Sword Dao Alchemy

Lin Yun picked up the fallen things and saw that it was the piece of the Bear King Sword where the words "Xinjian Xiongfeng" were located. The back was like a mirror, but no one could be reflected. It looked like nothingness.

"I don't know how to use this thing? Put it away first and go out."

Lin Yun put the piece of things into the divine work and put it away.

When he looked at the Bear King Sword again, he saw that the Soul Devouring Beast had pounced on the place where the piece just fell, merged into the sword, and turned into three words "Blood Soul Sword!"

Lin Yun also felt that he was connected with this sword in an instant, which was very magical.

"This may be a simple casting of a spirit!"

"This Bear King Sword is just the beginning of the Saint level! It's not bad to have such a virtual sword spirit!"

Lin Yun was thinking in his heart, and suddenly heard Su Xiaoyu screaming in pain outside, obviously seriously injured.

"She's injured! Catch her!"

"Damn! And she's a beautiful woman! Too valuable."

Lin Yun didn't dare to think about it anymore, pulled out the Blood Soul Sword, and rushed out of the palace door.

"Dare to hurt Sister Xiaoyu! You all don't need to live."

Lin Yun rushed out of the Sword Palace in just a moment.

I saw the six guys rushing towards Su Xiaoyu. Su Xiaoyu was desperately resisting. The disguise on her face had already fallen off, and she looked miserable.

"Hurt my sister! You will die."

"Swish!"

The violent blood-red sword light flashed, and the six guys were horrified and were swept away.

The three weaker fifth-level heavens were killed on the spot.

The remaining three guys were all seriously injured and had little combat power.

"Please! Let us go! We won't dare to do it again."

The three seriously injured guys begged, but they couldn't escape.

"Hurt my sister! Only death can atone for your sins!"

Lin Yun's sword light flashed, and the heads of the three guys fell off.

"Sister! How are you?"

Lin Yun rushed over and picked up Su Xiaoyu. Her body was as soft as noodles. The moment Lin Yun appeared in front of her, she could no longer muster the strength.

"Seeing you are so nervous! I am satisfied!" Su Xiaoyu said weakly, leaning her head on Lin Yun's chest.

She could feel Lin Yun's anxiety and knew that she was very important in Lin Yun's heart.

"You'd better get better soon! Otherwise, I will be sorry for your parents!"

Lin Yun released the spirit of Luo River and penetrated into Su Xiaoyu's body to repair her injuries.

Su Xiaoyu's eyes showed a little disappointment, and she asked: "Without my parents' instructions, you don't care about me?"

"Sister! What are you talking about! Whether your parents say it or not, you are my sister, and I will always treat you the same!"

"Ah! It's so good!" Su Xiaoyu closed her eyes, with a satisfied look on her face.

"What a tender and affectionate scene! It's really touching!"

Suddenly, someone sneered and walked over from the flowers, trees and rockery.

It was a handsome young man, but his real age was not as it seemed. He was at least over 60 years old. Practicing can keep you young, but the traces of time in your eyes will never lie.

"But, such a beauty, anyone would be tempted."

This guy actually pretended to be a bit elegant and smiled slightly.

"It's just that! This is the Sword Palace! Therefore, the treasure inside is what makes me more excited!"

"If I guess correctly, the treasure should have fallen into your hands!"

"Hand it over! I, Yu Zihua, am also a reasonable person!"

"As long as you hand over what you have, I will let you go. As for this beautiful woman, I will treat her well."

This guy sighed faintly as he spoke, looking so arrogant, as if everything was under his control.

"The sixth level of the Feitian Realm is not very strong among the six levels, and is about the same as Chen Yifeng's strength!"

Lin Yun quickly looked at Yu Zihua.

"If I had been unable to defeat him before, but now that I have the Blood Soul Sword, it's another matter!"

Lin Yun saw the strength of this guy clearly and calmed down. If he couldn't beat him, he would naturally take Su Xiaoyu away, and there was nothing shameful.

Now, of course, he had to fight him.

Lin Yun carefully leaned Su Xiaoyu against the white jade railing next to him.

"Sister, stay here and watch me deal with him!"

"You have to be careful!" Su Xiaoyu looked at Lin Yun's bright eyes and said very gently.

"It's okay! I'm going to beat him to death! He dared to have bad thoughts about my sister!" Lin Yun's eyes showed some ferocity.

Then, he threw Cang Qiong out and asked him to watch Su Xiaoyu. Lin Yun didn't know what Cang Qiong's strength was now, but he could prevent Su Xiaoyu from being attacked by the enemy.

That little guy came out and brought Su Xiaoyu a large ball of golden jade bee honey. With the effect of Lin Yunluo's spirit, Su Xiaoyu's injury will heal soon.

"Boy! Why don't you hand over your things and get out?"

Yu Zihua was very angry when he saw that Lin Yun was just talking to Su Xiaoyu and didn't even look at him.

Lin Yun stood up and looked at Yu Zihua.

"Yu Zihua! You're dead if you talk to me like that!"

Lin Yun pointed his Blood Soul Sword at Yu Zihua, and swept his eyes fiercely, causing Yu Zihua to shudder.

This was Lin Yun's advantage in mental strength.

"Bah!" Yu Zihua was annoyed by his own loss of composure.

Then he showed off his arrogant look and sneered: "Boy! You're really good at pretending!"

Then, the voice became sharp: "You are a little thing in the second level of Feitian Realm, and you are still pretending to be with me. Who do you think you are?"

"Who do I think I am? You will know after you try."

Lin Yun shouted and killed with a sword.

"Swish!"

The blood-colored starlight surged like a long river, whistling towards Yu Zihua.

"A trifling trick!"

Yu Zihua sneered, took out a broken knife that he had picked up from somewhere, and blocked it casually.

"Bang! Crack~~~"

The blood-colored starlight hit the broken knife, bursting out, and the broken knife broke.

The violent force continued to hit Yu Zihua.

Yu Zihua drew with both hands, cutting in the blood light, but still retreated.

When he stopped, his hands were already bloody and bruised, and it was a bit horrible.

It was just the first encounter, and he suffered a great loss because of his own carelessness.

But he smiled: "Little thing! What a good sword you have! It must be from the Sword Palace!"

"You are a second-level Feitian Realm, and you are so powerful if you have it. If I get it, I will be invincible in the Holy War Ruins!"

"Haha! God really helps me!"

Yu Zihua laughed loudly, waving his bloody hands and rushing towards Lin Yun.

"Hmph! You bastard! Dream about getting this sword!"

Lin Yun slashed again with a sword.

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