The moment the sword intent in the sky bloomed, the entire Holy Heaven Courtyard was boiling inside and outside, and countless sword cultivators were so excited that they could not control themselves.
But immediately, his face became gloomy: "Do you really think the sword intent is invincible? Take my palm first, and the Great Wuxiang Fulong Palm!"
The power of his body broke through the shackles of the Holy Lord, and his body flashed, and his speed reached an unimaginable limit.
Lin Yun raised his eyebrows lightly, and a sharp edge burst out in his eyes. With the blessing of Haoyang's sword intent, he could see clearly the changing trajectory of the other party's body.
boom!
Before Jiang Yiren arrived, a terrible strong wind blew Lin Yun’s long hair danced.
Lin Yunlang's unique and beautiful face, combined with his long flying hair, looks like a fairy in the painting, with his eyes filled with stars and moons, and his charm is particularly beautiful.
Jiang Yi's body was unstable, true and false, and finally fell above Lin Yun and pressed down his palm.
The golden flames on his body were like the sun, and the eyes of all things were burning and blooming. A huge figure of Buddha fell from the sky, and a big hand overlapped with his palm.
The Wuying Dragon Palm is an extremely terrifying palm technique. In the era of chaos of gods, a Buddha used this palm to subdue the pure blood dragon.
One descends from the sky like a god and a Buddha, and the other is as quiet as an exiled immortal, and two people in the sky and under the earth form a mysterious painting.
The two auras confronted and collided, and everything seemed to be still, as if even time could not flow in this world.
"die!"
Jiang Yi shouted angrily, and Fulong's palm fell heavily.
"break!"
Lin Yunren turned around in place, and his body was divided into two and turned into a dragon and a divine phoenix and flew out.
Then the secret technique of the Dragon Phoenix Sword Classic, Lin Yun's figure was divided into two, and the two afterimages each swung a sword.
Two arc-shaped sword lights that were hundreds of feet long intersected each other, and the intertwined point just stood the palm falling from the sky.
The two killer moves immediately rushed together.
Rumble!
Under the sky, the void is chaotic and the flowing light is reversed.
Outsiders cannot hear any sound, but can only see the endless twisted scene, chaotic and complex airflow and light filling the entire Tianhuang Divine Platform.
boom!
After a long time, the golden flame was dispersed by the airflow, and with a click, the palm light that was so powerful that it was easily cut into ten pieces by the sword light.
The silent world suddenly burst out loud, and an extremely terrifying strange phenomenon appeared on the Tianhuang Divine Platform.
Jiang Yi flew backwards and took several steps before he could barely stand firm. Bayi Chinese website
There were two hideous and terrifying wounds on his chest, and blood kept overflowing, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
Jiang Yi's expression became ferocious and terrifying, and a more terrifying aura erupted. In contrast, Lin Yun calmly landed on the ground with a burial flower in his hand.
"Not broken?"
Lin Yun frowned slightly. The holy essence condensed by the Great Forefair Divine Art was really terrifying. This killing move containing Haoyang's sword intent failed to cut the opponent into pieces.
"I said that sword intent is not invincible, so what about Haoyang sword intent? You are still very tender!"
After Jiang Yi finished speaking, an eternal flower of the Great Dao appeared behind him, and he said coldly: "This is my true trump card, the truth is eternal!"
He suddenly sacrificed his eternal path, which was the most fierce and domineering truth among the nine eternal paths.
The moment the breath of truth burst out, countless lines spread throughout his body, these lines intersected, and blood-colored light penetrated at the nodes.
At this moment, the world was eclipsed, with only this scarlet red dazzling.
"this……"
Everyone's faces changed slightly, and their eyes were inconsistency.
The Holy Way of Truth!
The monks present were shocked. The Great Forefacial God Art was already terrifying. Who would have thought that he would still master an eternal path?
"The so-called swordsmanship is just a joke in the face of truth. Burial Flower Master, sacrifice your Tai Chi holy path, let me see your real trump card, and don't play with your broken sword."
Jiang Yi's face was ferocious and cold, and there was no look of underestimation. He even looked at Lin Yun with a little respect.
He recognized Lin Yun!
He had seen Lin Yun take action and knew that the other party had a trump card, but he was not afraid. This was the pride of the Son of Jueying.
Rush!
Under such pressure, Lin Yun retreated uncontrollably, and his sword continued to collapse like heavy snow glaciers.
Without sacrifice to the Eternal Great Way, the sword intent alone cannot block the Eternal Great Way. This is a suppression in the person and cannot be changed by human power.
Lin Yun tried his best to resist, but the impact was too domineering and he was still retreating.
"Burning Hua Gong, I really want to know, if you use Tai Chi Holy Way, is it Tai Chi or swordsmanship? How can there be true sword cultivators in the world? Under eternity, they are all false..."
Jiang Yi's words were calm, and he kept urging the holy path of truth. The strange flowers behind him, which were so gorgeous that they never withered, turned wildly at an unimaginable speed.
Not finished yet!
While he was talking, he kept flicking his fingers, and saw the Buddha's light reappearing, and millions of lotus flowers blooming, countless auspicious things like silk threads hanging down.
Bang bang bang bang!
Under the continuous impact of the ten finger lights, Lin Yun's Haoyang sword intent tended to collapse. At this moment, everyone exclaimed.
Especially the sword cultivators, each of them looked confused and showed pain.
The sword path is the supreme holy path, and is suppressed by the nine eternal paths.
It’s okay under the holy realm. Once you step onto the holy path, as your cultivation level gets higher and higher, it will inevitably become a demonic obstacle in the heart of the sword cultivator.
At this moment, Jiang Yi is killing his heart!
Maybe Lin Yun will not only be defeated, but even Dao Xin will be ruined.
"Oh."
Bai Yuchen, the young master of Tianjian Tower, sighed lightly and shook his head helplessly.
He knew the best of all the tricks. Once the sword cultivator mastered the eternal path, the sword and eternity would be the primary and secondary.
It goes without saying that who is the master and who is the second, this is the inevitable path for all sword cultivators.
At the peak, there is no position as a swordsman, there are only monks who use swords.
"Scared me, so what if I master the intent of Haoyang's sword!" The son of Tianlin finally stood up.
He was in a very happy mood and knew that Lin Yun would definitely lose. Even if he still had the Tai Chi holy path that had not been used, it would be just futile.
Under Jiang Yi's heart, once Lin Yun uses Tai Chi Holy Tao, the heart of Tao will be broken.
The more eternal the sword-doctrine genius, the more miserable the consequences of the broken heart of Tao.
He was sure that Lin Yun was dead!
"You don't need the Tai Chi Holy Way? This step will be done sooner or later. How can you break the mind of the Tao before you can stand up and move to eternity? Could it be that you really think that just by using the sword intent, you can destroy my truth and holy way!"
Jiang Yi couldn't help laughing as he spoke. Under eternity, the sword intent was all false.
"It's not impossible."
But Lin Yun replied casually, without waiting for the other party to be surprised, his eyes became extremely sharp.
Lin Yun slowly raised the treasure flower, pointed the sword body horizontally at the object, held the hilt in his right hand and raised it over his chest, and finally pressed it on his left face.
Click!
The sound of shackles breaking in the world sounded, and the hot Haoyang burned directly above the sea of swords between Lin Yun's eyebrows.
Click!
The shackles were broken again, as if the ban was opened again, and the golden dragon hidden in Haoyang opened its eyes.
Click!
The shackles were broken again, and the golden little man surrounded by the dragon opened his eyes.
The golden dragon, the golden villain, the golden Haoyang, and the two sword souls belonging to Lin Yun are completely integrated with Haoyang at this moment.
Lin Yun's eyebrows emitted an extremely dazzling golden light. The Haoyang's sword intent, which merged with the two sword souls, rushed out from the eyebrows, and then merged with the burial flower.
Rumble!
Lin Yun's body was stormed with golden light, and the ground was blown to pieces.
For a time, the wind and clouds changed, and the world lost its color.
A violent and sharp sword sound came from Lin Yun's body, buzzing, and many people were caught off guard and vomited blood.
This sword power burst out in a moment, and immediately rushed out of the Holy Heaven Academy and spread to half of the Holy Heaven City.
Within a radius of thousands of miles, all the swordsmen's swords were not controlled. Thousands of swords dragged their tail flames like streamers, roaring from all directions, falling towards the Tianhuang Divine Platform.
"Damn it, what's going on?"
"My sword can't be controlled."
"What the hell is this?"
...
Except for the extremely powerful monk who can suppress it at the supreme realm, all the swords flew out.
Not finished yet!
There are nine thousand silk cloths, branded with different divine patterns, like an inverted waterfall rising from the ground.
Thousands of holy swords above circling around the nine thousand silk cloths, like hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix, worshiping the king among them.
This is the Haoyang sword intent that belongs to Lin Yun alone. I miss the lingering days of the world, and I cannot see the ancients in front of me and the people behind me.
Ji Changkong, Xia Qingyun, Ye Wuhen, Dugu Jue, everyone suddenly stood up, their faces full of surprise and incredible.
As for the sword cultivator present, he was even more unimaginable in his heart, which was an unimaginable shock.
"The Three Thousand Great Ways are unstoppable, and I am the only true immortal in the world!"
Lin Yun laughed loudly, and a sword stabbed out in laughter. This sword was for the stubbornness of the sword cultivator and the arrogance of the swordsmen.
I have a sword, which is taller than the emperor.
Puchi!
In the blink of an eye, a sword light pierced through Jiang Yi's chest, and then the sword light continued, shattering the eternal and immortal flower directly.
This sword is too fast!
The eternal pressure of the truth that was originally aggressive and forced Lin Yun to a desperate situation was easily broken by this sword.
Jiang Yi flew backwards, and the man kept rolling on the ground. When he finally knelt on one knee and stabilized his body, his face was no longer covered with blood.
"Are you comfortable? Son of Jueying? Don't test my sword heart. I'll get crazy, even I'm afraid."
Lin Yun exhaled lightly the turbid air. His expression was cold and a little tired. His body swayed slightly, but he was as straight as a sword.
Whoosh swish swish swish!
Many monks who came from outside the Holy Heaven Academy, as well as the genius and demons who had been there, saw the figure of the blue-clothed sword cultivator, their souls were trembling, and they were shocked and impacted like a giant hammer in the depths of their hearts.
Too strong!
What is invincible? This is invincible!
"Fuck, I'm scared."
"It's so exaggerating. I'm Nima, this is the real sword cultivator. No matter who you are, who is the master or who is the second. I have a sword, even if I come to fight."
"I feel that the Burial Flower Master didn't say fake. I was really scared just now. I was afraid that he would even kill himself when he got mad."
The sword cultivators present were extremely excited, and all their expressions were excited, and some even cried with joy, covering their faces and causing constant pain.
"The sword is the only one who is the burial master of the Three Thousand Great Ways; the burial master of the Flowers should be the best in the eight wildernesses and suppress the geniuses of an era!"
At this moment, someone laughed loudly, his voice clear and bright, and the sound was filled with some mystery, which seemed to penetrate time and space.
Obviously, the person who speaks has reached an unimaginable state.
The monks fell into ecstasy and did not feel anything different. Instead, they became even more excited and shouted.
For a moment, it was like a tsunami of mountains and tsunamis, cleaning the world, and millions of people shouted together.
"The burial flower lord is the best in the wilderness and suppresses the geniuses of an era!"
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