If Lin Yun really had such a stunning sword attainment, he would not have stayed in the Fuyun Sword Sect at all, and had been taken away by the super sect in the ancient domain.

But they were still extremely nervous after all. The ten holy swords were also extremely large for Qingyan Cang Sword Tower.

If Lin Yun really agreed to Feng Xingyang and then defeated Feng Xingyang with another sword, the loss would be a bit huge.

Feng Xingyang looked calm and continued, "A swordsman's words are as good as the horse. Since you dare to humiliate me in public, you will have to bear such a arrogant price. If you cannot defeat me with one sword, I will lose ten holy swords.

If you lose, I won’t kill you, just cut off your own arm!”

"So, I have to fight you?" Lin Yun's expression was indifferent, not refusing.

"There must be a fight!"

Feng Xingyang said with gritted teeth.

"If you want to fight, I will be sure of you. But I don't want ten holy swords. If you lose, you can just cut off your arm." Lin Yun raised his eyes and looked at the other party, his eyes were unscathed, as if it were

Yan, he really doesn't have much interest in fighting with the other party.

Suddenly, everyone on Qingyan Square was stunned in surprise.

He actually agreed!

Is this possible to defeat Feng Xingyang with one sword?

Everyone looked at Lin Yun in disbelief. Is this guy crazy? The many young swordsmen on the flying platform were also puzzled.

Even Zhao Yan looked solemn and did not understand his intentions.

How strong is it to defeat Feng Xingyang with one sword? No matter how you think about it, it is incredible.
Chapter completed!