Sword Dao Alchemy

"It's really frustrating!"

Lin Yun spread his hands and looked at Jiang Xin.

"Sister, this garbage is everywhere you go, what should I do?"

"Of course I swept it away!"

Jiang Xin smiled lightly and gave Lin Yun a gentle look.

"But...I don't want to do anything..."

"They're so rubbish and they stink."

The conversation between the two people, which completely ignored others, made Sikong Xing and others angry instantly.

"You two, stop flirting there. If you don't want to leave...then come here and die!"

Sikong Xing shouted angrily.

He doesn't seem to be afraid of doing it.

But if you don’t do it, it’s still a good choice.

After all, although he had never seen Lin Yun fight.

A pleasant name, the shadow of a tree.

Lin Yun's reputation was not just blown by others.

"What a loud tone, let's see how you make me die!"

Lin Yun sneered and approached Sikong Xing and others at the foot of the steps.

He walked easily and casually, not taking those wolf-like looks seriously at all.

"Senior Brother Sikong, watch me kill him with one blow..."

A guy jumped out.

He is a casual cultivator from a small sect.

In terms of age, he is no less than ten thousand years old.

There are definitely many Martial Emperors who have practiced for ten thousand years, but certainly not too many.

But there's something special about this guy.

It was he who had been practicing in the Martial Emperor realm for ten thousand years.

Such people are absolutely rare.

He can be called the old turtle in the Martial Emperor world.

Naturally, his strength is also amazing.

His realm cannot be improved to that of Wuzong, but that does not mean that his strength cannot be improved.

If it cannot improve vertically, it will develop horizontally.

Therefore, with his current strength, an average two-star martial artist could be killed instantly by him.

Especially after meeting Sikong Xing, his confidence skyrocketed.

At this time, he jumped out to give Sikong Xing a face.

The ghost-headed sword struck sharply, like wind and clouds, and it was in front of Lin Yun in an instant.

Lin Yun sneered just now.

"You take yourself too seriously..."

Before he finished speaking, the Qingfeng Sword struck the fierce Ghost-headed Sword.

"Crack!"

The Ghost Head Sword had been breached by the Qingfeng Sword, and then flew out.

Then the sharp sword light swirled, and dozens of sword lights rushed over and circled around the guy's neck.

"Pfft!"

Blood rose into the sky, and the guy's head was gone.

Sikong Xing broke into a cold sweat.

He knew the strength of the dead guy.

Even if he wanted to kill him, it would take more than three moves.

Even if that guy was underestimating Lin Yun's opponent.

This narrows the gap a little further.

Then... Lin Yun's strength is probably on par with his own.

"What a pitiful old turtle. After living it for so many years, he finally couldn't help but jump out... pitiful!"

Lin Yun even sighed, as if he was angry at his inability to fight and lamented his misfortune.

"You're just a useless old trash, what do you have to be proud of..."

Sikong Xing sneered, and the anger on his face softened.

"So...you don't have to be too arrogant..."

"In this way...you and I will explore this Swordless Palace together, and the treasures inside can be divided equally."

What he said next shocked the minions around him.

This is obviously an act of submission.

This is not the Sikong Xing they remember.

Lin Yun was not surprised at all. If someone like Sikong Xing refused to give in, he might not be able to reach his current level.

Obviously, Sikong Xing's principle is to never put yourself in a disadvantageous situation.

If there were any signs of this, he would definitely lower his head and give in.

Of course, he will never give in without a bottom line.

Especially when it threatens his core interests.

Of course Lin Yun could see clearly.

So, he smiled coldly and said: "Equal share? There are so many of you... there are only two of us? How much can we share?"

From what he said, it seemed like he agreed.

But there were too many people around Sikong Xing, so he and Jiang Xin were separated.

This is a normal requirement.

This normal requirement hurts those around Sikong Xing.

They immediately cast their vicious gazes on Lin Yun.

They knew Sikong Xing very well.

Sikong Xing could completely abandon them.

"Haha~~~ So this is what you were thinking about..." Sikong Xing laughed.

The eyes of the slaves around him showed fear.

They had a premonition of what was going to happen.

But Sikong Xing had already exploded, opening his two demonic hands.

The strange sharp blades on the wrists flashed with cold light, and these frightened slaves cut away...

"What qualifications do they have for trash like them to share the treasures inside..."

Sikong Xing laughed wildly while harvesting human lives.

The slaves who followed him hated themselves for having recognized the wrong person, but they ran away desperately.

Four or five unlucky ones lay dead on the spot, while the rest dispersed in fear and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Satisfied, Sikong Xing shook off the blood-stained sharp blade on his wrist.

He looked at Lin Yundao and said, "What do you think of my sincerity?"

"Now... you and I go in and divide it equally."

Lin Yun smiled jokingly and said: "It's not divided equally between two people, but three people..."

Sikong Xing's eyes suddenly widened and he said angrily: "Are you kidding me?"

"Are you worthy of letting me play with you?" Lin Yun smiled scornfully.

"I'm just expressing my dissatisfaction."

"It's that you are stupid...or greedy and don't want to share it with others."

"That's why he did something that was worse than a beast."

"After all, they have been following you for quite some time. How could you be so ruthless as to kill them..."

Lin Yun's words were very plain, as if he was communicating with others frequently.

But such plain words are extremely lethal.

The shameless portrayal of Sikong Xing is vividly presented.

"Lin Yun...you are shameless..." Sikong Xing roared.

He has always teased others like this, but he didn't expect that he would be the one being teased today.

"You are really confusing right and wrong..." Lin Yun shook his head helplessly and sneered.

"How can a shameless person like you be qualified to talk to me about equal shares? You'd better get out of here!"

Lin Yun was laughing and cursing as he opened his mouth.

In short, if Sikong Xing wants to enter the Wudao Palace, he must first pass this level.

"Lin Yun...don't be too self-righteous..." Sikong Xing was completely angry.

"If you still insist on taking her in with you, then... we will have to fight with swords..."

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Lin Yun shouted coldly.

"If you want to fight, do it...otherwise, get out of here!"

"I'm already being polite to you..."

Lin Yun sneered and scolded, approaching Sikong Xing.

Sikong Xing knew that things could no longer go according to his wishes.

If he doesn't give up, there's only one fight.

He will never give up.

"Lin Yun... Since you are so arrogant, I will fight you to the death!"

Sikong Xing roared angrily, showed a full-moon scimitar, and slashed at Lin Yun.

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