2131: C2131 Get out Get in

C2131 Get out Get in

"My name is Lee Yun, from. . . "

"The Pavilion Master has ordered me to kick out the man who called himself Junior Sister's boyfriend!"

Lee Yun had just introduced himself with a smile on his face when a person quickly ran out from afar. He held a shining sword and pointed it at his face and shouted.

Immediately, all the disciples of the Golden Saint Pavilion who were looking at their son-in-law pulled out their swords and stared at him covetously.

"You are not Junior Sister's boyfriend?"

"I knew Junior Sister would not like this kind of person!"

"Get out. What kind of place do you think my Golden Saint Pavilion is? Bah, why don't you go out and ask around!"

"Get lost immediately, or you'll be served by swords and sabers!"

The shouts made Lee Yun shake his head and sigh. Just as he was about to do something, a notification from the System came again.

"Ding! Update the choice event. Please choose the host.

Choice 1. Directly enter. The reward was the same as before.

Choice two: Enter. But do not kill or heavily injure anyone, reward: Standable, extra reward: Jin Liulee Affability + 0. 9. Skill: Kidnapping (Passive. Explosive rage when Kidnapping. All Attributes increases by 100%).

Choice 3: Pay a smiling face and leave. Rewards: Golden Glazed Affability + 0. 5. "

Kidnapping?

I like this skill!

Lee Yun smiled and looked around at the people with swords and sabers in their hands. "No matter what, I want to see Jin Liulee. You can choose to move aside or block her. The only thing that will not change is that I must see her!"

His words were loud and clear, causing the disciples of the Golden Saint Pavilion to be stunned. Zhao Xian could not help but think that it was indeed the man Junior Sister took a fancy to. This boldness. . . . Pei, who said that he was the son-in-law of the Golden Saint Pavilion?!

"Such big words!" The person who came out to announce the news sneered, "Do you know what the name of our Pavilion Master is? You also know that in the past, our Golden Saint Pavilion. . . "

"Junior Brother Zhou, shut up!" A person stopped him and coldly said to Lee Yun, "You only have two choices. One, get the hell out of here right now! Two, walk in and be killed by our messy swords! Choose! "

" That's not right. "

Lee Yun shook his head. "Only those who have the initiative have the right to choose. Unfortunately, I am the one who has the power!"

"You!"

Everyone was so angry that their lungs were about to explode. This kid was really daring, and his tone was too arrogant!

He was so arrogant that it made people want to fiercely slap him a few times.

"I want to see how much weight you have and how much you dare to sacrifice yourself as a powerhouse!" Senior Brother, who had given Lee Yun the choice, shook the sword in his hand. In an instant, a golden sword light soared into the sky.

"The first movement of the Golden Light Sword Art, Golden Gate Sword!"

Dozens of brilliant golden sword lights connected into one, slashing towards Lee Yun's chest. Golden afterimages accompanied the sword, making it hard for people to tell who was real and who was fake. Together with the Golden Saint Pavilion's special forging technique, they forged a golden sword. Under the sunlight, the sword shone with a golden light, making it hard for people to guard against it.

"Liao Senior Brother is indeed worthy of being the disciple of an elder. This sword has already. . . What!?"

Before the crowd could praise Liao Senior Brother's brilliant sword skills, they saw Lee Yun laughing lightly. He raised his left and right index fingers unhurriedly and pressed them towards the dozens of sword lights.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound, the golden sword lights disappeared together. Liao Senior Brother's golden sword was actually stuck in midair by one of his fingers!2

"I said, I am a strong man!"

Lee Yun's tone was calm, as if he was just talking about an ordinary thing. Under Liao Senior Brother's shocked gaze, he flicked his finger. Dang! The golden sword flew into the air, and Lee Yun took seven or eight steps back. He almost fell to the ground!

"This. . . !"

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