Seeing the killing intent in Lin Yun's eyes, Tang Ying became even more angry.
"Little bastard, you will never know how big the gap is between the Yin Yang Realm and the Yang Xuan Realm. If I didn't want you to die so easily, you would have been trampled under my feet, and you would have knelt down and begged for mercy!"
He was really angry, especially when he sensed that there were other warriors watching the show secretly, and his endless anger and murderous intent were completely released.
He is confident that he can crush all the leaders in the Yin and Yang Realm, no matter how evil they are.
As long as he has not broken through the Yin and Yang realm, he will always be like a chicken and a dog in front of him. As long as he truly unleashes his power, he can easily crush Lin Yun to death.
In the raging rage, Tang Ying moved!
call out!
He took a step forward, without using any movement skills at all, just relying on the majestic and vigorous true energy poured into his feet. With just one step, the mountains were shaken immediately, carrying violent pressure, and came to the forest.
In front of the clouds.
With a ruthless and cold smile, domineering and arrogant, the palm he waved was like an ancient star condensed with blood, and he hit Lin Yun hard.
This kind of method is quite rare. He did not draw his sword, but the blood light contained in the palm light was clearly condensed from the bloody sword dance. This made the palm fall, which not only had the sharp sword intention, but also made up for the lack of thick sword intention.
shortcomings.
He wanted to slap Lin Yun into a pulp with just one palm.
In order to make up for the humiliation of Lin Yun trampling the middle-aged man in black to death in front of him just now, he wanted to kill Lin Yun with a more cruel and ferocious killing method.
Facing this palm that was extremely arrogant and domineering, Lin Yun's expression remained calm and calm, but two sharp edges suddenly shot out from his eyes. Those edges were like lightning and almost solidified. He planned not to dodge or dodge.
Direct resistance, punch to flesh, fist to palm.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The exchange of fists and palms was like two volcanoes blasting each other, bursting out with dazzling glare. The dissipated shock wave was terrifying to the point of horror, shaking in all directions.
Click! Click! Click!
The ground beneath their feet suddenly exploded, and countless cracks snaked away, like ferocious dragons dancing wildly. Countless ancient trees and huge rocks that stretched to the sky, were torn apart by these cracks, and immediately turned into endless
Powder, dust billowing, vast.
This is an amazing encounter!
The outsiders' eyes showed a look of extreme surprise. The Yin-Yang Realm Dacheng made a move without reservation, but was still blocked by Lin Yun.
Tang Ying, who was in the middle of it, was even more surprised. His palm was quite skillful. If it were anyone else, even a leader in the Yin and Yang Realm would have been beaten into a ball of mud by him and died without a burial place.
But the young man in front of him, who is only a mere master of the Yangxuan Realm, can actually compete with him!
After being surprised, Tang Ying's eyes suddenly became hot, and he smiled conspiratorially: "You have a lot of secrets in your body, I will capture you later, torture you, and spit it out! Everything you have,
You are destined to make a wedding dress for me, and you are destined to be stepped on by me!"
His eyes were stern, his murderous intent and anger increased again, and the two of them rose into the air and fought again.
Seen from a distance, the two people fighting in mid-air, whether it was the burst of lightning or the blooming blood mist, looked extremely astonishing.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The terrifying vision spread in the air, and the blazing light illuminated the whole world so brightly that it made people feel even more shocked.
That young man didn't look like a leader of the younger generation at all. He was extremely charming and terrifyingly strong.
Tang Ying was extremely shocked and couldn't calm down. He was an existence in the Yin-Yang realm. His true essence was tempered by the power of yin and yang at the same time. He passed Xiaocheng and was promoted to Dacheng, resulting in a qualitative leap. Ten small Chengdu in the Yin-Yang realm
Not enough for him to fight.
But now after more than ten moves, he still couldn't take down Lin Yun and was still in the fight.
"That's it!"
Tang Ying roared. He felt humiliated, completely humiliated. Lin Yun could not be defeated by more than ten moves, let alone trampling his opponent into a pulp. It was a great shame and humiliation.
Click!
His pupils
The hole seemed to be broken into pieces, with blood mist filling the air, and sword light flying around it. The phenomenon was very terrifying.
In the distance, everyone was shocked, realizing that the Iron-Blooded Sword Sect could stand firm in Yanlong Ridge. I am afraid it has some background and the support of a big force behind it. The strength currently displayed by Tang Ying is already greater than the ordinary Yin-Yang Realm.
Much better.
The bloody sword is like mist, the bloody sword is like flowers!
This can already be regarded as a secret technique, and it is obviously inseparable from the power represented by the young man in white.
"Is this the end? That's not necessarily the case!"
Lin Yun was fearless, and activated the Nine Transformations of the Canglong, mobilizing the four dragon patterns. Suddenly there was a bright electric light leaping on his body, the thunder in his palms continued, and the peak and perfect sword intent burst into the sky and flew away.
He merged his sword intention with the Nine Transformations of Canglong, and pushed his own pressure to the extreme without using his sword.
He said that he will never draw his sword as long as he hates it.
If you don't kill Tang Ying for a day, you won't have to bury flowers for a day.
boom!
With the shocking pressure, the two collided fiercely and fought fiercely in the air hundreds of meters away. After landing, they took to the air again, like two violent monsters whose eyes were completely red with blood.
"Who is this young man? Such a strong sword intention, he actually suppressed Tang Ying's sword intention, my God!"
"It feels a bit familiar. It looks a bit like the person rumored to be. He is dressed in green, carrying a sword case, and is about seventeen or eighteen years old!"
"It's him! He's Lin Yun. Not long ago, he caused a huge death auction and defeated many leaders of famous families. He competed with Qing Ruoyou for the Purple Yao Divine Stone, and the evildoer on the inner list attacked Tianhe, but all three moves couldn't do anything to him.
."
"No wonder it's so..."
Everyone suddenly realized it, with understanding in their hearts, and couldn't help but be excited for a while.
Lin Yun's matter has caused quite a stir in Tianling City, and almost no one knows about it. However, he disappeared after punching the Xuanyin Bell that day, but he did not expect to appear in Yanlong Ridge, with Lin Yun.
The terrifying existence of the Yin and Yang Realm confronts each other.
"This guy is really a ruthless person!"
Everyone was shocked in their hearts. Seeing it once was better than hearing it a hundred times. They finally saw what it means to be a monster.
boom!
In mid-air, there were visions one after another, thunder and blood mist were fighting fiercely, and the murderous intent of the two people surged wildly.
Each looks like two heads, one is covered in blood mist, and the other is flashing with lightning, surging with supreme sword power.
The look in Tang Ying's eyes was a little horrifying. After hundreds of powerful blows, this boy's body was like a monster, his blood was strong, and he seemed to be fine. But there were blood stains at the corners of his mouth, and he was injured. What's even more terrifying is that
Even his momentum showed signs of being suppressed by the opponent.
This is a true confrontation, a collision between powerful forces, and Lin Yun's physical body is completely reborn, and his advantage in it is quite obvious.
What frightened him the most was that the opponent actually mastered the peak and perfect sword intention, completely suppressing the bloody sword mist formed by his own secret technique.
"Damn it, enough is enough!"
Tang Ying was very angry. He had stopped talking a long time ago. But now, he was injured, and the opponent was still fierce. His face had been swollen by the big words, which was extremely humiliating.
With a buzzing sound, he drew his sword out of its sheath. It was a turquoise sword, engraved with many lines and glowing with a cold light.
Lin Yun's heart was beating wildly and he stepped back.
This sword should be at least a top-grade treasure, and it has been refined using some evil method. As a mysterious master, he is very sensitive to this.
Now that the Burial Flower is out of sight, I have to be cautious when facing this sword with my bare hands.
"Want to leave now? It's too late. I haven't drawn this sword for ten years. Today I will use your blood to commemorate it!"
Tang Ying looked ferocious and sneered again and again. He had been practicing for a long time, so he would naturally have some reliance on him. This Biyun Sword, which was stained by the magic mist, was his trump card. He would never pull it out easily. With one use of power, he would be able to rely on it.
Much smaller.
The next moment, blood mist filled the air, magic light splashed, and black lines appeared on the face of Tang Ying holding the sword.
The long sword with a bright green light actually stirred up boundless winds, stirring up the wind and clouds in the sky. When the sword fell, it made the entire heaven and earth pale, which was extremely terrifying.
The faces of everyone behind them all changed drastically, and their eyes looked horrified. This sword was a little weird!
Lin Yun felt a hint of danger. Five dragon patterns were activated at the same time, and lightning burst out all over his body, like a river. In an instant, he dodged the sword.
Rumble!
Where he originally stood, a huge pit was cut out by this sword, like an abyss, seemingly bottomless.
"I said, you will definitely die today! You dare to compete with me even though you are in Xiaoyangxuan realm, you don't know whether to live or die!"
The power of the sword made Tang Ying's confidence soar, and he roared to the sky.
That Biyun Sword was so terrifying. It must have been refined with a special technique and could be called a forbidden weapon. Using it with all its strength, Tang Ying's strength skyrocketed, and in an instant, an astonishing blood mist erupted again, rolling away.
.
Many people sighed when they saw this scene.
This old guy is so shameless. He actually used a forbidden weapon against a junior in the Yangxuan Realm.
Many people are not worthy of Lin Yun. After all, the Iron-Blooded Sword Sect has been doing evil for many years and has long been unpopular. If someone can kill the deputy sect leader, it will definitely be very popular.
But now it seems that Lin Yun is in a very bad situation.
Lin Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, but he did not panic. He kept dodging while his figure flickered. He was enduring, waiting for a perfect opportunity to strike, and change the outcome with one blow.
Let him be arrogant for a while. The higher he jumps, the more painful he will fall.
"You brat, weren't you crazy just now? If you go crazy again, I'll teach you how to be a good person!"
"Do you dare to take my sword?"
"Aren't you carrying a sword case on your back? Instead, draw your sword and fight me!"
With the Biyun Sword in hand, Tang Ying's long hair was dancing wildly, and his expression was ferocious and proud. He chased Lin Yun around, not daring to compete with him. This kind of pleasure made his heart feel extremely happy. This was the situation he wanted.
.
Crushing, crushing completely, leaving the opponent unable to even backhand.
This was the script that Tang Ying wanted to see. He was the only one who would dominate Lin Yun and trample Lin Yun under his feet, and then be humiliated endlessly.
Suddenly, Lin Yun's eyes flashed with strange light, and he was keenly aware that the power of Biyun Sword had weakened for a moment.
He tried several times and found that the flaw that was deliberately sold could not be broken by the other party. Suddenly, his heart was as clear as a mirror, and he knew that this forbidden weapon had passed its most ferocious stage.
That's it now!
Lin Yun's eyes were as bright as lightning, and without any hesitation, a shocking dragon roar suddenly burst out from his body. The dragon roar was deafening and reverberated in all directions.
Canglong Armor!
Immediately, the Azure Dragon Seal on his heart glowed with blood, and the five ancient and ferocious dragon patterns seemed to come to life. They melted together in an instant, and a thick and domineering armor, bathed in thunder light from the sky, covered Lin Yun's body.
boom!
The bright lightning turned into a thick beam of light on Lin Yun's body, rising into the sky.
After being promoted to the fourth level through the Nine Transformations of Canglong, his physical body was so powerful. Now that he was using this Canglong armor, the lightning that bathed his whole body became even more terrifying.
It took one step, as if to tear the void apart and erupt into a dazzling light.
The right hand covered by the armor clenched into a fist, like a dragon's claw that burst out from the lightning, and instantly knocked the falling Biyun Sword away. With a cry, the Biyun Sword came out of his hand, and Tang Ying immediately vomited.
Export blood.
But the power of this punch is obviously more than that.
It drove straight in, devastated the opponent, and completely annihilated the opponent's body in the vast blood mist. The blood light burst out, and immediately there were countless blood flames, flying down all over the sky, blooming gorgeously like fireworks.
Click!
There was a sound of broken bones, the blood dissipated, and the thunder was restrained. The ribs on Tang Ying's chest were broken and severely dented. His clothes exploded, and the skin and flesh all over his body were ripped open by the lightning. His body was blasted into an arch shape, and he fell like a cannonball.
Flying out, blood spilled into the sky, and screams continued.
Frivolous, cold and arrogant!
The young Lin Yun, with his sword unsheathed, seemed to have suppressed an older master of the Yin-Yang Realm with his cultivation at the peak of the Yangxuan Realm.