Sword Dao Alchemy

"Heh! Really good at pretending!"

Lin Yun and Leng Qingzhu turned a corner and saw Fei Tianwu who was deep in thought under the ancient willow.

"The more good at pretending... the deeper one's heart is." Leng Qingzhu laughed.

"Heh! Deep..." Lin Yun sneered: "It's better to say dark..."

"Don't you look very deep sometimes..." Leng Qingzhu teased.

"Oh!" Lin Yun was a little embarrassed and said: "I... I'm really deep..."

"Really deep? What does it look like? Is it so deep that it buries itself..." Leng Qingzhu asked back.

"Alas!" Lin Yun sighed and said: "It's a pity that I rarely suffer from my words, but... if I talk to a beautiful woman, it's just the opposite."

"Oh... tell me, who else have you suffered from..." Leng Qingzhu's voice was sour.

"Well... it seems that there is no time... that guy is already waiting for you..."

Leng Qingzhu looked over as Lin Yun spoke, and sure enough, Fei Tianwu, who was sitting, had stood up and walked a few steps towards them.

"Is it Senior Sister Leng Qingzhu from Shanhe Sect who came?"

Fei Tianwu tried his best to show his most elegant temperament, and asked in a voice that was neither impolite nor flattering.

Indeed, this gentle and elegant look... even if it is pretending, it is pretending to be extremely good.

Others can't learn it.

Leng Qingzhu still didn't speak, but just frowned and looked at Lin Yun.

She didn't want to talk to such an unfamiliar man in front of Lin Yun.

Lin Yun understood that here, everything had to be blocked by himself.

"Huh! It seems that my Senior Sister Leng is really famous, even a rat like you has heard it." Lin Yun's words were not only impolite, but also a little smelly.

Fei Tianwu was really unhappy, his face jumped a few times, and he immediately regained his calm.

He still said to Leng Qingzhu in a very elegant manner: "Senior Sister Leng... I am Fei Tianwu, the core elite of Junwu Sect, and I am here to show my respect."

He ignored Lin Yun and just pestered Leng Qingzhu, obviously forcing Leng Qingzhu to have a word with him.

Leng Qingzhu didn't even want to roll her eyes at him, and turned directly behind Lin Yun.

"I say you are really thick-skinned! Why are you pretending? Just say what you want to do, and don't play these disgusting things."

Lin Yun stood in front of Leng Qingzhu and cursed with a rogue face.

Fei Tianwu knew that he would definitely not get Leng Qingzhu's favor today.

However, Hanyue Palace has rules. As long as Lin Yun is defeated, Leng Qingzhu can only follow him obediently.

So, he stood up, smiled coldly at Lin Yun, and said: "Boy! Why are you so impatient? This is a big taboo for you!"

He still pretended to be indifferent and not angry at all.

He thought... if he wasn't angry, Lin Yun's words wouldn't give him any advantage, and would even mess up his position.

He started to play psychological warfare.

But how could Lin Yun be as simple as he imagined.

Fei Tianwu's face was thick enough, and Lin Yun's was not thin at all.

Psychological warfare, what's there to be afraid of?

"Then you should calm down here, I won't accompany you..."

Lin Yun smiled coldly, and Leng Qingzhu was about to pass by Fei Tianwu.

"Stop!" Fei Tianwu didn't expect Lin Yun to do this, retreating to advance, and disdained to waste words with him here.

"Who do you think you are? Do you want us to stop?"

Lin Yun sneered, not wanting to stop at all.

Fei Tianwu had no choice. He originally wanted to win without fighting, and let Lin Yun give in.

Now it seems... it's no use.

He can only take action.

"Why should I?" Fei Tianwu sneered, and just when Lin Yun was about to pass in front of him, he suddenly grabbed Lin Yun.

It seemed like a casual grab, but where the fingertips passed, the surrounding space was deformed and a black mark appeared.

Obviously, he seemed casual, but he secretly intended to hurt people, which was no different from a sneak attack.

Lin Yun smiled coldly and attacked as fast as lightning.

Just as Fei Tianwu's eyes blurred, he saw a shield hitting his fingers.

There were several transparent slots on the shield.

It was the shield used by Huan Wu.

Fei Tianwu was shocked and hurriedly withdrew his hand.

But Lin Yun hit him faster.

Three of his fingers were already stuck in the slots of the shield.

If Lin Yun twisted hard at this time, Fei Tianwu's three fingers would probably be disabled.

However, Lin Yun didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble by injuring this guy too badly, so he just pushed forward with force.

Fei Tianwu himself had the momentum to retreat again.

The two forces combined, Fei Tianwu could no longer maintain his balance.

He turned over and rolled on the ground.

When he jumped up again in a very chic manner, his hair was messy, and his elegant blue shirt was stained with dirt, which made him look a bit embarrassed, which greatly reduced his image.

Leng Qingzhu was still a troublesome person, and suddenly chuckled at this time.

"Brother Lin Yun... his magical skill of "donkey rolling" is perfect in all aspects, whether it is body movement, timing, power control... You should learn it well..."

Fei Tianwu was immediately furious. He was ashamed to be laughed at by the beauty he liked.

And the word "Brother Lin Yun" made him feel like a knife in his heart and burned with jealousy.

Angrily, he took the shield off his hand, and the three fingers were already bleeding.

Huanwu came up again to finish off the opponent.

"Brother... you are so awesome, you took my shield back so easily..."

Fei Tianwu was so angry... his face turned purple like a pig's bladder.

He slammed the shield on Huanwu's head.

Then he pointed at Lin Yun and said angrily: "Lin Yun! You actually humiliated me like this, I Fei Tianwu and you will never stop until you die!"

"Ha! Do you think I'm afraid of you... use whatever tricks you have? The mouth can only kill the weak, and it is useless for the real strong!" Lin Yun sneered disdainfully.

"Lin Yun... you are looking for death yourself... don't blame me..."

Fei Tianwu showed a steel whip, held it with both hands, flew up into the air, and smashed it down at Lin Yun.

"This posture... is much uglier than the donkey rolling just now..."

Lin Yun sneered, and the Qingfeng sword was as fast as lightning, and it met the steel whip that fell in the air.

The force of the whip was as heavy as a mountain, pressing down from the sky, making people dizzy.

The sword energy was as sharp as lightning, whistling, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, fierce and overbearing, wanting to kill people.

"Dang!"

The steel whip collided with the Qingfeng Sword, making a crisp sound, and a dazzling spark exploded.

In the blink of an eye, Fei Tianwu's steel whip suddenly exploded, turning into more than a dozen pieces, attacking Lin Yun's vital points like a meteor.

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