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Chapter 1889 Dojo Conflict(2/2)

In an instant, the people in the dojo were under great pressure.

Several people looked back, but they saw the white figure of Orchid Saint, who had quietly arrived at some point.

"Saint Orchid!"

Everyone's eyes lit up when they saw Bai Shuying's appearance, and even Lin Yun glanced at her for a moment.

Good opportunity!

Ye Yu's eyes lit up when he saw this scene.

Bang!

But just as he was about to take action, Lin Yun Cang Long Jianxin sensed the danger, and a palm print landed on his chest first and second.

Amidst the loud noise, blood spilled from the corner of Ye Yu's mouth, and he hit the stone pillar directly.

This scene shocked everyone instantly.

No one expected that the power of Ye Qingtian's palm could be so terrifying.

"Ye Qingtian, you sneak attack on me!" Ye Yu struggled to get up and became angry with embarrassment, and immediately hit him with a rake.

Everyone's eyes suddenly showed contempt, and there was a look of disdain on the corners of their mouths.

"After all, he is still a shameless person."

"You are so arrogant just after entering Nirvana. Even if you have great talent in swordsmanship, what achievements can you make?"

"What kind of publicity can a thief from the Nine Peaks get to? The saint came to help him, but he took advantage of others' danger, haha."



There were sarcastic looks from all directions, these disciples of the Holy Order were all standing high above them.

Yuan Chen was shocked. He clearly saw that Ye Yu was about to take action, but Lin Yun was too quick.

Bai Shuying frowned slightly. She didn't see it clearly just now, but her reason told her that Ye Qingtian shouldn't be like this.

Seven days ago, when she came into contact with the other party, the other party did not embarrass her at all, which changed her impression a lot.

"Ye Qingtian, I trust you as a person, why don't you explain it." Bai Shuying said.

Lin Yun sat down casually and said with a smile: "If someone believes me, I don't have to explain it. If someone doesn't believe it, no one will believe it even if I explain it. Besides, I don't care about this at all."

"So, even if you are called a shameless person, you don't care?"

Bai Shuying frowned slightly, with a hint of sullenness in her eyes.

Lin Yun looked up and saw that this girl was angry again. He suddenly felt bored and said lightly: "I don't care, it's none of the saint's business."

"There is no need for the saint to talk to him. I will teach him a lesson. Let him know that if he makes a sneak attack, he shouldn't be called a swordsman in vain!"

Ye Yu took advantage of the situation and stood up. He sneered and thought about taking action against Lin Yun again.

He really felt that he had been attacked by surprise, otherwise he would not have been injured in such an embarrassing state.

Lin Yun's eyes flashed with disdain, and he looked at this person playfully.

"Ye Yu, don't be rude in front of the saint. Come back."

At this moment, in the corner where the group of people from Daoyang Palace were, a stern young man slowly spoke.

His cultivation is profound, his aura is concise, and his words have unquestionable majesty.

It was Ye Qinghong, one of the leading figures among the younger generations of the Ye family.

"Since Brother Qinghong has opened his mouth, he will not be the same as this person."

When Ye Yu heard this person speak, even though his expression was unwilling, he also restrained himself a lot, and his words were quite respectful.
Chapter completed!
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