Chapter 334: Listening to Thunder in a Silent Place
Chapter 335
"Sword Nu Lin Yun, dare to fight me!"
Bai Yu of Xuantian Sect shouted coldly, which made the Qiongtai Hall silent.
The disciples of each sect showed a look of surprise on their faces, which was a little shocked.
Although everyone was talking about Lin Yun before, they all said it privately and did not put it on the table. Bai Yu was so merciless that he was completely scolding him without any mercy.
He doesn't have any etiquette at all, and he doesn't look like a disciple of a large sect at all.
At the chief, Mr. Liu Shang, who was sitting behind Princess Fenghua, frowned slightly and showed displeasure on his face.
He was so exquisite that he guessed why Bai Yu said so.
It’s just because Lin Yun’s cultivation is lower than him, just as the princess said, he has the power to not accept the challenge.
This was intentionally done, completely to anger Lin Yun and force him to face the challenge."
"This young man looked pretty and didn't expect to be so cruel. He slapped Lin Yun in the face in public, so he would not give Lin Yun a chance to refuse."
"We have been forced to this point. Even if we know we are defeated, we have to bite the bullet and go."
"It is said that Lin Yunxiu's Dragon and Tiger Fist is very powerful, which makes the disciples of Xuantian Sect quite dissatisfied. Bai Yu did this, maybe there was the instruction of the elder of Xuantian Sect behind him."
"That's right, the boxing technique of my own sect is so great that an outsider must be dissatisfied with me. I'm afraid that this time, I'm going to teach Lin Yun a lesson."
"It seems that Bai Yu is full of confidence."
After being shocked, the disciples of the major sects in the hall all looked at Lin Yun.
Let's see how he did it. Liu Yue sneered on her face and her eyes projected over with Yue Qing.
He is now in the limelight. He first made the thousand-year-old bell, fengling, and then he won the first place in the league. Many people have heard of his name.
But I don't seem to be optimistic about him very much about this battle.
Lin Yun did not talk nonsense, put down his wine glass, put his sword box on his back and walked towards the center of the hall.
"You still have a little temper and know what shame means. But you will definitely lose this battle. From the moment you practiced my Dragon and Tiger Sect boxing technique, you are destined to bear all this today!"
Bai Yu saw Lin Yun coming, looked up slightly, looking arrogant.
He is a genius who has not been released in a century. He is not much different from Lin Yun's age and has a great competition with each other. Last night, after the elder of the sect asked him to come on the stage to deal with Lin Yun, he happily took the order without any hesitation.
"It's better not to test my temper... I will regret it."
Lin Yun said calmly.
"Do you think that you can really compete with me with the half-baked Dragon and Tiger Fist in your hand? Haha, you don't know how terrifying the Buddhist authentic Dragon and Tiger Fist is!"
Bai Yu laughed coldly, not taking Lin Yun too seriously.
"If you lose, you don't need to use Dragon and Tiger Fist."
"Haha, with the incompetence of Xuantian Sect, you won't even have a chance of winning. If you want to use swordsmanship to defeat my Xuantian Sect's Dragon and Tiger Fist, you don't even think about how much you have."
A trace of confidence flashed in Bai Yu's eyes and said in a deep voice.
The bald elder of Xuantian Sect and the other senior brothers smiled and nodded slightly. Bai Yu could speak. My Xuantian Sect's Dragon and Tiger Fist was powerful in Daqin, and the sword technique of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion was similar to it.
Compared to this, it is naturally not in the ordinary.
Wang Han of Xuantian Sect smiled coldly and said lightly: "Okay, Junior Brother Bai, don't talk nonsense to him. You will defeat him within three moves."
Three tricks?
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone seemed a little shocked.
No matter how Lin Yun is, he is also a rising star in Lingxiao Jiange. Although his cultivation is one level weaker than Bai Yu, he has won the first place in the Jiange League, and it is not a false reputation. Although they are more optimistic about Bai Yu in this battle.
But, it would be a bit too crazy to say that you can defeat Lin Yun in three moves.
In the eyes of outsiders, the two should be in the same position. Bai Yu wins because he is prepared and has an advantage in cultivation. However, no matter how hard he looks at this advantage, it seems that it is not as big as that Bai Yu can win three moves.
boom!
Without any warning, the sound of dragon roars and tiger roars suddenly sounded from Bai Yu's body. The dragon roars were stirring, and the tiger roars were like thunder, and the endless strong wind burst out from Bai Yu's body, and the Buddhist holy power continued to rush.
"First move!"
The long shirt was windless, and the long hair danced in the wind. The white elm snorted coldly. The soles of her feet stepped heavily on the ground. A crack was stepped out of the jade ground as hard as green steel, and he rushed over like a lightning arrow.
In the air, five fingers were clenched, and there were waves of dragon and tiger roars, like a volcano erupting, which continued, making people stunned by the eardrums.
The violent momentum like a tsunami of mountains and seas caused everyone to scream as soon as they took action.
"What a strong momentum!"
"This young man...is not like the seventh level of Xuanwu at all. He is indeed prepared!"
"It's scary. Bai Yu is really powerful. No wonder Wang Han dares to say that he won three moves. With the momentum of this punch alone, the disciples of the eighth level of Xuanwu dare not fight head-on. I don't think they need three moves."
Too strong...When Bai Yu took action, everyone woke up like a dream, understanding why he was so crazy.
This young man does have the capital of arrogance.
When he finished ten steps and came to Lin Yun, a vision of dragons and tigers leaping and swallowing mountains and rivers was evolved. One dragon and one tiger, two phantoms appeared behind him at the same time.
"Do you walk on the dragon and the tiger?"
Lin Yun did not dodge or avoid it, but his body was as quiet as water, and his calm temperament suddenly became sharp.
Waves of sword force emanated from him like waves, and his whole body seemed to turn into a lake, a lake that reflected the clouds in the sky and was as bright as a mirror.
The flowing water is invisible!
Lin Yun waved his hand and tightly held the Burial Flower Sword that flew out of the sword box. When the fist light was about to come forward, he drew the sword out of the sheath.
rub!
The sword body is shining brightly, and the roses are dancing, like dreams and fantasy. The sword is erratic, like water and clouds, without form or movement.
Click!
Like a dragon and a tiger, the punch that swallowed mountains and rivers clearly locked on Lin Yun. But the moment it fell, it passed by, shocking the strong wind in the sky. The wind lifted Lin Yun's long hair on his forehead, revealing a handsome and calm figure as water.
face.
But the sword he stabbed out was a turbulent scene, and suddenly the waves rose up. The waves were hundreds of feet high, roaring like a dragon, rolling in.
Bai Yu was shocked. He never expected that Lin Yun's sword was so strange. The punch just now clearly hit the punch, but when it was about to fall, the other party swayed gently and slipped silently like flowing water.
past.
To outsiders, it was like Lin Yun who did not move, but he avoided his punch.
The sword that flew into the sky was even more stormy. With the persistence of the sword intent, the sword was so powerful that it was shocking.
"Hidden dragon and creeping tiger!"
But Bai Yu was amazing. Her left hand turned into a dragon mountain and her right hand turned into a tiger mountain. Facing this fierce and rapid advancement sword, her five fingers clenched and her fists collided violently.
Bang!
It was like a dragon mountain and a tiger mountain collided with a loud bang, and merged into a mountain of dragons and tigers amidst the earth-shaking sounds. The dragons were hidden at the foot of the mountain, the tigers were lying on the top of the mountain, and the dragons were lying on the mountain!
clang!
The Dragon and Tiger Fist, which is known as the strongest defensive move, blocked this deadly sword.
"Demon-subduing Seal!"
He didn't care about the stimulation of the sword in his body, Bai Yu gritted his teeth and condensed the Demon-Subduing Seal like lightning. Suddenly, golden light shone on his body, and the Buddha's power was strong. A Buddhist swastika seal condensed behind his head, constantly rotating.
Lin Yun has practiced the Dragon and Tiger Fist by himself, and knows how terrifying the defense of the hidden dragon and the creeping tiger and the power of the Demon-Subduing Seal.
It was not fought hard with him, spread his arms and bent his right leg slightly, like a swallow scattering water. The stormy sword force was stopped at any time, and the vast sword force suddenly became extremely weak, so weak that it was inaudible, as if it were thin.
The rain is silent, like the spring breeze blowing on the face, like the autumn water, slowly coming.
First, it has the strongest defense to hide dragons and creep tigers, and then it has the extremely powerful demon-subduing seal. Bai Yu originally wanted to fight quickly.
But his continuous offensive seemed to hit cotton, and it was ineffective.
Before I knew it, the ten moves passed.
The so-called defeat of Lin Yun in three moves also quietly turned into a joke.
The Xuantian Sect's faces became nervous and they stared at the battle. At the moment, they only hoped that Bai Yu would end the battle soon and not continue to drag it on.
The Dragon and Tiger Fist was in Bai Yu's hand, and it was so terrifying that it was like a dragon and a tiger, and its offensive was unparalleled. Every move and move were terrifying.
But it's impossible to really
Lin Yun was hit by the bombardment, and Lin Yun's body could not be captured in his strange and invisible sword force.
Damn it, it's a dirty thing, I only know the sword slave who hides from all over the world.
In his rage, Bai Yu was unaware of the sword intent like the spring breeze and rain, quietly injecting into his body bit by bit.
A strong defense has no effect.
Still chasing and fighting fiercely, feeling that you have the advantage, your opponent will only run around.
But is Lin Yun really just running?
His body is like a stream, with thin water flowing, and the sword is like falling flowers, rising and falling with the waves. A leaf falls into the mist and rain, and the flowers fall and the water flows.
The white elm started with endless success, but after more than ten moves, the sword force left in its body continued to gather from its limbs and bones, everywhere in its body, like a convergence of rivers.
When he woke up, the sword intent scattered everywhere was rising like a river, unable to be ignored or stopped.
Huh!
Lin Yun floated gently and landed steadily. His long sleeves were like clouds. He shook his hands, his sword body was stitched and he ended up in the scabbard.
"You're defeated."
With the sound of the sword entering the sheath, Lin Yun said softly without a shock.
Puchi!
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Yu's expression changed constantly, without any warning, and he vomited a mouthful of blood. The dragon roared and the tiger roared, and his face stopped, and his face was terrifyingly pale.
"What kind of sword technique is this?"
Bai Yu's face was so pale that he asked with great difficulty. He looked extremely unwilling to do so.
"It's just a third-rate sword technique, but it's more than enough to beat you. After all... you're not even as good as a third-rate sword."
After Lin Yun finished speaking, he turned around alone, without even looking at Bai Yu.
Bang!
The silent slap was extremely loud, and Bai Yu felt his face burning. He laughed at Lingxiao Sword Pavilion before and was all third-rate swordsmanship, but after his current defeat, he was returned by Lin Yunyuan.
There is nothing more slap in the face than this.
The elders and disciples of Xuantian Sect looked ugly and could no longer laugh. Especially, Wang Han, who was yelling to defeat Lin Yun with three moves, felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten shit.
Xinyan supported her chin with her right hand, Shui Lingling looked at Lin Yun with her eyes slightly raised, and a charming curve appeared on her charming face. Her smiling face was like a flower, but it was more charming than flowers.
"You're looking for death!"
Bai Yu was so angry that Lin Yun's sentence was not even as good as a third-rate man, which deeply hurt him, making him unable to control his anger.
But he completely forgot that he had scolded Lin Yun as a sword slave in public.
Just when he heard the screams, Bai Yu was furious and punched Lin Yun hard on the back of the head.
This punch was powerful and strong, heading towards the vital point without any reservation.
If you are hit, the consequences will be unimaginable.
But no one expected that Lin Yun's figure shook and turned around like lightning. The seemingly untempered young man flashed with an astonishing murderous aura between his eyebrows, which made people chill.
He was covered in the power of dragon and elephant, and the holy sound he heard was heard, as if the ancient war cauldron made a loud noise.
His five fingers clenched into fists and blasted out like lightning.
With a punch, he stopped and stood there. Bai Yu's fist light was less than half an inch away from Lin Yun's forehead. But this half an inch distance was like a gap and could not be crossed.
Because a fist mark appeared on his chest. At first, the fist mark was only a shallow layer, and then gradually deepened, as if invisible power was constantly penetrated, and it was constantly deep.
In Lin Yun's cold expression, the fist marks, one inch, two inch, three inch... are constantly rising.
Finally, it completely penetrated Bai Yu's entire chest, and a fist-shaped hole suddenly appeared as blood splattered.
"I said, don't test my temper, you will regret it."
As soon as he finished speaking, the white elm was like a sandbag, and the force contained in the fist shone out fiercely. The scattered blood bloomed like a flower, and it collapsed to the ground like a dead dog.
Listen to thunder in silent places, and see flowers in colorless places.
At this time, the Qiongtai Hall was lonely and silent, but everyone who saw this scene seemed to have a thunder blew up in their hearts, completely stunned, dazed and unable to speak.
The unexpected ending that no one expected made people feel unacceptable.