"Um?"

I heard the sound of not only being fearless, but even being warlike.

Lin Yu's laughter came to an abrupt end.

His eyes narrowed and he turned slightly to the Holy Son of the Nine Heavens Palace who was speaking.

The heavy pressure shot towards the other party with his calm eyes.

"You are a disciple of Jiutian Palace..."

Lin Yu asked softly, his tone was not showing any emotions.

"Yi is a disciple of the Nine Heavens Palace."

Yi Wuya held his fists and greeted him with a happy look on his face. Lin Yu was affected without fear.

"Yi knows that he is not a match for Brother Lin for the time being, but in time, he will definitely reach the top of his peers!"

The loud and powerful words fully demonstrated the cold and arrogant characteristics.

Even though he knows that he is defeated, he still shows a momentum that is not inferior to others.

The future heir of the Nine Heavens Palace is indeed extraordinary.

After hearing Yi Wuya's words, Lin Yu smiled casually.

"It seems that there are not many fools in the nine secret realms, and there are indeed many talented people."

This simple sentence is extremely arrogant.

It is quite a bit of passionate and heroic spirit when cooking wine.

He raised his head and sighed slightly.

As my eyes opened and closed, a faint loneliness emerged.

It was like standing behind the mountain top and looking around, feeling lost and speechless.

Looking for the world, drawing the sword and looking around, my heart is confused.

Seeing this scene, Yi Wuya's eyes lit up, and his sharp eyes looked directly at Lin Yu.

It's like a sword being unsheathed, with awesomeness.

Sensing the fighting spirit shining in Yi Wuya's eyes, Lin Yu's eyes narrowed slightly and asked faintly: "Now, do you want to fight with me?"

"Please give me advice!"

Yi Wuya clasped his fists and said solemnly.

His character is extremely rebellious and treats the heroes of the world as nothing.

But when facing Lin Yu, he dared not be arrogant at all.

The three words are neither humble nor arrogant, and they reveal a bit of respect.

Even though he knew he was not Lin Yu's opponent, Yi Wuya still challenged him.

Because, just now, he suddenly realized that a trace of fear appeared in his heart.

In the words of a martial arts practitioner, he has a demon of his heart.

The unrivaled strength that Lin Yu showed before left an invincible impression in his mind.

As a pride of heaven, Yi Wuya definitely does not allow this kind of imprint to exist.

If I didn’t have the courage to challenge today, even if I had made great progress in my cultivation, I would probably not be able to face Lin Yu with a normal mentality.

There is an idiom called: Be afraid before fighting.

Therefore, he still challenged without fear even though he knew he was unable to defeat him.

Even if you fail, you must break the nightmare in your heart.

This is Yi Wuya's persistence and inherent pride.

Upon hearing this, Lin Yu smiled slightly and said, "Let's take action!"

Voice, unusual peace.

The smile on his face was so calm and free.

It seems that he has already put his victory or defeat aside, and has achieved a kind of unrestrained external object without desires and desires.

As soon as he finished speaking, the spiritual monk Wanmiao suddenly sang the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"

He clasped his hands together and bowed to Lin Yu, saying, "Lin's donor's merits and fortunes are involved, and his cultivation is tremendous to the present. I am on a whim and my skills are itchy for a moment. I dare to propose that I will ask the donor a few tricks together."

Obviously, the heir of Fahua Temple also noticed the sign of the inner demon.

If you don’t even have the courage to fight, how can you defeat this powerful opponent in the future?

For warriors with their talented talents, failure is not terrible. The most terrifying thing is the loss of the invincible spirit of the brave.

With a sharp edge, how can you talk about dominating the world?

"You two, let's go together!"

Lin Yu's voice was as calm as ever.

In the inheritance memory, the figure that stretches across the world injects the domineering spirit into his soul that no one else can dominate him.

I am the only one who is arrogant.

Even if some people die for endless years, they may have been forgotten by the world.

Just relying on a back is enough to shock all living beings.

The back from the inherited memory stands on the road of cultivation like a monument.

Inheriting the memory of the nameless strong man, Lin Yu's innate domineering and arrogance became more and more precipitated.

At this moment, he seemed to have become the only one between heaven and earth.

Like a monument to the sky, reaching straight to the sky.

The vast and invincible artistic conception spreads, reaching the infinite.

This is how Yi Wuya and the spiritual monk Wanmiao feel about Lin Yu.

The intuition of the two men has already reached a state of insight.

They knew in their hearts that if they had not shared the pressure on themselves, their minds and fighting spirit would have been suppressed by Lin Yu.

The other party’s cultivation is really terrible.

Although the realm is not very high, the artistic conception that comes out from every move is very terrifying.

If you challenge alone, you will definitely not be able to hold on.

Even if the two join forces, they will not see any chance to win.

It's terrible, it's terrible!

"How could there be such a terrifying young warrior in this world? The artistic conception conveyed from him is unprecedented, even better than the master."

The two of them thought to themselves, the chill was so chilling that they were creepy.

At this moment, Yi Wuya slowly poked out his palms.

Under the gaze of everyone, the two palms gradually produced a strange change.

From flesh and blood to the color of autumn water and jade crystal.

The glass is transparent and the cold light is profound.

It is made naturally, cut into gold and cut into jade.

These hands are comparable to magical weapons.

Yi Wuya put his hands flat in front of him, and his eyes burst into a hint of chill.

The air suddenly solidified, and everything sounded silently.

My Dharma is born, and all Dharmas are gone.

I am the right way, and all other ways are the same.

That kind of domineering and arrogant domineering is fully demonstrated.

I saw Yi Wuya's body move with his heart, riding freely and riding the wind, jumping towards Lin Yu, and slashing his palms in succession.

At the same time, the monk Wanmi's steps lightly, and his body was like a wisp of blue smoke, flying over.

The whole person is like a dark room with bright eyes.

In a trance, the sky and the earth were dark, a red sun came to the sea, and the light was created.

With one pounce, it was majestic and unstoppable.

The sun rises, and the Buddha comes to the world.

The body is as fast as light, as lightning, as moving as thunder, as fast as wind.
To be continued...