The vast Feiyun Palace quickly cleared up a large space.
Countless eyes fell on Lin Yun, and many disciples of the Fuyun Sword Sect quietly changed their views on him.
Whether it's Kunlun, Xuanhuang, or the cruel and bloody road to heaven.
A strong person will receive due respect anywhere, and Lin Yun's strength has obviously been partially recognized.
Although this man has a very unpleasant temper, and can make people vomit blood with just a few words, he even accepted the challenge from Senior Brother Feng Zhang. Such courage is somewhat like the character of a swordsman, but it was Senior Brother Feng Zhang who made them look a little sad.
Embarrassing.
Xingjun just wanted to take action against Tianpo. If the master hadn't spoken, he might have directly accepted the spot in the Holy Sword Mountain.
He used the word "shameless" to the fullest, and anyone with any sense of integrity would never accept being ridiculed and ridiculed like that by Lin Yun.
Lin Yun's courage is admirable, but courage is courage, and this confrontation is still unfair.
"Junior brother Lin, we have agreed. I will limit my cultivation to the Tianpo realm. If you can survive ten moves, I will lose. If you can't survive ten moves, you will force me to use Xingjun's cultivation. Naturally,
Let me lose. The winner will get a place in the Holy Sword Mountain. If you accept the bet and admit defeat, you should be convinced." Feng Zhang said to Lin Yun with a smile.
Lin Yun said calmly: "If I lose, I will naturally be convinced."
A cold light flashed in Feng Zhang's eyes, but with a smile still on his face, he muttered: "To show fairness and prevent others from saying that I bully you, I will not use the Holy Spirit martial arts."
"You can actually use it, I don't care."
Lin Yun smiled, but Jean was still arrogant.
court death!
Feng Zhang sneered in his heart, it would be great to be able to perform three moves in my hands. How dare you be so showy? I'll see how you die later.
He sneered in his heart, but still had a warm smile on his face. He looked at Master Fuyun and said, "Master, please speak!"
He asked the headmaster to speak because he wanted to seal the bet. As long as the headmaster spoke, no one would dare to question his fairness in obtaining the place in Holy Sword Mountain.
Many inner disciples looked very unhappy, but the direct disciples were okay, at least the spot in Holy Sword Mountain did not fall into the hands of an outsider.
It would be really uncomfortable if Lin Yun got the spot in Holy Sword Mountain.
"After this battle, things will end here." The gray-haired Master Fuyun said calmly. His eyes were cold and arrogant, and his body was filled with a terrifying aura that people could not fathom.
The words were like thunder, hitting everyone's hearts hard.
Regardless of the outcome of this battle, the quota for Holy Sword Mountain will definitely be decided.
The direct disciples on the stage were a little jealous when they saw Feng Zhang's high-spirited appearance.
"Junior brother Yun, can you survive this?" Wang Yuruo whispered.
"Absolutely impossible!"
Ye Ziling, who is tall and has a face like snow, said lightly, her temperament is very similar to that of Master Fuyun. There is always a touch of coldness, arrogance and stubbornness in the depths of her eyes. In fact, she is also qualified to be like this. Among the disciples of Fuyun Sword Sect, she is the only one.
The two of them mastered the Heaven-Sword Intent.
Ye Ziling is one of them.
"Junior Brother Lin, I'm offended!"
In the Feiyun Palace, Feng Zhang's lips curled up into a smile, and as his words fell, a powerful aura bloomed from him.
In the blink of an eye, this aura has climbed to the peak of the seventh level of Tianpo Realm, Great Perfection. Xingjun is terrifying. He is also at the Great Perfection of Tiansoul. His aura is much stronger than that of Wu Kun. You can feel it at a glance.
There are differences.
So strong!
Many inner disciples were greatly shocked. The name of a direct disciple is indeed well-deserved.
Click!
But no one expected that before it was over, the star demon flowers bloomed one after another in Feng Zhang's body. His body suddenly glowed with light, and there were many shadows of flowers. The aura that had already reached the seventh level of Tianpo realm was broken.
The shackles continued to advance rapidly.
Boom!
Between heaven and earth, strong winds blew, and lightning tore through the void.
At this moment, Feng Zhang's momentum reached a terrifying level comparable to that of Xing Jun. The people watching were dumbfounded and shocked. His cultivation level was still at the level of Tianpo Dzogchen, but with the blessing of the Star Demon Flower, it reached a level that made people
An unimaginable situation.
This is terrible!
The direct disciples on the stage were sneering, and they were not surprised by this.
After all, Feng Zhang represents the face of his direct disciples. It would be strange for them if he couldn't deal with even Lin Yun.
"Hehe, I'm sorry, little guy, Feng is not talented and planted ten Star Demon Flowers in the Qi Sea in the Heavenly Soul Realm. This is indeed unfair to you, but there is never absolute fairness in this world.
, I, Feng Zhang, will decide the quota for Holy Sword Mountain!"
Seeing the astonished looks from all around, Feng Zhang showed a proud look on his face, showing off his sharp edge and being extremely arrogant.
Even Lin Yun's title was changed to "little guy" and he directly treated himself as an elder in front of him, showing his arrogant nature.
Feng Zhang thought very clearly that not only did he want to win, but he also wanted to win beautifully. The other party jumped very high just now and was so arrogant, which had long made him feel unhappy.
No one dares to laugh at Fuyun Sword Sect?
that is
I have never seen my style, Feng Zhang!
A cold light bloomed in Feng Zhang's eyes. He raised his hand and a sword flashed, and a high-grade Taoist weapon fell into his hand.
The moment the sword was in his hand, Feng Zhang's powerful momentum immediately transformed into boundless sword power.
That sharpness had become many times sharper. He let out a ferocious smile and swung his sword to kill him.
"The first sword, the wind moves the sky!"
The sword light flashed, like a strong wind tearing apart the clouds nine days away. His sword pulled out countless electric lights that shone above Feiyun Palace.
Popular swordsmanship!
The disciples immediately recognized it. This was the Fuyun Sword Sect's emperor-level creation sword technique. Only direct disciples were qualified to practice it.
Seeing such a strange phenomenon, one can tell at a glance that this Fengxing Sword Technique has been cultivated to a great level by Feng Zhang.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
The sound of the trembling sword in Feng Zhang's hand was like the roar of a strong wind. This sword was indeed quite successful.
A strange color flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, and he seemed to underestimate the Fuyun Sword Sect's background. Just from this sword, he could tell that the sword technique used by the opponent was very powerful.
However, that's all.
Among the direct disciples, no one can suppress him in the realm of Tianso, and Ye Ziling is the only one who has a chance to do so.
Feng Zhang?
Absolutely impossible!
Seeing that Lin Yun was about to be annihilated by the sword light, the strong wind was about to tear him apart, and the lightning was about to blow him into pieces, he moved.
Golden light surged, Lin Yun dodged in an ordinary way, and then punched out.
Bang!
The extremely violent vision was like a shattered glacier, with cracks spreading continuously and collapsing into nothingness in the blink of an eye.
Broken?
Is it that simple?
Everyone was shocked. They had thought that Lin Yun could not be defeated with one move, but they never expected that Lin Yun would break the sword Wind Moves the Sky so easily. He didn't even draw his sword.
"What a strong swordsmanship!"
Many elders on the high platform were all shocked and their eyes lit up.
They could naturally see that Lin Yun relied on his strong swordsmanship to find the biggest flaw in the sword that moved the sky in an instant. It seemed ordinary, but in fact, his swordsmanship and his own eyesight were very important.
, there are extremely terrifying requirements for the movement techniques learned and the proper control of strength.
If he makes even the slightest mistake, given Lin Yun's level, he will die directly from this sword.
Such extremely powerful self-confidence makes people feel chills running down their backs.
"It seems... nothing more than that."
Lin Yun raised his brows slightly and smiled at Feng Zhang, who had retreated after his sword was broken. This smile was like strolling in a garden, watching flowers and rain, relaxed, casual and free.
But when it fell into Feng Zhang's eyes, it was extremely dazzling, and he said coldly: "I wonder when you can laugh!"
"Act vigorously and resolutely!"
Another sword was struck, the light bloomed, and the sky thunder roared in the clouds like ghost beasts. The endless electric light illuminated Feng Zhang's face, which was uncertain and ferocious.
By the time the sword fell, the roaring sound of thunder from the sky had already made people's souls tremble, making them extremely frightened.
Lin Yun smiled slightly, activated the Nine Transformations of the Golden Crow, and bursts of golden light flashed again. The moment the afterimages overlapped in the void, the sound of dragon roars erupted from his five fingers.
boom!
The sound instantly drowned out the thunder. He calmly opened his clenched right hand, pointed it as a sword, and slashed randomly in the void.
Click!
Feng Zhang's vision of the sword's evolution fell apart under this stroke.
“Ride the wind and waves!”
Feng Zhang's face became more and more gloomy. He did not retreat. He raised his hand in the air and stabbed out with his sword.
Click! Click! Click!
The void was like countless layers of water curtains, which were constantly pierced by his sword. Every time a water curtain was pierced, the will of the wind condensed by the sword in his hand doubled.
By the time he reached Lin Yun, seven layers of water curtains had been broken open, and the scattered water curtains emitted fluorescence in the air, gorgeous and soft.
But this sword pierced Lin Yun's forehead, cruel and cruel.
Immediately there were exclamations in the room. The little girl Yuruo even covered her mouth nervously, her face turned pale with fright. Ye Ziling frowned slightly, and a cold look flashed in his eyes. This Feng Zhang had gone too far.
This is killing Lin Yun!
The other relatives on the stage also had their eyes flashing in surprise.
But in the end, he didn't say anything. Lin Yun was too showy. Even if he did die under Feng Zhang's sword, he would still be to blame.
Lin Yun's two consecutive blows seemed like two slaps to Feng Zhang, and he couldn't bear it at all.
If you want to die, I will make it happen for you, and let’s see how you break it!
He immediately had murderous intentions. This sword cut through the wind and waves. It was so ferocious that it made people stunned, and their hearts almost jumped out of their chests.
"Well done!"
But no one expected that Lin Yun's fair and jade-like face showed no trace of fear. His long eyebrows were slightly raised, and a smile bloomed at the corners of his eyes. That handsome and handsome man
Lang's face was so beautiful at this moment that it gave people the illusion that the so-called elegance and elegance, a jade tree facing the wind, seemed to be nothing more than that.
He clasped his hands together, and the majestic sword intention turned into a huge wave, rising up into the sky and soaring into the sky.
A strange moment happened. The sword, which was obviously faster than lightning, became extremely slow in front of Lin Yun at the moment when the wave surged into the sky.
The sword that was so brutal just now became extremely gentle.
As if in slow motion, Lin Yun slowly turned sideways, and the fatal sword just happened to pass by his face.
His long hair flew up in the wind. With a smile on his face, Lin Yun stretched out his hand and flicked the tip of the sword.
when!
The sonorous sound sounded like the cry of the phoenix, and the curtain of water accumulated on the sword bloomed like mist, and the droplets of water overflowed with fluorescence.
The sword bent and twisted, and the majestic force washed away along the sword body. Feng Zhang's right hand holding the sword immediately had traces of blood blooming out. The look in his eyes was extremely shocked, and he did not expect this fatal sword. , was actually broken by Lin Yun again.
I'm going!
The direct disciples on the stage all exclaimed, and the elders even opened their mouths in great astonishment.
How is this possible?
This sword broke so beautifully. If the first two swords were just flaws found in technique, this sword directly crushed them in terms of artistic conception.
Do you want to ride the waves?
Okay, then I will make the wave as high as the sky and see how you break it!!
It can be clearly found that Lin Yun is not good at the artistic conception of water, and the big wave is quite rough. But without skill, Lin Yun directly wins with force, and the majestic sword intention forcibly creates a huge wave that reaches the sky.
How unbelievable is this level of swordsmanship?
The inner sect and the registered disciples couldn't see how mysterious Lin Yun's flick was. Deep in their hearts, there was a huge wave of shock, which was beyond description. This was too cool.
Lin Yun broke through three swords in a row and slapped Feng Zhang three times on the face, each one louder than the last.
Feng Zhang's face turned red as he exerted all his strength, and then he struck out. Each sword was more fierce and terrifying than the last.
The popular swordsmanship of the Fuyun Sword Sect bloomed with terrifying power in his hands, and the sky and the earth turned pale, and the situation changed.
But Lin Yun never drew his sword from the beginning to the end. He just strolled around in the boundless sword force, watching the flowers and the moon. His mediocre body skills, mediocre appearance, and mediocre boxing skills, what a surprise. The sword breaks with one sword, come again, break again!
The slap in the face was ruthless, the attack was too harsh!
Feng Zhang was so angry that he almost vomited blood. The last few sword strikes looked like crazy, and his facial features were crazily distorted.
Too bad!
Many direct disciples were horrified and their cheeks were twitching. This Lin Yun is really a beast. How could he go so far? How could he go so far? Senior Brother Feng Zhang, are their direct disciples so shameless?
Not a single sword fell completely, it was all broken!
Bang!
Shocking thunder fell, and the clouds dispersed from the sky!
Lin Yun struck again, directly breaking the opponent's last sword. After he landed, the long hair hanging down on his right side rose in the wind. His flawless side face, reflected by the morning sun, shook many inner doors. He was dazzled by his name.
A group of people trembled in their hearts, this guy is really handsome!
"Senior Brother Feng, ten moves have passed."
Lin Yun raised his eyes and smiled at the other party.
"So what?"
Feng Zhang's face turned green and red, he gritted his teeth and held on, as if he didn't want to admit defeat.
Lin Yun's slanted eyes showed a smile, and he chuckled softly: "It's not that good. I have a finger, and I would like to ask my senior brother for advice."
As the voice fell softly, the twenty-four star demon flowers in his body lit up one by one, the Purple Kite Sword Technique activated, and his mind moved slightly and he stretched out his right hand.
Buzz!
The purple kite flower in Zifu immediately started to rotate, and the knowledge contained in the petals burst into light, carrying the majestic sword intention and rushed into Lin Yun's arm. Immediately, the middle finger was poured from the arm, and Lin Yun pressed the tip of the middle finger. My thumb immediately felt extremely powerful pressure.
At the same time, an extremely majestic purple kite flower bloomed behind Lin Yun. After countless petals flew out, it instantly transformed into a sea of flowers behind him.
One leaf, one bodhi, one flower, one world!
The flowers bloom in three levels, and the sea of flowers also has three levels. There are three worlds, and there are three seas of flowers.
The brilliance on Lin Yun's fingertips was as bright as the bright moon. It was unimaginable what kind of terrifying power it would create when this finger popped out.
The momentum has been gathered up to this point, like a full bow gathering strength, but there is only one shot missing!
Everyone in Feiyun Palace was stunned by this scene. Under the three-layer sea of flowers, Lin Yun stood in a green shirt, with long hair blooming with a faint light. The twenty-four star magic flowers seemed to be two stars in the vast galaxy.
Fourteen bright stars, he is not a star king, but there seems to be endless starlight blooming on him.
That rich and handsome face, under such a sea of flowers and under such starlight, brought a shock to everyone that cannot be described in words.
Everyone, regardless of gender, thought of the same sentence in their minds at this moment.
The stranger is like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world!
[I’m just going to ask, I’m just going to say it again, is Lin Yun handsome?]
