Blood will be sprinkled all over the valley, and all the flowers will be of one color. Before sunset, there will no longer be a Blood Peak on the empire's list of great thieves.
The slightly chilling words came from Lin Yun's mouth, word by word, and clearly reached everyone's ears.
The scene suddenly fell into silence, a deathly silence.
Bu Chen and Xiao Ran both opened their mouths and were stunned.
The blood dragon was on the horse, and Bai Qiushui's uneasy heart suddenly calmed down after Lin Yun said these words.
His indifferent tone as he spoke eloquently made those who thought he was joking before.
For no reason, it creates an illusion that he can really do what he said.
But!
The person he wanted to kill was the big thief Xue Feng, one of the top 100 casual cultivators on the big thief list.
Chu Haoyu, who was originally ranked number one in the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, and the top ten people on the list, joined forces to kill the thief.
How can people trust him with his punches and swords?
Lin Yun fell down to break the silence and calmly ordered: "Gao Yu, get on the Blood Dragon Horse and take Miss Bai away."
Being on the list of great thieves, even if it is only ranked ninety-six, Blood Peak's strength is terrifying enough.
If the two of them fight, they will definitely not have any remaining strength, and the aftermath of the battle will definitely be uncontrollable.
The current situation of the Gao family escort team is impossible to completely avoid.
As long as they fight, they will definitely be hurt by the aftermath, or even die from the aftermath.
Although he didn't have much affection for this group of people, he still had some concerns as Lin Yun was not a casual cultivator.
But Xue Feng refused to leave, so there was nothing he could do.
Blood Dragon Horse can only take away two people, Gao Yu, who must be trusted, and Bai Qiushui, whose life must be saved.
The rest can only hope for their own blessings.
"Master Lin, leave it to me."
Gao Yu nodded solemnly, got on his horse, pulled the reins, and galloped away with the blood dragon horse.
"Lin Yun!"
It turned into a bolt of lightning and disappeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.
The call left by Bai Qiushui also gradually disappeared, causing a long echo in the valley.
The remaining people were kneeling on the ground, fighting between heaven and man in their minds.
He wanted to leave but didn't dare, for fear of angering Xue Feng and being beheaded in public.
"Since my debut, I don't know how many people I have seen as arrogant as you. There were two people who shouted like this before. But now, I am kneeling on the ground like a dog. Life and death depend on my thoughts."
Xue Feng stared at Lin Yun coldly, his words without any emotion.
Bu Chen and Xiao Ran, who were kneeling on the ground, looked ashamed after hearing this and did not dare to raise their heads.
"Blood will be sprinkled all over the valley, and all the flowers will be of one color. You are right, but this blood will not be my blood."
As soon as the words fell, Xue Feng's body was filled with red light and cold evil aura, overflowing completely.
The ghost face mask that he was playing with with his left hand turned into a flash of light and flashed out.
He condenses his energy into a sword and wounds people with a snap of his fingers.
Lin Yun raised his hand, and a ray of purple sword light popped out, piercing the air and hitting the mask instantly.
clang!
A violent metallic collision, like thunder, exploded between the two of them.
The ghost face mask rolled around, but did not break. It swayed and slowly fell towards the ground.
boom!
As the masks fell, the aura of the two people surged up and continued to soar.
The pressure of the sixth level of Xuanwu on Xue Feng's body was mixed with the bloody evil energy. The place where he stood was like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, which made him look intimidating.
Lin Yun's whole body was full of sword intent, blending with the evil spirit of the king between his eyebrows, making him unrivaled.
The sound of dragons roaring and tigers roaring inside his body rang out. With the blessing of the power of dragons and tigers, he was not afraid at all in the face of the terrifying pressure of the Blood Peak.
In the terrifying confrontation, a terrifying aura filled the air. The Gao family disciples and sect leaders who were kneeling on the ground were frightened and trembling in their hearts.
rock!
When the ghost face mask completely fell to the ground, the figures of Lin Yun and Xue Feng disappeared from the place at the same time.
Bang!
At a speed that even the naked eye could not catch, the two of them punched each other like lightning.
Bang bang bang!
Then the fist exploded, and the thunderous sound echoed in the valley.
The afterimage on the ground was blurry. Lin Yun combined his fist and sword, and combined with the Ziyuan Sword Technique, used the Dragon Tiger Fist to fight to the death on the Blood Peak.
"Break the air seal, dragons fly and tigers leap!"
Break the air seal, break the dragon and tiger in my heart, break the power of my heart, the flying dragon flies in the sky, and the tiger leaps over the mountains and rivers.
Kill the blood demon, the blood knife is like a peak!
Two killing moves, a fierce clash, and the two people in mid-air exchanged another move.
The fist light exploded, and the aftermath was surging, bang bang bang, and several people on the spot were blown away without being able to defend themselves.
Bu Chen, Xiao Ran and others' expressions changed drastically. They could no longer care about anything and all stood up and retreated wildly.
"How could he be so powerful?"
Bu Chen was inexplicably horrified.
Lin Yun was only at the third level of Xuanwu. Even though he had been promoted to the fourth level of Xuanwu, his cultivation level was still far behind him. But the power of the fist light left him beyond reach and despairing.
The same Dragon-Tiger Fist, in Lin Yun's hands, made Xue Feng completely unable to control them anymore.
His Dragon-Tiger Fist could only scratch the opponent's itch, and even the finishing touch, which he was most proud of, became a big joke.
Boom!
There was another loud noise.
The bright red evil aura that filled Xue Feng's body was blown into powder by the fierce fist light. But this fist light also turned into little brilliance, containing great sword intent, and scattered out in all directions.
The aftermath of the fight between the two people immediately dissipated like a tsunami, and the flowers swayed and trembled in the wind.
"What's going on? My cultivation level is two levels higher than his. I obviously have a huge advantage. But I can't get any advantage."
Thief Xuefeng was shocked in his heart.
But he didn't know that Lin Yun was practicing two miraculous skills at the same time, the Purple Kite Sword Technique and the Heart Sutra of Time. When he was at the third level of Xuanwu, he could rival the fifth level of Xuanwu. Now that he has opened four mysterious veins, he is naturally more powerful.
If it weren't for the two great powers, with his ninth-level spiritual body qualifications, he would only have three overlord-level demon pills of the sixth level of Xuanwu.
It was enough for him to reach the fifth level of Xuanwu.
It seems that there are only four levels of Xuanwu, but each level consumes countless resources. With all his accumulation, how can he get much advantage?
How could these two miraculous feats, inherited from the golden age of ancient times, be in vain.
He said he must die, and he will definitely die before the sun sets!
"Kill the world with blood!"
Xue Feng took a breath, drew out his long sword, and slashed out a hundred-meter-long sword. In an instant, blood filled the sky, the sound was terrifying, and it had the potential to sweep the world.
"Brother, let us help you!"
The one-eyed casual cultivator and the withered casual cultivator recovered for a while and endured the severe pain. They each used their killing moves, condensing their strong true energy, and hit Lin Yun respectively.
Suddenly, the bloody sword light, accompanied by the flaming fist light of the one-eyed casual cultivator, and the black claws of the skinny casual cultivator, attacked overwhelmingly.
"Aren't you dead yet?"
The three major killing moves came at once, and a cold smile flashed across Xue Feng's face.
He expected that even if Lin Yun could compete with him with his true energy, his cultivation would be at a disadvantage after all. If the two of them fought each other for more than a hundred moves, half of his own true energy would be exhausted, and Lin Yun would only be in a worse situation.
It is very likely that there is only one-fifth of the true essence left, or even less.
With the three major killing moves, it is difficult not to die.
Bu Chen and Xiao Ran's pupils shrank sharply. They were both leaders of the sect, or they were less powerful, but they still had good vision.
No matter it was Blood Peak's bloody massacre, or the killing moves of the one-eyed casual cultivator and the withered casual cultivator who gritted their teeth, they were unable to withstand them.
With the three moves combined, even if Lin Yun is lucky enough to survive, he will still be crippled.
Let you show off your talents and see how you commit suicide!
Neither of them had any sympathy in their hearts and kept sneering. At the same time, they secretly thought about how to escape.
"Well done!"
But Lin Yun drank coldly, but his expression did not change.
The vast and surging true energy in the body surged out without any reservation at this moment. The skin all over his body bloomed with purple light, like a purple kite blooming in the sky.
"Conquer the devil with your sword!"
I have a sword, which has gone through life and death, has been tempered many times, and is upright. Like the rising sun, like the bright sun, like the roaring flames, like my heart, it goes forward indomitably, without fear of life or death.
Facing the three major moves, Lin Yun's heart was filled with passion and he was fearless.
Sacrifice a seal, use your own wild sword intention, and use this passionate heart to sacrifice this seal of subduing demons.
Wow!
As soon as the seal was sacrificed, golden light suddenly shone brightly, and endless sword intent condensed into this dazzling hundred-meter giant sword. I am not a Buddha, but I have a sword. I am not afraid of life and death, and I am not afraid of demons. I use my sword to subdue demons.
medicine!
The sword comes out, and the demon seal is formed.
This seal was like a flood bursting its embankment, endlessly powerful and devastating. The one-eyed casual cultivator's flaming fist bore the brunt and was submerged and annihilated by the bright sword light. Immediately afterwards, the terrifying claws of the withered casual cultivator shattered.
Only the 100-meter sword light slashed by the blood peak was like a sword, facing the sword light condensed by the demon-subduing seal.
Click, click, click!
No
After being supported for a moment, the hundred meters of blood-light condensed sword light shattered inch by inch, unable to stop the violence of the demon-subduing seal.
The true energy condensed by the Purple Kite flower violently shook out, and Xue Feng's palm was shaken with cracks, and he took several steps back.
The power of one seal is so terrifying!
Everyone's expressions changed drastically, especially Bu Chen's eyes almost dropped.
The four seals of the Dragon and Tiger Fist are the Vajra Seal, the Sky-Breaking Seal, the Demon-Conquering Seal, and the All-Heaven Seal.
You only need to practice two seals to formally practice boxing moves to fight and kill enemies. There are very few people in Xuantian Sect who can practice three seals.
Some people even only practice one seal and then practice boxing.
There is no other reason than that the Four Seals are too difficult to cultivate, and the requirements for understanding are extremely demanding.
Even he only knows the Vajra Seal and the Sky-Breaking Seal.
The Seal of Subduing Demons is somewhat incomprehensible, so why should I practice it?
But even the Demon-Subduing Seal should not be so terrifying in power. He had also seen his senior brother perform it in the sect.
"How can he master the Dragon-Tiger Fist better than me?"
For a moment, Bu Chen felt extremely painful and could not accept this result at all.
But Lin Yun didn't care about so much. The remaining power of the demon-subduing seal had not dissipated, and the sword's light was still there.
Taking advantage of the situation, the three of them were repelled by the power of Yi Yin. They gave a loud shout and chased after them.
"Conquer the demon with your sword and kill it!"
With the Seven Mysterious Steps, people passed by and left a trail of afterimages. Lin Yun, with the power of subduing demons, punched the one-eyed casual cultivator.
Bang!
The terrifying fist light contained vast sword intent, blasting the one-eyed cultivator to pieces on the spot, turning his body into a rain of blood that spilled down the valley.
"No……"
When the skinny cultivator saw Lin Yun looking towards him, his face turned pale with fright and his legs and feet became numb.
"Cut again!"
Lin Yun roared loudly like a song, his whole body resounding with sword intent, and struck the withered cultivator with another punch.
Bang!
The rain of blood that poured down the valley had not dissipated yet, and another round of more violent blood rain ushered in.
In the valley, hundreds of flowers are in full bloom, colorful and colorful, vying for beauty.
At this moment, the flowers were in ruins, all stained red with blood, leaving only this color.
"Blood Demon Slash, Wrath of Demons!"
Xue Feng, who had landed firmly on the ground, took advantage of Lin Yun's effort to kill two casual cultivators, his hair disheveled and looking crazy.
Holding a long sword with a cold glow, before Lin Yun could take a breath, he strode over, swung the sword and dropped it.
His eyes were blood red, and when the sword light fell, the evil energy all over his body condensed into a terrifying demonic figure, which also fell with the sword.
For a moment, the sky was filled with demon light and knife shadows roaring angrily, trying to engulf Lin Yun.
"Sideways!"
Lin Yun snorted coldly, stretched out his hand and grasped the Flower Burial Sword that flew out of the ancient sword box.
The moment his fingers clenched the hilt of the sword, a feeling of blood and life and death surged into his heart.
Wow!
Lin Yun drew his sword and came out, its clang making a sweet sound that resounded throughout the valley.
The blade of the sword is dazzling, the sword's intention is ringing endlessly, and countless bloody rose skateboarders, like a dream, float out and dance all over the sky.
Flowers are not flowers, mist is not mist.
Surrounded by flowers, Lin Yun's figure was blurred, giving rise to a hazy feeling, making it difficult to distinguish between true and false.
The blood peak rushed toward him, his slender eyes flashed with dim light. The anger of the demons was so great that they could not identify Lin Yun's exact figure. He was hesitant as he overdrafted the blood-colored evil energy that he had sacrificed with all his strength.
Floating clouds and nine heavens, eight deserts and six heavens!
He hesitated, but Lin Yun didn't hesitate at all. The sword was unsheathed like a thunderbolt, and Ba Jian was smoothly pulled out.
The endless domineering force makes the sword tremble, and its brilliance is like the sun, dazzling.
The toes are a little heavier, and the Seven Mysterious Steps are used to the extreme. The mysterious shadow disappears, and the bright sun is in the sky.
"So fast! You can't avoid this sword, but I have a fake treasure weapon, so I can use it to my advantage..."
Phew!
Xue Feng was still thinking of using a trick, and when the opponent was shocked to find that the sword light was blocked by the treasure armor, he would come back to fight back.
But the sword flashed without any hindrance, and cut him in half, including his body and armor.
"I said you will die before the sun sets!"
The last ray of sunset fell on the side of Lin Yun's face. He sheathed his sword and returned it to its sheath. The petals flying in the sky were gone and disappeared in an instant.
Flowers are not flowers, mist is not mist.
It comes like a spring dream in a short time, and goes like a morning cloud without finding a place.
Under the setting sun, the elegance left behind by the funeral sword is truly like a dream.
