Chapter 1265 Lin Xintong

Chapter 1265

Seeing such a situation, all the elders and direct disciples present were completely dumbfounded. Originally, in their opinion, as the ancestor's closed disciple, Feng Yunyang's talent must be the best in Jinghai, and he is invincible in the same realm.

In the previous battle with those two direct disciples, Feng Yunyang easily won. Many people thought he didn't try his best, but now, when he was facing Yi Yun, how could he be defeated by Yi Yun with one move?

A few days ago, Yi Yun defeated Song Bowen with one move, and now he defeated Feng Yunyang with one move! There is almost no difference!

Then what strength should Yi Yun have? The ancestor simply accepted Yi Yun as a closed disciple.

"Didn't you hear what I asked you just now?"

Following Yi Yun's questioning, the blade of the Huanxue Sword kept cutting into Feng Yunyang's cheek, and Feng Yunyang's entire right half of his face was frozen, and the pain was like a needle prick.

At this time, he was extremely terrified, coupled with the bone-piercing cold, he said tremblingly: "I...I said..."

"My strength is not as good as... Bai Shanhe, and... Lin Xintong..."

"Who is Lin Xintong and what is his background?"

Yi Yun asked again.

But how did Feng Yunyang know that when he was in the Seven Desolation Ancient Land, he was only a disciple of a small sect, not a member of the White Moon God Kingdom at all, he shook his head blankly: "I... I really don't know, I only know her He is the closed disciple of the White Moon God Emperor."

Hearing Feng Yunyang's answer, Yi Yun frowned. He was not satisfied with this answer.

He wasn't 100% sure that Lin Xintong was his wife, but after thinking about it carefully, Yi Yun had heard from the White Fox Princess that Lin Xintong had had an adventure before, and her strength had been greatly enhanced. Return to the ruins.

There are as many returning warriors as there are sands in the Ganges River. It is not surprising that they have the same name, but if they are top geniuses, the number is greatly reduced, and the chance of having the same name is very small.

"Yi Yun! What are you doing, let Junior Brother Feng Yunyang go!"

Seeing that Feng Yunyang's head was almost frozen, Cang Wu shouted.

Yi Yun turned around and looked at Cangwu. With this glance, Cangwu felt a little dizzy.

This Yi Yun is too weird, why is he so powerful? Feng Yunyang was already a martial artist in the fourth level of the Dao Palace, and his talent was excellent. Yi Yun's ability to easily defeat him meant that Yi Yun already had the strength of an ordinary venerable?

This thought made Cang Wu feel terrified. In this way, wouldn't the master master of the sect master want to accept Yi Yun as a closed disciple? Could it be that he will be the master of Wanshenling in the future?

Not only Cang Wu, but many people had this idea at the moment. Yi Yun's violent beating of Feng Yunyang this time seemed to offend his ancestors, but in fact, according to Wanshen Ridge's consistent tradition, he would be appreciated instead and trampled Feng Yunyang on the ground. underfoot.

Once Yi Yun's status skyrocketed, how could they get any good results if they offended him?

Especially Zhang Tianxing and Song Zhanchen, whose faces were already turning pale at this time, if Yi Yun gained power, it would no longer be a question of whether or not they would have good fruit to eat, and the whole family might be wiped out from Wanshen Ridge immediately! At this moment, Zhang Tianxing and Song Zhanchen didn't have the heart to care about the fact that their junior was killed by Yi Yun.

"Junior Brother Yi, you should give Feng Yunyang to me, he is the disciple of the ancestor after all."

Cangwu knew that he couldn't suppress Yi Yun, so he moved out of the ancestor.

Yi Yun raised his eyebrows, he didn't ask what he wanted to ask, and it was useless to keep Feng Yunyang, and the Patriarch Wanshen didn't know what he was thinking, Feng Yunyang might be of great use to him, Yi Yun Naturally, he would not kill Feng Yunyang now.

Yi Yun kicked Feng Yunyang's body, and Feng Yunyang's body rolled out, turned several times, and landed in Cangwu's hands.

This touch of Feng Yunyang's body was like touching a piece of ice, Cangwu took a deep breath, took out a pill from the interspatial ring and fed it to Feng Yunyang.

Everyone present looked at each other in blank dismay, no one expected that Feng Yunyang would be instantly killed by Yi Yun.

"Young Master Yi, I offended you just now, how offended you are, please don't take offense.

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"Young Master Yi really opened my eyes today. I originally thought that Feng Yunyang was already a rare genius in the world, but I didn't expect that Young Master Yi is the most enchanting genius in the world."

Many people present said in embarrassment, trying to restore their image in Yi Yun's heart.

Their mood at this time was like they had just swallowed a fly. What is the matter today? A group of people came to arrange Feng Yunyang to live in Shenyue Building. Then they were unlucky together.

"Let's go, find the master master."

Cangwu was in an extremely depressed mood. He was an arrogant person, and he had targeted Yi Yun in various ways before, but now that he was asked to say good things to Yi Yun, he couldn't hold back his face at all, so he had to leave quickly.

A group of people left in despair, Yi Yun naturally still lived in Shenyue Tower, no one dared to let Yi Yun move out.

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A quarter of an hour later, in a dark hall, the Kanglong Ding stood in the center of the hall, and the body of the tripod was surrounded by vitality, as if a black flame was burning.

A boy in red was standing in front of the Kanglong Cauldron. He was facing the Cauldron and his back was facing the gate. Behind the boy in red was an old man in gray. This person was the head of Wanshen Ridge.

"My lord, Feng Yunyang was defeated by Yi Yun and cut off one arm. This arm was frozen by the cold air and burned by the black fire. It is not impossible to connect it, but it will take a lot of time and space. Materials and treasures."

"I know all about it." The boy in red said in a deep voice, his voice hoarse as always, "It's not enough to fail, he's just a talent, because I spent a lot of resources on him, so that he has the current talent." Strength, but he is proud of it, and thinks highly of himself, it is really stupid!"

Speaking of Feng Yunyang, the boy in red showed a look of disgust. If this apprentice hadn't wanted him to be of great use, he would have wanted to slap him to death.

"What about that Yi Yun? He's really insane. Before he killed Song Bowen and Zhang Wuchen's two direct disciples, and now he has severely injured Fengyun. He didn't pay attention to the rules of Wanshenling. If he didn't deal with it He, he may get worse, but having said that, his talent is simply the highest I have ever seen in my life, and I don't know how to deal with it."

When Yi Yun was mentioned, the boy in red showed a rare frown. To him, Yi Yun was like an impenetrable pool of water, not like a young man at all.

"Since this Yi Yun can arouse the dragon soul in the Kanglong cauldron, his blood is quite pure. Let's keep him for now and closely monitor his every move. I don't want any accidents at the last moment."

"I'm already monitoring him." The head of the gods took the order, "I will definitely do my best to ensure that everything goes well."

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