The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 13: Su Ziyao

There is a tumult in the organ hall.

No one thought that Chen Xiao, a senior disciple of the outer sect, would be defeated by Lin Yun.

What is even more shocking is that the sword technique used to defeat Chen Xiao seems to be the flow wind sword technique.

This swordsmanship is well-known in Qingyunzong.

Although it is a medium swordsmanship, once trained, its power even exceeds that of advanced swordsmanship.

It is rumored that this swordsmanship is a fragment of an innate swordsmanship, and only because of the lack of some chapters, it was rated as medium martial skill.

The last sect disciple who practiced this sword technique had to go back a hundred years ago.

Lin Yun thought carefully, and felt that Chen Xiao suddenly came to trouble him, and there might be something strange behind him.

A place of right and wrong, should not stay long.

"Who allowed you to leave?"

I didn't go far, and suddenly there was a icy voice behind him.

The moment the sound appeared, the original noisy discussion in the organ hall immediately quieted down.

Lin Yun paused in his heart, felt a deadly threat, and stopped quickly.

Too late to think, turned around and punched out.

It is the ultimate move of Tiger Fist, the beasts are coming!

A warm current rushed from the pubic area, and suddenly fist and sword became one. The violent fist wind, like a sharp sword light, burst out with a piercing sound.

In a hurry, this is Lin Yun's strongest strength.

Boom!

But when the fists touched each other, Lin Yun snorted, feeling that his entire right arm was about to be broken.

The whole person rose into the air and flew out, with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Fortunately, the sword strength in the fist has offset most of the opponent's internal strength, otherwise the impact of the punch may smash his internal organs on the spot.

Even so, after landing, he still took a dozen steps back before he could barely stand firm.

Just a few steps away, I was about to hit Su Ziyao.

Lin Yun looked up and saw a person wearing a green shirt with a cold face and a look similar to Zhou Ping.

"Zhou Yun!"

The outside disciple in the field took a breath, and none of them expected Zhou Yun to appear suddenly.

Zhou Yun is no better than Chen Xiao. Outer disciple ranking is always in the top ten.

He has already reached the seventh level of martial arts, which is terrifying.

Is considered to be a strong competitor for inner disciples in the mid-year assessment, and has rarely appeared in front of ordinary disciples.

"Brother Zhou, kill this sword slave, I want him to die!"

Chen Xiao, who was supported by someone, walked over to look at Lin Yun and said viciously.

I was angry in my eyes, and I wanted to eat Lin Yun on the spot to relieve my hatred.

In the presence of many outside disciples, he actually lost to a sword slave. It was nothing but a shame to him!

Zhou Yun cursed secretly in his heart, this waste Chen Xiao, even a sword slave could not solve it.

Originally, Zhou Yun didn't even plan to make a move by himself. He only checked it in secret.

But I didn't expect it to be a sure thing.

Lin Yun unexpectedly displayed the Flowing Wind Sword Technique, instantly reversing the situation, and wasted his three body tempering pills.

I had no choice but to do it myself.

But now I still have some doubts in my heart, just now. He had already achieved 70% of his strength, and he was shooting from behind, this sword slave actually resisted it.

The opponent has only four levels of martial arts cultivation.

"You sword slave, you are so bold. It's just a contest, and even the disciple dared to be seriously injured. Now you abolish your cultivation, and I will spare you not!"

Looking at Lin Yun unexpectedly, Zhou Yun said lightly.

As his voice fell, the huge momentum of the seven martial arts on his body rolled away.

Boom!

Lin Yundun felt a mountain of pressure, and the enormous pressure came from all directions, making him immobile.

Seeing that the other party dared to hold on under the control of his own momentum.

Zhou Yun snorted coldly: "Kneel down!"

The powerful aura of the Seventh Layer of Martial Arts has been strengthened again, and Lin Yun's heart felt like a lightning strike.

The legs trembled, and Lin Yun felt as small as an ant in the opponent's powerful cultivation base.

Weak and vulnerable.

"Go! In my whole life, I will kneel to the heavens and knees to my parents, but I will never give you Zhou Yun to kneel down!"

The huge pressure made Lin Yun's body miserable, but this huge pressure also inspired all the blood in Lin Yun's heart.

His teeth are clenched, his delicate features are almost distorted, but his eyes are still full of unyielding!

The disciples from the outer sects around, are all quiet as chills, afraid to speak.

Zhou Yun treats them only, just like the sky, with the touch of a finger, they can be destroyed.

Knowing that Chen Xiao couldn't afford to lose, Lin Yun was forced to hurt him and didn't dare to reveal a word.

"Don't kneel? Then I will smash your knees, and then abolish your cultivation skills!"

Zhou Yun looked cold, without any expression, and stepped forward.

Aside Chen Xiao, grinning endlessly, Zhou Yun's shot at this sword slave is dead today.

As Zhou Yun approached, the pressure on Lin Yun's body became heavier and he almost collapsed.

It's almost impossible to sustain it. After three levels of cultivation, it's like the difference between clouds and mud. The gap is too big.

Suddenly, Lin Yun felt light all over, and the pressure suddenly disappeared.

Zhou Yun's complexion changed drastically, looking at Su Ziyao, a trace of incomprehension flashed in his eyes.

It turned out that it was Su Ziyao who had been watching coldly, suddenly shot, carrying the momentum from Zhou Yun.

"Sister Su, this is my personal grievance with him..."

"Go away."

Zhou Yun still wanted to explain, but before he could finish speaking, Su Ziyao, who had a frosty face, interrupted him directly.

For a moment, Zhou Yun's face is cloudy or sunny, which is extremely embarrassing.

Su Ziyao, that is the leader of the inner sect, the pride of the entire Qingyun Sect, and the entire Tianshui Kingdom is a genius.

If she wanted to make a move, Zhou Yun would not dare to complain.

"Hurry up? Even if it's a dog, you have to see who the owner is. Zhou Yun, are you impatient with your life?"

Wang Ning next to Su Ziyao, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked at Zhou Yun slightly mockingly.

These words were blaming Zhou Yun, but in fact they were taunting Lin Yun. Wang Ning used a pun and scolded both of them.

"I will get out of here, now I will get out."

Zhou Yun's face turned green and red, and a trace of humiliation flashed in his eyes, but he gritted his teeth and endured the breath.

"Slow!"

But when he was about to leave, Lin Yun, who was pale, called him to a halt.

"Little sword slave, what do you want to do!"

Having been humiliated by two inner disciples one after another, Zhou Yun was close to the edge of the runaway. Hearing this exchange, his heart suddenly became furious.

"In two months, I will make an appointment with you, today’s shame~IndoMTL.com~I will return it!"

Lin Yun's eyes were firm, and he said every word.

Hearing this, Zhou Yun smiled without anger, looked at Lin Yun like an idiot, and said coldly: "If you want to die, I will wait any time."

After speaking, leave Lin Yun without paying attention.

Obviously, he didn't put Lin Yun in his eyes at all. The so-called fight was too lazy to bother.

A conflict ends here.

Su Ziyao's sudden shot surprised everyone, and the eyes that looked at Lin Yun showed more playfulness.

It's no wonder that this guy has no fear, it turns out that Su Ziyao really supports him.

Although Sue only talked about a roller, this scroll is ten times heavier than all of them combined.

"Thank you, sister, for helping me."

Faced with Su Ziyao, Lin Yun's heart was a bit complicated, and there were still many unwillingnesses.

If you change to the past, with his temperament, he will definitely not make an appointment with Zhou Yun. Only forbearance of cultivation, when the strength is strong, revenge directly.

But for some reason, he was humiliated in front of Su Ziyao, and he couldn't stand it deep in his heart.

"Do it yourself!"

Su Ziyao did not go to see Lin Yun, left a faint sentence, and walked away.

Lin Yunmian has mixed flavors in his heart, Su Ziyao, you really are so high!

He was always calm, and couldn't help being upset.

The right hand that made a fist trembles, and the nail almost penetrates into the palm.

"Have a temper. But you think that this will allow Su Ziyao to look at you high, so stop dreaming. Remember your identity, little sword slave, don't be delusional!"

Wang Ning looked at Lin Yun, a look of disgust flashed in his eyes, and threatened in a low voice.

The voice fell, and he hurried to catch up with Su Ziyao, who had already gone.

Looking at his expression, it was clear that it was a pug. Lin Yun showed a mocking expression at the corner of his mouth and turned away.