The beauty of a moment is nothing if not used. Once it is used, there will be no way out if the true energy is exhausted.
But this power was equally astonishing and terrifying. As soon as they raised their hands, the two demon leaders knelt down in front of Lin Yun.
Even the martial spirit he had just sacrificed was too late to be used, and he was seriously injured and passed out.
At the edge of the sword tomb, Ye Xiu, who was severely injured by Lin Yun's divine sword and was forced to abstain. He took in a breath of cold air, his throat rumbled, and a deep fear flashed in his eyes.
If he were still present, I'm afraid the outcome would be the same.
On the vast sword tomb, the forest clouds within a thousand meters seemed to have been washed away by heavy rain, and they were spotless, and the blood spirit and ghost fire completely crushed them in an instant.
Thousands of meters away, the flames were still rising and burning.
The true energy in his body was completely depleted, and endless fatigue and previously suppressed injuries surged in from all directions like a flood.
Lin Yun spat out blood, and his body shook slightly. His face was pale, and his eyeballs were bloodshot. His whole body was weak and weak. After the alliance had fought to this point, Lin Yun was really at the end of his rope and had no fighting power left.
But everyone was watching, and everyone looked at him with awe.
"The alliance war is over, Lin Yun is number one!"
Elder Luo Feng's rich voice came from the sky, and bursts of exclamations suddenly sounded on the scene. This alliance battle was full of ups and downs. No one expected that the one who really laughed at the end would be Lin Yun.
A young man who has only been in the clan for half a year and is under eighteen.
On the Cloud Observation Platform, many of the alliance's big bosses looked unhappy. Especially Wang Yan from the Gentlemen's Alliance, whose face turned blue with anger, remained silent, and his teeth were chattering.
After exhausting all their efforts and resources, even Chu Haoyu came over.
As a result, in this alliance battle, not only did he fail to kill Lin Yun, but he also allowed the opponent to take first place. In the first round of the alliance battle, he issued a wanted order for Lin Yun. Now that he thinks about it, it is really a huge humiliation.
After spending so much money to track down Lin Yun's whereabouts, in the end I could only watch my opponent take first place.
Take away the treasure, win the reward, and enjoy the much-anticipated glory.
Is it over?
Hearing Elder Luo Feng's voice, Lin Yun breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face. He had worked hard all the way to the end, and he was very satisfied with the result.
Since you have decided to fight, you must fight for first place.
boom!
Suddenly, without any warning, two blood-flame ghost spirits sprang out from the vast sword mound. After a roar, they leapt out of the flames with a roar and charged towards the only living creature on the sword mound.
The scene was suddenly filled with exclamations, and many people's expressions changed drastically. It was obvious that they were a little overwhelmed.
A strange light flashed in Bai Ting's eyes, and he said with a smile: "Interesting, the blood flame ghost spirit was actually born again. Lin Yun's palm just now seemed to have touched the sealing formation of the underground flame veins."
Whoosh!
Luo Feng's face changed slightly, and with a flash of his body, he was ready to go down and rescue him. But Bai Ting, how could he miss this rare moment in front of him?
When he saw the opportunity, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he stopped in front of Luo Feng with a smile: "It seems that God's will is like this, Luo Gui, don't force yourself."
Bang!
"Get out of here!"
During the dispute between the two, an extremely violent aura appeared on the sword mound, but Xinyan rushed forward in the blink of an eye. The sword light was unsheathed, her cold face was covered with frost, and the strength of the eighth level of Xuanwu suddenly unfolded.
With a loud shout, Xinyan fired two swords in a row, blasting the two blood-flame ghosts to pieces on the spot.
The terrifying strength of the eighth level Xuanwu was clearly demonstrated, and this was the end of a false alarm.
Sheathing the sword, Xinyan turned around and came to Lin Yun. Looking at Lin Yun who was covered in bruises and looked weak, her eyes felt extremely painful.
"Sister, this is for you."
Seeing Xinyan's arrival, Lin Yun was quite happy. He squeezed out a smile and took out the red flame battle flag tied to his back.
Xinyan's eyes were a little wet, so naturally she wouldn't accept it and said softly: "Don't lie, I will take you out."
After speaking, he went straight forward, carried him on his back, and led him away from the sword tomb step by step.
Lying on Xinyan's back, Lin Yun held the red flame war flag. With his mind relaxed, his consciousness gradually blurred and he whispered: "Sister Xinyan, you saved my life again..."
"What are you talking about? If you say this again, I will throw you down."
"Well, don't tell me."
A smile appeared on Lin Yun's face. He could no longer hold on, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
Feeling Lin Yun's heavy breathing on her back, a rare soft smile appeared on Xin Yan's cold face. Her smile was as charming as a flower, but it was very different from the way she had violently killed two blood-flame ghosts before.
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"This guy is really lucky..."
"Yes, the most beautiful woman in our Lingxiao Sword Pavilion is known as the Blood Rose. She has killed countless lustful people with her sword. She has a fierce reputation. Who dares to take advantage of her? Now in public, she does not shy away from suspicion.
Carry Lin Yun out of the sword tomb."
"Damn it, this guy has only been in the sect for half a year. Our senior sister Xinyan is about to fall..."
Such a scene was also beyond everyone's expectations, and many people were speechless. There was a trace of jealousy in Lin Yun's eyes, and he felt disappointed. It was much better than Lin Yun winning the first place in the alliance battle.
"Haha, why are you jealous? If you have the ability, you can also win the first place in the alliance battle and give the red flame battle flag to Senior Sister Xinyan."
"Yes, if I were Senior Sister Xinyan, I would also be willing to carry him out."
Facing the complaints from many male disciples, the female disciples in the Jiange seemed a little dissatisfied. However, it caused some minor disturbances, which eased the tense atmosphere of the alliance war a lot.
Liu Yue, who was sitting in the VIP seat on the cloud viewing platform, had a cold look on her pretty face.
Before the alliance battle, it was widely rumored that Lin Yun could not even survive the first round and would definitely die in the second round. But she saw it from beginning to end. In the first round, Lin Yun changed his name to Zhong Yunxiao and won a huge bet for Luo Feng, killing everyone.
His face was all slapped.
In the second round, he was overwhelmed as soon as he started, and three of the top ten people on the list joined forces.
When it comes to the most powerful showdown, Lin Yun is one against three, with boundless style, and dominates the entire field.
This... was not the alliance battle she wanted to see at all. She had worked so hard to come here and was not expecting this outcome.
He stood up angrily and said hello to the elders around him. Before turning back, he took a deep look at Lin Yun on Xinyan's back, with a rather complicated look on his face.
"Damn it, sooner or later I will deal with you."
The more she looked, the angrier she became. Liu Yue cursed in her heart and didn't want to stay any longer.
Some people are depressed, and naturally some people are happy.
At the edge of the sword tomb, Lin Qiushan and others obviously belonged to the latter group, with faint smiles on their faces.
But Li Wuyou said pitifully: "Boss, you are really lucky. When will the senior sister be able to carry Xiao Wuyou on her back?"
Lin Yan chuckled. She found that Li Wuyou was indeed very funny and not serious. But in the blink of an eye, she said with some worry: "Sister, do you think there will be no problem with Brother Lin's injury?"
At the end of the alliance war, Lin Yun was in first place. No one could compete with him, but his blue shirt was stained with blood and he was covered in scars, so he won quite heroically.
Lin Qiushan said thoughtfully: "It shouldn't be a problem. After all, he has trained the dragon-elephant combat body and cannot be viewed by ordinary people. However, it is not easy to recover. Chu Haoyu and Chang Hao stabbed him with two swords.
It’s fatal.”
After Lin Yan heard this, a smile appeared on his face again.
Those two swords stabbed Lin Yun, a thin line between life and death. As long as he slowed down even half a step, the sword light would penetrate him on the spot.
Fortunately, he endured the severe pain and drove the two people away on the spot, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
Lin Yun won the first place in this alliance battle without any luck.
All the elders and disciples who watched from beginning to end admired Lin Yun for being number one in the alliance battle.
But when Lin Yun Youyou woke up, it was already three days later.
He was sleeping so deeply that it was difficult for him to open his eyes. In his field of vision, the blurry scene in the room gradually became clearer, but unexpectedly he discovered that it was not his residence in Luojia Mountain.
The clean room is filled with a faint fragrance, which makes you feel refreshed and refreshed.
A quick glance revealed that the fragrance came from the burning incense burner on the table, and the spices in it were probably very valuable.
Next to the incense burner, there is an ancient battle flag like a spear, imprinted with mysterious spiritual patterns. Occasionally, there is a flash of light, like a dazzling star. The light is fleeting, but it contains terrifying and astonishing power, which makes people palpitate.
Endless.
Strange, isn’t this the red flame battle flag?
Lin Yun took a clear look and found that the ancient battle flag next to the incense burner was indeed the reward for being the first in the alliance battle.
Immediately, I lifted the quilt, walked over quickly, and held it in my hand. It was indeed right.
It was indeed the red flame war flag. He couldn't help but look around, with doubts in his heart.
"Boy, you woke up quickly enough!"
A hearty smile came from outside the house. Lin Yun looked back and saw a middle-aged Confucian scholar pushing open the door and entering.
It is none other than Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, the first of the four protectors, Protector Mei!
