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Chapter 118: Those who stand in my way die(2/2)

With a cold look on her face, Mei Zi picture faced the beast-like Lin Yun and directly faced him.

He is not afraid of the Iron-armed Demon Ape King, let alone Lin Yun!

In the blink of an eye, the two people quickly faced each other and started fighting wildly. There was nothing fancy, the punches hit the flesh, every punch was fierce and domineering, and there was no return!

Bang bang bang!

The ground suddenly exploded under the shock of the aftermath of the fight between the two, and exploded wildly in circles.

The dust was flying and the wind was roaring.

The three Jin Yan Sect disciples opened their mouths wide and looked at this scene in extreme disbelief.

The other party can actually fight against Senior Brother Mei!

Among his peers, Senior Brother Mei has never encountered anyone who can fight with him in more than ten attacks.

"Go quickly..."

There was no time to be surprised, and the terrifying aftermath swept over them. The three people who had been seriously injured quickly flew back.

Another fierce punch exchange, the two of them seemed to be on fire

The flaming boiler rumbles and rotates continuously. Like steel beasts, they fight madly again regardless of the consequences.

Bang!

There was a loud noise like thunder, the ground suddenly collapsed, dust exploded, and countless people flew into the air at any time.

Whoosh!

Two figures separated from the dust. Lin Yun stepped back ten steps, one step ten meters. Each step weighed a thousand pounds and left deep footprints when he landed.

The plum painting's complexion changed slightly, he took three steps back and then regained his footing.

There was a deep look of shock in his eyes. He had already reached the third level of Jin Yan Jue, but Fang Lingyuan was as powerful as him.

Is it possible that his innate skills have already been perfected?

"Hahahaha, have fun, have fun... come again!"

Just when he was in shock and doubt, he saw Lin Yun laughing wildly, and his body was filled with clouds. Amidst the laughter, his body suddenly expanded, and the body of the fire demon was instantly activated.

Breaking Army Fist!

Mei Zihua snorted coldly, and his whole body was gleaming with golden light. The aura of standing alone against thousands of troops appeared on him again.

In this valley, the two people's figures changed and they fought wildly.

Everywhere they went, there would be cracks exploding on the ground, and then they would quickly move around and continue the bombardment.

The three Jin Yan Sect disciples were stunned to see the terrifying battle.

The strength that Lin Yun displayed was completely unlike those of the three innate orifices.

It is simply unbelievable how he cultivated and was able to force Senior Brother Mei into such a situation.

At the same time, they felt terrified. If Lin Yun had used all his strength from the beginning, they might have died on the spot.

"Jin Yanzong is no good!"

After the two separated for the second time, Lin Yun landed on a rock and said with a faint smile: "See you soon."

He immediately stopped bothering and turned around to leave.

"Stop him!"

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Mei Zihua's mouth, her face turned pale, and she roared angrily.

Captain Liu and Mo Ping of Jin Yanzong's branch received the order and quickly called out to the remaining two or three hundred disciples of the branch.

They rushed towards Lin Yun in a mighty manner.

"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"

Lin Yun's flame demon's body had not yet dissipated. He stretched out his hand and opened the sword box. He held the Flower Burial Sword in his hand and unsheathed it.

Sonorous!

For a moment, people followed the sword, light and shadow stirred up, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. Lin Yun was invincible and ran wildly, with blood splashing and flying rainbows all the way. No one could take a chance on him.

One man and one sword, so unscrupulously, cutting a bloody path.

"It's you!"

Captain Liu and Mo Ping suddenly changed their expressions when they saw Lin Yun's appearance.

The person in front of them was actually Lin Yun, who they thought would die in Tianhuo Peak!

"Go away."

Amidst the cold shouts, Lin Yun used his half-step sword intention to support them, and swept across with his sword. With a click, a sword mark was left on each of their bodies. Before they had time to take action, they were knocked away by the astonishing half-step sword intention.

After landing, the wounds on his chest were filled with blood, and the flow continued.

Lin Yun was too lazy to care about the lives of the two of them, and kept running wildly. The mighty team of more than 200 people was killed by him in an instant.

After leaving the valley and making sure that no one was following him, Lin Yun sheathed his sword and returned it to its sheath.

Phew!

He opened his mouth and spit out a stream of broken blood, but the pale look on his face gradually turned rosy.

From the previous confrontation with Mei Zihua, all the accumulated blood was vomited out.

"Good guy, Jin Yanzong's skills are really powerful!"

Lin Yun's eyes flashed with solemnity, Jin Yan Jue should be higher than his innate Pure Yang Kung.

If not, he should be able to completely suppress the opponent with his pure Yang Kung at its peak.

"but……"

With a smile on his face, Lin Yun said with a smile: "I should thank him properly. If I hadn't confronted him, how could I have absorbed the Long Yun Guo so quickly?"
Chapter completed!
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