Chapter 685

Still dare to provoke?

Seeing the murderous intent in Lin Yun's eyes, Tang Ying was even more angry.

"Little bastard, you will never know how big the gap between the Yin-Yang Realm and the Yang Xuan Realm is. If you hadn't wanted to let you die so easily, you would have been stepped on by me and begged for mercy!"

He was really angry, especially when he sensed that there were other warriors watching the fun hidden in the secret, and his endless anger and murderous intent were completely released.

He is confident that he can crush all the leaders in the Yin-Yang realm, no matter how evil he is.

As long as he has not broken through the Yin-Yang Realm, he will always be like a native chicken and a tile dog in front of him. As long as he truly releases his power, he can easily kill Lin Yun.

In the midst of anger, Tang Ying moved!

call out!

He took a step forward without using any body skills at all, and then poured it between his feet with his majestic and thick true energy. He then stepped lightly, and the earth suddenly shook, carrying violent pressure, and came to Lin Yun.

With a ruthless and cold smile, domineering and arrogant, the waving palm light was like an ancient star condensed by blood, smashing it hard towards Lin Yun.

Such methods are quite rare. He did not draw a sword, but the blood light contained in the palm was clearly condensed by the blood-colored sword dance. This palm fell, which not only had the sharpness of the sword intent, but also made up for the shortcomings of the sword intent not being heavy enough.

He wanted to slap Lin Yun into a meat paste with one palm.

To make up for the humiliation that Lin Yun had just stepped on his feet in black in front of him, he wanted to kill Lin Yun with a more cruel and fierce killing.

Faced with this extremely arrogant and domineering palm, Lin Yun's expression was still calm and calm, but two sharp edges suddenly shot out from his eyes. The sharp edge was like lightning that almost condensed into reality. He planned not to dodge or avoid, and to resist directly, punch the flesh, and use fists to the palm.

Boom! Roar! Roar!

The fist and palms intersect, like two volcanoes blasting each other, bursting out with dazzling gazes. The scattered shock waves were terrifying to a terrifying state, shaking all directions.

Click! Click! Click!

The ground under the two of them suddenly exploded, and countless cracks meandered away, like ferocious dragons dancing. Countless ancient trees and huge rocks that supported the sky were torn down by the cracks and immediately turned into boundless powder, dust rolling, and vast.

This is an amazing fight!

An alien look of surprise appeared in the eyes of outsiders. The Yin-Yang Realm was invincible and the unreserved attack was actually blocked by Lin Yun.

Tang Ying was even more surprised. His palm was quite tricky. If someone else had a small success in the Yin-Yang realm, he would have to be beaten into a ball of mud by him, and he would have died without a place to die.

But the young man in front of him, who is just a great success in Yangxuan Realm, can actually compete with him!

After being surprised, Tang Ying's eyes suddenly became hot and she smiled sinisterly: "You guys have many secrets. I will capture you later and torture you and spit it out for me! Everything you are destined to make wedding dresses for me, and I will be trampled under my feet!"

His eyes were arrogant, and his murderous intent and anger increased again. The two of them soared into the air and fought again.

From a distance, the two of them, whether it was the bursting lightning and the blooming blood mist, seemed extremely amazing.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

A terrifying vision spread in the air, and the blazing light shone the sky and the earth incredibly brightly, making people feel more and more shocked.

The young man didn't look like a junior, with a boundless style and terrifyingly strong.

Tang Ying was extremely shocked and could not calm down. He was a great achievement of the Yin-Yang Realm. His true essence was tempered by the power of Yin-Yang, and he passed through the small achievement and promoted to the great achievement, producing a qualitative flyby. Ten small achievement of the Yin-Yang Realm were not enough for him to fight.

But now that more than ten moves have passed, he still can't take Lin Yun and is still in a fight.

“That’s the end!”

Tang Ying roared, and he felt humiliated, completely humiliated. He had not taken Lin Yun over ten moves, let alone stepped on his opponent into a meat paste, which was a very shameful humiliation.

Click!

His pupils seemed to be shattered, with blood mist filled with sword light flying around him,

The vision is very terrible.

In the distance, everyone was shocked and realized that the Iron Blood Sword Sect could stand firm in Yanlong Ridge. I was afraid that it had some foundation and was supported by a large force behind it. The strength that Tang Ying exerted was now better than the ordinary Yin-Yang Realm Great Success.

The blood sword is like fog, and the blood sword is like a flower!

This can already be regarded as a secret technique, and it is obviously related to the forces represented by the young man in white.

"Are you there? That's not necessarily!"

Lin Yun was not afraid, and used the Nine Changes of the Canglong and mobilized four dragon patterns. Suddenly, a dazzling light of lightning leaped, and the thunder in his palm continued to rush to the sky. The perfect sword intent at the peak burst out and rushed to the sky.

He fused the sword intent with the Nine Changes of Canglong, and without drawing the sword, he induced his own pressure to the extreme.

He said that he would never let go of this and never draw his sword.

If you don’t kill Tang Ying for a day, you won’t have to bury flowers for a day.

boom!

Accompanied by shocking pressure, the two of them collided fiercely and fought fiercely in the air hundreds of meters. After landing, they flew into the air again, just like two irritable monsters who were completely red in their eyes.

"Who is this young man? What a strong sword intent, it actually suppressed Tang Ying's sword intent, my god!"

"Why do you feel a little familiar? It's a bit similar to the rumored person, Qingyi, with a sword box on her back, about seventeen or eighteen years old!"

"It's him! He is Lin Yun. Not long ago, he made a big fuss at the death auction, which defeated the burial boys of many noble families in one fell swoop. He competed with Qing Ruoyou for the Zi Yao Divine Stone, and the monsters on the inner list attacked Tianhe, but they could not do anything to him in three moves."

"No wonder this is the case"

Everyone suddenly realized, and a look of silence appeared in their hearts, and they were very excited for a moment.

Lin Yun's affairs can be said to be a hot topic in Tianling City, almost everyone knows it. However, after he punched Xuanyin Bell that day, his whereabouts were unknown, but he did not expect to appear in Yanlong Ridge and fight with the terrifying existence of the Yin-Yang Realm.

"This guy is such a cruel man!"

Everyone was shocked. It was better to see it at first sight than to hear it. It was truly witnessing what a monster is.

boom!

In the air, strange phenomena continued, lightning and blood mist fought wildly, and the two of them were in a hurry to kill.

Each was like two ends, one was covered in blood mist, and the other was thunder flashing, surging with the supreme sword power.

Tang Ying's eyes looked a little horrible. After hundreds of powerful bombs, the boy's body looked like a monster, with strong blood and energy, as if nothing had happened. But blood stains were already overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and he was injured. What's even more terrifying is that even his aura showed signs of being suppressed by the other party.

This is a real battle, a strong collision, and Lin Yun, who has been reborn in his body, has obvious advantages.

What made him most afraid of was that the other party actually mastered the peak and perfect sword intent, completely suppressing the blood-colored sword fog formed by his secret technique.

"Damn it, enough!"

Tang Ying was very angry. He said this a long time ago. But now he was injured, and the other party was still fierce. Da Yan had already swollen his face, which was extremely humiliating.

With a buzzing sound, he drew his sword out of the sheath. It was a green sword engraved with many patterns and a cold light.

Lin Yun's heart thundered wildly and he flicked back.

This sword should at least be a top-grade treasure, and it has been refined with some evil technique. His position as a Xuan Master is quite sensitive to it.

Now that the burial flower cannot be released, you must be cautious when facing this sword with empty hands.

"I want to leave now? It's too late. I haven't pulled this sword for ten years. Today I will pay you blood to pay tribute to you!"

Tang Ying looked ferocious and sneered repeatedly. He has been practicing for a long time since he was a big age, so he will naturally rely on some reliance. This Biyun Sword, which has been stained with the magic fog, is his trump card. It will never be pulled out easily, and the power will be much smaller once it is used.

The next moment, blood mist filled the air, magic light splattered, and a black pattern appeared on Tang Ying's face holding the sword.

The long sword with blue light shone out endless winds, stirring up the wind and clouds of the sky. The sword fell, making the world lose its color, which was extremely terrifying.

Everyone behind changed their faces, and their eyes were terrified. This sword was a little weird!

Lin Yun felt a little danger

The dangerous aura, five dragon patterns were called at the same time, and the lightning light burst out all over his body, like a river. In an instant, he avoided the sword.

Rumble!

The place where he was standing was cut out by this sword, which was like an abyss, as if it was bottomless.

"I said, you will definitely die today! Xiao Xiaoyang Xuan Realm dares to compete with me, not knowing how to live or die!"

The power of a sword made Tang Ying's confidence soar and he roared towards the sky.

The Biyun Sword is so terrible that it must have been refined with special techniques and can be called a forbidden weapon. With all the strength, Tang Ying's strength soared out of thin air, and in an instant, an astonishing blood mist burst out again and rolled away.

Many people saw this and sighed.

This old guy is really shameless. He even used a forbidden weapon to deal with a junior in the Yang Xuan realm.

Many people are worth it for Lin Yun. After all, Iron Blood Sword Sect has been doing evil for many years and has long been unpopular. If someone can kill his deputy sect leader, it will definitely be a great pleasure.

But now it seems that Lin Yun is not good.

Lin Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, but he was not panicked. He kept dodging while his figure was flickering. He was waiting, waiting for an excellent mobile phone opportunity to change the outcome with one blow.

Let him be arrogant for a while, the higher he jumps, the more painful he falls.

"Boy, weren't you very crazy just now? Let me be crazy again, I will teach you how to be a good person!"

"Do you dare to take my sword?"

"Aren't you carrying a sword box on your back? You draw your sword and fight me!"

With the Biyun Sword in hand, Tang Ying danced with long hair, his expression was ferocious and proud, chasing Lin Yun around and running around, not daring to compete with him. This pleasure made him feel extremely happy, and this was the situation he wanted.
To be continued...