In the dark night, Lin Yun's figure is like an unpredictable long dragon, constantly changing its figure in the void. Every time it appears, it will be accompanied by a sword energy, cutting off a body of No. 18.
Wherever he stood, scorching heat would be left. In just a few seconds, Lin Yun had moved thousands of times and cut off thousands of No. 18's bodies.
"I have thousands of incarnations, have you finished killing me?" The body of No. 18 appeared again. At this moment, he was standing high on the castle, looking down at Lin Yun, looking confident.
No. 18 waved out two drops of black ink with both fingers at the same time. The two drops of black ink were like tigers pouncing on food, unstoppable.
The World-Destroying Divine Sword Jue—The Fourth Style.
I saw Lin Yun standing in the void, with firm eyes, and swung his sword towards No. 18 with all his strength.
In an instant, a crescent-shaped sword energy horizontally cut off two drops of black ink, and at the same time cut No. 18's body into two halves again. The part of the castle where No. 18 was standing was also struck by this crescent sword energy.
Cut off half of it.
However, after just a short while, No. 18 appeared again at another place above the castle.
"The Moxu tribe is indeed a bit difficult to deal with." Lin Yun said in a low voice.
The Moxu tribe is a race from the Demon Realm. According to legend, the Moxu beast has the ability to swallow the sky and the sea.
After each inkbeard beast kills an enemy, it will transform the enemy's body into its own clone.
This clone has the same cultivation level as himself. As long as the immortal energy in his mind moves, his body will transform into this clone, and he will appear in another place.
This is where the inkbeard beast is difficult to deal with.
However, it is rumored that the Moxu beasts do not live long and their cultivation is not good. Only a few Moxu beasts in the Moxu tribe have relatively strong power.
But as far as Lin Yun knows, the Moxu Beast will not become the martial spirit of a warrior. The simple point is that No. 18 should have signed a contract with the Moxu Beast, just like the 'Qilin Contract' signed between Prince Nangong and the Qilin Clan.
generally.
"I didn't expect that you actually knew about the existence of the Moxu Clan, and caused a stir in the Tianwu Continent. Your reputation is so loud, and you have caused us a lot of trouble in the Tiansha Mountains. I admit that you are a figure."
No. 18 nodded, but soon, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly, "This will make it even more impossible to keep your life."
No. 18's tone was very cold, as if he was talking to a dying person.
After hearing what he said, Lin Yun felt calm and said calmly, "The biggest mistake you made in your life was meeting me."
"Then you give it a try!" No. 18 snorted coldly, took a big step forward, and stretched out his arms.
I saw thousands of drops of black ink radiating from the side of No. 18. Each drop of black ink transformed into the body of No. 18 in the blink of an eye. At this moment, a drop of black ink condensed in their palms, and
It was aimed at Lin Yun.
"Swipe the ink into the sea!" Following the voice of No. 18, thousands of clones were seen waving out the black ink drops in their hands and blasting them towards Lin Yun.
In an instant, thousands of black ink droplets appeared, like a heavy downpour.
These black ink droplets possess strong corrosive properties, moving in mid-air at several times the speed of sound, gradually growing in size, and finally each one turned into a black water ball as big as a fist.
Lin Yun's expression remained unchanged, his feet slightly bent, his body slowly lifted up, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, and he raised the Devil's Sword high in front of him.
The Demonic Sword behind Lin Yun, the martial spirit released an astonishing energy, and through the Demonic Sword as a medium, a sword energy was transformed into a blade.
The energy contained in this blade far exceeds everyone's imagination.
Even Yasuo and others stopped what they were doing and looked at Lin Yun when they felt this energy.
The World-Destroying Divine Sword Jue——Seventh Form!
Lin Yun opened his eyes, and with a flash of consciousness, the material blade instantly turned into millions of fragments and scattered in the sky.
And the energy contained in any fragment is no less than a full-strength blow from a sixth-level Martial Emperor.
Lin Yun gently swung the demon sword in his hand towards the direction of No. 18.
Suddenly, millions of fragments were like a well-trained army, all blasting towards the black water ball in mid-air.
"Bang bang bang!"
An astonishing explosion sounded, and bursts of black smoke enveloped the entire void. The air waves aroused were enough to overturn any tall building.
Yasuo and others had to stop their attacks and move away to avoid being affected.
"Is this a second-level martial arts master?" No. 25 retreated to a distance, stretched out his hand to cover the dust, and looked at Lin Yun's figure in the smoke in disbelief.
"He is not just a second-level martial arts master, he is a man who wants to become a martial emperor." Yasuo sneered and pointed the three demonic swords at No. 25.
Each of these tens of millions of fragments penetrated the black water ball. When they collided, they all detonated the black water ball. Then they passed through the black water ball and penetrated every clone of No. 18.
In just a few seconds, the thousands of clones of No. 18 were all blown to pieces.
"Okay, okay, I have collected so many clones in the past few years. I didn't expect that all of them would be destroyed in one night! Boy, today, I want you to die without a burial place!" In the smoke and dust, No. 18 flapped his hands.
His hands were full of anger, but his words were full of anger.
Lin Yun stared intently at the huge figure in the smoke. This figure was blocking No. 18's face. He knew what it was.
After the smoke dissipated, a black monster more than ten meters tall was seen, entrenched in front of No. 18.
This black monster is an ink-bearded beast with eight tentacles on its body, resembling a giant octopus.
"Dear Mr. Moxu!" No. 18 bowed respectfully towards the Moxu beast.
This ink-bearded beast had a huge human face in the middle of its body. It looked very scary. After hearing No. 18's salute, it nodded with satisfaction.
"Why did you summon me?" the ink-bearded beast asked slightly dissatisfied.
"There is a troublesome guy that I can't solve. I want Third Young Master to take action to solve it." No. 18 looked at Lin Yun with anger in his eyes.
He thought he could easily kill Lin Yun with his own abilities, but he didn't expect Lin Yun to cause him such a big trouble.
You must know that the price to pay for summoning this Moxu Third Young Master is a whole year of cultivation.
But if he hadn't summoned the ink-bearded beast just now, he might have been seriously injured by Lin Yun's sword technique.
"Even a little guy can't solve it. You are really a waste." Third Master Moxu snorted coldly and pointed his terrifying face at Lin Yun.