But no one expected that when the scene changed, Lin Yun actually controlled eight ancient ferocious beasts with his backhand, defeating Feng Shaoyu in one fell swoop.

Not only that, but the ancient seal was even dug up.

Everyone in Hidden Sword Villa was also confused as to why Feng Shaoyu was still defeated miserably even though the Eight Fierce Soul Locking Arrays were sacrificed.

"I...actually lost..."

Feng Shaoyu was lying on the water. He never thought that he would lose this battle.

He had already seen Lin Yun's extraordinary qualities. He was willing to admit that his talent was not as good as the other's, but he was really unwilling to let him become the other's stepping stone.

He is the young owner of the dignified Hidden Sword Villa, how could he lose like this?

Whoosh!

Lin Yun let go of his hand, and the chains escaped into the bodies of the ferocious beasts. They saluted Lin Yun and then turned into rays of light and injected them into the ancient seal.

Lin Yun was dressed in white and stood in the air. He stretched out his hand and pulled the funeral flower back from the dragon bone sword.

After looking at Feng Shaoyu lying in a pool of blood, he did not choose to continue taking action.

Lin Yun looked up and his eyes fell on the golden ancient seal in front of him.

The ancient seal shines with golden light, and a strange and noble dragon is entangled in the square.

Lin Yun stretched out his hand and wanted to hold the ancient seal directly.

He has a strong intuition that this ancient seal may be related to the "Broken Sword" directly in his body. He now has too many questions.

Who is the man in white?

Why can I control these ancient evil spirits?

When the bright moon was there, the morning light illuminated Chu Yun's return?

The broken sword in the body can no longer be pulled out. What will be the consequences if it is pulled out?

Whoosh!

Lin Yun reached out and grabbed the ancient seal, and the light dispersed.

"This seems to be the Tianlong Seal. No wonder it can control eight ancient evil spirits. This Hidden Sword Villa has quite a lot of background."

In the secret realm of Ziyuan, Little Bingfeng tutted in praise.

"Ye Qingtian, return the seal!" Feng Wuji said with a dark face on top of Tianque.

boom!

At the same time, several men in black with swords appeared on the eaves outside the square, and their bodies were filled with an extremely terrifying aura.

Needless to say, this seal is very important to Hidden Sword Villa, and Lin Yun will never let it be taken away.

Lin Yun was reasonably sensible and knew that this was not the time to take away the seal.

But when he was about to return it, the gorgeous woman beside Feng Wuji shook her head at him, and then blinked.

Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, then he came to his senses, raised his head and said, "Master, you have not yet decided whether to win or lose this battle."

Feng Wuji's face suddenly darkened, and he lowered his voice and said, "Return the seal. This seal has nothing to do with victory or defeat."

He was majestic, not angry, but still made people tremble.

"There is no rush, you should declare the winner first." Lin Yun said calmly: "With such pushback and obstruction, it is possible that Hidden Sword Villa still wants to cheat."

Feng Wuji remained calm, but there was a lot of anger in his heart. This was the first time he met such a bold junior.

"Give him the sword."

In the midst of this stalemate, a voice came from Feng Wuji's ear. Feng Wuji was stunned for a moment and then said: "You win this battle. Return the seal and I will give you the Furnace Sword immediately."

Lin Yun smiled and said: "Thank you, please!"

He had no intention of going up, so he spread out his hand and placed the seal on his palm, asking Feng Wuji to come and get it himself.

"The old man actually agreed."

Second senior sister Feng Yu looked in a certain direction and found a weathered old man standing on a tall building in the distance with a very complicated expression.

But what does his expression mean?

Feng Yu felt strange in her heart. This was the first time she saw her father. His expression was so complicated, shocked, shocked, and confused, with a hint of expectation and excitement.

As if aware of Feng Yu's gaze, the old man's expression returned to normal, and he left with a straight face and hands behind his back.

"Third sister, everyone below is watching. If you don't let go, where will my face go?" Feng Wuji's face turned red and he lowered his voice.

Feng Yu was lost for a moment. He tried to get up several times but failed, and he suddenly felt quite embarrassed.

"My, my."

Feng Yu smiled and quickly let go of his hand.

[I struggled for a long time between the two sentences "Chaoyun Never Disperses" and "Morning Zhao Chuyungui", and finally chose the latter sentence. Brothers who don't understand can read my old book Xianwu Fellow Practitioners. It's okay not to read it, and the following is also
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