Sword Dao Alchemy

Looking at the proud Xue Wuhen, Feng Mengnan secretly sneered.

"That shit is just paralyzing you."

"For practitioners, no matter how beautiful a woman is, she can't compare to the treasures that enhance her practice."

"Let you be proud first... When I get that bitch, I will let you become a pair of mandarin ducks with the same destiny..."

Feng Mengnan had bad intentions in his heart, but he said with a flattering smile: "Then I would like to thank Senior Brother Xue for your support. When the time comes, I will treat you to a wedding drink..."

"Haha~~~ There are wedding wines with treasures, I like it..." Xue Wuhen laughed, the servility passed down in the blood of his ancestors fully revealed.

"Senior Brother Feng... no... it's not good..."

Suddenly, someone came to report in fear.

"Someone broke in, and the brothers couldn't stop them..."

"Who is so arrogant?" Feng Mengnan was furious.

"He is a disciple of Shanhe Sect...I...we don't know each other..."

"There are still such arrogant disciples in the Shanhe Sect?" Feng Mengnan didn't believe it.

Then his expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed: "If anyone in the Shanhe Sect has such strength, it must be Lin Yun..."

"Lin Yun..." Xue Wuhen's expression also changed, and he said angrily: "If he comes at the right time, he robbed the Hunting God Palace of my God Servant clan two months ago."

"Today...he still dares to come...then we must never let him go..."

Feng Mengnan's surprised expression finally calmed down a little, and he looked at Xue Wuhen and said, "Lin Yun still dares to steal your things."

"Then why don't we continue to cooperate and kill him, and everything on him will be divided equally between you and me..."

"Hmph!" Xue Wuhen snorted coldly: "Senior Brother Feng... you want too much. If you still insist on it, I can kill Lin Yun by myself."

Feng Mengnan stopped making concessions this time and sneered: "Lin Yun is not as weak as you think... If you don't agree now, then you will make the first move."

"However, I'll tell you the ugly story ahead. If you can't get it then... my asking price will be even higher."

"Hmph! Then I'll show you... how can my Servant of God clan be comparable to ordinary people like you." Xue Wuhen was very proud and would not make any concessions at all.

At this time, they felt that the atmosphere behind them was getting more and more tense.

Moreover, the screams kept getting closer and closer to them, which sounded very scary.

They had to deploy manpower to continue to strengthen the attack on the temple.

Then, he turned around and looked.

Then he saw Lin Yun rushing towards him like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

"It looks like there is some skill, but in my hands, it's nothing..."

Xue Wuhen sneered, jumped up, and flew over the head of the person blocking Lin Yun in front of him.

A chain spear flew out from his hand and wrapped around Lin Yun...

"It must be another piece of trash from the Servants of God clan. Just look at the tools this servant uses..."

Lin Yun sneered, and the Qingfeng Sword trembled and circled.

"Crack~~~"

The end of the chain spear with the spear blade has been wrapped around the Qingfeng Sword.

The Qingfeng Sword trembled and spun, and the chain spear was caught on the Qingfeng Sword, becoming shorter and shorter.

In just a few moments, Lin Yun had already approached Xue Wuhen and punched out.

Xue Wuhen was shocked and punched to counter the attack.

With both fists clashing, Xue Wuhen felt as if his arms were about to break.

He could only let go of the chain spear and quickly retreated to Feng Mengnan.

But in one encounter, he had already thrown away his weapon.

Facing Lin Yun, he was at a comprehensive disadvantage.

If it weren't for the bastard who rushed to block Lin Yun, he might have lost his life in this blow.

In terms of real strength gap, there is only a thin line between him and Lin Yun.

But...the only thing missing from his Servants of God clan is their character.

When he is proud, he will be arrogant and willfully abuse his opponents.

When he is in despair, he loses all his momentum, like a drowned dog with its tail between its legs, and its slavish face is fully exposed.

"Senior Brother Xue...how are you doing? You will suffer a big loss today..." Feng Mengnan said sarcastically without losing the opportunity.

"Hmph! I just underestimated him. If I get serious, I'll beat him casually...beat him to pieces."

Xue Wuhen refused to admit his failure. His teeth chattered as he looked at Lin Yun who was getting closer and closer to him.

"I think so too... It seems... I can only rely on you. As long as you beat him to pieces, I won't touch anything on him." Feng Mengnan continued to mock.

"Senior Brother Feng...what you and I said a few days ago...we should share the blessings and the hardships. Although Lin Yun is nothing, I can't take advantage of this." Xue Wuhen was afraid, but But the words don't make people happy at all.

"So, if you want to go up, we will go up together. Even if it is a killing of chickens with a knife, it is still fair."

He must drag Feng Mengnan with him.

Feng Mengnan originally wanted to laugh a few words.

But seeing the few slaves in front of him being beaten by Lin Yun, they all retreated and couldn't stop him.

Therefore, he stopped being verbose and just said coldly: "Four to six points! I am six and you are four."

Xue Wuhen opened his mouth, then looked at Lin Yun, who was approaching, and Feng Mengnan, who might retreat at any time. He could only lower his head and said: "Okay! Okay!"

There was some reluctance in his voice, but as a slave, he was also good at judging the situation at hand.

He refused to give in, let alone 40%, not even 10%.

"Okay! You and I are of one mind, and we will definitely let Lin Yun die here." Feng Mengnan laughed, and stood side by side with Xue Wuhen, blocking the rushing Lin Yun.

Lin Yun saw the two guys joining forces, and also saw that the palace behind them was still constantly killing people rushing in, which was exactly what Mu Yun Qingchen did.

But he was also relieved, and did not attack immediately.

"You two... do you want to die here?"

Lin Yun looked at Feng Mengnan and Xue Wuhen coldly and shouted.

"If you want to die... come here and fight."

"If not... I am not a bloodthirsty person. I will let you live. Get out of here..."

"Haha~~~" Hearing Lin Yun's words, Feng Mengnan actually laughed and said, "Lin Yun... these words should be said to you by us."

"Of course, we are not that kind. Since you have come to our door, there is absolutely no reason for us to let you go."

"Trash, you want to die... then I will grant you your wish."

Lin Yun snorted coldly, and the Qingfeng Sword attacked Feng Mengnan and Xue Wuhen.

"Lin Yun... Don't think that you are arrogant on Wangdao Peak and I am afraid of you. Let me tell you, those people are really nothing in the Holy Fire Sect..."

Feng Mengnan sneered, holding a fan in one hand and a pen in the other, but they are a pair of offensive and defensive weapons.

Xue Wuhen changed to a long whip.

The two of them, one long and one short, unexpectedly cooperated perfectly.

In a blink of an eye, a strong defense was formed, so that Lin Yun's strongest attack was in vain.

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