men from the two major sects.

Mei Zi Hua and Xue Tu's expressions suddenly became quite ugly.

The two of them are famous in Qingyang County, and no one among the younger generation can rival them. They have never been so humiliated. If it was normal, they would stand up in anger.

But the two of them, who had already known Lin Yun's terrifying strength, had to hold it in no matter how angry they were at this moment.

"You dare to speak harshly when you are about to die. Where is the Blood Guard?"

Xue Tu looked gloomy and shouted coldly.

"exist!"

Rub rub rub rub!

Among the strong men of the Blood Cloud Sect, a group of innate six-aperture strongmen suddenly walked out, wearing blood-clothed clothes and masks with grimaces.

Without exception, everyone was carrying a strong evil aura. Their eyes were cold and devoid of any emotion.

"Jin Yanzong, the dead man obeys the order and arrests Lin Yun, regardless of life or death!"

Mei Zihua waved his hand, and a group of dead soldiers of the Jin Yan Sect wearing black clothes and expressionless faces quietly walked forward from the darkness.

In an instant, Jin Yan Sect and Xueyun Sect each trained hundreds of dead soldiers.

With a cold murderous aura, he held a weapon and slowly pressed towards Lin Yun.

Sisi~~

As the two dead men came forward, the temperature in the entire North Point Square suddenly dropped sharply.

The cold killing intent spread quickly like frost.

"It's so cold..."

"These two major sects have really spent a lot of money. I'm afraid Lin Yun is really going to suffer today."

"It's really unheard of that the two major sects are so cautious against a strong man with five innate acupoints."

"Haha, can you be careless? It's not like you haven't seen what happened to the Three Black Wind Fiends just now..."

"If you don't kill a person like Lin Yun, once you do, you will never give him a chance to stand up. The two major sects have made up their mind to kill him."

Countless innate warriors watching the battlefield in the distance felt a chill and shuddered.

The so-called dead men are all determined to die and will not stop dying. As long as there is a chance, they will choose to die with you at any time.

Even a strong person with half a step to the entrance would never want to provoke such a being.

Cultivating a dead soldier requires a huge price.

They would never be used lightly unless absolutely necessary, but today the two sects actually dispatched all the dead soldiers in the branch.

"kill!"

Sonorous!

The sharp blades in the hands of the dead soldiers were unsheathed at the same time, and the cold killing intent was like the cold wind in winter. As the sharp blades were unsheathed, they swept in all directions, making people shiver and making their bones seem frozen.

Bang!

But at this moment, the wall behind Lin Yun exploded without any warning.

Countless figures, carrying a tyrannical momentum, crashed through the towering wall. In the billowing dust, they surged out like a tide.

"Disciples of Mingguang Pavilion, listen to the order. Anyone who touches Lin Yun today is an enemy of Ming Ye and will be killed without mercy!"
Chapter completed!