Chapter 466 Smile like a demon, sword like a fairy!
Chapter 466
The terrifying aftermath was rippling, Lin Yun in the deep pit, life and death were unknown.
"Is this the strength of the eldest prince Qin Yu? Three palms and three palms have established the victory, completely crushing Lin Yun..."
"We can't say that the crushing is over. We can only say that Lin Yun's previous three battles did consume too much. His sword's edge is still the same, but no matter how you look at it, his power is not as prosperous as it was at its peak."
"Yes, I have the same view. This is why no one has been able to succeed in the road to hell. Those who can advance to the top four are all the best, and the more they go, the harder it will be."
"Yes, it was quite easy to see Lin Yun defeating Si Xueyi. Yun Zhen was actually a bit reluctant to win."
"The eldest prince seems arrogant, but in fact he is very scheming. Three palms, one palm is stronger than the other. In fact, he is constantly testing Lin Yun's bottom line. After determining the opponent, he will kill with one blow, causing people
The illusion of invincibility.”
"Yes, if both are at the peak, this battle is hard to say."
Is Qin Yu strong?
powerful!
So powerful!
But Lin Yun obtained the qualification of the road to hell from the loser group, lost his opponents all the way, and finally being able to finally get to the front of the eldest prince Qin Yu, is enough to show his strength.
The Burial Flower Prince is definitely not weak.
Unfortunately... destiny is not with him. One step later, one step will lead to hell.
Many people sighed softly, with a look of great pity in their eyes.
I think of the young man, when he first appeared, was so energetic. He appeared unexpectedly in the eyes of everyone when no one thought he would appear.
Then he appeared with a dark horse and lost two young masters in a row to enter the final quarterfinals.
It can be said that his style has long been deeply rooted in people's hearts and is admirable.
The power of Qin Yu's three palms shocked the many powerful people in Longmen Square. But Lin Yun, who fell in the deep pit, still made people respect him. This boy is not easy, even though he is defeated.
Rong.
"A mere sword slave dares to compete with Your Highness for the top spot, which is a foolish dream. Referee, I think... I should be able to judge me to win."
An unprecedented smile appeared on his gloomy face, and he looked at the referee who was deeply shocked by this palm in the air and said.
The referee in the air was a little stunned, then retracted his gaze in the deep pit, slowly fell down, and nodded, "Lin Yun fainted. Although he could not judge life and death, he could not get up. According to the regulations, you can indeed win.
.”
"Then please give the sentence!"
Qin Yu's mouth curled slightly, bent down slightly, and laughed softly.
Have you won?
Many people woke up from a dream and suddenly realized, and their eyes fell on Qin Yu in an instant.
After all, as predicted before the game, Qin Yu was the winner of the final battle of the Longmen Competition.
There is no suspense, no miracles.
After today, he will be famous in the Qin Dynasty, enjoy the supreme honor, and become one of the real young leaders of the Qin Empire.
Qin Yu's eyes swept, landed in the direction of Lingxiao Jian Pavilion, showing a meaningful smile.
"Little junior brother!"
Xinyan gritted her teeth and felt like a knife cut her heart. She felt extremely uncomfortable. If Elder Luo Feng had not forced her to stop her, she would have already rushed to the battlefield.
"I announce that the winner of the Longmen Competition, Feiyu..."
But suddenly, the referee's face changed, and the smile on Qin Yu's face also came to an abrupt end.
Rumble!
With a terrifying sound, the world suddenly changed color, and under the gaze of countless gazes, an unprecedented terrifying force burst out rapidly on the King's Battle Stage.
For a moment, a dazzling light burst out from the bottom of the deep pit. One, two... three dazzling light columns soared into the sky and pierced through the sky.
The endless vitality burst out from the depths of the ground, which was shocking.
"What's going on?"
"What a strong aura...what is this?"
"It's the original cultivation level!"
"The original cultivation of top strong people!"
Countless powerful people in the Purple Palace were shocked when they saw this scene.
The three light columns that burst out from the deep pit are clearly the light that can only be condensed by the original cultivation level.
"This...how is this possible?"
Wen Yanbo, the Hunyuan Sect, murmured to himself, his eyes full of astonishment. His original cultivation was several times stronger than his own.
How much will a strong man with such terrifying strength cherish his original cultivation?
If the original cultivation level is
If you go out, in addition to the reduction of your realm, it may lead to the inability to advance to the Tianpo for life. The greater price is life span, which is a price that even Lin Yun does not know. One is a life span, and the three is a life span of thirty years.
Such a expensive price cannot be easily achieved even if it is a close relative.
Click!
When the three rays of light condense into a pillar, someone whistled to the sky at the bottom of the huge pit.
Buzzing!
The familiar sound of the sword sounded again in Longmen Square, shocking everyone's ears.
"It's Lin Yun!"
"Lin Yun hasn't lost yet!"
"Damn it, I actually cried. This kid actually has a trump card."
"The road to hell is not over yet, hope is still there, hope is still there!"
For a moment, the entire Gantry Square became completely boiling, and many people shouted excitedly.
Bang!
A figure jumped out, jumped out of the huge pit, and turned over and landed heavily on the ground.
The young man was wearing a blue shirt, a sword box on his back, with a handsome face, and his delicate facial features were like a knives and axes. He was not a peerless handsome man, but he was also handsome and handsome, with a detached temperament. The sharpness between his eyebrows was even more so.
Sharp and boundless.
If this young man is not Lin Yun, who can he be?
"I haven't spoken yet, how can I be judged to lose?"
Lin Yun raised his lips slightly, and looked at Qin Yu opposite the pit and smiled.
A sunny smile gives people calmness and confidence.
The aura that filled his body surprised everyone. Lin Yun not only returned to the peak, but his cultivation level actually went further.
It has reached the incredible half-step purple palace realm, which is exactly the same as Qin Yu's cultivation level.
"Damn it!"
Qin Yu, who had originally been gloomy and had an unprecedented mood, had an unprecedented gloomy face, and he looked extremely ugly.
"Your Highness, you're very disappointed."
Lin Yun smiled slightly and said softly.
"Hmph! So what if you are promoted to the Purple Mansion half a step? This prince was promoted to the Purple Mansion two years ago. In terms of background, you still can't compare to me. Even if you crawl out of hell, I will put you again.
If you step on it, you won’t give you any chance this time!”
Rumble!
A terrible aura erupted from Qin Yu. The Xuanyang Art of the Earth-level exercises burst into dazzling light as he ran his body as he was madly running.
It is like a sunny fireball standing in this ruined king fighting Taichung.
Lin Yun's expression changed slightly, but he was a little moved. After all, he used the three original cultivation skills left by the Protector of Mei.
These three wisps of original cultivation are so precious that he can't bear to use them. They are like the blood and flesh of the Plum Guardian. Once refined, it is like drinking the blood of the Plum Guardian and eating his flesh. How cruel!
His eyes swept and fell on the direction of Lingxiao Jiange. Xinyan's body, the other party's cold face, and her eyes were already wet.
He saw it again. Li Wuyou, the boy, smiled heartlessly, and tears flowed out. He still didn't know.
He saw Elder Luo Feng again, and he burst into tears. His age could not be suppressed at this moment.
Many people, every heart is concerned about him.
He looked around and saw the second-hand man, Blood Dragon Horse. He was in the middle of the square, grinning and revealing two rows of front teeth, giggling constantly.
And Brother Xinjue in the sky, you must look at me too...
There are still many people who have not come to Longmen Square, but Lin Yun could feel that their eyes fell far into themselves through the forest, through the mountains and rivers, and through the rivers.
My way is not alone!
Suddenly, endless heroic spirit surged in Lin Yun's heart, and his passionate blood continued to stir up in his heart.
In this battle, he fought for himself and for all those who care about him.
I am not alone, I cannot die!
The intent of the sky burst out on Lin Yun, and as he climbed to the half-step purple palace, it collided with Qin Yu's scorching and terrifying momentum.
sword!
He shouted wildly in his heart, and the Burial Flower Sword scattered elsewhere turned into a terrifying sphere and broke through the sky.
Lin Yun stretched out his hand and held it tightly in his hand. The feeling of blood and the heart-to-heart communication spread throughout his body.
My sword, glory lasts forever.
When the two men's aura reached their peak, Lin Yun and Qin Yu disappeared from everyone's sight at the same time.
Bang!
The next moment, the two of them were in the middle of the pit, each attacking each other and hitting each other hard.
rise.
Lin Yun held the Burial Flower Sword in his hand. At this moment, when he raised his hand, he slashed away with a bright moonlight.
The Zi Yuan Sword Technique was activated with all its strength, and the peak was full. At the realm of half a step in Zifu, the power of this sword light exceeded all the previous ones.
Click!
With the sword light raising his hand, he instantly cut the palm light that Qin Yu slapped out into two halves.
"die!"
Qin Yu shouted loudly, and his palm light turned into a scorching sharp blade, falling silently in front of Lin Yun.
Swallowing!
In one breath, nine palms were slashed out, and nine palm lights were like nine twig sword lights. Every time they were as fast as a terrifying ray, and as fast as lightning.
However, it also contains the vast Xuanyang true energy, and the power of one blow bursts out with an amazing aura.
Lin Yun's expression changed slightly, and he took action directly. With the sword light waving, he took down the nine palms one by one.
"Xuanyang Explosion!"
Qin Yu's long hair danced around, as if crazy, and shouted wildly.
boom!
The nine palm lights scattered, like nine furnaces of different sizes, blending into one in an instant.
In the air, a furnace like a scorching sun came backwards.
The air was burned ruthlessly. It seemed to outsiders that it was like a divine furnace in the Immortal Palace, pouring down. A river of flames filled with molten slurry was like a dragon, covering the sky and swallowing Lin Yun.
Lin Yun's eyes suddenly condensed, he held the hand of the Burial Flower Sword tightly, and waved it like lightning.
Purple kites bloomed, and sword lights scattered, cutting the river of flames all the time.
The scattered magma sputtered out and burst out with loud rumbling sounds, like the end of the world.
"The light of the rising sun!"
Seeing the slurry river forest cloud breaking open, a cold light flashed in Qin Yu's eyes, and he was like a rising sun breaking through the dawn.
With a thrust of hand, he slammed the high-high light, like the initial light before dawn, flew towards Lin Yun at an astonishing speed.
quick!
This palm was so scary that it could not even catch the naked eye.
But Lin Yun’s sword is faster!
Frost Han Wanli, and a sword stabbed out, freezing the flying palm lights in the air.
The sword body trembled slightly, and the majestic sword force roared out, and the frozen palm light in the air exploded instantly.
"The sun is as scorching as fire!"
Qin Yu gritted his teeth, and the light of the rising sun turned into the hottest light at noon, illuminating violently.
Mirror flowers and water moon!
Between the place, Lin Yun flashed, and he got the sword, like a flower in a mirror, like a moon in a water, virtual and real, real and real.
No matter how amazing the other party's palm falls into its virtual and real sword force, it is like falling into a mirror.
Click!
When the mirror was broken, the Xuanyang true energy, which was as irritating as the scorching sun, exploded with a bang.
A terrifying aftermath swept out, and the two of them flashed at the same time, avoiding them from afar.
They each landed on the edge of the platform, a battle platform that had long been ruined. The fire on the ground burned continuously, and the sword intent scattered all over the ground.
"It's my turn to take action."
In the raging fire, Lin Yun looked at the other party and smiled slightly.
"So what if you take action? I'm afraid you won't succeed!"
Qin Yu looked cold and shouted in a deep voice.
"I'm just afraid you're scared."
Lin Yun smiled slightly, but the flower burial sword in his hand trembled with great excitement.
Buzz!
Without any warning, a crisp sword sound suddenly burst out from his body, which was the oldest string in the world and could not be played.
The sound of the sword is evident and ethereal as a fairy.
Before everyone could react, a sword light swept out ruthlessly.
The huge king battle platform was constantly exploding at this moment, and the sword light passed by was like a bamboo shoot, shattering everything!
Puchi!
Before Qin Yu could react, he was swept by the sword light and vomited blood on the spot.
This sword cut the entire King's Battle Stage into two halves.
"Your Highness, guess what time Lin has used."
The young man's green shirt danced, the wind lifted his long hair on his forehead, and his handsome face showed a smile. This smile was as beautiful as a demon, this sword was as vast as an immortal; a smile was as beautiful as a demon, and a sword was as beautiful as an immortal.
"Innate Sword Intent!"
A look of horror flashed in Qin Yu's eyes and he said in extreme disbelief.