Lin Yun's current speed has completely exceeded Jiang Wuying's expectations.
In just a blink of an eye, Lin Yun appeared in front of Jiang Wuying and launched an unexpected attack on Jiang Wuying.
Jiang Wuying instinctively raised his sword to resist, and hurriedly met Lin Yun's offensive, but was beaten back by Lin Yun.
It wasn't until Jiang Wuying was forced back dozens of meters that he recalled in shock that Lin Yun hadn't even used his martial spirit at this time.
A young man at the level of a sixth-level warrior could beat him, a strong man at the level of a martial artist, to the point of running away without even using his martial soul?
What a big joke is this!
Unknowingly, a trace of cold sweat broke out on Jiang Wuying's forehead. He finally realized the crisis for the first time.
Without thinking much, Jiang Wuying immediately activated the vitality in his body and gathered a large amount of vitality on the sword in his hand.
Phantom Sword Technique—The Eighteenth Form!
Jiang Wuying suddenly turned from defense to offense, stepped forward, and stabbed Lin Yun with the sword in his hand.
The moment it was thrust out, the sword suddenly separated into hundreds of phantoms, like hundreds of swords stabbing Lin Yun at the same time.
Facing hundreds of phantoms of sword light stabbing at him, Lin Yun still had no intention of activating his martial spirit. He even calmly closed his eyes at this moment.
When Lin Yun reopened his eyes, he had already entered the subtle state. In his eyes, the hundreds of sword shadows stabbing him turned into a sword with a clear outline, stabbing back and forth towards him.
Lin Yun stood there without moving an inch. He just raised his sword to block it casually, and easily blocked Jiang Wuying's stabbing sword.
In just one second, Jiang Wuying thrust hundreds of swords at Lin Yun, but Lin Yun caught them all without exception.
Upon seeing this, Jiang Wuying immediately increased the speed of his sword to the limit. However, no matter how he increased the speed of his sword, it would always be so slow in Lin Yun's eyes.
Unknowingly, Jiang Wuying was covered in cold sweat and began to panic.
He couldn't figure it out. He was still at the level of a sixth-level warrior, so why was there such a huge gap?
It can be said that Lin Yun now is completely different from Lin Yun before.
What exactly did Lin Yun go through in the trial tower!
Jiang Wuying panicked, and his swordsmanship was completely disrupted.
The sword he thrust out wildly was completely out of his mind's control, and he was just stabbing randomly.
By chance, he stabbed Lin Yun in the chest with his sword.
He never thought that that sword could hit Lin Yun.
However, the reality was completely beyond his expectation.
When the sword struck, Lin Yun stood motionless on the spot, not even moving a single step. He didn't even look at the sword that struck, and he had no intention of dodging.
In a flash of lightning, the sword stabbed Lin Yun's chest without reservation.
At that moment, the sword blade was instantly bent by the chest and arched upwards.
The muscles on Lin Yun's chest were only slightly dented inward, and the skin was not even broken, so he blocked Jiang Wuying's sword.
The picture freezes instantly.
Jiang Wuying looked at Lin Yun's body in disbelief, as if he was looking at a monster.
Lin Yun also looked at him with the same contempt, his eyes were so deep and cold, as if he were a supreme god looking down on the next generation of ants.
"I think you should understand that you are no longer a match for this emperor!" Lin Yun's tone became extremely cold, and he directly used the word "this emperor" to refer to himself when he spoke, obviously not intending to survive.
After hearing this, Jiang Wuying took a few trembling steps back, and then looked at Lin Yun with fearful eyes: "Who are you?!"
Lin Yun did not answer, but pressed forward with his sword expressionless.
The World-Destroying Divine Sword Technique—The Third Form!
Lin Yun waved the skeleton sword in his hand, and it instantly disappeared from his hand, turning into an afterimage of sword light that filled the sky, intertwined into a dense network of swords, and slashed at Jiang Wuying overwhelmingly.
Jiang Wuying hurriedly used the Phantom Sword Technique to resist, but his Phantom Sword Technique was so vulnerable to Lin Yun at this time.
In just a short moment, the phantom of sword light thrust out by Jiang Wuying was completely defeated by Lin Yun.
And Jiang Wuying himself had countless swords in his body at that moment, and his whole body was covered in bruises in the blink of an eye.
At this time, Jiang Wuying was cornered and ready to jump over the wall, but Lin Yun still didn't even use his martial spirit!
"Lin Yun, don't force me!" Jiang Wuying took a few steps back, a cruel look suddenly flashed in his eyes, and then he took out a black pill from his arms.
After he glared at Lin Yun fiercely, he swallowed the black pill without hesitation.
This black pill is the best-selling specialty of the Jiang family - the Violent Pill.
Although the Violent Pill can improve strength in the short term, it has serious side effects.
Jiang Wuying carried the Violent Pill with him. He originally wanted to use it in an emergency, but he didn't expect that it would be used against a young man now.
After the violent pill was taken down, Jiang Wuying's momentum increased steadily, and the injuries all over his body were gradually recovering.
"Come, let's settle this!" Jiang Wuying poured all the remaining vitality in his body into the sword in his hand.
At that moment, a blue light film instantly formed on the sword blade, as if the sword was covered with a blue coat.
This time, the energy contained in the sword is more powerful than ever before!
Obviously, this sword was Jiang Wuying's last sword.
"Go to hell!"
When the momentum reached its limit, Jiang Wuying let out a wild shout, and then swept forward with his sword in both hands.
A transparent air blade with a width of more than thirty meters was formed at the moment when the sword swept across. The transparent air blade suddenly lengthened, swept along the ground at a terrifying speed, and slashed towards Lin Yun with a devastating force.
At that same time, Jiang Wuying activated his martial soul's ability again, locking Lin Yun's body in place, making Lin Yun unable to move at all.
Lin Yun just stood there and was hit by the transparent air blade carrying terrifying energy. Then his body was swept away by the transparent air blade and slammed into the cliff dozens of meters away behind him.
boom--
With a loud sound, the cliff was instantly shattered by the air blade bombardment, breaking into countless stones and scattered on the ground, burying Lin Yun who fell together.
For a time, dust flew all over the sky, covering the sky and the sun.
After exerting the power of Wuhun, Jiang Wuying fell to his knees directly, holding his head in his hands and groaning in pain.
After the flying dust dissipated, Jiang Wuying's condition recovered slightly, but even so, his face was still full of weakness, and he was obviously exhausted.
He stood up unsteadily from the ground and looked nervously at the pile of rocks not far away.
The pile of stones that was originally stationary suddenly moved at a certain moment, and then the stones at the top continued to roll down.
One palm stretched out from the pile of stones, followed by another. When two palms were placed on the pile of stones, a young man emerged from the pile of stones.
This young man's disheveled black hair was stained with mud, and his clothes had been ruined to the point where not even the rags could be seen. However, except for a shallow bloodstain on his chest, no damage could be seen anywhere on his body...