On the broken wasteland, sword light shot into the sky, and Lin Yun stood in mid-air. Under the light of the sword, his long hair danced lightly, and his handsome and handsome face was particularly eye-catching.
Lin Yun looked towards Quelkong in the distance, with a stern look on his face and a sharp edge between his brows.
Quelkon and Quel'To both looked extremely shocked. They were different from the original Quel'dor. They were now at their peak.
The second-level Saint Lord's attack was absolutely irresistible to the Half-Saint, especially when he used a secret treasure.
Quelkong said coldly: "I really underestimate you, but if you think this is just a small trick, you are too naive, you die!"
boom!
The moment he finished speaking, Quelkon threw the ghost flag in his hand towards Lin Yun like a javelin.
The Ghost Flag was about to collapse, but he took advantage of the situation, and instead made the energy fluctuations of the Ghost Flag even more terrifying.
It's just that after the power is used up, the ghost flag will definitely have to be discarded.
But Lin Yun seemed to have expected it, and avoided the impact of the ghost flag at lightning speed.
Bang!
The ghost flags skyrocketed, and an extremely terrifying black energy vortex appeared in mid-air, swallowing everything like a black hole.
The black hole has a radius of one kilometer, and all the floating boulders and dust, as well as the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, are sucked in.
Inside the black hole, there are all kinds of terrible resentful spirits, releasing terrible holy power.
This is an extremely evil secret technique. It is performed at the cost of the ghost flag. A third-level saint will die if he touches it.
Used against Lin Yun, Quil Kong's heart ached extremely.
But the Ghost Flag was on the verge of collapse, so it could only be reused.
Whoosh!
But almost the moment the ghost flag exploded, Lin Yun's body turned into a golden stream of light and flew out, and then paused for a moment.
Bang!
The soles of his feet created ripples in the void, and he killed Quelkon directly at an even faster speed.
"How...how is this possible?"
Quelkong was shocked and couldn't imagine why a half-saint could be so fast, even faster than him.
"Firefly light!"
Lin Yun held the funeral flower in his hand, and drew a circle in the air. Sword light flew, and afterimages flew out of his body.
In one breath, dozens of sword lights formed a circle, the funeral flower waved out, and a hundred-foot-long sword light burst out instantly.
Quelkong quickly took action and stamped it with his palm.
The huge head and the sword light collided together. The two forces were evenly matched and collided with each other, creating countless energy fluctuations.
"How can this guy be on par with Quelkon?"
Quilt, who was observing secretly not far away, looked extremely surprised.
This was a head-on fight. There was a huge difference in cultivation between the two, but neither could do anything to the other.
Is this guy really a semi-saint?
"roll!"
Quelkong was furious and pushed out his other hand, pouring a steady stream of holy energy into his giant palm.
He frowned and looked solemn. He really couldn't figure out how the other party could be on par with him.
"There's something wrong with this sword..."
Quelkong suddenly noticed with great horror that the opponent's sword looked extremely terrifying and unimaginably sharp.
The giant palm where the Holy Yuan was condensed was being pierced bit by bit, and the Holy Marks in the giant palm were constantly shattering.
Quelkong immediately realized that something was wrong. Once Lin Yun got close to him, with the strangeness of the opponent's holy sword and the unheard of sword intent, the consequences would be disastrous.
Quelkong suddenly became frightened, the holy energy in his body gradually became disordered, and his momentum was completely suppressed by the power of the sword.
boom!
Just as his thoughts were turning, the palm of the condensed Saint Yuan exploded, and a flash of sword light flew towards him.
Quilkon dodged by instinct, and the sword light slid past his cheek.
"What a risk!"
Several strands of long hair were cut off by the sword light, and Quelkong turned pale and nervous with fear.
Phew!
But as soon as he finished speaking, a trace of blood appeared on his cheek.
The sharp sword light shredded the Saint Yuan Gang Qi. After the blood marks were gone, half of Quil's face exploded, and he let out a shrill scream.
His eyes opened angrily, with a look that was half frightened and half angry.
"spread!"
At the critical moment, Quill, who had been observing, took his hand and raised his hand to grab it.
He attacked Lin Yun from the side, clicking, clicking, tearing countless gaps in the void wherever his claws passed.
"Kill him!"
Quelkon's ruined face quickly recovered, his eyes were filled with rage, and his full combat power exploded almost instantly.
boom!
At this moment, he had no reservations anymore and activated the Holy Yuangang Qi to the extreme. He opened his eyebrows and opened his eyes, and the demonic power in his body skyrocketed.
The two men attacked Lin Yun from different directions and double-teamed him.
Lin Yun glanced at him and made a decision in his heart to kill one person first.
Even though he is confident and can fight one against two, it is not a good idea.
Especially two second-level peak saints, which is equivalent to being surrounded by a dozen Hengying saints.
Golden light loomed in Lin Yun's eyes, as if two pupils appeared, and he quickly activated the sword with half a step of divine light.
At the same time, the rules of swordsmanship quietly bloomed, and the two major swordsmanship also activated each other, and everything merged with the funeral flower.
"die!"
Ignoring Quilt's blow, Lin Yun struck his peak and rushed directly towards Quel'kon.
"Well come."
Quilkon's eyes lit up and he laughed.
This guy is looking for death!
If he was hit by Quilt's claw, he would definitely be torn in half. Quilt used the ghost claw.
It looks inconspicuous, but in fact it can easily tear a second-level saint into pieces, and a mere half-saint cannot stop it.
All he has to do is withstand this sword. No matter how powerful this sword is, it will only cause heavy damage at most.
For the Demon Spirit Tribe, as long as they don't die, they can recover from any serious injury in a short time.
"You're dead!"
Quilt laughed endlessly, waving his palms, and the magic light on his body condensed into a huge black shadow, and another dark giant hand fell like a mountain.
Bang!
The surface of the dark giant hand was covered with cracks. Almost instantly, it was pierced by the funeral flower and immediately fell apart.
Whoosh!
But Quelkong seemed to have expected it. The moment Lin Yun passed through the dark giant hand and the sword pointed straight at him, he put his hands together and directly clamped the funeral flower.
Buzz!
The funeral flower kept trembling and seemed unable to break free.
"Little guy, you are still a little too young." Quelkong looked at Lin Yun with a proud look on his face, and the Holy Yuan in his body was continuously poured into his hands.
"Who gave you the courage to hold my sword with both hands?"
Lin Yun had no reservations anymore, and the funeral flower exploded with a bang, gold, wood, water, fire, and all four stars blooming.
Before Quelkong could be proud for too long, the power superimposed by the rules of the sword and the half-step divine light sword intent exploded directly.
Bang!
Before Quelkong understood the meaning of Lin Yun's words, his hands exploded into pieces, and his left and right shoulders were suddenly bare, with only blood gushing out.
"My hand..."
Quelkong screamed in agony, and his head flew out, but with a flick of Lin Yun's wrist, Zang Hua cut off the man's neck.
Before he could stop, Lin Yun flicked his left hand, and a beam of sword light hit the opponent's eyebrows.
Snap your finger with the divine sword and cut off the roots!
Everything happened in the blink of an eye, the speed was too fast.
Quilt's ghost claws came at the right time, Lin Yun couldn't avoid it, and his descendants were struck by the claws.
Bang!
The body-protecting sword energy was torn apart, and the claw penetrated deeply into Lin Yun's flesh and blood, but when he wanted to shatter the bones and directly scratch Lin Yun's heart.
Quilt was shocked to find that the opponent's bones were as hard as a holy weapon. Not only did his claws fail to tear Lin Yun in half, he didn't even have a chance to crush his heart.
The corners of Lin Yun's stern face twitched, but he remained calm and released his right hand violently.
call!
Burial Flower drew an arc of light and stabbed towards Quelto's temple. The angle of the blow was extremely tricky.
Quilt was horrified and quickly drew out his ghost claws and flew away.
"The Master said on the river: The deceased is like a man!"
Lin Yun turned around and grabbed the funeral flower. He turned in the air, the sword light surged, and the rivers surged between heaven and earth.
The sound that spanned thousands of years resounded throughout the world, and the water that belonged to him did not compete to be first, but turned into a mighty and continuous sword light, chasing Queltor continuously.
Bang!
Quilt was immediately injured by the sword intent. He retreated again and again, but still could not avoid the surging sword intent.
The sword light that struck down was like a rushing river, and the water was surging like a dragon roaring.
After several thousand meters, the force of the sword reached its peak. Quill was unable to retreat and was completely hit.
He spit out a mouthful of blood, flew backwards for a hundred meters, broke countless boulders, and fell to one knee on the ground.
Phew!
Quilt was vomiting blood. He covered his chest and looked up. He saw a swordsman standing in the sky, with the river surging beneath his feet, his green shirt making a sound, and his long hair flying in the wind.
"Is this the style of burying a playboy?"
Quil was shocked. He instinctively felt that he had offended someone he shouldn't have offended.
You shouldn't have chased him in the first place. Only King Luo Ying can deal with this man.
But he hasn’t lost yet!
Quilt looked at the approaching Lin Yun, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said coldly: "Young Master Burial, you and my demon clan are really going to fight to the death!"
"I have no fear."
Lin Yun approached with his sword raised, the edge unbridled, and the half-step divine light sword intent roared to the heaven and earth.
"Don't think you have won, the fun has just begun!"
Quilto clapped his hands fiercely, and more than thirty holy-realm demon zombies lingering nearby rushed towards Lin Yun from all directions.
boom!
Thirty-six Saint Realm Demon Zombies, whose power has reached an unimaginable level of horror, even Lin Yun's pupils couldn't help but shrink.
I actually forgot about this!
Lin Yun frowned slightly, but when the group of holy demon zombies actually came to kill him, a strange look appeared in his eyes.
It is true that Mo Zheng has the holy power in his body, but his movements are stiff, his martial arts are rough, he has no holy source and no astrological scroll.
What's more important is that there is only killing in his eyes, no aura, and he looks extremely dull.
Not quite what I imagined.
Lin Yun, who was originally ready to run away with his sword, hesitated for a moment and allowed the group of demon zombies to surround him and start fighting with them.
At first, these thirty-six demonic zombies attacked overwhelmingly, with such terrifying power that they almost swallowed Lin Yun up.
But after gradually stabilizing his position, Lin Yun became more relaxed. With his sharp sword intention, these demonic zombies could not touch him at all.
"I see……"
Lin Yun felt confident, so he immediately closed his eyes and allowed these demonic zombies to pounce directly on him.
"What's going on?"
Quilt had a bad premonition in his heart, and sure enough, when Lin Yun opened his eyes, a series of ink sword intentions spread across all directions like strokes.
Thirty-six days!
Lin Yun flicked his wrist and danced with his sword on the spot, his long sleeves were like clouds, and his black hair was like a waterfall.
Thirty-six layers of sky were pressed down heavily, and these demonic zombies in the holy realm suddenly wanted to stand still and were unable to move.
When the Tianzi was formed, Lin Yun swept across it with a sword, and many demon zombies in the holy realm were shattered to pieces on the spot.
"It's just an empty frame. It has some effect on others. For me, it's just a small skill."
Lin Yun held the sword and bought it step by step.
Quilt was in despair, and his jaw almost dropped in astonishment.
Without any other thoughts, he turned around and ran away.
Lin Yun didn't even look at it, sheathed the sword directly, and a sonorous sound sounded like a dragon's roar.
Click!
The half-step Divine Light Sword Intention remaining in Queltu's body is like a sword blade that has turned into reality, like spears piercing through it.
From a distance, Quilto looked as immobile as a hedgehog.
"Um?"
Just as Lin Yun was about to step forward, a dangerous aura surged in, streaks of bloody glow appeared in the sky above his head, and a clear voice came from a very far away place.
"Bury the handsome man, but save the man under the sword!"
Quilt, who was already desperate, was overjoyed and said quickly: "King Luoying, save me!"
Lin Yun ignored him, turned around, and looked into the distance.
Hundreds of miles away, a figure released a bright holy light, like a bright moon flying across the sky.
The streaks of bloody rays of light are like accompanying red rays. This phenomenon is extremely astonishing.
[Thank you everyone, I have seen everyone’s comments. I saw many people saying that they saw college from junior high school, and they encouraged me to cheer up. I feel ashamed, but my heart is really warm. Xiaohuo thanks everyone and hands it over.]
