The moment when Nangong Wanyu showed all the true power of the Ice Sword Intent, the wild and majestic pressure made the whole sky dim in an instant.
His ice sword intent has at least reached the level of great success, and it is even possible to be perfect.
Lin Yun made a guess in his heart, but he did not master other martial arts wills, so he could only have a rough guess about this.
But no matter from any perspective, Nangong Wanyu is much stronger than Li Mubai, and the sword intent of the two is not on the same level.
Without giving Lin Yun any chance to breathe, Nangong Wanyu soared into the air and raised his hand and stirred up the vast sea of clouds with a sword. The cold sword was as majestic as a mountain and majestic.
Have you finally shown your trump card?
"In the name of the sword, I will make the flowers bloom!"
Lin Yun's face was not turbulent. The yin and yang millstone in the purple palace, which was as irritable as a hundred thousand mountains, slowly turned, and the purple jelly flowers placed in the center of the millet suddenly opened. Behind him, the majestic and rough purple jelly flowers bloomed, the sword force on his body rose, and the Zi Yuan sword technique at the peak of the eleventh level burst out wildly.
As he raised his eyes, the flowers buried in his hand were like dreams, and Lin Yun stabbed him out with a sword.
Bang!
The vast sword light, as majestic as an iceberg, fell from the sky and hit the wound of the Burial Flower Sword. Under the heavy blow, the entire Shenglong Platform was shaking violently, and cracks under Lin Yun's feet exploded, spreading wildly.
Countless gravels rose into the sky as the dust flew, and the spiritual arrays contained in Shenglong Taichung all burst into various gorgeous brilliances in the astonishing collision.
Kick!
The barrier of Shenglongtai was activated, and ripples appeared on the light blue film, with cracks faintly appearing.
Such an amazing scene made everyone gasp.
When Nangong Wanyu increased the intent of the Ice Sword to rival the pressure of Tianpo, everyone had already expected that his casual attack would be extremely terrifying. But no one expected that when he really took action, he would be so powerful that it would be a bit too powerful.
But what is even more surprising is that Lin Yun, who has the peak of perfect sword intent, actually blocked the attack.
The majestic purple pot flower behind him made people's eyes look strange and curious about what kind of martial arts Lin Yun had practiced.
Although he looked a little embarrassed and was directly chopped away by this sword, he was blocked in the end.
However, when everyone fell on Lin Yun through the flying dust, they couldn't help but exclaimed.
A lot of cold wounds appeared on Lin Yun's body, and blood penetrated out, and the long gown in blue was dyed blood red at this moment.
"This sword is still a bit difficult to connect, and the gap is very obvious."
"Nangong Wanyu's sword intent has long reached its innate perfection, similar to him or even stronger. After fusing with the will of the ice, it is no longer as simple as adding up."
"The sword intent has obvious advantages, and the cultivation level is also quite different. If it weren't for the strange skills he practiced, the sword just now had actually ended."
"If it were another warrior, it wouldn't be like this if he had the sword intent on his side. It would be really uncomfortable to face Nangong Wanyu."
"When the swordsman's sword intent was suppressed, there was no suspense."
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Everyone in the Great Qin Empire, Mei Guardian, Feng Ye and others, had a look of worry flashed in their eyes.
The advantage of sword intent is no longer there, and the gap in cultivation is also instantly amplified. This battle is really hard to say.
"I was shocked, I thought this kid could really go against the will of heaven."
Yan Longzi in Tian Yao Pavilion breathed a sigh of relief, his mouth slightly raised, and his face showed a familiar disdainful look on his face.
He was shocked by Lin Yun's killing of Li Mubai before. Seeing this scene, he immediately sneered: "This is a little bit of strength, and I want to challenge the seed player, and I'm on par with us. I think it's so beautiful."
As soon as he finished speaking, all the disciples of Tian Yao Pavilion looked at Yan Longzi with a strange expression.
It's really that Yan Longzi's mouth is too poisonous. Every time he says Lin Yun wants to lose, he slapped his opponent in the face. Lin Yun defeated his opponent in a different way.
Originally, they all felt that Lin Yun was almost defeated in this battle, after all, the gap was right in front of them.
But after Yan Longzi finished speaking, they were worried. Lin Yun might have a chance to turn the tables.
Yan Longzi saw the strange gaze that came from Sifang, and his anger gradually rose, and he said coldly: "What do you think? If this kid can slap me in the face again, I will slap myself ten times!"
The others immediately stopped talking and dared not speak.
On the broken Shenglong platform.
"Your sword technique is even stronger than the skills of the town sect in my Beixue Mountain Villa."
Nangong Wanyu slowly fell down, looked at Lin Yun who was slightly embarrassed in the distance, and said softly. Even a real Tianpo strong man dared not take the lead.
But Lin Yun kept taking it and was only slightly injured, which was quite impressive.
"The ice sword intent is indeed great."
Lin Yun looked at the injuries on his body and looked cold. He had not suffered such serious injuries until now, nor had he suffered such a big loss. The seed quota was indeed not easy to get.
Both sides used one move, but neither used martial arts, and the gap was quite obvious.
It feels really uncomfortable to be suppressed without sacrificing the spiritual sword intent.
"But with this little trick, if you want to see my real trump card, it's still a little worse. The sword intent does not depend on how much you have, but on how you use it."
Seeing that the ice sword on the other party became more and more terrifying, Lin Yun's expression was still surprisingly calm, but the sword intent in his eyes was still as hot as flames.
"Is that true? Then please give me some advice!"
A cold flashed in Nangong Wanyu's eyes. He shouted coldly, and the sword light flashed, and the cold light was like lightning, constantly bombarding out.
The sword force like a sea of clouds was swept, and with the harsh sound of the sword light breaking through the air, the sword in Nangong Wanyu's hand became more dazzling. The echoing sound of the sword force rumbled endlessly, like thousands of troops making huge waves roaring and thundering in the mountains.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The sword light that exploded like thunder roared and burst in the cold wind, and cracks appeared on the outline of the majestic purple flora behind Lin Yun.
Many top 100 leaders have slightly changed their expressions, and the situation seems to be almost one-sided.
But only Nangong Wanyu on Shenglong Platform gradually felt a little irritable in her heart. Lin Yun's sword stood like mountains and rivers, like huge waves soaring into the sky, and was boundless. He urged the sharpness of the sword to the limit and showed it to an amazing level.
Even though he had a great advantage, the opponent's sword intent was always lingering, and the sharpness of the domineering sword made him dare not be too presumptuous.
Once he is accidentally counterattacked by the opponent, the killing move of the Domineering Sword falls on him. He does not have Lin Yun's strong body, so he really dare not say much about the consequences.
The opponent's sword intent is immortal and there is a possibility of reversing the situation at any time.
"Never end."
With a great advantage, but he was unable to defeat Lin Yun, Nangong Wanyu could not bear it after all.
Wow!
Suddenly, heavy snow fell from the sky. As the snow flew, Nangong Wanyu's boundless sword momentum evolved into a huge snow sculpture with silver wings on its back.
The silver-winged snow sculpture had a cold and cold light in its eyes, which seemed extremely violent, and its huge body was nearly one-third of the Shenglongtai. As his sword fell, a sharp chirping sounded, and the silver-winged snow sculpture swooped over.
"Oops."
Nangong Wanyu suddenly used a killer move, causing the faces of the people in the Qin Empire to change drastically, and he was really caught off guard.
Rumble!
As the silver-winged snow sculptures flapped their wings, a large area of silver light fell on the lake, and a boundless silver light appeared, and the scene was extremely shocking.
"Good come!"
Lin Yun's pupils shrank suddenly, his body was full of true energy, and the burial flowers in his hand were shining like a moon. A magnificent moonlight split into nine, and it evolved into nine blood-colored bright moons, hanging high in the sky.
Domineering sword, blood conquers mountains and rivers!
The fifth style of the Sword that had never been shown to anyone was first put out. The nine blood-colored moon burned and burst out with a bang. There was boundless moonlight covering the sky and landing, and thousands of miles of mountains and rivers did not fall in an inch.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Nine blood moons rushed to the sky, colliding with the huge silver-winged snow sculpture. In an instant, a continuous burst of explosions echoed in the world.
Under the impact of the already broken Shenglong Platform, one terrible deep pit after another was blowing out, and the aftermath was stirred up. Two figures were entangled in the flying stones splashing all over the sky, and the flying snow and the burial flowers collided again to create countless Mars.
The true energy was turbulent, and the violent sword wind swept out one after another.
In such a terrifying scene, many people narrowed their eyes slightly and tried hard to capture the two people in the fight, and were extremely shocked in their hearts.
Too scary!
The confrontation between Feixue and Burial Flower is so powerful that it is terrifying. It is hard to imagine that such a terrifying power is exerted by two people who have not yet entered the heavenly spirit.
boom!
As the lake water stormed, another loud thunder sounded like thunder on the Shenglong Platform, and the two figures separated like lightning.
Countless eyes fell on the two of them, and they didn't dare to breathe.
"Brother Lin is indeed surprising. I really didn't expect that it would be so difficult to win in such a situation. However... I will never give up such a quota!"
Nangong Wanyu's beautiful expression was solemn, and a cold sharpness burst out from her eyes.
"But the sword in Lin's hand doesn't want to agree to you!"
Lin Yun raised his eyebrows lightly, and a smile appeared on his slightly pale face. It has to be said that the battle was quite happy and he did not use the spiritual sword intent, which made him feel great pressure, but this pressure made him feel refreshed and his blood boiled.
The desire to fight was burning in his eyes, and the burial flowers in his hands kept ringing.