Two powerful auras emanated from Lin Yun and Yang Xiong, swelling in the sky, and then competing against each other. Just like in the sky, rolling thunder and clouds collided with each other, and a dull loud noise broke out.
Such a terrifying aura filled every corner of the flame spirit pillar, and even the spiritual energy in the air became sticky.
Countless gazes gathered on the two figures in the light column, holding their breath and concentrating. This extremely tense atmosphere will explode completely at any time. Once it breaks out, it will be a shocking battle.
Before that, no one expected that Lin Yun could have such strong strength.
I feel that the fight between the two must be a one-sided boulder, but the fighting spirit that broke out on Lin Yun at the moment made no one dare to underestimate it.
The atmosphere inside the flame spirit pillar solidified to the extreme. Suddenly, a breeze suddenly rose, like a quiet lake throwing a small stone, causing ripples in circles.
When the breeze was approaching, a cold light flashed in Yang Xiong and Lin Yun's eyes, and their bodies jumped up at the same time.
The two figures that were rushing like lightning were filled with extremely thick true energy, and turned into two surging torrents. They roared with the lake and then rushed together.
Bang!
The thunder exploded, and the aftermath of the true energy counter-projection spread wildly outside the flame spirit pillar. On the vast Xuanyin Lake, huge waves suddenly burst into the sky, and the huge waves and the huge waves rushed together, and then
It's a continuous burst of noise.
Rumble!
In the flame spirit pillar, the two of them kept bombarding with their own true energy cultivation. Without extra skills, they were competing with their own true energy and their own practices.
Yang Xiong, who has reached the realm of Flame Thunder and Lin Yun, who is at the ninth level of the sword technique, has strong confidence in their respective skills.
However, in this match, it can be clearly seen that Yang Xiong firmly has the upper hand. His advantage in realm, Yang Xiong, who is perfect in Yin Xuan Realm, is much stronger than Lin Yun, who has just entered Yin Xuan Realm.
"This guy is so arrogant. He actually competes with Yang Xiong for real energy and overestimates himself."
Seeing Lingyun's momentum gradually weakened, Mei Ziyan's mouth outside Xuanyin Lake curled up a mocking look and smiled happily.
The other people didn't say anything, but they also nodded secretly, and the situation was quite unfavorable to Lin Yun.
Mo Ling was too lazy to pay attention to the plum fire, but just had a pair of beautiful eyes staring at the battle situation in the distance, without letting go of any details.
"Is that just the level? I haven't used all my strength yet!"
Yang Xiong soared into the air, shrouded in his own thunder and fire. With the continuous infusion of true energy, he was extremely domineering and magnificent. He was condescending, and his clothes were Lin Yun, sneering.
"Dude Burial Flower, if you have this skill, don't be embarrassed in front of me!"
A cold light flashed in Yang Xiong's eyes, and he raised his hand and slapped it down, covering his vast thunder and fire. Suddenly condensed into a huge storm of flames. The storm was flashing with ferocious lightning, and it fell down in the blink of an eye to swallow Lin Yun in it.
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In such a terrifying offensive, it looked like a huge flaming mountain pressing on the tiny Lin Yun.
But it's not finished yet!
A sharp cold light flashed in Yang Xiong's eyes, and the true energy was poured into it and suddenly it held up. The vast flame storm that swallowed Lin Yun was suddenly concentrated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the violent power of thunder and fire was facing it.
Lin Yun squeezed it wildly.
Today, in Xuanyin Lake, what he wants is not to defeat Lin Yun, but to crush his opponent. The name of the Flower Burial Master is worthless and not as good as bullshit!
Let Lin Yun bow down and beg for mercy in front of everyone like a dog. Let this guy have no self from now on from now on.
Zunxin appeared in front of Liu Yunyan!
Let him know the terrible consequences of offending himself!
Only Yang Xiong can laugh at this battle between Xuanyin Flowers and become the most dazzling winner of the light. Today's battle is the first battle for his real rise, which is to trample Lin Yun under his feet.
The supreme dignity is lost!
boom!
The flame storm mixed with terrifying lightning shrank in half in the blink of an eye. Lin Yun, whose cultivation was only great in Yin Xuan Realm, seemed to have no choice but to be slaughtered.
Many sighs suddenly came from Xuanyin Lake. Lin Yun was still a little arrogant after all. If he hadn't been determined to fight with Yang Xiong head-on, he would probably not have been defeated so embarrassingly.
Everyone seemed to be able to hear the sound of bone-breaking Lin Yun, who was squeezed by the flame storm, which was probably quite painful, and after thinking about it, he was chilling.
In the distance, Mei Ziyan's sneer was endless, and Yang Xiong's methods made him quite appreciate them.
Just defeating Lin Yun is really too cheap. Only by doing this kind of torture can this kid know what a world is.
“Huh?”
But at this moment, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, as if something was wrong. He looked closely and saw the storm of flames that were constantly squeezing and concentrated, and a trace of winding crack appeared, and could be seen in the gap.
To the dazzling and sharp silver light.
Sword light?
Just when he was a little confused, the slight crack on the surface of the storm suddenly became larger. A buzzing sword roar came out of the flame storm, like a fairy sound, deafening.
Eighty-one silver sword light shone brightly, bursting out from the flame storm.
boom!
The next moment, the eighty-one dazzling sword lights stirred up wildly. In an instant, a storm of flames containing lightning exploded and burst open. A magnificent sword formation appeared in the eyes of the world, with the gorgeous sword light, which made people see it.
Dazzled.
Lin Yun, who was wearing a blue shirt in the formation, allowed the aftermath of the flame storm to attack at will, and he remained majestic and did not get hurt at all.
Yang Xiong's face suddenly sank, his clothes swelled, and the thunder and fire fragments that exploded from all directions recondensed into a torrent-like attack, one after another, constantly rushing towards the sword formation.
Buzz! Buzz!
Let this vast torrent impact, the sword formation protecting Lin Yun's body soar up and down, buzzing continuously, like flowers blooming and extinction, like flowers dazzling. With its sharp edge, it will thunder and fire torrents that are constantly rushing over.
, cut all of them.
"Stopped!"
"How did this guy do it?"
One by one, his eyes fell on Lin Yun, and his eyes were full of astonishment. Yang Xiong's horrifying offensive was blocked by Lin Yun.
Not only that, it was not even hurt at all, far less embarrassing and unbearable as everyone imagined.
"I see how long you can hold on!"
Yang Xiong's cold expression flashed with a hint of impatientness. After several tests, he probably figured out the limits of this sword formation.
"The Flame Thunder Art, the Sun-Destroying Demon Sphur!"
Yang Xiong looked extremely cold, and saw him crazily activate the Flame Thunder Art. The power of flames and thunder mixed in the air condensed into a purple light magic halberd nearly a hundred feet in size. With the power of destroying the sun, he thrust down madly.
The sharp edge of the halberd seems to be as sharp as it can penetrate the void.
break!
Another wild shout, the purple magic halberd flashed like a terrifying geese, and its speed disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.
"Good come!"
Lin Yun's eyes surged, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said in a deep voice: "The Zi Yuan Sword Formation is unparalleled!"
Take off and continue to fly, dazzling sword formation,
It stopped, as if time and space were frozen. But just as everyone was surprised and confused, the sword formation suddenly reversed, and the boundless sword intent turned into silver light on Lin Yun's body and rose up.
Eighty-one sword shadows instantly doubled, and the dense sword lights followed Lin Yun's finger and met them overwhelmed.
Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!
The sword shadow and the demon halberd collided fiercely in the air, making a roar like a thousand-year-old bell. A shocking aftermath rippled out, and outside the spiritual light column, there was another huge wave, surging.
Extremely, one after another.
In this entanglement, the magic halberd shattered and many sword shadows continued to shoot towards Yang Xiong.
"spread!"
A ferocious look flashed across Yang Xiong's face. He did not retreat but advanced, and his fists kept blasting out like thunder. With his strong cultivation, he forced the flying sword shadow to pieces. In a flash, this
Inside the flame spirit pillar, there were shattered sword shadows and the aftermath of the demon halberd, flying in chaos.
In this mess, Yang Xiong, who was shattering the sword shadow, his voice surged. His eyes swept like lightning, and after it fell on Lin Yun, he soared into the air and rushed over.
roar!
But just as he was in the air, as soon as he moved, spiritual patterns appeared around Lin Yun. Under the interweaving of many spiritual patterns, a vast spiritual map, accompanied by the roaring wind, formed.
The ten-fold spiritual fire spread across the mountains and rivers, and under the turbulence of the strong wind, it evolved into a hideous giant hand and roared away.
"This guy has many methods..."
Looking at the running spirit map, Yang Xiong's expression suddenly turned cold. He was in mid-air and his arms suddenly spread.
"But no matter how many methods you have, you are only worthy of being my stepping stone for Yang Xiong, the Purple Light Magic Flame Claw!"
Yang Xiong, who spread his arms, seemed to transform into an ancient demon vulture in the air, bent his five fingers into claws, and then grabbed the flaming mountain and river map fiercely.
Click!
Under such a terrifying regret, the vast flame spirit map, which was extremely powerful, was torn into countless pieces by his claws. The shattered flames in the sky were as sad as fireworks. Yang Xiong's long hair was dancing around, waiting for the flames.
Surrounded by the crowd, the reputation surged again.
"Let's just stop here!"
Yang Xiong leaned forward like a goshawk, with a ferocious and cold look on his face, spreading his wings and flying down.
Lin Yun's eyes condensed slightly, and looked at Yang Xiong who was killed like a rainbow, and thought to himself that the map of fire is just a second-grade spiritual map after all, even if it is tenth of the spiritual charm, it is not enough to see it.
Is it time to fight for the killer move?
However, it is too naive to stop here.
Lin Yun raised his eyebrows lightly, and the sharp edge between his eyebrows burst into flames, his fingers as white as jade, quickly changing. Suddenly, he had endless murderous intent on his body, and it surged wildly little by little. In a short while, the murderous intent burst out.
As thick as towering peaks.
The violent and turbulent murderous intent roared like a peerless killing god, looking down on all directions in this world and glaring at the people.
"That's...
Countless eyes looked at Lin Yun, and his face changed drastically.
"My God, why is this murderous intent so terrible? You can't move by just one glance."
"It's terrible, how did such murderous intent condense?"
"It's the Seven Killing Fist!"
Suddenly, endless exclamations sounded on the huge Xuanyin Lake, and Senior Tang Yu and Elder Yu Mu on the distant platform were also extremely shocked.
"The Buddhist Seven Killing Seals... This little guy has such talent?"
The white-haired old man in front of them also flashed with a strange color in his eyes, and then a thoughtful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.