The scene on the Fengyun Platform was completely beyond Half-Saint Shi Feng's expectations.
When he thought about it, even a Qingyuan realm semi-saint was enough to crush Ye Qingtian, who had attained Seven-Yuan Nirvana.
Once you are promoted to a semi-saint, you have entered the holy path and become a saint from now on.
Because the Holy Qi is so strong, even if one does not master the rules of the Holy Path, the Holy Qi alone can kill Nirvana monsters at will.
For the talented leaders, killing enemies across realms is a common occurrence along the way.
The opponent has a realm advantage, but these geniuses have advantages in techniques, talents, roots, and inheritance.
Especially when you encounter casual cultivators or monks from unknown sects, it should not be too easy to kill them.
But at this level of the holy path, it seems extremely difficult.
Even if he is a half-saint of the Qingyuan Realm with no foundation and a top ten evildoer on the list of human kings, it is impossible to kill him.
On the other hand, it would be relatively easy for the opponent to kill them.
Jin Xuanyi is on the list of human kings and is so famous that he can be called a legend because there are rumors that he has killed a Qingyuan realm semi-saint.
Therefore, when Semi-Saint Shi Feng saw the appearance of the Semi-Saint in black, he was instantly frightened and ran away.
He was afraid that Ye Qingtian would be killed within ten moves and he would not even have a chance to save him.
But the scene in front of him made him stunned and completely dumbfounded.
On the stage.
Lin Yun held the funeral flower in his hand and used the Firefly Divine Sword calmly and leisurely. He used this swordsmanship to the pinnacle.
Those who saw it were dazzled and dumbfounded.
He seemed to have fought against the semi-saints a long time ago, and he never fought head-on with the opponent, never giving the holy energy a chance to invade him.
Relying on his superb swordsmanship, he fought and retreated on the wind and cloud platform, drawing circles one after another.
The sword light began to bloom from the light of fireflies, then turned into the wave of dawn, turned into the red of the setting sun, and finally the Hao Yue united and the swords became one again, turning into fireflies again.
The black-clothed half-saint's holy energy was extremely powerful, and cracks had already appeared on the Fengyun Platform, but he just couldn't touch Lin Yun.
The circle drawn by the Firefly Divine Sword, while rotating, continuously squeezes out the vast amount of holy energy.
Like four ounces of heavy lifting, the agitated holy energy fell and created countless strange phenomena on the Wind and Cloud Platform.
The black-clothed half-saint wanted to use force to overcome skill and condense the holy energy in his palm, hoping to use this to shatter Lin Yun's sword power.
But in the center of the circles on the stage, there is a little firefly blooming. Although the flames are weak, they are connected to each other, as if they are alive and indelible.
While the fireflies were blooming, they blocked the erosion of the holy energy.
Not only did the half-saint in black fail to break the power of his sword, but Lin Yun seized the opportunity and bullied him forward to switch from defense to offense.
He soared up and down, the afterimages changing, and the sharp sword light left several hideous scars on the black-clothed half-saint's body.
There was blood on the Fengyuntai, but this blood was not Lin Yun's, but the blood of a semi-saint.
This was a scene that no one expected. No matter the leaders of the six holy places in the martial arts arena or the masters of the Human King Ranking who were hiding in the dark, they were all dumbfounded.
"How is this possible..."
Qu Duan looked almost lost and looked extremely decadent. He said: "I have only been in seclusion for two years. The world is changing too fast. Is this a swordsmanship genius that is rare to see in five hundred years?"
Li Yanxian on the side swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva and said weakly: "I'm afraid it will take about five hundred years. It's too difficult, it's really too difficult, it's unbelievable."
"Since Jian Jingtian, Donghuang has produced another thousand-year-old genius. It's a pity..."
"What's a pity?" Qu Duan asked.
Li Yanxian looked bitter, what else could it be, but it’s a pity it’s not me!
Eighteen years ago, the sound of swords shocked the world and overwhelmed the six holy places. One person and one sword made all the leaders of the holy places unable to lift their heads.
Even the Shenlong Empire spread his name, but it was a pity that he passed away like a meteor.
Since then, Donghuang Kendo has fallen into an era where thousands of horses are studying together. There are many outstanding people among the younger generations, but no one dares to call them geniuses.
Li Yanxian was one of the top ten sword cultivators on the Human King List. He could see very clearly that Lin Yun relied on his swordsmanship to forcibly suppress the black-clothed Half-Saint.
As the saying goes, one force can defeat ten!
But conversely, skill can also defeat strength. As long as your skills are at their peak, everything is relative.
He, Li Yanxian, also knows how to use the Firefly Divine Sword, and he can barely achieve success even in the Return of Ten Thousand Swords.
But the same sword technique in Lin Yun's hands was more than ten times stronger than his.
Too exaggerated!
This is the real firefly divine sword, right? Just as the sword ancestor said back then, the light of fireflies can compete with the bright moon.
On the stage today, who dares to say that the Seven-Yuan Nirvana cannot compete with the Half-Saint?
This is the style of our sword cultivator. Although Li Yanxian cannot appear on the stage, he yearns for it.
"Junior brother, step back first."
Jiu Yang, who was entangled with Half Saint Shi Feng, looked extremely ugly when he saw this.
He found something that was not quite right, and the junior brother's mood was completely confused. If this continues, he may fall into a very dangerous situation.
Without thinking much, he immediately started shouting.
"It's just a stick, I'll just kill it! The sun and the moon are in the sky!"
The half-saint in black was so angry that he didn't listen at all. He suddenly retreated hundreds of meters and used Mingzong's killing move with his hands.
boom!
The sun and moon turned into an ancient bright character in the sky, falling from the sky and covering the entire Fengyun Tower.
"Go to hell!"
The half-saint in black was furious, his face twisted, and he raised his hand to control "Sun and Moon" to directly suppress it.
Lin Yun looked up and knew that this palm could not be avoided.
He had "trained" with the Blood Crow Ancestor many times in the Valley of Ten Thousand Tombs, and he knew how to deal with the holy energy and how to avoid it.
I have also been tortured by holy energy, suffered losses, and suffered setbacks.
But now, he wants to try it!
Buzz!
Zhan Hua's entire sword trembled crazily, and the sword glow burst out with an extremely tyrannical fighting spirit.
"The funeral flowers know what I want."
Lin Yun smiled, what more could I ask for if I could have this sword as my companion in life.
He thought of what Tianxuan Sword Master said when he was learning swordsmanship at Orchid Academy, couldn't the Yaoguang lineage just admit defeat once?
He stood there without moving, looking at the ancient clear characters pressed down above his head, he seemed extremely calm.
Lin Yun's smile faded. He didn't reply at that time, but he already had the answer in his heart.
The Yaoguang lineage will never admit defeat!
Lin Yun took a deep breath and took a step forward from where he was.
Whoosh!
When he took this step, twelve afterimages burst out from his body, each with a sword.
The afterimage lingers, and from a distance it looks like the firefly has stepped out of its short life.
From the light of fireflies, to the snow of the Tianshan Mountains, to the color of silver, to the silver glow of the bright moon...
Many afterimages surround it, forming a circle.
Lin Yun took another step and returned to the starting point. The afterimages overlapped and all kinds of strange phenomena turned into the light of fireflies again, and he stabbed out with the sword.
Wow!
The light of other fireflies floating on the wind and cloud platform reflected countless figures of Lin Yun, and then the fireflies continued to escape into his body.
When the sword actually stabbed out, the entire Fengyun Tower began to tremble. With one sword shot out, all the magic became empty, and all the swords returned to one.
Bang!
The tip of the sword pierced the weakest point of the ancient clear characters, the terrifyingly powerful ancient clear characters, like a punctured balloon.
The holy energy continued to dissipate, and the pressure decreased crazily, and then disappeared.
Rub rub rub rub!
Blood stains spilled from the corners of Lin Yun's mouth, and he was knocked back a hundred meters by the sword, but his face was full of excitement.
Success!
He used ten thousand swords to unite and blocked the half-saint's blow from the front. How satisfying it was.
If Tianxuan Sword Master saw this scene, I'm afraid he would be very happy.
"How is this possible?"
The half-saint in black was extremely shocked and looked at Lin Yun in disbelief.
"I don't believe that I can't kill you!"
There was a look of madness in the semi-saint's eyes. He made a desperate move, and the green holy energy surged crazily in his body.
boom!
Then he pushed it out with both hands, and the vast amount of life condensed into a blue energy ball, like a volcano about to explode.
There was a sudden silence in the martial arts arena. Everyone took a breath and their expressions changed drastically.
This half-saint in black has made a desperate move!
It would be an exaggeration to say that a seven-dimensional nirvana could push a semi-saint to this point.
The black-clothed half-saint's move can be said to be completely unorganized. There are flaws all over his body. He is just reckless!
He ran wildly on the wind and cloud platform, his half-saint power blooming, and he kept approaching Lin Yun.
Everyone present looked extremely nervous. This was so shameless.
Lin Yun couldn't break the move at all. There was no other way except jumping off the Fengyun Tower and being forced to abstain.
"No, he still has a sword."
Li Yanxian murmured.
Not only him, many people thought of that sword, but at such a critical moment of life and death, would Lin Yun still dare to draw the sword?
This is a semi-saint. If he fails with one sword, he will definitely die.
A moment of light!
But Lin Yun didn't hesitate at all, he raised his hand and swung the sword.
boom!
This time, under the pressure of the semi-saint's power, the light of the moment slowed down a little, and everyone finally saw the sword clearly.
Visions bloom, heaven ascends and earth descends.
That was the beginning of chaos, the beginning of reincarnation, and the first light born between heaven and earth.
This sword cut the energy ball condensed with green holy energy into two halves on the spot.
But the holy energy that was divided into two halves still exploded, shattering Lin Yun's Yinghuo Sword.
Phew!
At the same time, the black-clothed Half-Saint himself narrowly avoided the sword, but there was a hideous sword mark on his chest, and his head was still on his neck.
The black-clothed semi-sage said with a ferocious smile: "Ye Qingtian, what other methods do you have?"
He was seriously injured, ridiculously flamboyant, and looked extremely happy.
Finally, he was forced to use this sword. After this sword, the opponent could no longer threaten him.
After going around in circles for so long, I can finally ravage this boy.
With the power of a semi-saint, the opponent can actually be easily humiliated.
Lin Yundao: "Don't you know that I am a sword cultivator?"
The half-saint in black had the winning ticket in hand and sneered, "What about the sword cultivator?"
Lin Yun looked at the other party, raised his head suddenly, his eyes were deep, and said in a deep voice: "I am a swordsman, my blood is not exhausted, I will fight to the death, and I can still breathe, so I will never admit defeat, let alone who told you that I have no means?
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"Um?"
The black-clothed Half-Saint was in shock and doubt, when Lin Yun's brows bloomed with light, and he released an extremely terrifying sword intent.
God is in the clouds, the sword is in the sky, thirty-six days away, the stars are coming into my dream.
Click!
The moment the Xinghe Sword Intention was sacrificed, the power of the black-clothed half-saint immediately appeared with slight cracks.
The sword light on Lin Yun's body condensed into a beam of light and shot into the sky, piercing the clouds.
Lin Yun didn't give the opponent a chance to be surprised, he raised his hand and stabbed out with his sword.
The black-clothed half-saint had already retreated very quickly. The moment Lin Yun sacrificed Xinghe, a look of horror appeared in his eyes.
The Galaxy Sword Intent, this is the Galaxy Sword Intent that even the Saint Realm experts may not be able to master.
But at such a close distance, it's strange that he can avoid it.
Phew!
This sword pierced through the heart in an instant.
"You...stop it!"
Blood continued to overflow from the mouth of the half-saint in black. He held the funeral flower with both hands, stared at Lin Yun and said with great difficulty.
Lin Yun ignored it, and in the depths of the sword sea between his brows, the star fire as big as a millstone burned crazily.
The Galaxy Sword Intent flows along the sword body and is continuously injected into the opponent's body, filling the opponent's body like a devastating blow.
The half-saint in black wanted to stop it, but found that he couldn't do it. The remaining holy energy in his body couldn't stop these galactic sword intentions at all.
"I am the Mingzong Half Saint, you can't kill me!" the black-clothed Half Saint said unwillingly.
"Have you ever heard of a saying?"
Lin Yun didn't wait for him to answer. His long hair was flying, his eyebrows were sharp, and he said loudly: "A man is determined to die, let's see if he can mend the cracks in the sky."
Semi-saints can’t be killed?
The one who was killed was the semi-saint!
Bang!
The sword in his hand stabbed in hard, and the Galaxy Sword in the opponent's body detonated. This dignified semi-saint was in full view of everyone, and no bones were left after being blown up.
