Chapter 731: Seven Beauty of Tianling, Not One Left!
Among the shattered moonlight in the sky, Lin Yun was wearing a white dress, his sharpness was like a sword, and he fell heavily on the ring with a flash.
Chen Ziyu and Chu Muyan's faces changed slightly, and under such a sharp edge, they involuntarily took a few steps back.
Their faces seemed a little unnatural, but this was a little different from the script they imagined.
Lin Yun should have suffered a severe injury, with blood stained with white clothes, and was extremely embarrassed to climb onto the ring. But at the moment, there was a little embarrassment at the moment, but the sharp edge was unrestrained, and his eyes could pierce the void.
"not good……"
The old people of the Chen family couldn't help but exclaim.
"Mo panic, this kid is definitely at the end of his strength. The way to wait and see Mr. Ziyu is."
Chen Wangye's eyes flashed and he said softly.
According to his understanding, the purple moon in the Ziyue Cave Heaven is quite strange. There should be a lot of moonlight remaining in Lin Yun's body, which is definitely not as relaxed as it seems on the surface.
In fact, it was indeed as he said, but Lin Yun didn't care at all, and his heart was beating wildly.
The Canglong Seal shines with its heartbeat so strong that it is terrifying. During the leaping, a vast blood and energy are constantly gushing out like a spring. No matter how the strange purple moonlight swallows it, it cannot catch up with the speed of the rebirth of qi and blood.
After hearing Chen Wangye's words, the Chen family felt a little calmer. After all, Chen Ziyu is also a talent for the perfect Yin-Yang realm and also masters the will of the Han Ice Martial Arts.
"Why are you going to do this far? Didn't you say that killing me is like slaughtering a dog? Come and pat me to death!"
Lin Yun's eyes swept and fell on Chen Ziyu, full of provocation.
"I'm afraid you won't?"
Chen Ziyu sneered, and the will of the ice burst out, and a terrifying pressure suddenly became as heavy as abyss.
That coldness would have filled the huge arena with cold frost in just an instant. If it were an ordinary leader, he would be frozen into a popsicle just by standing on the frost flowers, but Lin Yun's sword intent had already reached its peak, with a slight slightest slightest
Not afraid.
clang! clang! clang! clang!
There were countless coldness that wanted to penetrate into Lin Yun's body like silk, but his sword intent was surrounded by sword intent, and the sharp sword intent cut off all the silk without any mercy.
"die!"
Chen Ziyu frowned slightly, and didn't want to bear it anymore. She swelled up all over her true energy and raised her hand and slapped her over.
boom!
This palm was sacrificed, and the wind was roaring all over the sky, and there was a shrill sound of ghosts in the wind. The cold wind was biting, the coldness attacked the heart, and the cold sound entered the soul. His palm seemed ordinary, but in fact his methods were extremely clever. If he underestimated it, he would immediately
die.
Bang!
But when he was about to kill Lin Yun, a sword light lit up, and the burial flower was as fast as lightning, stabbing accurately in his palm.
The sharp sword tip and the sharp sword intent carried the purple Yuan sword power that was like a vast ocean. With one sword, he pierced his palm, and blood overflowed. He screamed in pain and was shaken away.
.
"Three moves defeat me? You can't even catch my sword!"
Blood dripped from the burial flowers, and Lin Yun looked at the other party, indifferent and mocking.
Chen Ziyu's right hand fell softly, and his face turned red and hot and painful. He was furious, damn, I haven't seen him for a few days, how could the strength of this sword slave become so terrible?
"Kill me like slaughtering a dog? I will destroy you like slaughtering grass!"
Lin Yun didn't give him any room to think, and activated the eleventh level Zi Yuan sword technique to the extreme, lifted the sword and killed him.
The sword of the world is breaking through the sun!
A brilliant light suddenly rose from Lin Yun's body, and an unrivaled sword force soared into the sky. He slashed out with a sword, and the burial flowers in his hand slashed out a fiery red sun.
boom!
What a stunning sword this is. The vast sword momentum evolved into a terrifying fireball. It was a fiery red sun. The morning sun evolved from the sword intent rendered the sky bright red. It was the magnificent morning glow, and it was the young man's heart forever
Unextinguished blood.
"No, no, no!"
The Chen family members who were waiting for Chen Ziyu to show their might were completely stunned. They could see at a glance that Chen Ziyu could never stop this sword.
Even if they faced this sword, they would definitely not be able to stop it, let alone Chen Ziyu, who was ruined by Lin Yun.
With despair roars, the morning sun was smashed by the burial flowers, Chen Ziyu's face changed drastically, and various means were constantly used.
Bang!
But it was useless. When the sun set, Chen Ziyu was smashed into meat paste in just one moment and fryed it into countless pieces of meat.
It was like a Xuanyin bell hitting the blood dragon horse, with eyes for eyes and teeth for teeth.
One sword, one sword killed Chen Ziyu, and the whole world was silent and everything was silent.
Everyone opened their mouths wide and looked at this scene incredible. The swordsman in white was a little scary.
"You can leave?"
In such silence, Lin Yun, who was facing away from Chu Muyan, suddenly spoke.
Chu Muyan was quite cunning. When he saw Lin Yun attacking Chen Ziyu, he immediately stepped aside. When he saw Lin Yun’s sacrifice, he immediately realized that Chen Ziyu was dead and even the gods could not save him.
He had no idea of avenging the other party, so he jumped away and jumped off the ring.
In order to save his life, he was too lazy to even ask for the chance to join Ziyue Cave Heaven.
But who knew that Lin Yun discovered it as soon as he landed.
The back on the ring is facing him
Lin Yun turned around slowly, looked at him coldly, and said in a deep voice: "You stepped on the bones of the Blood Dragon Horse into ashes piece by piece. Did you, who crushed his bones and raised them to ashes?"
That gaze, accompanied by murderous intent, was extremely fierce and almost penetrated the void.
Chu Muyan's heart tightened, and he felt a little helpless, wishing he could shave himself. This was what he bragged about, no one cared about the blood dragon horse's corpse, but Lin Yun took it seriously at the moment.
But in a flash, Chu Muyan smiled on his face. He jumped off the ring and was afraid that he would do what he would do. He immediately shouted, "Where is the strong man of Xiaoyun Sect?"
"exist!"
Suddenly, many elders and disciples of Xiaoyun Sect responded loudly at the same time.
"Everyone obeyed the orders and avenged Junior Brother Ouyang and killed this sword slave."
Hearing the responses, Chu Muyan felt relieved. He gave the order first, then looked at Lin Yun and sneered: "So what if that beast was crushed by me? You sword slave, can you still be able to do it.
I can't slap my palm to death!"
The power of Qiongqi!
In the mysterious space in Lin Yun's purple mansion, the ancient evil soul roared, and the power of the sky in his body burned instantly.
Qiongqi's power turned into flames, burning all the sixteen ferocious dragon patterns. His muscles squirmed, and his whole body was filled with vast power as vast as a river.
Bang!
Endless blood and energy burst out on Lin Yun. Lin Yun stepped on the ring and fell from the sky, slapped it down with his palm.
Too fast!
With all his strength, Lin Yun, who stepped on the ring, was so fast that he could hardly even capture the naked eye.
When he appeared again, he was already above Chu Muyan's head, with raging flames all over his body, as bright as a pillar, and his ancient evil power was blessed on Lin Yun like an abyss.
Puchi!
Chu Muyan couldn't even raise his head, so he fell hard on his head. From head to toe, bones and flesh would explode every inch. In everyone's horror, Chu Muyan's body was like
The springs usually shrink.
When the palm was completely slapped on the ground, blood splattered, bones were crushed and ashes were raised, and there was no such person in the world.
"Who said I can't kill you with one slap?"
Lin Yun spoke slowly, and the fire on his body gradually faded away, but the sharpness lingered. His handsome face was as pale as a demon, his head was covered with black hair, dancing like a waterfall. His eyes were as dark as ink
, and as deep as an abyss, a little bit of a strange purple mark on his eyebrows became more and more eye-catching.
Is that the symbol of the sword slave?
I am afraid that no one dares to say this again. It was a pen of an immortal, with thousands of miles of mountains and rivers like ink. With one finger, the beautiful scenery and beauty condensed into a point and landed between the eyebrows.
He is Lin Yun, the Lingxiao Jian Pavilion of the Great Qin Dynasty, and the Burial Flower Prince Lin Yun!