Chapter 2107: The power of flying swords

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Wan Cheng nodded and answered.
After fleeing these days, he understood the truth that the enemy can never become a friend.
The famine world is just a cruel world where the strong are respected and the weak are slaves.
If you want to survive well, you can only do so when you face the enemy.
"Now that you understand, kill that guy."
Lin Tianyou commanded casually.
"Okay, I'll destroy the kid's spirit!"
Wan Cheng agreed without hesitation.
With Lin Tianyou, he is no longer afraid of Park Ying.
Fist clenched, under the blessing of soul power, like an iron fist with flames, Wancheng rushed up!
"not good!"
Yi Jianyun came back from shock and felt Wan Cheng's killing intention. If he didn't do it, his apprentice would die in Wan Cheng's hand.
At that moment, Yi Jianyun's footsteps changed, and she displayed her master's posture, and flew towards Park Ying.
He is not afraid of Lin Tianyou, but knows that with Lin Tianyou's help, Wan Cheng's punch can absolutely blast Park Ying's head!
Yi Jianyun and Wan Cheng were close to Pu Ying's side.
Wan Cheng's fist had blasted towards Park Ying's head.
"Dead to me!"
Yi Jianyun yelled loudly, and Park Ying was the second-highest player under his Yi Jian gate.
And being obedient and cautious, has a pivotal position in Yi Jianmen.
He even planned to train Park Ying as the future head.
Therefore, he must not let Park Ying die in Wan Cheng's hands.
He slashed his palms towards the ribs.
The oppression of the soul power seems to be coming. The purpose of this palm is to shoot Wancheng to death, so as to save his second disciple.
Wan Cheng's heart was tight, and the psychological pressure on him from the upper ghost was definitely not small.
But he wasn't timid, and still fisted up.
"Well, you want to stop, you're still a little behind!"
Lin Tianyou stood on the spot with a cold hum, and a flying sword on his head flew straight away, toward the heart of Yi Jianyun, such as lightning across the sky, at a very fast speed.
The superior ghosts and gods in the upper four levels cannot catch up with Lin Tianyou's current speed.
So he is not too lazy to chase, directly attack Yi Jianyun's heart with a sword.
Unless Yi Jianyun believes that this sword can't hurt him, he will definitely stop and come back to block the attack of this sword.
In this way, Wancheng is saved.
Yi Jianyun's palm is almost ready.
But the flying sword behind him, with an extremely sharp sword, surprised him.
Between the injury and the apprentice's death, he finally chose to protect himself.
The palm is retracted, and the sword is cut back.
Huh! !!
boom! !!
The sound of a golden iron symphony and a muffled sound came out at the same time.
Pu Ying, the second disciple of Yi Jianmen, a junior middle-level ghost and god, deformed his head, died of bleeding from Qiqiao, and there was no more movement.
Yi Jianyun's body was trembling, her figure volleyed backwards, and she retreated backward, then fell to the ground, her face was already dignified.
"What happened? Why is it so loud here?"
Just then, there was a voice in the woods.
This was the crowd who had gathered to discuss before, and when they were about to leave, they suddenly heard a fighting sound here.
Relying on a large number of people, came over to check.
"That kid is Lin Tianyou, and the flying sword above his head is the treasure in the Green Juequan!"
Suddenly someone shouted.
"What? He is Lin Tianyou?"
The crowd was startled.
Before, they heard that Lin Tianyou killed many people who wanted to grab swords along the way.
Appeared here at this moment, could it be coming to them?
Thinking of it, the crowd turned wild, and they ran away subconsciously.
"Well, the person who is fighting Lin Tianyou seems to be the head of Yi Jianmen, Yi Jianyun!"
Suddenly someone who has seen Yi Jianyun is strong and shouts.
As soon as this word came out, everyone stopped.
"Really Yi Jianyun!
Do n’t be afraid of that kid. In the face of a strong player like Yi Jianyun, that kid is dead! "
After discovering who Lin Tianyou was fighting against, everyone present was immediately relieved.
Anyway, Lin Tianyou and them are all opposites.
Even if they have no way to grab the flying sword, they can at least watch Lin Tianyou killed.
"Hey, everyone, look, is that person who fell into the rubble heap Park Yi, the second disciple of Yi Jianmen?"
While everyone was excited, a sharp-eyed man discovered something unusual.
He pointed to the pile of blood-stained stones and said.
"It's him!
what happened?
Park Ying seems to have been killed, but was still killed in front of Yi Jianyun? "
This discovery can look at these guys who are still excited.
Yi Jianyun, who became famous for hundreds of years, failed to keep his apprentice?
On the other hand, both Lin Tianyou and Wan Cheng seemed very relaxed.
"Yi Jianyun? But that's it!"
Lin Tianyou shook his head gently ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The tone was full of disdain and mockery.
How dare such garbage refuse to challenge the miscellaneous in his ghost palace?
Stop laughing.
Yi Jianyun's complexion was extremely gloomy. Lin Tianyou not only underestimated his attack on Wancheng.
And the soul of his most obedient apprentice died!
Just now that he and Lin Tianyou slashed the flying sword, he felt that his palms were shaking.
With almost no suspense, he just stepped back and turned off the Feijian offensive!
He is Yi Jianyun, a great genius known for Kendo.
After being defeated by the broken army sword, he vowed that he would never be defeated by anyone under the Supreme, of course, in terms of kendo.
If the enemy's soul power is higher than him, then he will be defeated without losing face.
If he fights Kendo, he thinks he can compare with the sword of the broken army.
But today, he was directly defeated by Lin Tianyou's flying sword.
Obviously, Lin Tianyou's kendo has also reached the genius level.
"How could this happen?"
Yi Jianyun's complexion looked uncertain. It seemed that only the young man in the realm of quasi ghosts and gods possessed the power to control the peerless flying sword.
"Lin Shao, you are really strong!
People like Yi Jianyun are so terrible at you, they are indeed men who dare to set fire to Xuanming Palace! "
After seeing Yi Jianyun's solemn face, Wan Cheng's admiration for Lin Tianyou went up another step.
He seemed to have endless admiration and wanted to express it.
"What? The man who burned Xuanming Palace, is this kid?"
After hearing Wan Cheng's words, Yi Jianyun's complexion was even more solemn.
He stood still, without saying a word, and didn't know what he was thinking.
In short, at this moment he will never treat Lin Tianyou as an ordinary person.