Without any suspense, the moment the fist light hit the tip of the gun, in just a moment, the dazzling and sharp gun light fell apart. Ouyang Hao vomited out blood, and his whole body was shaken away. With a plop, he knelt on one knee and pulled the ground
Explode countless cracks.
Lin Yun was wearing a blue shirt, standing in the wind, looking at the other party coldly, and said lightly: "Ouyang Hao should show off some real skills, otherwise I'm afraid you will keep kneeling down."
Too crazy...
The faces of many top leaders in Tianling City all looked quite ugly. Who would have thought that even if they really face Ouyang Hao in Tianling's seven shows.
Then Lin Yun was still so arrogant and his style was unabashed.
boom!
A cold and cold feeling swept out, and eight blood clouds suddenly floated out of Ouyang Hao's body. The eight blood clouds bloomed like flowers behind him, like seven towering blood mountains, or like a vast sea of clouds.
A scarlet red.
"The eighth level of Xiaoyun Art!"
"Is this the real strength of Tianling Qixiu? The Xiaoyun Sect's sect-sect martial arts have been cultivated to the eighth level by him!"
"I heard that this technique is only nine levels."
Seeing Ouyang Hao's regaining terrifying aura, there were flames burning deep in the eyes of Qiao Chu of Tianling City, but don't lose.
At the same time, many foreign leaders also looked at Lin Yun.
This young man who was called a sword slave by Qiao Chumi in Tianling City, killed all the young man just because he offended Qing Ruoyou. The strength he showed was undoubtedly enough to be comparable to Tianling Qixiu, which was heartbreaking.
I admire you.
"I really didn't expect that you would force me out of my true strength."
Ouyang Hao looked cold and looked at Lin Yun in front of him, without any concealment of murderous intent in his eyes.
Lin Yun looked cold and just looked at the other party coldly. The terrifying aura that burst out on his body did not cause a trace of turmoil on Lin Yun's face.
"You don't know when you die. From the moment you snatch Your Highness Youruo's Purple Yao Divine Stone, you are already a dead person. You don't know who you have offended!"
Ouyang Hao snorted coldly, and his endless murderous intent rolled over and fell on Lin Yun.
The murderous intent was like an ancient hand, full of violent aura, as if to devour everything. But Lin Yun was not moving like a mountain, like a sword, coming in the wind, and the sound of the slamming was endless, making the beasts that were transformed from murderous intent in the sky still unable to do so.
Get close to him.
Feeling the fighting spirit on Lin Yun, Ouyang Hao sneered: "You guy is really not afraid of death, and I'm too lazy to get involved with you. Just one move, if you can catch this move, I won't be asking for trouble for you.
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"This shot is called Star Rift!"
When he spoke, the aura derived from the Xiaoyun Jue on his body suddenly surged again. When the endless true energy was injected into the spear, the sky and earth suddenly became gloomy. The blood light lingering at the tip of the spear seemed to be able to really give all the stars.
Torn is average.
In this darkness, the tip of his gun emitted a scarlet and violent light, and a terrifying power that was terrifying and terrifying, gathered wildly. The blood light lingering around the tip of the gun seemed to have a sudden appearance.
It started to wriggle like life.
"horrible……"
"Is this his reliance on becoming Tianling Qixiu?"
Aware of this terrifying aura, many other foreign leaders such as Guo Xu and Yang Fan changed their faces.
"Hmph, Ouyang Hao used this trick to tear apart a casual cultivator who had a perfect Yin-Yang realm and became famous just now. I don't believe that Lin Yun can stop it!"
The local leader in Tianling City looked cold and showed a look of expectation again.
It seems that Lin Yun was torn to pieces under this shot.
The shocking power was brewing constantly. As the general trend fell, Lin Yun felt an unprecedented pressure.
But his heart, his sword, and his people were not nervous or hurried under this huge pressure.
In his eyes, the innate sword intent was surging. At this moment, the peak and perfect innate sword intent trembled wildly, bursting out waves of sword lights that broke through the sky, moving forward, making all the people tremble.
As the brighter light on his body became, his own light finally emanated in this endless darkness.
In the darkness, there is no only the blood light at the tip of the opponent's spear, which is breathing sharply.
"The power of the Canglong sword is overwhelming the heavens!"
This move can barely make me serious.
Lin Yun's eyes flashed. In an instant, the Zi Yuan Sword Technique, which had already reached its peak, perfectly merged with the Canglong Demon Power. Eleven thunder and lightning dragon pythons wandering around him suddenly burst out with dazzling light and kept squirming.
Condensed into eleven sword lights with unparalleled sharpness.
Above the sword light, ancient dragon patterns were imprinted, and thunder was surging.
The Canglong roared, and the sword intent buzzed, and the ground exploded again. The majestic and domineering Canglong sword power was wrapped in eleven sword lights and burst out with a bang.
At the same time, the blood-colored spear that was about to tear the stars apart burst out with blood, like a vast sea of clouds, a vast ocean of wantonness.
Bang!
Two equally shocking forces are enough to easily kill the complete Yin-Yang realm of terrible killing moves, colliding together in the sky.
The moment of impact, the rumbling sound made the world tremble, except for the mysterious mountain peaks shrouded by sword fog. Low peaks in all directions vaguely cracked into gaps.
Two terrifying momentums intertwined, the true energy was stirred, the strange phenomenon was broken, and the terrifying aftermath swept out.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
At the center of the confrontation, the two people who were facing a desperate recoil force were each subjected to an unparalleled recoil force. With a loud noise that shocked the sky, the two figures flew backwards like meteors.
Puchi!
The two of them collided with a low mountain and stopped just now. In just a moment, the low mountain collapsed and turned into countless gravels and stirred out.
There was silence in all directions, and one by one, looking at the two people falling into the pile of stones, all of which were a little confused.
Bang!
At once
When everyone was shocked, a ray of light rushed out of the pile of gravel.
Ouyang Haoren was in the air, with a ferocious look on his face covered in blood, and his eyes were cold toward the pile of gravel in front of him.
"Little Sword Nu, fighting with me is a dead end!"
"Yeah?"
But as soon as he finished speaking, the peaks of countless rocks piled up suddenly disappeared, and it was an unparalleled force. It cracked the many gravels into ashes, and it disappeared with the wind.
Only a blue figure walked slowly, and he was spotless and transcendent. The purple mist on his body was like a cloud of clouds and the holy light was lingering, and he did not look like he was injured at all.
"you……"
Ouyang Hao was shocked. The opponent was not hurt at all when he fought against his killer move?
Is it strange?
In fact, it is not surprising at all. One has accumulated momentum for a long time, and the other is a little serious. His killer moves are worse than the final tests Lin Yun under the sword formation.
How can Lin Yun be truly injured? Just by relying on the vast true energy of the eleventh level of the Sword Art, he dissolved the remaining power of the other party's killer moves.
"Come down."
Before the other party could react, a fist light like a roar of Canglong hit Ouyang Hao's chest hard.
Puchi!
Another mouthful of blood was spit out, Ouyang Hao landed again, and just as he was about to struggle to get up, Lin Yun stepped on his chest and said coldly: "You are such a waste, so you are so embarrassed to say that you want to kill me?"
Ouyang Hao was in a state of pain and felt his heart as if he was about to explode. What was even more terrifying was that Lin Yun's cold and ruthless mockery made him ridiculously miserable.
"Damn it, let me go."
Ouyang Hao struggled wildly, and it was useless to try to break free.
Lin Yun's eyes were extremely cold. The other party would rather be a dog for Qing Ruoyou than kill him.
He had long been immortal, and his eyes were without any mercy, and a murderous intent surged.
"No, don't kill me."
Seeing the murderous intent in Lin Yun's eyes, Ouyang Hao was panicked and immediately begged for mercy.
"It's too late."
Lin Yun had no expression on his face, but just as he was about to step on his head, five sharp murderous intents suddenly rushed over from behind.
Looking back, it was the late elders of Xiaoyun Sect, with only five people. They were not as strong as Ouyang Hao, and they rushed out of the cave all the way, and their speed was much slower.
call out!
With a flash of figure, Lin Yun avoided it.
He waved his hand gently, opened the sword box behind him, and the petals were flying all over the sky, and he grabbed the Burial Flower Sword.
clang!
The sword body was like a pool of autumn water, sliding past his eyes. Lin Yun took the sword and killed him without thinking.
If someone doesn’t offend me, I won’t offend anyone.
Today, the sword in his hand is about to drink blood and kill people, and he will return it ten times!