Lin Yun's eyes darkened, the heart method of the Tiger Fist flashed through his mind. Taking advantage of this feeling, he grasped the surging heat flow within his body, let out a soft cry, and unleashed the sixteenth form of Tiger Fist: Tiger Roars in the Mountains and Forests.,In a dim corner of the wooden hut, there was a sword lying in a basin of icy water.,If it were the past Lin Yun, there was no need for this handsome man to say more, he would have picked it up himself.。