Lin Yun's eyes condensed, and he pointed his sword angrily, and the sword shadows flying in the sword formation turned into silver streams, gathering together, like silver torrents rushing out.

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!

Eighty-one silver sword shadows fell into the blurry figure almost at the same time, shattering the murderous intent on his body.

"Is it done?"

Lin Yun kicked himself with a little exhausted breath and said, if the sword formation could not break this restriction, he would be destined to return empty-handed.

The vague figure kept wriggling after being crushed by murderous intent, and finally suddenly exploded in front of Lin Yun.

Countless red lights burst out, and in the air, there was only a jade slip floating quietly.

Lin Yun smiled at the corner of his mouth, walked forward and grabbed it.

The moment he held the jade slip tightly, the surrounding spaces rotated for no reason, and the scene changed rapidly, and when his vision returned to clearness.

He had returned to the formation of the Book Hall and looked up. Elder Yu was smiling at him. Mo Ling came next to him at some point. In addition, there were many old men who appeared from somewhere, and they all looked at him in surprise.

"Seven Killing Fist! The taboo technique that has been sealed for hundreds of years has been brought out by you like this. You guy really gave me a surprise." Elder Yu looked at Lin Yun and laughed softly.

Lin Yun looked at the formation and the strange eyes of many old men, and smiled bitterly: "Can I have to go back to this Seven Killing Fist?"

"That's not necessary. Everyone was just surprised. They wanted to see who took the Seven Killing Fist. Although you practiced it, this boxing technique has a very strong killing intention, but it comes from Buddhism. It's quite strange. You have to be more careful."

Elder Yu touched his beard and waved his hand and smiled.

"Buddhist boxing does not necessarily require great compassion."

The moment the words were finished, the sound of dragon roars and tigers sounded on Lin Yun. The majestic fist power was mixed with a trace of violent Buddha power, making the fist power even more ferocious and domineering.

Such a vision made everyone stunned.

Lin Yun smiled slightly and bowed, "Thank you, Elder Yu, for your accomplishment. If nothing else is done, I will say goodbye first."

Looking at his back as he turned and left, a divine light flashed in Elder Yu's eyes. So that's it, no wonder the Seven Killing Fist chose him.

"Lin Yun, don't forget the battle between Xuanyin Flowers six days later!"

When Lin Yun was about to step out of the hall gate, Mo Ling's crisp voice sounded.

"Don't worry, I don't want to miss such a grand event."
Chapter completed!