Three hundred and eighty third chapters endless battle
Chapter 383
"Protect Lin Yun!"
The elder of the sword who was fighting with the elders of the four sects saw the enemy deacon who had broken through the sword formation and his face changed slightly.
But there were too many people, and after all, there were eight deacons who broke away from the entanglement and rushed towards Lin Yun.
Moreover, this is just the beginning. As the elders of the four sects go wild, more and more dangers will surge towards Lin Yun.
"A treasure?"
"I don't know how much power you can exert. If you think that having a treasure in your hand can avoid death, I think you're thinking a little too much."
Seeing Lin Yun sacrificed the treasure, the eight people's faces changed slightly, but then they sneered.
Even if it is in the Purple Palace Realm, it is hard to say that it is a little casual when used.
Lin Yun’s ninth level of Xuanwu’s cultivation is afraid that even half of the power of the treasure weapon will be difficult to exert, so how long it can last is a question.
The true energy consumed by treasures is not something that juniors in Xuanwu realm can support.
"I'm afraid you won't be able to kill!"
In the strong wind and snow, Lin Yun looked cold and waved the red flame sword in his hand and said coldly.
If the other party has a master from the Purple Mansion realm, he will still be jealous, but if he only takes half a step to the Purple Mansion, he will be blamed for killing him.
When he was at the seventh level of Xuanwu, he could only be matched with the melee form of this treasure weapon, not to mention the current cultivation level of Xuanwu's ninth level.
Whoever thinks too much will have an answer soon!
"act recklessly!"
"I see when you can still be crazy!"
"If you kill the core disciples of the three sects, no one can survive. You kid will definitely die today!"
Seeing Lin Yun's situation, the eight people couldn't help but be furious. In terms of strength, they were half a step into the Purple Mansion, and in terms of the number of people, they were eight times that of Lin Yun. I don't know what Lin Yun has to be confident, and I feel that he has a treasure weapon.
, you can kill all directions.
At this moment, the eight people were not careless and each teamed up to use their own killer moves. The true essence and evil spirit mixed together and formed into a piece. The vast snow rolled up from the surging flames, like a vast snow mountain suppressing Lin Yun.
“Good come.”
A sneer was raised at the corner of his mouth, and before this terrifying killer move like a snow-capped mountain fell, he soared into the air, and stabbed the battle blade in his hand hard.
Bang!
There was a majestic and ferocious blood-colored flame surging. In just a moment, the sharp inverted hook pierced the vast snow-capped mountains.
The eight half-step purple mansion on the ground changed slightly, and they quickly used another killer move.
"Broken Cloud Slash!"
"Breaking the mountain!"
"Eighteen Slashes of Blood Shadows!"
"Crazy Flame Seal!"
...
The eight people each used their unique killer moves. The true energy was surging. As the evil spirit surged, the visions of the true energy gathered fell fiercely towards Lin Yun in the air. The terrifying killer moves formed a powerful oppressive force, which led to the force of oppression.
All the flying snowflakes in the air were shattered.
"The light of the bright moon!"
In the air, Lin Yun's face did not change, and the world in his eyes was scarlet. Using the battle blade in his hand as a sword, he used the light of the bright moon, and immediately a terrifying strange phenomenon broke out.
The bright moon light sacrificed by the treasure utensil is like a blood moon, magnificent and mysterious with a strange and gloomy evil spirit, which makes people shudder.
The blood moon condensed into a sword light, rushed away in a wild manner against the killing moves of the eight people.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The sword light crisscrossed and fell from the sky. This bright moon light was even more terrifying than the Burial Flower Sword. With the blessing of the power of treasures, it not only has the evil spirit but also has a huge power, but the power that fills the whole body makes Lin Yun
It was a little uncontrollable.
Puchi!
It was the moment of breathing that the blood light slashed through the killing move of eight people, and slashed on one of them with a thunderous momentum.
The blood splattered and screamed in terror.
kill!
Before he could wake up, Lin Yun fell down like lightning, and the red blood battle blade in his hand was ruthlessly poked out.
His body's true energy and inner armor of the mysterious weapon were all shattered with a bang under this domineering blow.
The entire body burst and exploded into a blood mist.
The ferociousness and terror of the Red Flame Battle Blade were all revealed, trembling in Lin Yun's hands.
The sudden scene made the other seven people stunned, and their brains paused for a brief pause.
The deacon in the half-step purple mansion, how could he die if he dies...
cut!
Without giving these people time to be astonished, Lin Yun flashed, and waved the sword and cut one person in half.
.
"Back, back!"
"Disband quickly, this treasure is a bit weird!"
The deaths of two consecutive people woke up as if they were dreaming. Seeing Lin Yun approaching, his eyes were suddenly flustered.
In their eyes, the young man in blue became as terrifying as a devil.
He shouldn't have been given a chance to get close, but now he's too late to wake up.
Kill without mercy, kill and exterminate!
Lin Yun's eyes were cold and his expression was extremely cold. He only poured his true energy into it without any scruples.
From the moment he took out the treasure, he did not leave a way out for himself.
Unless his true energy is exhausted, the killing will not stop.
The elders and disciples of the other sects looked shocked when they saw this scene. As bystanders, they saw more clearly. The murderous intent on Lin Yun was really shocking.
What is even more unbelievable is that two masters from the half-step purple mansion died as soon as they say they die.
Even if Lin Yun owns treasures, it is still a bit incredible.
Someone said tremblingly: "This guy is determined to die and will not leave any way out for himself. This kind of person is really terrible."
"The half-step deacons of those three sects are all evil cultivators. They look amazing, but in fact they are fierce and weak. When a life and death are at the moment, their true colors will appear immediately, and they are just people who are greedy and afraid of death."
"After all, the demon of Lingxiao Jian Pavilion has fully demonstrated the character of the swordsman."
"Oh, if we righteous disciples have this courage, how could we suffer if we encounter evil cultivators on weekdays?"
There are countless evil cultivators scattered in the Great Qin Empire. Once ordinary disciples of sects encounter it, they will definitely be in danger.
Why?
It’s just that I have less encouragement and before I even fight, I’m scared by the opponent’s evil aura. It’s rare to be able to exert 50% of my strength.
In the wind and snow, Lin Yun's courage to look at death with one person's strength shocked the eight evil cultivators.
I have to say that it is really exciting.
"Spring breeze makes rain!"
"The big waves never stop!"
"The smoke and water are misty!"
"Frost cold thousands of miles!"
Lin Yun, who was chasing all the way, was always extremely calm. He used the exquisite killer moves in the Shuiyue Sword Technique to use the red flame battle blades in his hand one by one. In the blink of an eye, three more people died.
The successive deaths made the remaining three people completely scared.
He was mournful and fled in a panic, shouting non-stop.
clang!
Seeing that the three of them were about to die one after another, a sword light fell down and blocked the Red Flame Battle Flag.
Lin Yun felt his hands numb and was shocked back. After falling, he stepped back several steps before he stood firm.
Looking up, it was an old man in gray from Qijue Castle, with a strong pressure on his body.
Suddenly, the elder of the Zifu Realm!
"There are such bloody people in the Great Qin Empire. I really can't bear to kill people, but you must die!"
The old man in gray came forward, and his extremely sharp sword force mixed with the power of the Zifu Realm, and rushed towards him.
Before the person arrived, he shattered all the sword force on Lin Yun's body.
Too strong...
This is the strength of a powerful person in the Purple Mansion Realm. Compared with the half-step Purple Mansion, it is completely different and cannot be compared with each other.
Rush!
He didn't give Lin Yun time to worry about it, so he bullied himself and slashed three times in a row.
After three swords, a silk of blood flowed out of the corner of Lin Yun's mouth and was shaken out fiercely. But while he was shaking, he gritted his teeth and the battle blade turned around with a two-moon blood sickle and drew a blood-colored arc of light forward.
Huh!
Although the old man in gray responded, he still retreated a little slower, and a shallow blood mark was pulled out of his chest.
Touching the wound on his chest, the cold light in the eyes of the old man in gray became even colder.
clang!
Before Lin Yun could land, he flashed and cut the red blood battle blade in Lin Yun's hand out with a knife, leaving a terrifying scar on his chest.
"elder brother!"
Xinyan was shocked, and the other elders of Jiange also changed their faces.
Is it because the opponent broke through the defense line and released an elder from the Zifu Realm, or a ruthless swordsman?
"court death!"
Xin Jue, who was entangled with the enemy deacon, looked dark and turned into a lightning bolt, and came over like a terrifying fog.
At present, Jiange is not enough staff.
It is difficult for elders to retreat to help.
The ten elders of the Sword Pavilion basically fought against three, and the elders of the Sword even relied on the Xiaoyun Sword to fight against ten.
No one helped Lin Yun except him.
Without thinking, Xin Jue used his own thunder sword to the extreme and rushed to the death.
"Is there another death to die?"
The old man in gray smiled coldly, raised his hand and slashed at the thunder.
Ke Xinjue's thunder sword was obviously beyond his expectations and much stronger than he had imagined.
The power of a sword shook it back several steps.
"If you want to kill Lin Yun, you can pass this level first."
The lightning was crackling with lightning, Xin Jue's body emitted a powerful sword force, looking at the other party coldly, with a slight fear.
"Half-step purple mansion?"
The old man in gray was shocked by the aura on Xin Jue's body, and then smiled and said, "Lingxiao Jiange is really talented. If it is an ordinary purple palace realm, I'm afraid I can't do anything to you. Unfortunately, you encountered it.
I, die!"
After the words came to the air, he suddenly rose and slashed out with a heavy blow.
Suddenly, the thunder impact exploded. When the sword light fell, it looked like a hideous and terrifying dragon.
Click!
Xin Jue, who blocked the sword, took three steps back and the long sword in his hand exploded. The palm of his palm overflowed, and blood fell into the snow drop by drop along the hilt of the sword.
"Senior brother, take the sword!"
Not far away, Lin Yun, who was lying on the ground, was severely injured, covered the wound on his chest and threw a sword from the storage bag.
It was the ancient treasure soldier he harvested in the nine-story treasure hall.
A strange light flashed in Xin Jue's eyes. Before the treasured soldiers could fall, the man rotated around in the air and held the sword.
But the dragon-like sword light behind him followed him like a shadow and came again.
Without thinking too much, Xin Jue suddenly turned around and drew his sword out of the sheath.
boom!
The sword body is shining brightly, and the sharp sword force contained in the ancient treasure soldiers is like a dazzling and dazzling Haori.
Another treasure?
The old man in gray who was rushing to the scene couldn't help but change his face, but he started to curse in his heart.
Never end...
"Good sword!"
Holding the ancient treasure soldier, Xin Jue in the air burst into laughter and a sword. He instantly shattered the opponent's cruel and heartless sword force, and then he gained power and used the power of the treasure soldier to use his own thunder sword technique.
Nine sword lights like thunder and sunlight were fiercer than the other, and finally shattered the thick and solemn power of the old man in gray.
When the last sword fell, he stabbed him in his chest and slashed him heavily.
Mirror flowers and water moon!
Lin Yun, whose injuries on the ground, had a little relieved, had a cold light in his eyes and slapped his palm hard on the ground.
He rose up in the air, held the hilt of the sword, let the sharp snowflakes slap on his face, and rushed towards the old man in gray.
"act recklessly."
Before the old man in gray had landed, he saw Lin Yun rushing towards him and a disdainful sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
After being stabbed by him, he actually dared to rush to die.
But his smile soon condensed. In the air, Lin Yun suddenly turned into nine afterimages, like clouds rising and quietly dispersing. In the true and false, the sword was erratic, making it impossible to lock it.
"die!"
The nine afterimages overlapped on the sides. When they overlapped, the moonlight changed on Lin Yun.
The weather is full and the wind and clouds are changing.
When Lin Yun stabbed out with a sword, the clouds disappeared and the rain cleared, and the color spread out. The sword light bloomed like a flower, the blue sky and clear water, the falling flowers and the bright moon, and the autumn water and the sky are the same color.
This sword, the water moon mirror flower, bloomed with a beautiful side among the flying and scattered snowflakes.
Puchi!
The old man in gray had no time to react and was hit by a sword.
Blood suddenly splashed out from his neck.
In the vast wind and snow, this extremely powerful elder of the Zifu Realm covered his neck and fell down with great reluctance.
The moment he fell down, Lin Yun, who had relaxed, spit out blood and his face turned paler.
It seems even colder than the snowflakes dancing all over the sky.
[At the critical moment, I wrote a little slowly. I hope all book friends can understand it a little. If you are bored, you can discuss how this game will be broken in the circle.]