The vast Feiyun Hall soon made a large piece of space come out.
Countless eyes fell on Lin Yun, and the many disciples of the Fuyun Sword Sect's views on him were quietly changing a lot.
Whether it is Kunlun, Xuanhuang, or the cruel and bloody road to heaven.
The strong will receive the respect they deserve anywhere, and Lin Yun's strength has obviously been partially recognized.
Although this man's temper is quite unpleasant and he makes people vomit blood after a few words, he even took the challenge of Senior Brother Feng Zhang. Such courage is somewhat of a swordsman's character, but Senior Brother Feng Zhang makes their faces a little
Embarrassing.
It would be fine if Xingjun took action against Tianpo. If the head teacher had not spoken, he would have received the quota from the Holy Sword Mountain directly.
He fully demonstrated the word shamelessness, and anyone with a little backbone would never accept it when Lin Yun sneered and mocked her.
Lin Yun’s courage is admirable, but no matter how courage is, this duel is still a bit unfair.
"Junior Brother Lin, we agreed. I will limit my cultivation to the Tianpo Realm. If you can survive ten moves, I will lose. If you can not survive ten moves, you will force me to use the Star Lord's cultivation level, and of course I will also
I will lose. The winner will get a quota from Holy Sword Mountain and accept the gambling and accept the loss. You should be convinced." Feng Zhang said to Lin Yun with a smile.
Lin Yun said lightly: "If I lose, I will naturally be convinced."
A cold light flashed in Feng Zhang's eyes, and a smile still appeared on his face. He pondered: "To show justice, so as not to say that I bully you, I will not use the Holy Spirit martial arts."
"You can actually use it, I don't care."
Lin Yun smiled, making him still arrogant.
court death!
Feng Zhang sneered in his heart. It would be nice to be able to take three moves in my hands. He dares to be so arrogant. It will see how you die later.
He sneered in his heart, but there was still a warm smile on his face. He looked at the Fuyun Master and said, "Please speak with you, sir!"
He asked the head sect to speak, even if he wanted to make the bet a fixed number. As long as the head sected, no one would dare to question the fairness of his acquisition of the Holy Sword Mountain quota.
Many inner disciples looked very unhappy, but the disciples were not in charge. At least the quota for Holy Sword Mountain did not fall into the hands of an outsider.
If Lin Yun got the quota from Holy Sword Mountain, it would be really uncomfortable.
"After this battle, things happened here." The gray-haired Master Fuyun said lightly. His eyes were cold and arrogant, and his body was filled with an incomprehensible terrible aura.
The words were like thunder, and they slammed hard in everyone's heart.
No matter what the result is in this battle, the quota for Holy Sword Mountain must have been decided like this.
The personal disciples on the stage were somewhat jealous when they saw Feng Zhang's grand appearance.
"Junior Brother Yun, can you hold on?" Wang Yuruo said in a low voice.
"No way!"
Ye Ziling, who is tall and has a snowy face, said lightly. Her temperament is very similar to that of the Fuyun Master. There is always a faint sense of arrogance and stubbornness in the depths of her eyes. In fact, she is also qualified to do so. Among the disciples of the Fuyun Sword Sect, there is only
The two mastered the intent of Tongtian sword.
Ye Ziling is one of them.
"Junior Brother Lin, I offended you!"
In Feiyun Hall, Feng Zhang's mouth raised a smile, and as he finished speaking, a powerful aura burst out from him.
In the blink of an eye, this aura climbed to the peak of the seventh level of Tianpo Realm, and Xingjun was terrible. It was also the great perfection of Tianpo Realm, and the momentum on his body was much stronger than Wu Kun, and you can feel it at a glance.
The gap.
So strong!
Many inner disciples were shocked, and the personal disciples were indeed well-known.
Click!
But no one expected that it was not over, and the star demon flowers in Feng Zhang's body continued to bloom. His body suddenly shone with bright light, with flowers full of shadows, and the momentum that had already reached the seventh level of Tianpo, broke
The shackles continue to advance rapidly.
Rumble!
In the world, strong winds were blowing, and lightning broke through the void.
At this moment, Feng Zhang's aura reached a terrifying level comparable to the Star Lord. People were stunned and shocked. His cultivation was still under the great perfection of the Heavenly Soul, but with the blessing of the Star Demon Flower, it reached people.
Unbelievable.
This is so scary!
The personal disciples on the stage sneered repeatedly, and it was not surprising that this was the case.
After all, Feng Zhang finally represents the face of his personal disciples. If even Lin Yun can't handle it, it would make them feel strange.
"Hehe, sorry, little guy, Feng is not talented, planted ten star demon flowers in the Qi sea in the realm of Tianpo. This is indeed not fair to you, but there has never been absolutely fair in this world.
, I, Feng Zhang, have decided on the quota of Holy Sword Mountain!"
Seeing the shocked expressions in all directions, Feng Zhang showed a proud look on his face, showing his sharpness and showing his pride.
Even Lin Yun's name has been changed to a little guy, and he directly regards himself as an elder in front of him, showing his arrogant nature.
Feng Zhang thought clearly that he not only wanted to win, but also wanted to win beautifully. The other party jumped very high just now, and his arrogance had long made him feel unhappy.
Dare to laugh at the fact that there is no one in the Fuyun Sword Sect?
That's
I have never seen my Feng Zhang's style!
A cold light bloomed in Feng Zhang's eyes. He raised his hand and a sword light flashed. A top-grade Taoist soldier had already landed in his hands.
The moment the sword was in hand, Feng Zhang's powerful aura immediately transformed into the boundless sword force.
I don't know how many times the sharpness became, but he sneered and waved his sword to kill him.
"The first sword, the wind blew the sky!"
The sword light flashed, like a strong wind tearing the sky apart from the nine heavens. His sword pulled out countless lights and shone above the Feiyun Palace.
Fengxing sword technique!
The disciples immediately recognized it. This was the Emperor-level Creation Sword Technique of Fuyun Sword Sect, and only the personal disciples were qualified to practice it.
Seeing this strange phenomenon, you can see at a glance that Feng Xing sword technique has been practiced by Feng Zhang to the level of great success.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
The trembling sword sound in Feng Zhang's hand was like a howling whistling in the wind, and this sword was indeed quite good.
A strange color flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, but he underestimated the foundation of the Fuyun Sword Sect. Just by this sword, you can see that the sword technique used by the other party is very powerful.
But that's all.
Among the disciples who were personally taught, no one could suppress him in the realm of Tianpo, and only Ye Ziling had the possibility of what he insisted on saying.
Feng Zhang?
It's absolutely impossible!
Seeing that Lin Yun was about to be obliterated by the sword light, the strong wind was about to tear him apart, and the lightning was about to blow him into pieces, he moved.
The golden light surged, Lin Yun flashed unremarkablely, and then fell and punched out.
Bang!
The extremely violent vision was like a shattered glacier, accompanied by the cracks spreading continuously, and collapsed into nothingness in the blink of an eye.
Broken?
It's that simple?
Everyone was surprised and thought that Lin Yun could not defeat with one move, but unexpectedly, Lin Yun would break the sword so simply that the wind would touch the sky, and he didn't even come out.
"What a strong kendo attainment!"
The elders on the platform all lit up and were shocked.
They could naturally see that Lin Yun found the biggest flaw of this sword in an instant with his powerful sword skills. It seemed ordinary, but in fact, his attainment in sword skills and his own eyesight
, there are extremely terrifying requirements for the body skills you have learned and the ability to grasp the degree of strength.
If you make a slight mistake, Lin Yun's realm will die directly under this sword.
Such extremely powerful self-confidence makes people feel cold on their backs.
"It seems...but that's the case."
Lin Yun raised his eyebrows gently and smiled at Feng Zhang, whose sword was broken and retreated. This smile was like walking in the garden, watching flowers and rain, relaxing and free and easy.
But when it fell into Feng Zhang's eyes, it was extremely dazzling and he said coldly: "Look at you, when can you laugh!"
"Thunderous and decisive!"
Another sword was slashed out, and the light burst out, and the sky thunder roared among the clouds like a ghost beast. The endless lightning illuminated Feng Zhang's face, making it look dark and ferocious.
When the sword fell, the roaring sound of thunder made people's souls tremble and feared to the point of being unparalleled.
Lin Yun smiled slightly, the golden crow nine changes were activated, and waves of golden light flashed again. The moment the afterimage overlapped in the void, the sound of dragon roar burst out between his five fingers.
boom!
The sound instantly covered the thunder. He calmly opened his right hand with his fist and pointed it as a sword, slashing it casually in the void.
Click!
The vision of Feng Zhang's sword evolving into pieces fell apart under this stroke.
"Ride the wind and waves!"
Feng Zhang's face became more and more gloomy. He did not retreat. He raised his hand and stabbed him out with a sword in the air.
Click! Click! Click!
The void was like countless layers of water curtains, which were constantly pierced by his sword. Every time he pierced a water curtain, the will of wind condensed by the sword in his hand doubled.
By the time he reached Lin Yun, the seven water curtains had already broken through, and the scattered water curtains emitted fluorescent light in the air, gorgeous and soft.
But this sword stabbed Lin Yun's eyebrows, cruel and cruel.
There were immediately screams of exclamations in the audience. Yu Ruo's little girl even covered her mouth nervously, her face pale in fear. Ye Ziling frowned slightly, and a cold look flashed in her eyes. Feng Zhang was no longer just too much.
This is to take Lin Yun’s life!
Other personal essays on the stage also flashed their eyes and were shocked.
But in the end, Lin Yun didn't say anything. Lin Yun was too arrogant. Even if he died under Feng Zhang's sword, he would have to blame himself.
Lin Yun broke two swords in a row, and in Feng Zhang's opinion, he just slapped him twice, and he couldn't bear it at all.
If you want to die, I will fulfill you, it depends on how you break it!
He immediately became interested in killing. This sword was so fierce that it was shocking that it was almost jumping out.
"Good come!"
But no one expected that Lin Yun's fair and beautiful face was not afraid at all. He raised his eyebrows lightly and smiled in the corners of his eyes. That beautiful and handsome man
Lang's face was so beautiful that it made people feel illusioned. The so-called splendor and elegant style seemed to be just like this.
He clasped his hands together, and the majestic sword intent turned into boundless waves, soared into the sky and rushed to the sky.
A strange time happened. A sword, which was obviously faster than lightning, became extremely slow in front of Lin Yun when it surged into the sky.
The fierce and cruel sword just now became extremely gentle.
As if in slow motion, Lin Yun slowly turned sideways, and the deathly sword just walked over to his face.
The long hair rose in the wind, Lin Yun smiled with a smile on his lips, stretched out his hand and bounced his fingers at the tip of the sword.
when!
The clanging sound sounded like a phoenix sound, and the accumulated water curtain of the sword body bloomed like mist, and drops of water dripping overflowed.
The sword was bent and twisted, and the powerful force swept away along the sword body. A trace of blood immediately bloomed in the palm of Feng Zhang's right hand holding the sword. His eyes were extremely shocked, and he had no idea that this would-be killed sword. , it was actually broken by Lin Yun again.
I'll go!
All the disciples on the stage exclaimed in surprise, and the elders even opened their mouths wide and were extremely shocked.
How is this possible?
This sword was so beautiful. If the first two swords were still flaws found in techniques, this sword was directly crushed in artistic conception.
Do you want to ride the wind and waves?
OK, then I will be taller than the sky, it depends on how you break it!!
It can be clearly found that Lin Yun is not good at the artistic conception of water, and the big waves are quite rough. However, the trick is not crafty, and Lin Yun directly won with his strength, and his majestic sword intent created huge waves soaring into the sky.
How outrageous are these swordsmanship accomplished?
The inner sect and the registered disciples could not see how mysterious Lin Yun was when he bounced his fingers. There were tremendous waves in their hearts, which were so shocking that they could not describe. This was too handsome.
Lin Yun broke the three swords in a row and slapped Feng Zhang in the face three times, and each one was louder and louder.
Feng Zhang's face turned red and he tried his best. He then took action. One sword was more fierce than the other, and one sword was more terrifying than the other.
The Fengxing sword technique of the Fuyun Sword Sect burst out with terrifying power in his hands, and the world was lost and the wind and clouds were changing.
But Lin Yun never set out his sword from beginning to end. He walked leisurely in the endless sword posture, watching flowers and watching the moon. His ordinary body movement, ordinary appearance, and ordinary boxing skills, come. Sword breaks, come again, break again!
A ruthless slap in the face, too ruthless!
Feng Zhang was so angry that he was about to vomit blood. The last few swords looked crazy and his facial features were twisted wildly.
Too miserable!
Many of the disciples in person were frightened and their cheeks were twitching. Lin Yun was really a beast. How could he be so excessive? How could he be so excessive? He asked Senior Brother Feng Zhang, who was shameless to tell his disciples?
The sword did not fall completely, and it was completely broken!
Bang!
The thunder fell and the sky dispersed!
Lin Yun hit another blow, breaking the opponent's last sword directly. After he landed, the long hair hanging on his right rose with the wind. The flawless side face shook many inner doors under the reflection of the rising sun. He was dazzled by the eyes.
A group of people trembled inside. This guy is really a bit handsome!
"Senior Brother Feng, the ten moves have passed."
Lin Yun looked up and smiled slightly at the other party.
“So what?”
Feng Zhang's face turned red and changed, and he gritted his teeth and did not seem to want to give in.
Lin Yun smiled at the corners of his slanted eyes, and he chuckled softly: "It's not so good. I have a finger and I want to ask my senior brother for advice."
As the words fell, the twenty-four star demon flowers in his body lit up little by little. Zi Yuan's sword technique activated, and his mind moved slightly and stretched out his right hand.
Buzz!
The purple flora in the purple palace immediately turned, and the sights contained in the petals burst out with a shimmer of light, carrying the majestic sword intent into Lin Yun's arm. Then he poured his middle finger into his arm, and Lin Yun pressed the fingertips of his middle finger. The thumb immediately felt extremely powerful pressure.
At the same time, a very majestic purple kite flower bloomed behind Lin Yun. After countless petals drifted out, they instantly evolved into a sea of flowers behind him.
One leaf, one Bodhi, one flower, one world!
The flowers bloom in three levels, and the sea of flowers also have three levels, three worlds, and three layers of flowers.
Lin Yun’s fingertips were so bright that they were comparable to the bright moon. It was unimaginable what kind of terrible power it would have when this finger popped up.
When you have accumulated momentum, you are like a full bow and gathering your strength, but you are not allowed to do it!
Everyone in Feiyun Palace was shocked by this scene. Under the three seas of flowers, Lin Yun stood in a blue shirt, with his long hair blooming in a glimmer of light. The twenty-four star demon flowers seemed to be the two in the vast Milky Way.
Fourteen bright stars, he is not a star lord, but there seems to be endless starlight blooming on him.
The handsome face of Fengshen, under such a sea of flowers and under such starlight, brought shock to everyone cannot be described in words.
Everyone, regardless of gender, had the same sentence in their minds at this moment.
The stranger is like a jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world!
[I just ask, I just say it, is Lin Yun handsome or not.]