After I draw the sword, I have no chance to regret it!
Murong Chen and Ling Qianye have a temper and feel that after joining forces, they will definitely be able to defeat Lin Yun.
He was understateed in his words and did not take Lin Yun seriously at all.
But if they have tempers, do they really think Lin Yun has no temper?
Can the leader of the Divine Pill do whatever he wants?
Anger flashed in Lin Yun's eyes. He rarely got angry, but he was really angry now.
Since we are going to join forces to deal with him, don’t blame Lin Yun for being ruthless under the sword in today’s battle!
With the thought of Lin Yun holding the hilt of the sword, the peak-to-full Shenxiao sword intent roared up, and his sharp aura was like a peerless sword snatching out of the sheath, cold and ruthless.
The master of the devil has killed countless people!
But there are countless clowns who died under Lin Yun’s sword. If you really think he has no temper, you would be a big mistake.
"You seem to be angry?"
Ling Qianye narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled, and shook his head and said, "This is not good. If you are angry, you can't change any results. Don't blame me for joining forces to deal with you. If you want to blame, you will blame yourself for your lack of strength!"
Swish!
Ling Qianye took the lead in killing him. His body flashed, and the star energy and evil energy in his body condensed.
A blood-colored crescent moon burst out instantly, and the crescent moon was extremely sharp, like a terrifying geese, flying quickly towards Lin Yun.
Lin Yun held the hilt of the sword, and the feeling of blood being connected spread in his heart. The moment when the majestic star element was poured into the sword, he drew the sword out of the sheath.
clang!
Accompanied by a crisp sword roar, the sound of gold and stone shattering sounded, and the burial flowers burst out with an unparalleled sharp edge.
Crush that blood moon directly, it’s not over yet!!
The remaining sword force roared away, wrapped in the meaning of wind and thunder, and turned into a roar of a dragon.
Ling Qianye's face changed slightly, and he took three steps back before he could barely avoid the sword light.
Canglong sword intent?
This guy's sword is too fast.
"Murrong Chen, do you still have to be on guard against me? If you don't move more seriously today, you and I have to explain it here!" Ling Qianye said indifferently. As he spoke, he raised his hand and had more hands in his hand.
A white folding fan came out.
It is the inherited holy weapon of the Blood Moon God Sect, the Xuanyue Fan!
The moment the folding fan unfolded, his body surged wildly, and at the same time a scroll slowly unfolded behind him.
It is his astrology, which is a blood moon, cold, quiet, and endless evil spirits.
"As you wish!"
Murong Chen was not at all vague. He pulled out a magic knife with his backhand, and the sword was released unexpectedly. He drew his sword out of the sheath, and the vast sword intent instantly evolved into a vast ocean. The blood mist above the ocean was hazy, and his figure was strange in the blood mist.
disappear.
The man disappeared, but the sword light was still there!
Nine rays of sword light flew out of the blood mist, and each ray of sword light was divided into nine paths. This raising of hands was ninety-nine eighty-one sword lights.
The sword lights are scattered, like the intersecting sky and rivers. Beyond the rivers, there are stars covering the entire sky.
For a moment, the sword force on his body perfectly merged with his own vision, gathered from all directions, and fell towards Lin Yun overwhelmingly.
Both of them sacrificed holy weapons and astrology, and it can be said that they did not retain any reservations at this moment.
boom!
Ling Qianye's killing move also came. He waved the folding fan in his hand and his evil spirit condensed to the extreme. Under the blood moon, a magnificent and domineering blood light flew out of the fan, and the blood light was hidden.
In the blood mist that Murong Chen evolved, it seemed extremely secretive.
The two of them used their own killer moves and rushed towards Lin Yun at the same time.
The scene is so dangerous that no matter who is deep inside, you will feel a trace of despair.
Lin Yun had long hair and the burial flower in his hand trembled excitedly. He was focused on his mind and felt that there was a sword in his hand. All the monsters in the world could be killed with one sword.
Go forward to the heart of the sword!
Lin Yun strode forward, and he activated Tianshui sword technique to the limit. With a light lifting of the sword light, a bright moon was picked out by him.
The heart of heaven picks the moon!
clang clang clang!
The two moons competed, the weapons collided, and Mars flew wildly. Lin Yun fought against two, and the loud noise continued. Such a thrilling battle was like a huge wave accompanied by a storm and storm, and it never calmed down for a moment.
The treasure hall can be said to be quite vast, and when you are inside, you will appear extremely empty.
But at this moment, under the terrifying vision of the three people, it seemed extremely small. Every space was filled with visions, and there were visions in every corner. The fierce and cruel battle continued.
The time for half an incense stick.
In the hall, sword energy was scattered, sword light was like a sea, and blood was scattered!
suddenly!
A flash of light flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, a dragon roar suddenly rose in his body, and an ancient purple gold holy armor suddenly condensed from his body.
Ten thousand purple gold dragon patterns, accompanied by the burning blood flame divine pattern, evolved into the nearly perfect Canglong Holy Armor!
The armor appeared and wrapped Lin Yun in it. He did not dodge or avoid it, and directly met Murong Chen's sword.
Click!
The sword light was amazing. With one knife, the nearly perfect Canglong Holy Armor was split into several cracks.
The cracks spread and dragon patterns kept exploding.
But this knife ultimately failed to hurt Lin Yun, but instead shocked Murong Chen himself.
The clouds break through the moon come and the flowers make the shadows!
Lin Yun took this opportunity and used a backhand sword, and the sword light shattered the continuous blood mist, forcing Ling Qianye hidden in the fog out.
Ling Qianye held a folding fan in his hand, spread his arms, and retreated toward the rear. The blood moon behind him was extremely charming.
There is a moon in the world and you!
Lin Yun's pupils shrank suddenly, and the moment the other party showed up, he chased after him with another sword.
grass!
Ling Qianye's face changed slightly, and he cursed in his heart. This sudden change made him seem very passive.
This sword can't be avoided at all!
This sword will definitely hit, and if it hits, it will definitely hurt.
In the flash of lightning, Ling Qianye had no time to think about it, folding fans in his hand together and blocked the sword in mid-air.
Bang!
There is water in the clouds, the moon in the water, and a sword with various visions overlapping. In an instant, it exudes boundless power, crushing the light of the blood moon. When the sword light hits the folding fan, it has been more than seventy.
The overlapping of major phenomena, the burial flowers are dazzling and dazzling.
clang clang clang!
The burial flower swayed and folded fan, and the endless sword force directly enveloped Ling Qianye. Lin Yun held the burial flower in his hand. He was wearing a blue shirt, his long sleeves were like clouds, his arms spread out, like a crane soaring into the sky.
Wow!
His figure disappeared directly into Ling Qianye's vision, making the latter's face pale in an instant.
Very dangerous...
Murong Chen, who was shocked by Lin Yun, had a look of fear in his eyes. Fortunately, this sword was not for him.
Puchi!
When the sword light reappeared, Ling Qianye fell down as soon as he met.
He was covered in scars, his white clothes were stained with blood, his hair was scattered, and the blood moon behind him was dim and dull.
The two looked at Lin Yun, frightened.
I didn't expect that after joining forces, I didn't get any advantage.
The Tianshui sword technique that reached the realm of deification, and the strange phenomenon suppressed the two of them's ghost-level low-grade martial arts.
I look at the world from heaven, you and the bright moon are both beautiful!
Without giving the two people time to breathe, the last move of Tianshui Sword Technique burst out from Lin Yun's hands.
The Burial Flower Sword bloomed in his hands, and it was as bright as the plum blossoms in the bitter winter snow.
The most noble, the only one I am unparalleled!
A seemingly light sword was swept with the might of heaven and killed it like a destruction.
Kick!
The sword swept across, and the various moves used by the two of them collapsed at one touch and had no resistance at all.
Murong Chen and Ling Qianye, in the midst of the true energy, each blocked their weapons in front of them and tried their best to resist.
Puchi!
But after retreating ten steps, he still couldn't stop it. He vomited blood and was shocked to death.
kill!
Lin Yun's heart was like the sun and the moon, his qi and blood were boiling, and endless passion was stirring in his chest. He held the sword in one hand, spread his arms, and his long sleeves were swinging like a water curtain, running wildly in the hall.
I am a burial flower man, and I am also a burial flower man!
While running, the world trembled under his sword, and he was like a real dragon walking on the earth.
Carrying the power of the king, he ruled the earth and was unparalleled in the world!
Murong Chen and Ling Qianye who landed on the ground changed drastically and hurriedly resisted.
After resisting this, the two of them gritted their teeth and held their breath. They wanted to wait until Lin Yun's momentum declined a little, and then give the other party a fatal blow.
But in this confrontation, Lin Yun's aura became more and more powerful like a flame, and he did not see any exhausted momentum.
This...how is this possible?
He is really a true dragon?
The two of them were shocked and their confidence was collapsing little by little.
I have a sword, thirty-six days!
Thirty-six days, thirty-six swords!
The world is in black and white ink colors, Lin Yun waves his sword
Has not given the other party any luck, he ran to his sword for a day. After thirty-six swords, an extremely huge word "天" bloomed, pushing Lin Yun's domineering aura to break through the limit.
Bang!
The dazzling sword light completely defeated Murong Chen and Ling Qianye's confidence.
The two men's various protective star elements were directly shattered and flew out like sandbags, and countless cracks appeared in their internal organs.
The two were severely injured and gasped heavily.
Murong Chen's face turned pale, he felt relieved, and just as he was about to leave, he looked up and met a cold look.
He suddenly shivered involuntarily, and then stopped quietly.
"Want to leave?"
Lin Yun said lightly: "It's not impossible. Leave the treasure in your storage bracelet. I remember it's called Netherworld Holy Flower!"
"you!"
Murong Chen was immediately furious and cursed: "Lin Yun, don't go too far, you already have the dragon bone! You are so anxious that I will explode with my magic skills. You can't even get the dragon bone!"
Lin Yun looked calm and said softly: "You can try."
The other party self-destructed that Lin Yun had enough ways to deal with it, but the more troublesome thing was that the storage bracelet could not be obtained.
"Where is him? Why don't you want his treasure?"
Murong Chen's face changed and felt that Lin Yun was targeting him. He pointed at Ling Qianye and said.
"I said a long time ago that I am more interested in your treasure." Lin Yun said.
Murong Chen was very desperate. His teeth were chewing, and he really didn't want to hand over the Holy Flower of Netherworld.
But at the moment, there is not much room for anything!
Whether or not they can save their lives depends on Lin Yun’s mood. Both of them have lost their joint efforts. What else can I say?
In the end, he was very unwilling to give up and handed over the Netherworld Flower.
Before leaving, my eyes looked at Lin Yun with a very sinister look. After I went out, I would settle the score with you!
He didn't believe that Lin Yun could live with the green dragon bone and the Netherworld Holy Flower.
In the hall, only Ling Qianye and Lin Yun were still there.
Ling Qianye said lightly: "You are not as good as others, so you are willing to give up on the disadvantage. You can just say whatever you want."
"You go."
Lin Yun didn't look at him.
There is no need to force the other party to a desperate situation. If the other party chooses to self-destruct, he will not die, but it will not be too good.
The space here is too small and you can't hide even if you want to.
A strange color flashed in Ling Qianye's eyes, and he looked very surprised. After a while, he bowed his head and said, "I remember this favor."
However, when he was about to look up, a wicked smile suddenly flashed across his face, and the Xuanyue Fan in his hand turned into blood-colored flowers to cover the entire hall.
In an instant, a blood-colored formation condensed on the ground, and blood flowers kept falling in the air.
During this change, he took a step forward and put his move on Lin Yun's shoulder.
"Ha, I will give it to you in the next life!"
Ling Qianye smiled and said in a deep voice: "Even the monster that gave birth to Long Yuan, I can't stand it. I want your cultivation!"
Everything seemed to have happened in the flash, but in fact, from the moment of defeat, Ling Qianye began to think about it.
When his palm rested on Lin Yun's shoulder, a powerful devouring force was instantly produced, and Lin Yun's more than 30,000 feet of Xingyuan Sea had a tendency to decline visible to the naked eye.
Ling Qianye's pale face turned red in an instant, and he was very excited.
"It's very painful, right? It's okay, it'll pass soon!"
Ling Qianye looked at Lin Yun whose cultivation level had dropped sharply, and grinned and smiled with white teeth.
But Lin Yun looked at him like a fool, without any action, allowing him to activate the Blood-Devouring Demon Array.
Ling Qianye's heart suddenly became a little uneasy, and he immediately accelerated his devouring speed. But when Xingyuanhai was about to bottom out, his face changed drastically, as if he had seen the most feared existence deep in his heart.
It was a demon cauldron that appeared in the dry sea of starry sky.
The moment the demon cauldron rose, the star element that was originally swallowed was rolled back at a speed of hundreds of times.
Not only that, Ling Qianye's own cultivation was being swallowed by the Demon Cauldron and had no power to resist at all.
How is this... this... possible?
Ling Qianye was stunned and confused on the spot. He wanted to reach out but found that his hand could not be moved away at all.
"Die for me!"
Lin Yun didn't want his original cultivation. His demonic energy was too heavy. He raised his hand and covered the other person's head like a mountain pressing down on the top.
Bang!
The flesh and blood splattered, and Ling Qianye's body exploded directly, leaving no bones.