My comprehension system disappeared again

As soon as the words fell, two figures appeared above the hall.

Lin Yiyun's pupils shrunk, so fast!I'm afraid it can only be achieved by running the surfing technique with all my strength.

Luo Yue's face remained calm, her red lips slightly parted: "What can I do, I'm just as usual, but Sect Master Yan's cultivation seems to be one step closer than it was ten years ago."

Among the two of them, one was burly and not angry, standing with his arms in his hands, it was Na Yan Batian.

He shook his head slightly and smiled, "Hehe, the old man's entry into the country is nothing compared to Tian'er."

After all, he looked at Yan Jingtian, who was staring at Luo Yue with a bit of greed in his eyes.

Hearing this, he took a step forward and said: "Fairy Luoyue is more beautiful than before when she saw her beauty today. She has been thinking about it ever since she left, so she will come to visit when she enters Yuanying next time. As for what is the matter?" The day also knows."

Immediately, the topic changed: "Presumably with my current strength, I am worthy of the fairy. The sun and the moon are from the same source. You and I are so good for two days. If the fairy agrees to the marriage, wouldn't it be a good story?"

After saying that, a breath unique to Yuanying was released without any scruples, and the arrogance on the originally handsome face was undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

And Yan Batian at the side smiled slightly, and then released a more powerful aura, and everyone present did not change their expressions.

And where Luo Yue was, an aura that was not inferior to Yan Batian also rose into the sky and faced the two auras of needle peaks, but they were helplessly suppressed with one enemy and two.

There was a look of helplessness in Luo Yue's eyes, she and Yan Batian were originally brothers, now that Yan Jingtian has also stepped into the Nascent Soul, there is nothing she can do.

However, Luoyue's momentum has been forced back by the two for several breaths, and she is about to be pressed back into her body.

At this time, a clear and bright young voice came slowly, peaceful but firm.

"I don't agree with this marriage!"

All the people present were stunned, and all looked at the person who spoke.

Luo Yue also looked at that person with disbelief on her face, her mouth slightly opened, who is it if it's not Lin Yiyun?

After Yan Jingtian looked frightened and angry, he went away with his spiritual sense, and after feeling it for a while, he smiled dismissively.

"Where did the cats and dogs come from? They don't know how to be polite. It's just a foundation building period. Do you have anything to say about this?"

"Today, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of Luo Yue, and let you know how much you are worth!"

After saying that, a group of pale golden flames appeared in the palm of the palm.

Before he could take any action, Luo Yue's icy voice came from ahead: "It's not your turn to teach me the people of Luoyue Sect!"

After saying that, a lavender light flashed on his body, and he jumped up immediately.

"Why is head Luo so angry? Young people, it's inevitable to be a little angry." Yan Batian's unhurried voice came.

I saw a small tripod sinking and floating in his hand, and a wild aura radiated from the tripod.

The tripod has four legs and is simple in style. There is a round of golden sun engraved on the body of the tripod, and a flame is dancing in it.

When Luo Yue saw the little cauldron, her heart trembled, but she smiled coldly: "Your Excellency thinks highly of me, Luoyuezong, even brought out the Yanyang cauldron, the head of Yan is cautious enough!"

Yan Batian didn't answer when he heard the words, but just smiled, the dancing flames of the small cauldron in his hand became more intense.

But Yan Jingtian and Lin Yiyun didn't pay attention to the two of them at this time, but stared at each other.

After a long while, Yan Jingtian opened his mouth and said, "Oh? It seems that you also like Luo Yue? She is not something that a young disciple like you can imagine!"

Lin Yiyun seemed to have been stabbed in his heart, and turned his gaze to Luo Yue.

However, Luo Yue's eyes moved away as soon as they touched him, and turned to look at Yan Batian.

Yes, in her eyes, I am just a little disciple. Even if I build a foundation overnight, it may be just a flash in the pan, so how can I be worthy of her?

Lin Yiyun couldn't help laughing at himself in his heart, but he still couldn't lose with his mouth!

"It's nothing, it's just that you don't like it." After saying that, he turned his head and walked out of the hall.

His somewhat distant voice came from outside the hall.

"I'll wait for you outside, don't be afraid of me building a foundation!"

Looking at the distant figure, Luo Yue felt a different emotion for some reason.

She didn't try to stop him, and she also found out that Lin Yiyun had reached the late stage of foundation establishment, and a glimmer of hope appeared in her heart, maybe he could create a miracle?

I hope he is not that kind of reckless person, if he loses, it will not be too late to save him.

How she wished that someone could stand up for her and support the Luoyue Sect!

She is the only high-end combat power in the entire Luo Yuezong, and she feels really powerless now...

In less than a dozen breaths, Lin Yiyun had already landed in the center of the square outside the main hall within a few minutes of getting up.

When he landed on the ground, there was only a sharp sound of piercing through the air, and Yan Jingtian came after stepping on the flying sword.

"Now it's too late to regret paying me back, don't blame me for not reminding you, losing face is better than losing your life!" He looked down at Lin Yiyun in the air and said coldly.

"Thank you for reminding me, I'm quite stubborn!"

After Lin Yiyun finished speaking, the tip of his tongue slipped and the Potential Pill fell into his stomach.

The aura on his body kept rising at this time, and he had reached the late stage of Jindan in an instant.

And Luo Yue, who rushed over to see this scene, was both surprised and happy, and the faint hope in her heart instantly became countless times stronger.

Yan Jingtian, who had been watching coldly, saw his pupils shrunk slightly, thinking to himself that this person doesn't seem so simple.

As soon as the figure dropped the flying sword, the look of contempt in Lin Yiyun's eyes became less.

"It seems that you have some abilities. I won't kill the unknown, but report it!"

"Remember, my name is Lin Yiyun!"

Yan Jingtian laughed angrily when he heard the words: "What a Lin Yiyun, so arrogant, today I will let you know the difference between Jindan and Yuanying."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw his Fa Jue pinch, and the real magic weapon "Red Flame" hanging above his head smashed towards Lin Yiyun with boundless arrogance.

This red flame is originally a broad sword, a bit bulky but also more suitable for wide open and close slashing.

Yan Sedum's goal is very clear, to overwhelm others with power and defeat them ruthlessly.

But how could Lin Yiyun let him get what he wished, the red light on the tip of his right finger flashed, and then a little red light flew out at a high speed, and they all hit the same point on the red flame blade in an instant.

In one night, he was the most proficient in using this fingertip kill. It is not complicated to use this skill, but it is extremely fast, consumes very little, is silent, and its power is mediocre.

At the same time, his left hand was not idle, all the ice cone symbols accumulated before appeared in the palm of his hand, and after inputting spiritual power, it turned into a rain of ice cones and shot at the broad sword that was about to fall.

The attack of the broad sword was stagnated by the chain attack of the fingertip kill and the ice cone rain, and the direction was also deviated a bit.

Taking advantage of this gap, a silver light flashed in Lin Yiyun's hand, and the beauty under the moon had already appeared in his hand.

A wave of spiritual power was input, and the silver sword in his hand let out bursts of pleasant sword sounds.

The entire body of the sword was shrouded in a hazy white light, like a woman who did not want to show her true colors.

Holding his breath and closing his eyes for a moment, Lin Yiyun moved——

His figure was as erratic as riding on the waves, and he rushed towards Yan Jingtian with a sword in his hand.

As the fingertips trembled slightly, the blade of the sword trembled extremely quickly but in a small way, but outsiders could not notice it at all.

This is exactly the sword intent of the thirteen swords that Lin Yiyun realized——

It starts with the momentum of accumulating thousands of blades, between the fingers!