As the saying goes: If you don’t die, you won’t die.
Since you are so desperate, the only thing that greets you is the soup made by Meng Po on Naihe Bridge.
Ye Junlin's eyes shifted from the people in Qinglin Hall in the distance to the mighty and majestic man like an iron tower in front of him.
The young man covered in gold sighed in his heart: Iron Tower, brother can only send you here.
As the name of the Han people is called "Zhang Tieta". Among the "Eight Great Vajras" under Beitangjun, he is the most admired by Beitangjun. He has unparalleled combat power and speaks very little. He is a very good subordinate.
The old man who was almost terminally ill was the third-ranked "Corpse Old Man" in the Bixiao Xuan Domain - Lu Daneng.
The two of them appeared at the same time. If it were ordinary people, they would have long since run away with their tails.
But this time, they met Ye Junlin, to be precise, Ye Junlin who was in anger.
Ye Junlin, no matter what their identities are, in his dictionary: If you block my way, then you will die for me.
With a loud shout, the rising flames of the Red Flame Sword soared into the sky.
"Sword One, Break the Wind."
The 'Breaking Wind Style' wind out, the thunder rolled, and the turbid waves were empty.
Poor Zhang Tieta just took out a pair of huge golden sledgehammers from the space ring, and under the roar of the Red Flame Sword, only two short handles were left behind.
For the first time in his life, Zhang Tieta's face showed infinite panic.
Lu Daneng smiled and signaled Zhang Tieta to retreat. The old man took out a black jade pendant from his hand. While shaking the jade pendant, the old man started to mutter:
"The heaven and earth are bright, and no one can see them. Ghosts and monsters, please follow my orders." After Lu Da Neng finished speaking, the surrounding earth began to shake slightly.
Ye Junlin tightened the hilt of the sword and rushed to the bullfighting.
With Ye Junlin as the center, eight coffins appeared on the ground around them. The coffins were all black, like thousands of years of sandalwood.
Da Neng Lu continued to inject mysterious energy into the jade pendant, and the lid of the coffin began to loosen slightly until it was completely opened.
Eight corpses that had begun to decay slowly walked out of the coffin. They stretched out their hands and slowly grabbed Ye Junlin's neck. The steps were very slow, but every step seemed to be stepping on Ye Junlin's heart.
If it were ordinary people, they would have collapsed long ago.
Although Ye Junlin was afraid, he gritted his teeth tightly. The vast sword energy overflowed again, covering his body like an invisible armor.
"Destroy it for me."
Ye Junlin shouted loudly, and the Red Flame Sword in his hand swung a semicircle with him as the center.
The eight rotten corpses were stained with the flames of the strongest and most yang, and instantly burned to no more residue. The eight coffins were cut off in half by sharp sword energy.
Yin, Yang, difficult, easy, wind and rain, rivers and lakes, national affairs, and world affairs are nothing but a sword.
Two "high-level mysterious spirits" suffered consecutive setbacks and couldn't help but retreat.
Zhang Tieta originally wanted to use force to fight Ye Junlin, but later found out that he was a waste of love. Lu Da Neng wanted to use control of the corpse to scare Ye Junlin away, but he was killed by him.
The tricks of the donkey are exhausted.
The eyes of the two men fell on the young man covered in gold at the same time. Unexpectedly, the young man spread his hands and said he was powerless.
The two people's faces were like eggplant beaten by autumn frost.
Ye Junlin stood with a sword, and the red flames passed through the air. The sword energy passed through the necks of the two, as fierce as the wind and as sharp as iron.
The big heads of two "high-level mysterious spirits" fell to the ground in an instant.
In front of the "Xuanwang", the great perfection of the "Xuanling Level" is simply not even a scumbag.
The young man covered in gold looked at the two big heads on the ground and shook his head helplessly at Ye Junlin. You guy is getting more and more cruel now.
Ye Junlin ignored him and flew down the mountain with a sword.
The people from the "Qinglintang" are running away desperately. They who have lost the "** treasure" are probably not enough for Ye Junlin to eat in one bite.
If you don’t run away at this time, are you waiting to die?
Running with two feet, even if you use the "body skills", how could it be faster than Ye Junlin who flies with a sword?
Not long after the few people escaped, they saw Ye Junlin again in front of the waterfall ahead.
Qiao Wenyun's eyes were red. Seeing Ye Junlin, the enemy who killed his brother, he was always prone to losing his mind. Fang Fangfang was with him, wearing a light yellow skirt, dressing her up a little charming.
It is no longer possible to distinguish between men and women, but Fang Fangfang knew that as long as there was Qiao Wenyun, he would follow him.
Even hell.
A mid-level mysterious spirit and a high-level mysterious spirit have no qualifications to become a slag in front of having already entered the "Xuanwang Realm".
Ye Junlin closed his mind and shook Kunlun with one sword.
The majestic sword energy turned into a thin white line and flew out from the Red Flame Sword.
Fast and sharp.
It streaked between Fang Fangfang and Qiao Wenyun's necks, leaving only an extremely narrow and thin red line. The vitality of the two people disappeared in an instant.
It's like the lights are off.
Fang Fangfang looked at Qiao Wenyun for the last time, and in the moment of her eyes closed, she secretly prayed: "I hope I can become a real woman in my next life, and I hope I will meet you again in my next life."
The white lines crossed the mountains. They were like satin waterfalls, which were instantly cut into two sections.
Lin You was a little surprised and cut off the waterfall with one sword. This was her lifelong dream. She looked at the waterfall that was gradually "healing" and saw that it became very bright.
She suddenly was not afraid of death, and just wanted to have more intimate contact with the boy in front of her who could fulfill her dream before death.
She suddenly tore open her clothes and exposed the snow-whiteness on her chest.
Ye Junlin suddenly felt a little dumbfounded when he saw it, and both momentum and strength suddenly became very weak.
Tuoba Fu and Qianmo stood behind Lin You. Although they could not see the spring scenery, they still jumped. After working together for six years, this was the first time they saw this beautiful young woman's behavior in such an extraordinary way.
"June Land, let me serve you."
Lin You threw away his weapons, changed his usual style of a strong woman, and rushed towards Ye Junlin.
Ye Junlin was just a 16 or 17-year-old boy. He had never seen such a situation. He was so scared that he retreated again and again. He retreated to the other side of the waterfall. He stopped seeking revenge, but ran away with his sword.
Lin You looked at Ye Junlin's figure leaving, and chuckled softly, "After all, I'm still a young man."
Putting on her clothes, Lin You stared at Qianmo and Tuoba Fu, whose chin was about to fall to the ground, and pretended to be angry: "Stinky man, what are you looking at? Why don't you leave quickly? Wait for a while!"
Tuoba Fu rubbed his hands gently and muttered in a low voice: "I want to eat your tofu from Sister Lin."