"That was close!" Qi Zhan landed on the ground with lingering fear, but he suddenly realized that his surroundings were terrifyingly quiet.
He hurriedly looked around, only to discover that both Liao Pengyuan and the Gold Hunters who were still alive were completely rooted to the ground, motionless.
Their eyes were filled with despair, shock, and fear.
Even Lin Yun, who was currently floating in the void, frowned.
Qi Zhan was shocked. He felt that something was wrong, and almost instinctively, he wanted to escape from this place.
However, at this moment, he was shocked to discover that he could not move. He lowered his head and saw that a black circle had appeared under his feet, enveloping him.
"What … What is this?" Qi Zhan exclaimed.
As soon as he finished speaking, another voice suddenly rang out in the darkness.
This voice was very old, but it was also mixed with a very gloomy tone, making people feel very uncomfortable.
"Jiang Yun, 18 years old, late-stage Class Four Wu Huang, champion of the General Alliance Conference, now a personal disciple of the Sacred Alliance's General Alliance Master."
Qi Zhan hurriedly looked in the direction of the voice and saw an old man in black appear in the dark.
This old man was holding a portrait in his hand. His eyes seemed to flash with lightning when he opened and closed them. His face was full of wrinkles, and he looked like an old pine tree.
"He's here." Although Lin Yun frowned, he was overjoyed. It seemed that Old Immortal Gou still listened to him.
Lin Yun had seen this old man before.
Previously in Tailiang City, Lin Yun had fought against the three King Hunters, and then the shadow of the blade appeared.
In the end, it was Ji Leshan who appeared and saved him.
That day, there were two other Class Six Wu Sheng who came with Ji Leshan. One was Yuan Yin, and the other was Yuan Yang. They were the two brothers.
The old man who appeared at this moment was Yuan Yin of the two brothers.
"Who are you?" Lin Yun pretended to question him. These words were naturally meant for the Servant Sect, who was monitoring him, to hear.
"The person who killed you." Yuan Yin put the portrait back into his pocket and suddenly formed a seal with his hands.
The Yin Coffin!
In an instant, the black circle beneath Liao Pengyuan, Qi Zhan, and the others actually emitted a large amount of black fog.
The black fog spread extremely quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it formed an airtight black coffin.
In just three seconds, although no sound came from the black coffins, Lin Yun could clearly sense that these people were no longer breathing. They were clearly dead.
When the black coffin disappeared, Liao Pengyuan and the others had also disappeared without a trace. The only thing left was a pile of bones corroded by the black mist where they had been standing.
"Jiang Yun … I seem to have heard of your name before," Yuan Yin did not seem to be in a hurry to fight against Lin Yun. Instead, he placed his hands behind his back and sized up Lin Yun.
Lin Yun's face was expressionless, and there was not the slightest bit of impatience in his heart.
Previously, Immortal Gou Ming had already told him that only the sect master of The Seven Devils, Immortal Gou Ming, and the Tongtian Lord knew that he was a spy. No one else would know about it.
Moreover, even the sect master of The Seven Devils did not know who Lin Yun had assumed the identity of.
After a moment, Yuan Yin remembered and said, "I remember now. A few months ago, the Sword King seemed to have hunted down a young man also called Jiang Yun. That was you, right?"
"That's right. I will take revenge in the future, "Lin Yun replied.
"You have courage." Yuan Yin stood up and said, "Unfortunately, you will die here today."
As soon as he said that, Lin Yun's pupils suddenly contracted. He felt a fatal threat coming from behind him.
Without any hesitation, Lin Yun immediately pounced forward.
Almost at the same time, a terrifying gust of wind came from behind him.
In the next second, accompanied by a loud bang, the place where Lin Yun had just been standing directly exploded.
The terrifying airwave instantly sent Lin Yun flying hundreds of meters away.
Lin Yun suddenly looked back and saw another Yuan Yin appear where he had just been standing. Its expression, aura, and posture were exactly the same. There was no difference at all.
The sky was as dark as ink, and the sudden appearance of the two Yuan Yin made the atmosphere a little strange.
"Is this the ability of your Martial Soul?" Lin Yun slowly stood up and asked.
This was because he saw a translucent Martial Soul appear behind the Yuan Yin that had just appeared.
This Martial Soul was completely black, and it was in the shape of a small person that was less than the size of a palm. It floated cross-legged, and its appearance was exactly the same as Yuan Yin. It was a Sage Martial Soul.
"Master of the Dao of Yin, my Sage Martial Soul." Facing a person who was about to die, Yuan Yin did not hide anything.
In fact, he did not know Lin Yun's true identity.
Before participating in the battle with the Sacred Alliance, Old Immortal Gou Ming had specially ordered the 13 Wu Sheng, including him, to go to different battlefields. At the same time, he had also given them an order and 13 portraits.
This order was for the 13 Wu Sheng to attack with all their might and kill anyone in the portraits if they encountered them.
Yuan Yin was not in a hurry to kill Lin Yun immediately. Instead, he used his Divine Will to control his other clone to attack Lin Yun.
Although this Lin Yun's aura was exactly the same as Yuan Yin's, and they had both reached the Level 6 Wu Sheng realm, in reality, he only had the strength of a Level 3 Wu Sheng.
Even so, it was unrealistic for Lin Yun to face a Level 3 Wu Sheng without being able to activate the Demon God Core Crystal.
Lin Yun directly slashed out with his sword and released a sharp sword qi.
However, Yuan Yin's clone merely waved his hand, and a black light flashed and instantly devoured the sword qi. Then, he reached 30 times the speed of sound and appeared in front of Lin Yun.
This clone did not have a soul. Given Jiang Yun's identity, his strongest skill was naturally the Soul Technique.
However, facing Yuan Yin's clone, the Soul Technique was not effective at all.
"Myriad Yin Fist!"
Yuan Yin's clone directly punched out, and his fist was surrounded by a large amount of black fog.
In an instant, the shadows of many black fists appeared in the air.
The fists fell densely like raindrops, and Lin Yun could not dodge at all.
Moreover, Lin Yun's current speed was only 10 times the speed of sound. He could only cross his arms in front of his chest to block all the fists. Bang!
Bang! Bang!
Accompanied by a series of sounds, Lin Yun's arms completely caved in, and his body kept being blasted back.
In just a few seconds, close to 10,000 fists had bombarded Lin Yun's body.
The last punch was extremely violent, and it directly blasted Lin Yun's body away.
In the void, Lin Yun's body turned into a shadow, and like a meteor, he directly smashed into a mountain wall.
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