When the sunlight dissipated and the moment Zangjian Villa released the mountain formation, countless sounds of breaking through the air sounded in an instant.
Countless sounds roared away like locusts, flying wildly towards Zangjian Lake. The overwhelming figures fell down, and at first glance, they couldn't see the darkness.
Today's pomp is much more lively than the famous sword conference three days ago.
After three days of fermentation, Ye Qingtian and Feng Shaoyu had already been in a heated battle throughout the southern Xinjiang, and many semi-saint-level monsters from the eighteen holy places of the Sword League have arrived.
In the middle of Zangjian Lake, everyone's eyes couldn't help but look over.
Under the huge sword of a thousand feet hanging in the air, eight ancient ferocious beast statues stood tall, and a figure sat quietly on the Kunpeng statue.
Kunpeng spread his wings and sat on Kunpeng's back, as if he was about to ride the wind to sway to the sky at any time.
"Feng Shaoyu..."
Whispering sounds came from all over the observation platform. This was not the first time that many leaders of the Sword Alliance saw Feng Shaoyu.
But when I saw him again today, I felt that there was a big difference between him and three days ago, but the difference could not be explained.
"Feng Shaoyu is very polite to the people of the Sword Alliance. Few people have seen him take action, but those who have seen him take action know that the position of the young master is not a false reputation."
"That Ye Qingtian was really crazy. At the seven-yuan Nirvana realm, he actually dared to challenge the peak semi-saint of Qingyuan realm."
"The battle today is probably not as good as it was three days ago. The strength of the two is too big."
"It's hard to say, Ye Qingtian is not a fool, he doesn't have the confidence to dare to be so crazy?"
"Ye Qingtian is here!"
Just as there were many discussions in all directions, two sounds of breaking through the air sounded, and then they fell on the square paved with bluestone. It was the Lord of Zi Lei Peak and Ye Qingtian.
As soon as Lin Yun landed, his eyes looked at Feng Shaoyu in the distance, and then his eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought to himself that this guy was coming very early.
Swish!
Feng Shaoyu sensed this gaze and opened his eyes suddenly, and the spiritual energy of the four heavens and earth suddenly exploded. Feng Shaoyu's handsome face and the corners of his mouth curled up.
boom!
At the same time, a trace of evil spirit ignited in his eyes, and a sharp sharp edge was like a sword unsheathed, making people frightened.
"Ye Qingtian, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Feng Shaoyu stared at the distance and smiled.
Lin Yun's eyes fell on Feng Shaoyu, and the other party's body was filled with a magnificent holy aura, which seemed to be more surging than the rising sun at this moment.
"This holy energy...is very scary." Lin Yun sighed in his heart.
After all, the Nirvana Realm and the Semi-Saint are separated by a great realm. He has experienced the power of the holy energy many times.
The existence of the holy energy naturally puts him at a disadvantage, and he has to be wary of his fear.
On the other hand, the opponent has no such concern. Even if he really hit Lin Yun once, he will have a high probability of winning or losing.
But for the sake of the furnace sword, he must win this battle.
A stream of hot blood stimulated in the chest, and the burial flowers buzzed and trembled in their hands. It felt Lin Yun’s desire for victory and the pressure to face a strong enemy.
Zhanhua couldn't speak, but Lin Yun understood what he meant, and he wanted to say, I'm here.
"I'm here too." Lin Yun smiled and said softly in his heart.
The burial flower trembled even harder. He was in a good mood and his intention to fight was constantly accumulating.
"Be careful in everything and remember what I said to you." The Lord of Zi Lei Peak reminded him.
"Don't worry, I'll go up first." Lin Yun said with a smile.
Swish!
Lin Yun spread his arms, his figure was light and agile, and he landed steadily on the lake surface.
"This guy is really brave enough to die!"
Above the sky, Feng Shengling slapped the railings and said with an unhappy look on his face.
Lin Yun was too difficult to deal with, and forced Cangjian Villa to an unfavorable position. If he lost his battle today, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Don't worry, he has no chance. No matter what trump card Ye Qingtian has, he will definitely lose today. He will regret it at that time, and there will be no chance of regret." Zhao Wuji said.
All the elders of the Feng family in the Tianque came, and even the owner of the manor Feng Wuji was present. However, he looked cold and calm, and seemed to have no concern about the end of the battle.
Swish!
Feng Shaoyu, who was sitting cross-legged on the Kunpeng statue, jumped down and landed a hundred meters in front of Lin Yun. Before the magnificent holy energy in his body was truly released, it made people feel tremendous pressure.
Lin Yun took a deep breath and his eyes became sharper little by little.
"Ye Qingtian, you still have a chance to give up now, otherwise it will really start a fight later, and it will be a life-and-death battle. I am afraid I can't take it back and take your life." Feng Shaoyu said coldly.
The smell of gunpowder was full of gunpowder as soon as he opened his mouth, making the atmosphere on the scene extremely tense.
"Let's talk less nonsense, I will definitely win this battle. But don't worry, in order to successfully take the furnace sword, I will try my best to save your life no matter what." Lin Yun said.
Wow!
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked and there was an uproar.
"Hahaha, you are worthy of being you. You are crazy enough. You are even more arrogant than three days ago!" Feng Shaoyu laughed, and then his right hand was pressed on his left wrist.
Swish!
His fingers pierced the flesh and blood, pulled it out of his arm, and pulled out a spine.
The spine is snow-white and traceless, like beautiful jade, with a total of 18 sections as long as six feet long.
This is a bone sword!
It emits extremely amazing dragon power and holy light. From a distance, there is a blood line in the middle of the bones that exudes a cold chill.
Swish swish swish swish!
Before the sword was really activated, faint snowflakes floated between the sky and the earth. Only after looking closely could you find that the snowflakes actually had cold flames.
Feng Shaoyu stroked the sword body and said, "This sword is called Thunder Fire. It is made by peeling off the backbone of a holy monster. The monster has the blood of the dragon. It is tempered by the earth vein holy fire and the sky fire at the same time, and the dragon soul has not been destroyed.
, The Holy Light will last forever, this is a real Holy Sword!"
What he said is a fancy and whistle, to put it simply, a double-star holy weapon, which has both ice and fire attributes, and contains dragon power and holy brilliance.
This is the best sword among the Double Yao Holy Sword, which is extremely powerful and can be called the four words invincible.
Feng Shaoyu said: "I have killed thirteen half-saints with this sword. If you didn't break the Tiangang Sword three days ago, you might be able to compete with me. Now it's too late for you to regret it."
Lin Yun glanced at Zhanhua and said, "It's enough for me to have him."
"The nameless sword." Feng Shaoyu sneered, with a look of disdain. His dragon bone sword also breathed out a sharp cold light, as if provoking.
“So what?”
Lin Yun said lightly.
The moment the words were finished, the burial flower trembled violently, and then grabbed the sheath and released a dazzling cold light.
It seems to tell the world that I am not the nameless sword.
It also has a sharp edge!
There is also pride!
"Blood Prison Light!"
Feng Shaoyu held the dragon bone sword and waved it violently. In an instant, the cold sword energy rushed into the sky. The blood line in the sword was activated and turned into a blood-colored sword energy cloud.
The blood clouds of dozens of miles enveloped the sky, and the sword energy was surging and turned into a blood prison. In the blood prison, there was a ghost king hidden, which roared and rushed straight to Lin Yun.
This is the inherited martial arts and Blood Prison Sword Technique of Cangjian Villa.
It is a super-grade ghost-level martial arts, several times more sophisticated than ordinary ghost-level swordsmanship. If you have the blessing of supporting skills, you can even surpass the shackles of ghost-level spirit-level.
Seeing the power of the sword, everyone on the watch stage changed drastically.
"No wonder Feng Shaoyu is so confident. The dragon power and holy radius of the Thunder Fire Sword, coupled with the Blood Prison Sword Technique, and the blessing of the holy energy, few people can block this sword under the half-saint!"
"The young master's strength is really amazing. If I don't become a half-saint, I'm afraid I can't stop it with a single sword." Gu Zijing said.
"I wonder how many swords Ye Qingtian can block?" Feng Shengling said.
"Haha, if he can block the three swords, he will be famous all over the world." Zhao Wuji sneered.
Standing on the sky, you can feel the horror of this sword.
The pressure on the watch platform below was even more amazing, and his expression became extremely nervous.
Swish!
Lin Yun instantly activated the Canglong sword heart, and silver light burst out on his body, and his eyes fell on the burial flower standing in the air in front of him.
"war!"
Lin Yun bounced his fingers, and the spirit of the Canglong who was wandering around merged with the burial flower, and then turned into a pillar of light, stabbing the ghost king falling in the sky.
The Blood Prison Sword Technique is very powerful, but no matter how powerful it is, there are weaknesses in front of the Canglong Sword Heart.
Bang!
The Burial Flower Sword pierced into the heart of the Ghost King. This was the flaw of the sword. Crack, the extremely terrifying ghost king instantly appeared cracks.
Kick!
Burial flowers are invincible, and the ghost king formed by blood clouds is constantly tearing apart, turning the latter into snowflakes and scattering them.
Lin Yun broke this move, reached out to pinch the holy seal, and controlled the burial flower to pounce on Feng Shaoyu like lightning.
roar!
The storm flickered, and the burial flower as fast as lightning was like a blue dragon. The dragon's might was so powerful that it directly overwhelmed the thunder and fire sword.
"Good guy, is this the Sword Heart Spiritual?"
"Ye Qingtian is a genius. Many holy sword cultivators may not be able to master the sword heart. Not only does it master the sword heart, but it also reaches the spiritual realm. The ancient genius is probably just like this."
"No wonder Ye Qingtian is confident. Three days ago, the power of the Canglong Sword Heart was probably only revealed less than half."
...
The sword heart psychic is a state that the sword cultivators present look up to. Many older generations don’t even have sword hearts, let alone sword heart psychic.
"Ghost King Massacre!"
Feng Shaoyu activated the holy energy in his body, held the dragon bone holy sword in his hand, and knocked the burial flower out of the piercing.
Swish!
The moment he knocked the burial flowers away, he stepped out and came directly to Lin Yun's head.
"This sword will destroy you! The Blood Prison God."
Feng Shaoyu didn't want to get into trouble with Lin Yun too much, so he directly used violence to shake the burial flowers, so that the other party could not get the sword in a short time.
The sword cultivator had no sword in his hand, so he didn't believe Ye Qingtian could block this sword.
Too fast!
Everyone was shocked. It was about to end. It was really too difficult to fight with the semi-saint.
boom!
But at this moment, an unimaginable sword intent erupted from Lin Yun's body.
A sword star bloomed above his head, eighteen thousand-foot-foot galaxies swept across all directions, and the terrifying sword intent swept across all directions.
Within a radius of hundreds of miles, all the swords in the hands of the swordsmen flew towards Lin Yun's body without being controlled.
"What's going on?"
"My sword!"
...
Holy swords roared away, as if they were worshiping their king. Everyone was stunned and they looked at each other.
Only then did he realize that the galaxies above Lin Yun's head converge, surrounded by a dazzling flame star.
That's the Sun Sword Star!
An uncontrollable thought appeared in everyone's hearts, and everyone was stunned. This was the Great Star River Sword Intent.