With Lin Yun in his hand, his whole aura changed drastically.
Seeing the Qingyuan Realm Semi-saint attacking, Lin Yun held the White Dragon Saint Sword in his hand and picked out a stunning arc with his backhand.
clang clang clang clang clang!
The dazzling arc-light sword energy was like a crescent moon blooming on the lake surface, stirring up the spiritual energy in all directions, and finally forming a violent sword-light tornado.
The wind is full of petals of the darkness, and the tornado quickly becomes the sharp edge of the sword containing the power of death and nirvana.
The rumble faced the palm light falling from the sky. Bang, the petals fell all over the sky, and the palm light also dissipated.
"Come again!"
Lin Yun stood with the sword, his body was unstoppable. The White Dragon Sacred Sword was like a divine dragon that had broken free from the constraints and completely survived.
The arc sword energy was defeated, and he didn't care at all. He lit the toes and took off with a light lift.
Then the sword light fell from the sky, like a banished immortal dancing, without any of the fireworks on earth.
This sword is as elegant as an immortal!
Bang!
The void exploded and the sword light stormed.
The sword was incredibly fast, and the shocked gaze of the elder of the Qingyuan Realm slashed heavily on the holy energy of the body protection.
Puchi!
The holy energy shattered and blood light burst.
"How is this... possible..."
The half-saint of Qingyuan Realm kept spitting out blood. He couldn't believe that his cultivation for two hundred years had not even blocked the other party's sword.
What's even more terrible is that the power of the Netherworld penetrated into the body along the sword light and was still rushing.
Puchi!
In amazement, he vomited blood again and had lost his combat power.
"Good sword!"
Lin Yun looked at the sword body, his eyes shining brightly.
Wuqi Wuxia's sword body shines with a glimmer of light, reflecting Lin Yun's appearance at this moment, with his long hair flying with the wind, and he is indescribably handsome.
After drawing a "broken sword" in his body, he could barely force the power of the broken sword.
This was a real surprise, which solved his troubles for many years.
"What a sharp sword energy. How strong is this sword energy? Only by easily breaking the Qingyuan Holy Qi."
"It's really unimaginable that an eight-yuan Nirvana can exert its sword intent to such a level."
"His strength seems to be stronger than what he has shown before!"
The leaders of all forces watching from afar could tell at a glance that even when they fought with Feng Shaoyu, Ye Qingtian still had the strength to stay.
"Good guy, this power of the Netherworld is almost out of reach..."
The third senior brother Mu Chuan saw this from afar and couldn't help laughing. As long as the junior brother is still there, the Sword Sect will definitely rise in the future.
He will never let the tragedy happen again!
"Sword disciples, follow me to kill! Don't forget that these people underestimate the strength of our Donghuang Sect!"
"promise!"
Ye Qingtian's powerful performance greatly inspired others in the Sword Sect, and their morale surged, showing all their sharpness, even surpassing their own bottlenecks.
"I'll go, this Sword Sect is so strong. I remember they are not a holy land!"
"The first Sword Sect in the Ancient Times, don't be a person without temper. If the Burial Flower Master is still there, the momentum of the Sword Sect is probably even stronger."
"I saw that the half-saint who had the strength to fight against two, was Mu Chuan, a disciple of Yaoguang. The ordinary half-saint was no match for this person at all."
"They are really sharp and have no fear at all. All forces are watching from the wall, so they dare to stand up to help the Tiandao Sect. The swordsman's character is fully displayed. He must be very happy to be in such a sect."
...
Everyone was shocked by the morale of the Sword Sect and seemed quite surprised.
The people from the Black Feather Palace did not expect that a small sword sect would become a variable in this trip.
"Damn it, don't worry about that much, kill that kid first."
The elder of Ziyuan Realm of the Black Feather Palace was immediately quite anxious.
Immediately, four half-saints in the Qingyuan Realm broke away from the battle and rushed towards Lin Yunfei. The third senior brother and the Master of Zi Lei Peak were very strong, but there were too many people coming to the Heiyu Palace.
far away.
Jiang Yunting and Gu Zijing, who originally wanted to help, were stunned when they saw Lin Yun's sword hurt Qingyuan's half-saint.
Before he could do his best, the half-saint of Qingyuan Realm actually fell down.
Too exaggerated!
Lin Yun had just settled down, and four Qingyuan Realm Half Saints who broke through came to kill him. He shouted coldly: "There is no one in the Black Feather Palace. Just Qingyuan Realm Half Saints dare to attack me!"
"court death!"
"Don't be arrogant!"
"You who died today is Ye Qingtian!"
The four elders of the Qingyuan Realm of the Black Feather Palace were furious and they all had more than two hundred years of cultivation, and the semi-saint's aura was magnificent.
Although I have not yet comprehended the rules of the holy path, I have always been easily crushed against the leaders of the Nirvana realm without any effort.
What's more, the four of them are joining forces, and they are underestimated at this moment. They immediately use killer moves and at the same time sacrifice the astrological scroll.
"Black Feather Rakshasa Slash!"
They used the same unique skill, each supporting nearly ten feet of black wings behind them, burning terrifying magic fire, and suppressing Lin Yun at the same time.
"Thousands of swords return to one!"
Lin Yun never sticks to the rules when he takes action. He only takes a look and knows how to crack the killer moves in front of him at the lowest cost.
He did not sacrifice the holy scroll as ordinary people thought, but rushed over with only ten thousand swords.
Bang bang bang bang!
Thirteen figures of human figures had a sword everywhere, and the sword light was scattered from left to right, flying overwhelmingly. What's even more terrifying is that the angle of each sword was extremely tricky, and the sword intent was even more amazing.
Puchi!
Immediately, two people were cut off their arms and screamed in a terrifying manner.
“Retreat!”
The four of them were frightened and quickly retreated, but before they could go far, thirteen figures overlapped, and the two of them whose arms were cut off were pierced through the heart at the same time.
Puchi!
What a terrifying scene this is. The sword light is like a storm. As blood splatters, the two complete bodies are split into two directly from the middle.
Gu Zijing and Jiang Yunting were numb to see it, and they didn't know how to express their emotions for a moment.
Ye Qingtian, who is really engaged in a life-and-death battle, is so terrifying. After all, there are rules and restrictions on the Famous Sword Conference, and Lin Yun himself is not a bloodthirsty person.
But when he really exposed his murderous intent, he was simply a god of killing in hell.
"It's too crazy. Ye Qingtian will surely become famous in Kunlun in the future and is famous in history."
"Before Qinglongce was born, as long as he could be promoted to semi-saint, he would definitely have a place. No matter who saint you are, he would not be able to completely cover up his light."
"This guy is a little late. If it were earlier, the top nine heavenly roads might not have the reputation they are now."
"You can't say too arbitrary. The top of the Tianlu list is still very terrifying. You haven't seen it before, and you don't know how outstanding they are."
"This is not wrong, but Ye Qingtian's swordsmanship talent is indeed unmatched!"
All parties were talking about it. They thought it was a one-sided situation of massacre, but who knew it would turn it upside down and let people see the real horror of Ye Qingtian.
"The dead trees bloom!"
"As the best of the sun!"
"It's a stone's throw away!"
"Silver fire tree!"
...
Lin Yun caught up with the remaining two with his sword, and the Firefly God Sword that entered the Holy Scroll was used one by one by one. The two peak elders of the Qingyuan Realm immediately retreated again and again, and the sword injuries on their bodies continued to increase.
Seeing that facing the enemy head-on was not the opponent, one of the Half Saint Elders of the Black Feather Palace took out a strange blood-colored ring with one backhand. His expression was ferocious and terrifying.
"It's the Holy Blood Demon Ring!"
"Isn't this a hidden weapon of the Demon Sect? The Black Feather Palace is too despicable. The dignified semi-saint is so despicable."
"Once the Holy Blood Demon Ring explodes, even the half-saint of the Tianyuan Realm may not be able to stop it, and Ye Qingtian is in danger."
Many people's faces changed drastically when they saw the blood-colored ring.
"die!"
The half-saint of Qingyuan Realm looked vicious, and he injected the holy energy into the ring, and then threw it at Lin Yun casually.
boom!
In an instant, a terrifying blood cloud rose up, and the large area was shrouded in magic light. The terrifying demon flames exploded wildly with the holy energy by fuel.
Lin Yun retreated very quickly, but he was still affected and retreated far away.
"Ye Qingtian!"
Ye Ziling and others were shocked.
Muchuan and Zilei Peak Lords looked mutiny.
Swish!
A dazzling golden light burst, Lin Yun fell lightly on the spot, and he whispered: "Is this just a little trick?"
"What's going on? No injuries at all!"
"This is impossible. The Holy Blood Demon Ring is made by smelting the blood of the holy beast and the underground demon flames with hundreds of poisons. He was not injured at all. Even if he had no serious damage, he shouldn't have done this!"
The half-saint of Qingyuan who was expending the bloody rain was shocked and a little incredible.
"Take it all out!"
The remaining Qingyuan half-saint had a look of cruelty flashed in his eyes. The Holy Blood Demon Ring was very precious and extremely vicious, but at this time they were too lazy to restrain themselves.
Three holy blood demon rings were sacrificed at the same time, instantly covering a hundred miles of land, and Lin Yun could not avoid them at all.
During the explosion, Lin Yun used the Sun-Chasing Divine Art, and a different color of light shone on his body, overlapping and changing like water waves.
The two sword intents of the Sun and the Sun rotate each other, forming a perfect barrier.
The barrier blocked 70% of its power, and the remaining aftermath penetrated in, and Lin Yun, who had the Qinglong Divine Bone, could not be hurt.
"die!"
Lin Yun rushed out of the magic light, the dragon roared and the shocked geese reappeared.
The two Qingyuan realm half-saints were unable to leave even if they wanted to leave. Before they could react, their heads flew out at the same time.
call!
Lin Yun took a deep breath and looked up. Several Qingyuan Realm Half Saints from the Black Feather Palace in the distance were so scared that they were trembling and did not dare to approach.
The half-saint of the Purple Yuan Realm and the half-saint of the Tianyuan Realm were directly dragged by Muchuan and the half-saint of the Purple Lei. They were worried about protecting themselves and were completely unable to support them.
"how so!"
Zao Wuji stood next to a semi-saint of Ziyuan Realm and was stunned. This was completely different from what he planned.
At the Yanyu Villa that was surging aside, Xiaoyun Sect and Shuiyue Jianshan were all stunned. They originally planned to beat the fallen dog.
Seeing Lin Yun's strength in this scene, everyone was frightened.
Don’t say that you can help, even the surround formation is a little afraid.
"Ye Ziling, your sword!"
Lin Yun looked at Ye Ziling, and he smiled and waved his hand to send the White Dragon Holy Sword out.
It's a good sword, but I still like to bury flowers.
Lin Yun pulled his sword out of the sheath and stroked the smooth and delicate sword body, with a gentle expression, as if he was looking at his closest lover.
"It's really him..."
Ye Ziling took back the White Dragon Sacred Sword and said in a daze.
Swish swish swish swish!
Lin Yun moved. When he looked up, the murderous intent burst out from his body, causing the temperature in all directions to drop sharply.
"What is he going to do?"
Gu Zijing and Jiang Yunting were both surprised. They had such a terrible murderous intent. They woke up when they looked up and took a breath of cold air in an instant.