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Therefore, Lin Yun was preparing to pick the "fat pig" to slaughter. In Lin Yun's eyes, the team in the temple was a fat pig.

Next, another team came to the finish line one after another. As long as it was not the team of the temple, Lin Yun would let them go.

At 10:40, the first temple team finally arrived at the end.

When they saw Lin Yun blocking the road before the finish line, they naturally felt relieved.

"Leave half of the monster pills, I'll let you go!" Lin Yun looked at the team.

"Lin Yun, you...you are too much, we are the temple team!" said the leader of the leader gritting his teeth.

"It seems that you have not put down the airs of the outer disciples of the Temple. So what about the temple team? In the trial mountain, everything is about strength, not background, and I have enough strength to intercept you!" Lin Yun raised his head and his chest loudly.

After a pause, Lin Yun continued, "Either you take the initiative to hand over half of the monster beast pills, and I will let you go, or I will defeat you now, and then take away all your monster pills. You can choose for yourself."

"You..." The leading captain's facial muscles twitched suddenly.

Although they didn't want to make friends, they thought that Lin Yun had to surrender to the proud record of defeating 13 Nascent Soul Powers alone.

"Okay, let's make a deal!"

The leader took out 170 monster pills and handed them to Lin Yun.

Lin Yun took the monster pill and then let them go.

Lin Yun can completely grab all of them.

But Lin Yun didn't do it too well, so he gave the temple a face and a step forward for himself.

Lin Yun has eliminated 11 elites from the outer sect of the Temple. If all the temple teams are eliminated, they will do too much, which will inevitably make the temple unhappy.

Stay at the forefront of your work and meet again in the future.

Lin Yun has self-knowledge that he cannot compete with the temple at all, at least not now.

At this moment, Zhang Jian and Wu Shuaifei were observing from a distance.

"Lin Yun was indeed intercepting before the finish line. What should we do? We want to go to the finish line, but we can't avoid him at all!" Wu Shuaifei's face turned pale.

"Damn it! Damn it! We won't just do this, we can't enter the inner door." Zhang Jian said angrily.

The teammates of both of them were defeated by Lin Yun and expelled from Trial Mountain.

In this way, they don’t have to give their teammates a score of the spoils in their hands. As long as they can take the spoils to the finish line, they will definitely make the most of the three.

But the problem is that they can't get through Lin Yun's level.

"I'm not afraid. I'm 31 this year. Anyway, I can still participate in three years. At worst, I can delay entering the inner door for three years. But you, Zhang Jian, you are 33 years old this year, and you will not be able to participate next time." Wu Shuaifei said.

Three years is not long for monks.

After hearing this, Zhang Jian's face became even more ugly.

"Damn it, Meng Yangtian, a bastard, is a disciple of the outer sect of the Temple, and he doesn't stand up for us!" Zhang Jian said angrily.

They originally put their hope on Meng Yangtian, but Lin Yun has been doing well so far, so they understood that Meng Yangtian did not seem to be planning to take action.

"I still have to find Meng Yangtian." Wu Shuaifei said.

After all, in this Trial Mountain, Meng Yangtian is the only existence who can fight Lin Yun.

...

Under the mountain.

On the judges' seat.

"If Zhang Jian and Wu Shuaifei want to go to the end, they must pass Lin Yun's level, and Lin Yun will definitely not let them pass. These two geniuses from the outer sect of the Temple may be defeated in the Trial Mountain." The third elder shook his head.

"Zhang Jian, if you dare to bother, you don't need Lin Yun to do it. I will deal with you now!" Meng Yangtian's tone was cold.

Zhang Jian was stunned, and his steps stopped immediately. He did not dare to follow him any longer. His face looked even more ugly as if he had eaten shit.
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