Chapter 569

Wow!

The heads thrown high up made tens of thousands of people look upside down and they are silent like death.

Everyone was very familiar with the head, and they were really familiar with it. But at this moment, everyone felt extremely unfamiliar and opened their mouths and didn't know what to do.

When you say it is familiar, it is naturally because of that appearance, you can recognize it at a glance. When you say it is unfamiliar, it is because this picture is so incredible.

Na Luo Shen's strength is so terrifying that a giant sword that is extremely exaggerated is even more impressive.

As strong as Mu Xue, the leader who came out of the Tianjian Sect was defeated in his hands.

He even almost died here. The other party's fierce and cruel cold smile was still vivid in his mind, as if it was just before.

But now, this man is dead.

He died in the hands of the young man in blue Lin Yun, slashing his right hand with one sword, slashing his left hand with one sword, and slashing his head with one sword!

Three swords, just three swords, cut melons and vegetables, and took Luo Shen's life.

But what is even more surprising is that the middle-aged boy looked cold and had already turned around and did not look at the headless body eyes at all.

Cao Xiu and the other two were coming towards him, and they were in the air, with murderous intent overwhelming. The murderous intent was like a raging fire, and the cruel look flashed with cruelty in their eyes. But when they saw the heads flying up behind Lin Yun, they were like falling from ice caves, and their hearts were as if they were hit by a heavy hammer.

Luo Shen is dead!!!

There was no word that could describe the mood of the three of them at this moment. The sudden cold sweat caused endless chills on their backs. The murderous intent suddenly became cold, and their faces were extremely pale.

"retreat!"

This impact was too great, causing the three people to be chaotic and have many flaws.

Getting closer to Lin Yun is undoubtedly a journey of dying. But Lin Yun’s Burial Flower Sword in his hand did not want to give him this opportunity. He turned around without hesitation. He raised his hand and stepped forward and stabbed him out. The cold light at the tip of the sword was like a star, constantly expanding in the eyes of Cao Xiu and the other two. He followed like a shadow, biting the three people who retreated desperately, and not giving him a few

A chance for someone to turn around.

Rush!

The situation between the fields suddenly became quite strange. The young man in blue, one with one sword, forced Cao Xiu and the other to retreat continuously.

"Fight!"

Seeing the situation so passive and unable to retreat, the three people roared in anger. With the thunderous momentum, they each took action and slashed towards Lin Yun.

clang!

But Lin Yun seemed to have expected that the sword body would draw a cold arc from bottom to top, and each of the three of them would burst out with blood.

As the few people screamed, Lin Yun took action like lightning, and the Burial Flower Sword kept igniting like a spear like a storm.

Puchi!

In the blink of an eye, Chen Yu, who had been injured before, was first stabbed in the chest by a sword and was shocked to death.

Cao Xiu and Bai Yuchen from Liuyun Academy suddenly lit up their eyes, each of whom stood up and erupted with terrifying killing moves.

But the moment Lin Yun shook Chen Yu with his sword, the golden crow seal behind him shone brightly. With his arms spread, he rushed back like a golden crow, and he happened to avoid it.

Rumble!

Cao Xiu and Bai Yuchen's killing moves bombarded the ground and instantly exploded a huge deep pit, dust like snow, sweeping across the world.

The light of the bright moon!

But before the two of them could escape, Lin Yun, who had just flew out, came back like lightning. In the air, a magnificent and domineering sword light, like a burning moon, falling ruthlessly.

The sword is like the bright moon, the bright moon is like fire!

This sword light was so powerful that it was incredibly powerful under the activation of the Ninth-level Sword Technique. The surprised eyes of many viewers fell on Cao Xiu and Bai Yuchen.

Puchi!

The two men's body-protecting true energy appeared cracks, and several bloody wounds fell on their bodies.

"How did this guy do it?"

The two of them looked extremely shocked. This moon-like sword light, when the two of them joined forces to carry it, actually returned.

Can hurt them.

The other party is only at the peak of the Yin Xuan Realm's perfect cultivation. No matter how strong it is, it shouldn't be so terrifying.

What kind of martial arts did he practice?

"What a terrible sword. This seems to be Lin Yun's strongest killer move. This person must have had an adventure, and his sword skills were quite good."

"I'm afraid it's not that simple. The innate sword intent is already very terrifying, but have you not discovered that Lin Yun's innate sword intent is already close to the great success?"

"With the innate sword intent that is approaching Dacheng, combined with his own sword technique, it makes sense that this sword can have such power."

This battle was fierce and cruel, and it was extremely thrilling and exciting almost all the time.

The sword power displayed by Lin Yun really made everyone's eyes lit up and shocked. Even the Blood Feather Tower and Canjian Pavilion in Youzhou City were afraid that there would be no monster with such terrible sword skills.

When Jiang Yi heard the discussions from all directions, he shook his head slightly. What these people were saying was right.

But I ignored a little

The reversal of the situation did not begin with Luo Shen's death. Even if only three people are left to join forces, the chances of winning will be at least 60%.

But Na Luoshen's death made the three of them feel confused and flaws come out, and Lin Yun took the initiative in one fell swoop.

The real point is Lin Yun’s pure heart towards the sword at that moment, neither shocked nor impatient, nor anxious or slow. It is a kind of courage, a kind of style that cannot be explained and only the swordsman can understand.

Everyone was also surprised to see this scene in the seat of Tianfu Academy.

"What a terrible sword technique."

"Na Luoshen actually said he was dead. It's so satisfying. How arrogant he was before!"

"Hahaha, what a Lin Yun, the burial flower boy, it's true that he is well-known."

"Senior Sister Mo Ling is indeed unique in her eyes and is admirable. She can show such a courage. Even if she loses, who dares to underestimate my Tianfu Academy at all!"

"Yes, how many people can do this kind of courage?"

Surprised by Lin Yun's strength, Tianfu Academy suddenly swept away the haze and looked excited.

Mu Xue, who was lying on the chair, opened her eyes weakly. Her vision was a little blurred, but she could still roughly identify the blurred figure. She suddenly thought that she had shocked Lin Yun with her innate sword intent.

But Lin Yun's strength, as long as she is willing, she can make her look ugly in front of Senior Tang Yu on the spot. She felt a little guilty in her heart. I really misjudged this guy.

In the middle of the venue.

Just when Lin Yun shook Cao Xiu and the other two, he didn't notice that a sinister gaze had already stared at him in secret.

It was Chen Yu, Chen Yu, who was stabbed in the chest by Lin Yun’s sword before and suffered severe injuries.

"Go to die!"

Seeing Lin Yun slashing out several sword lights, just as soon as he landed on the ground, the purple folding fan in his hand with spiritual patterns turned into a purple lightning, aiming at Lin Yun's heart like a terrifying geese.

His attack had been planned for a long time and was extremely insidious.

He was confident that even if this blow could not kill Lin Yun's life, he would be half dead.

In the blink of an eye, the purple folding fan killed him and was about to approach him. It suddenly exploded and turned into twelve sharp fan bones, each stabbing Lin Yun's vital points.

"Hahaha, Lin Yun, you're dead!"

After succeeding, Chen Yu saw this scene and didn't care about the sword wound on his chest and burst into laughter.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

But the moment Lin Yun turned around, he swung out ninety-eighty-one sword lights in one breath. The sword light looked faintly like a blooming purple pot flower, and all the twelve fan bones were bounced back without exception.

Puchi!

Chen Yu was laughing, before he could react, he was stabbed into the vital points by the bones, just like a hedgehog.

The fan bone at the center of his eyebrows was the most deadly, with blood constantly overflowing. Chen Yu's face was pale, and he could feel his vitality disappearing rapidly.

"In my life, Lin hates others to attack with hidden weapons the most!"

A deep cold flashed in Lin Yun's eyes as if from hell. This scene reminded him of Brother Xinjue before his death.

The picture.

Without giving him the chance to have his entire body, Lin Yun turned into a sword light and penetrated directly through the dying Chen Yu.

Bang!

When Lin Yun landed on the ground, his body was split into pieces and exploded with a bang.

Clang!

When the split corpses landed one after another, there were several violent explosions. Waves of cold swords, annihilated the falling body, turning into ashes, and passing away with the wind.

No more

Chen Yu of Baiyu Academy was even worse than Naluo Shen, and was destroyed by dust, and his corpse was gone.

Countless eyes were filled with fear, and fell on the back of the boy. Many strong men's faces and mouths twitched. How hatred is this sword? What kind of taboo does Chen Yu violate Lin Yun? He was treated in such a tragic way.
To be continued...