Chapter 1532 A smile in the wind

After Lin Yun finished using the Earth-word Sword Technique, his sword technique suddenly changed, and each sword contained a mysterious light.

Bang!

Every attack of the Golden Holy Fire Whip would be doubled back, and Luo Yuan not only failed to hurt Lin Yun.

Instead, my arms were numb and my palms were cracked, and blood penetrated out.

After the Nine Swords, the word Xuan appears.

Lin Yun's backhand sword, the power from the Golden Holy Fire Whip was rewind back.

Rumble!

The golden holy fire whip that was rolled back was like a river made of flames, repelling towards Luo Yuan.

Luo Yuan's face changed slightly, and he quickly let go of his arms.

break!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Yun flew up and slashed at the golden dragon shadow with a sword.

The water of the river comes from the sky, and there is no white dragon for three hundred years.

I look at the world from heaven, and you and the bright moon are both beautiful.

Swish swish swish swish!

Three sword lights were released from Lin Yun, and one was a figure flying out of the white dragon from the water, and a figure flying out of the bright moon from the sky.

Bang!

The sword light overlapped, standing in the shadow of the golden dragon, and directly made a huge hole.

Whoosh!

Lin Yun got out of it, and the pressure suddenly decreased, and the dragon roar in his body suddenly rose.

The fifty thousand feet of dragon essence boiled instantly, and under the urging of the Shenxiao Sword Technique, the power of the majestic dragon essence filled the whole body.

In the sky, there is a dragon shadow ten feet long looming. During the breathing, the dragon element rolls like magma.

"Ten feet!"

"I'm so sad, his dragon's essence has been transformed by 100%!"

"How is this possible?"

In an instant, the entire Tianchi Villa became boiling. Nangong Yan and others looked at Lin Yun, just like looking at monsters.

They converted three or four into dragon yuan, which was quite impressive, but Lin Yun directly converted ten percent!!

When you first enter the dragon vein, is it the peak of the first level?

Everyone was stunned and was shocked by the power of Lin Yun. This was simply legendary.

The sword is shocking!

The Holy Lord of Tianchi looked at Lin Yun, and three words popped up in his mind, as if he saw the sword that year.

"not good!"

Luo Yuan reacted very quickly and did not care about the thrown golden holy fire whip and dodged directly.

But even so, Lin Yun's sword still stabbed his right shoulder.

Puchi!

The sword's tip is extremely sharp and passes through the shoulders.

Luo Yuan threw out blood, and a ruthless look flashed in his eyes. As he almost stabbed him, the fire in his left hand slammed on Lin Yun.

Bang!

He was full of blood and energy. His palm was extremely terrifying. The two figures immediately separated in the air.

The fire in the air shattered, the sword light swam, and there was chaos.

After Luo Yuan landed on the ground, he rolled around and stood up in a panic. He looked up and immediately flashed with a strange color in his eyes.

The palm he had just slapped out did not hurt Lin Yun. Nearly 40,000 purple gold dragon patterns endured this attack. Lin Yun's blood tumbling, but he blocked the attack.

Swish!

Without any hesitation, he slapped his palm on the ground, rushed over and held the golden holy fire whip again.

Rumble!

At this moment, he had no reservations, and Xiaoyue Luntian bloomed behind him.

The golden holy fire whip was ruthlessly thrown out, and each whip shadow was enough to kill the leader of the two levels of the dragon vein.

Wherever each whip shadow passed, the air was cut into pieces, and the void ahead was cut like a glacier.

Swish swish swish swish!

Lin Yun used his body technique to the limit, but many times he still avoided it.

Even with the burial flower, he could still feel the fierce force in it, which shocked his internal organs and almost vomited blood several times.

"die!"

Luo Yuan held the golden holy fire whip and pulled it out like a barb from top to bottom.

Swish!

The Golden Crow Holy Wing on Lin Yun's left was cut off a small half, and the corners of his mouth twitched in pain. Luo Yuan bullied himself and turned his wrist.

Huh!

The golden holy fire whip circled around him, turned into a golden fire dragon, and sucked hard towards Lin Yun.

Bang!

Lin Yun dodged away, but the ground was completely smashed, and the floor and array patterns were shattered, making a mess.

Bang bang bang bang!

Luo Yuan's offensive continued, his face was extremely ferocious, almost fatal, and it made people frightened.

At the same time, under the attack of the two heroes in the Xuantian Sect, the Sword Sect all fell into battle one by one.

Soon there were only four great saints left, struggling to support them.

Puchi!

Jiang Cheng was slapped out with a palm, and Zhao Yan's sword was crushed, leaving only the two sisters Ye Ziling who were still holding on.

Snowflakes are flying in front of the Holy Dragon Battle Flag.

The two of them had the eyes of snow and the roaring snow and thunder. The divine dragon appeared on Ye Ziling's body, and each sword had the power of the divine dragon.

But before long, Ye Ziyun couldn't stop it anymore and was knocked to the ground by a palm from the air.

"It's still not as good as you..."

Ye Ziyun looked at Ye Ziling who was still holding on and smiled bitterly.

Ye Ziling didn't say anything, waved her long sleeves and bounced away the injured Ye Ziyun and fought against the two heroes in the Xuantian Sect alone.

Liu Yu and Bai Kuang of Xuantian Sect fought one after another. Although they consumed a lot, they became more and more brave and fierce as they fought.

I thought there was only one Ye Ziling left and could be easily taken down, but every time I was about to get closer, the snow flowers in the other person's eyes turned.

It was shining with a golden light, and her bloodline of snow and flowers was different from Ye Ziyun, and the golden light was like a dragon's eyes.

The divine light is radiant, and the sword light is snatching the soul.

At a glance, my whole body was trembling, and my cultivation advantage was still unable to be exerted.

Among the snowflakes flying all over the sky, Ye Ziling was like a goddess dragon, holding a holy sword in her hand, flying among the flowers, and the lightning burst constantly.

Although he was embarrassed, he would not give in front of the Holy Dragon Battle Flag.

It was as if the Holy Dragon Battle Flag flying in the wind was the flag of the Sword Sect. People were in the flag, and the sword in their hands would never give up.

The situation between the scenes was suddenly extremely dangerous.

"Haha, do you still dare to be distracted and seek death?"

Luo Yuan's expression turned cold, and the golden holy fire whip in his hand directly wrapped around the Burial Flower Sword, buzzing, and the sword body kept trembling in Lin Yun's hand.

Lin Yun tried several times but could not break free.

At the same time, a flame always spread from the whip, and soon the entire right hand holding the sword started to burn.

Luo Yuan pulled his wrist a few times and found that he could not pull out the opponent's sword. He immediately let go of his hand and rushed over like a lightning bolt.

Lin Yun's expression changed slightly, and he quickly let go and took three steps back.

"I said that today there are one sword sect that counts one, and they all knelt down and beg for mercy. So what if the disciple of Yaoguang!"

Luo Yuan smiled grimly, rose up in the air, and rushed towards Lin Yunfei.
To be continued...