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Chapter 1944: Crushing again

"Hao Yuntian, do you think I, Lin Yun, have no means?" Lin Yun raised his lips.

Flying Snow Sword Formation!

Lin Yun waved his hand.

A Holy Spirit-level weapon, 127 super god-level weapons, instantly emerged in the air, forming an extremely terrifying sword formation!

At this moment, all the vast internal forces in Lin Yun's body surged out, and all the powers of gods and demons, divine consciousness, demon bones and other powers were blessed.

The power of wrist guards explodes!

A special energy jumped out of the wrist guard and poured into the sword formation.

Compared to the Feixue Sword Formation that Lin Yun just activated, this time, the swords of the Feixue Sword Formation were all replaced with super god-level weapons, plus the power of wrist guards!

All this is just a moment.

"Go!"

call out!

One hundred and twenty-eight swords were wrapped in a layer of black flames, flying out like a storm, rushing towards the evil demon activated by Hao Yuntian!

"What?!"

Hao Yuntian's face changed drastically after witnessing the terrifying power of Lin Yun's move.

In the air.

The Flying Snow Sword Formation instantly hit, and the evil spirit of the black fog demon came towards him.

The huge black fog demon trembled violently, and after persisting for a while, it exploded with a bang. The remaining power of the sword formation enveloped Hao Yuntian.

"puff!"

Hao Yuntian immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body flew backwards again, falling heavily on the ground in the distance, smashing the ground to crack.

The surroundings fell into silence again.

Everyone looked a little strange when they looked at Lin Yun. They never expected that Lin Yun had such powerful means!

And they could see clearly that Lin Yun had just mobilized 128 super god-level weapons!

Although the value of super god-level weapons is far less than that of Holy Spirit-level weapons, such a move is enough to shock them.

"This boy is so terrifying!" The old man in black robe couldn't help but take a breath.

"This guy is really beyond my expectations. What an exaggerated guy." Jin Yaoer raised her mouth.

After Hao Yuntian used such terrifying methods just now, Jin Yao'er thought Lin Yun would lose. If Lin Yun could resist, she would think Lin Yun was powerful, but Lin Yun defeated Hao Yuntian.

Jin Yuancheng was speechless, as if he was bolt from the blue. With the power of Lin Yun's move just now, he knew that if he was asked to deal with it, he would have to use his trump card to block it.

The disciples from several other teams around were also amazed.

"He finally defeated Hao Yuntian!"

"This guy is so perverted..."

In the field.

"receive!"

Lin Yun took back 128 flying swords, leaving only the Holy Spirit-level weapon of the Resentful Sword.

With so many super-god-level weapons, the power of the sixth level of the Flying Snow Sword Formation has greatly increased. In addition, the use of wrist guards to defeat Hao Yuntian is completely within Lin Yun's imagination.

"Hao Yuntian, you lost!" Lin Yun stood with a sword in his arms, looking at Hao Yuntian a hundred meters away.

"Why? Why?!"

Hao Yuntian, who was pale, covered his chest and roared unwillingly, his face full of resentment.

He even used the body-eating soul refining technique. He paid such a great price but failed to defeat Lin Yun. Instead, he was defeated by Lin Yun again?

He is unwilling to give up!

However, he has lost his trump card and is seriously injured.

Want to fight again? Obviously it is impossible.

Even if he was unwilling to accept it and was unwilling to accept the fact that he was defeated by Lin Yun in a one-on-one challenge.

At this moment, he finally realized that even if he had a one-on-one fight, he was not Lin Yun's opponent.

"Hao Yuntian, you still lost. Are you convinced now? If you don't agree, you can continue! I, Lin Yun, will accompany you to the end!"

Lin Yun's voice was not loud, but he was in power to dominate the world.

Hao Yuntian's face suddenly changed, and he couldn't speak for a while, so he could continue? What else did he do to continue now?

"It seems that you have tried your best. Since that's the case, I'll take your life!"

Lin Yun's cold tone rose up with murderous intent.

"Flying Snow Sword Formation, go!"

Lin Yun waved his hand and 128 flying swords, with terrifying power, rushed towards Haoyuntian, trying to kill Haoyuntian.

"No!" Hao Yuntian roared in horror.

He is seriously injured now, so how can he bear such a terrifying offensive?

"Lin Yun, you are too arrogant, right? Do you still want to kill Hao Yuntian? Do you think my Soul Refining Sect is air?!"

An angry shout suddenly exploded.

At the same time, a figure rushed to Hao Yuntian, and at the same time, his palms slapped out violently. The powerful black fog swept out and intercepted the Feixue Sword Formation.

boom!

The collision broke out, the sword formation was repelled, and the black fog exploded, sweeping away the smoke and wind again.

Lin Yun looked closely and saw that the one who took the attack was Gao Yuan, led by the Soul Refining Sect. His third-level Mahayana realm was extremely powerful.

Lin Yun and this lofty realm are three different, including a big realm.

When Hao Yuntian saw Gao Yuan stopping Lin Yun's attack, he gasped and also let out a long breath. As if he had survived the disaster, his forehead was already covered with sweat.

In the field.

"Lin Yun, stay on the front line in your work and meet again in the future. Since you have defeated Hao Yuntian, let it go. If you insist on killing someone, I promise that it will be of no benefit to anyone!" Gao Yuan's tone was cold and his face turned cold.

Lin Yun looked at him calmly: "What are you? You are the one who can speak here? Your disciple of the Soul Refining Sect died in the Shanhai Realm space last time. What's my fear?"

Lin Yun can guarantee that Hao Yuntian has a murderous intention. If Lin Yun defeated him, he would definitely kill Lin Yun.

This is true. Hao Yuntian had already discussed with Gao Yuan. If the black dragon took action when killing Lin Yun, Gao Yuan would take action to stop him.

"You...you...you are so angry! You are young, don't be too crazy!!!" Gao Yuan's eyes were resentful, both angry and angry.

He is a genius in the Soul Refining Sect. Before he was two hundred years old, he also participated in the Thousand Sects Battle and also crushed the entire game to win the championship. However, he has already exceeded the limit this year and can no longer participate in the Thousand Sects Battle.

"Is it still called young if you are not frivolous?" Lin Yun smiled coldly.

"Hmph, since that's the case, don't blame me for being Gao Yuan!"

Gao Yuan grabbed his hand and a sword lit up in his hand.

With the appearance of the sword, Taotao's internal force was poured into the sword.

Then, Gao Yuan turned into a stream of light and rushed towards Lin Yun. The sword in his hand was amazingly powerful!

Lin Yun had previously activated the Flying Snow Sword Formation and controlled a total of 128 flying swords. It was too much for Lin Yun. After all, it was a bit difficult to control 128 accessories. Now it was too difficult to control 128 more.

"bring it on!"

Lin Yun took back one hundred and twenty-eight flying swords in his bag, leaving only the resentful sword in his hand.

The sword light rushes, and then rushes out.

God-magic power bursts out!

The spiritual consciousness explodes!

Demon bone, burst!

Combination of mystery, fusion!

Lin Yun integrated all the methods into the Sword of Resentment, causing the power to skyrocket.

clang!

The sword was shaking, and the power burst out with brilliant sparks, and the power was splashing everywhere.

The power of the weapons of both sides also poured out, and the surging power shocked Lin Yun to retreat continuously, and every step was "dongdong" sounded.
Chapter completed!
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