Kunlun Sword School, Kunlun Mountain, Kunlun.

Chongxu Dao Chang mentioned Kunlun a total of three times in one sentence!

This sentence was a bit winding, but after Ling Yun pondered it a little, he tasted some special flavors.

The Kunlun Sword was sent to Kunlun Mountain to guard the mountain gate...... No matter how beautiful the Kunlun Mountain is, no matter how magnificent the scenery is, why do you want a sect to guard the mountain gate? Do you have to knock on the door when you enter Kunlun Mountain?

To offend the Kunlun Sword Sect is to challenge the dignity of Kunlun, how can a mountain have dignity? Unless there is really a mountain god in Kunlun Mountain.

Ling Yun's heart flashed, and he quickly figured out the key to it, he pretended to be confused and asked, "What is Kunlun?"

The Kunlun Sword Sect is not the key, and neither is the Kunlun Mountain......

Kunlun is the key!

Because Daoist Chongxu said that Lingyun was challenging Kunlun's dignity, only a certain person, some people, or a force composed of certain people, would have dignity!

This time, it was the turn of Daoist Chongxu to scratch his head, his eyes were full of confusion and surprise when he looked at Ling Yun, and gradually turned solemn and curious, and his brows gradually stretched.

A look of extreme amusement flashed on Daoist Chongxu's face, and he couldn't help but glance at Zen Master Jueyuan again and exchange a look.

Zen Master Jueyuan looked solemn, but he also had a surprised and puzzled expression, and his silkworm eyebrows were furrowed, as if he couldn't figure out something.

Then Ling Yun noticed that the gazes of Jueyuan and Chongxu fell on his left hand almost in no particular order.

Ling Yun's left hand naturally did not grow flowers, except for some blood stained by killing too many people, it was no different from usual.

But Ling Yun knew that he was wearing a spatial ring on his left hand.

Daoist Chongxu suddenly raised his head, smiled, and said to Ling Yun, "You don't even know Kunlun?

Ling Yun smiled bitterly: "Of course I really don't know. ”

Then Ling Yun looked at Daoist Chongxu and Zen Master Jueyuan, expecting the answer he wanted in his heart.

I only heard Chongxu Daoist cough lightly, squinted his eyes, and the old god said, "Then we don't know either." ”

Ling Yun almost vomited blood on the spot when he heard this,, please, if you lie, please trouble you to be professional, okay?!

Isn't this a waste of Lao Tzu's time?!

Ling Yun saw the expressions of Daoist Chongxu and Zen Master Jueyuan, and knew that he definitely couldn't put any secrets on them, so he immediately turned back to the topic.

"You don't have to scare me, I, Lingyun, never know how to write the words "fear", let alone challenge the dignity of Kunlun......"

"Since Li Kunwu dares to arrest my aunt, then I must kill him!"

Ling Yun said that he killed Li Kunwu, but he didn't just say it casually, he really wanted to kill the other party.

Because Li Kunwu is really a martial arts genius, and it is very difficult, if Ling Yun meets him before tonight, the two will fight, and it is not certain who will win and who will lose.

Of course, the victory or defeat here is only about martial arts, not counting their respective hole cards.

Ling Yun casually played a little hole card, Li Kunwu was bound to lose, Ling Yun was worried about Li Kunwu's growth speed, and he would cause great danger to the people around Ling Yun.

Just look at Li Kunwu's appearance when he appears, you can know that Li Kunwu is fluttering in white clothes, thinks very highly of himself, and has always been the number one master in the world.

But what about him now? The white clothes have long been burned by the flames, the beloved sword has been cut off by Ling Yun, his body is scorched black, and the flesh and blood on his body are blurred by the fire spirit rune in many places, and he is a lamb to be slaughtered under Ling Yun's knife, how embarrassed and embarrassed he is.

A person as proud as Li Kunwu has now fallen into such a situation, and he has suffered such a great humiliation, he will definitely have a grudge against Ling Yun and Qin Dongxue, and the two sides have actually formed a mortal enmity!

According to Brother Yun's style, how could such a person let him leave Longmen Mountain alive? Isn't that self-defeating?

Zen Master Jueyuan stood in front of Li Kunwu, his body was as stable as Mount Tai, and he said to Lingyun with one palm: "Amitabha, since the poor monk is standing here, he will not condone the little benefactor to kill Li Gongzi." Please also ask the little donor to give up this idea. ”

Zen Master Jueyuan's words were not serious, and there was a hint of pleading in his tone, but Ling Yun clearly felt the strong will of Zen Master Jueyuan.

The corners of Ling Yun's mouth tightened, and he said in a deep voice: "Zen Master Jueyuan, you think I'm going to kill someone, can you really stop me?"

Zen Master Jueyuan smiled bitterly: "The poor monk has just seen the body of the little benefactor, and he has already sighed to himself, but the poor monk still thinks that within two zhang, the poor monk is confident that he can still protect the thoughtfulness of the Li benefactor." ”

The effect of the Divine Talisman that Ling Yun used on himself was still there, and he was confident that at such a speed, Zen Master Jueyuan would definitely not be faster than himself.

However, the difference in speed can only be seen through a sufficient distance, and if everyone is about the same, within a certain distance, the difference between speed and slowness cannot be seen at all.

Zen Master Jueyuan said that if he was sure that he could protect Li Kunwu's safety within two zhang, and now he was only two meters away from Li Kunwu.

Ling Yun turned his head and looked at the head of Chongxu Dao.

Daoist Chongxu also smiled bitterly: "Lingyun, it's not a poor way to boast, with me and Zen Master Jueyuan, you will definitely not be able to kill Li Gongzi tonight." ”

Ling Yun was a little annoyed, and suddenly, with a fierce momentum, he took a step forward with his knife.

Chongxu Daoist spread his hands and persuaded hard: "Lingyun, you have to understand that Zen Master Jueyuan and I are not harming you, but helping you ......."

"But I still want to try!"

Lingyun unleashed the Divine Dragon Roar and shouted violently, as if a thunder exploded on the top of Longmen Mountain, and at the same moment, he cast a shapeshifting shadow!

Twelve real shadows appeared around Li Kunwu almost at the same time, forming a perfect circle, and each Ling Yun was swinging his knife, and the sword qi swept towards Li Kunwu in the center of the circle!

Transform into twelve!

This is the limit that Ling Yun can reach after using the Divine Talisman to cast the shapeshifting shadow.

"Dangdang......"

The weapon collided, the sound of gold and iron sounded almost in no particular order, Jueyuan Zen Master's robe flew away, and his figure shuttled like lightning, and he actually used the huge Zen staff in his hand to block every knife that Ling Yun slashed out!

Brush!

Ling Yun returned to the same place, as if he had not moved at all, only felt a sharp pain in his right hand, and his mouth was numb.

He slashed out twelve swords in one breath from twelve directions, and the knives all slashed at the body of Zen Master Jueyuan's staff, and the magic knife was shaken open by the Zen staff every time without exception!

"This old monk of Shaolin Temple is so powerful?!"

Ling Yun was a little shocked in his heart, but there was no expression on his face.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is rude...... I also hope that the little benefactor Haihan. ”

Zen Master Jueyuan also returned to the same place, with a touch of blood on his face, but he quickly returned to normal.

Ling Yun was shocked in his heart, but the shock in the heart of Zen Master Jueyuan had already turned the sky upside down, after fighting with Ling Yun, he now finally understood why the masters of Dragon Tiger Mountain and Kunlun Sword Sect were defeated so quickly and so miserably.

Lingyun not only has a terrifying speed, but also has the power to defy the sky, and that kind of power can already reach the point of reducing ten guises with one force!

When a mountain falls down in front of you, do you still want to hold it up with your hands?

It's just run away or die, it's as simple and rude as it gets.

Zen Master Jueyuan suddenly felt a little worthless for the people of Longhu Mountain and Kunlun Sword Sect, those people actually thought that they would rely on the large number of people and rely on wheel warfare or crowd tactics to kill Lingyun, how ridiculous should this idea be?

Those people died unjustly......

Zen Master Jueyuan had passed the threshold of the innate nine layers early, although it was still the first small realm in the early stage of the innate nine layers, but the first nine was the first nine after all.

Even so, after Zen Master Jueyuan hardened the Lingyun Twelve Swords, he still knew that his true qi had consumed thirty percent, and his arms, wrists, and tiger mouth were all sore!

Moreover, Zen Master Jueyuan used a heavy Zen staff, and he also took advantage of Ling Yun.

"Admire!"

Ling Yun forcibly suppressed the churning of qi and blood in the dantian, and sincerely praised Zen Master Jueyuan.

Zen Master Jueyuan was ashamed, and said with a slight bow: "The little donor is falsely praised, and the poor monk is ashamed, if the little donor has not gone through a series of battles, and is now at the peak, the poor monk can't beat the little donor." ”

Zen Master Jueyuan's attitude really made Ling Yun have no idea of fighting, people are always polite, sincere and humble to talk to us, we can't keep shouting and shouting to kill, right?

That's too slippery. Ling Yun has never been the kind of person who is not interested.

Ling Yun directly put away the Dark Blood Demon Knife, looked directly at Jueyuan and Chongxu, and asked, "It seems that the two of you really plan to save him?"

Zen Master Jueyuan saw Lingyun put away the knife, his face was overjoyed, and he said: "Good and good, it is convenient for you to be convenient for others, and the little donor is really related to my Buddha." ”

It's really a thousand clothes and you don't wear it, Brother Yun was praised by Zen Master Jueyuan for not having the slightest temper, and he said helplessly: "Okay, it's okay not to kill him, but I have a few words to ask him." ”

This time, Zen Master Jueyuan agreed very simply: "Little donor, please ask casually." ”

"Li Kunwu, let me ask you, why do you Kunlun Sword Sect want to stand up for the Divine Sword Villa?"

Li Kunwu knew that his life had finally been saved, even if he wanted to be arrogant at this time, he couldn't be arrogant, and he had the consciousness of being a loser in his heart, so he replied honestly: "The owner of the Divine Sword Villa was originally sent out from our Kunlun Sword, why do you think I should stand up for them?"

So that's the case, Ling Yun suddenly realized and nodded.

Although Li Kunwu answered honestly, the tone of his speech to Ling Yun was still so wild, which made Ling Yun a little unhappy.

"Li Kunwu, I don't care what your background is, don't think that with them blocking me, I really can't kill you, if I really want to kill you, the gods can't save you!"

Ling Yun coldly dropped a sentence, and then asked the question he wanted to ask the most.

"Let me ask you again, what is the relationship between your Kunlun Sword Sect and the Heavenly Sword Sect of the Tianshan Mountains?

Of course, Ling Yun wanted to ask Li Kunwu this question, because it was related to the whereabouts of his mother Qin Qiuyue.

Li Kunwu was a little confused by the question, his expression was confused and he thought for a long time, and muttered: "Tianshan Heavenly Sword Sect, Kunlun Mountain and Tianshan Mountain are thousands of miles apart, and there is a Tarim Basin in the middle, what can we have to do with them?"

Ling Yun frowned, only then did he realize that he had asked the wrong person.