Chapter 334: Listening to Thunder in a Silent Place
Chapter 335
"Sword slave Lin Yun, do you dare to fight me!"
Xuantian Zong Baiyu gave a cold shout, causing the Qiongtai Hall to fall silent.
The faces of the disciples of each sect showed a look of surprise, slightly shocked.
Although everyone was talking about Lin Yun before, they did so in private and did not put it on the table. Bai Yu, on the other hand, was completely merciless and scolded him bluntly.
There is no etiquette at all, and he doesn't look like a disciple of a large sect at all.
Chief, Mr. Liu Shang, who was sitting behind Princess Fenghua, frowned slightly and showed an unhappy look on his face.
He has exquisite orifices, but he can guess why Baiyu said this.
It's just because Lin Yun's cultivation level is lower than him. Just like the princess said, he has the right not to accept the challenge.
I did this deliberately just to anger Lin Yun and force him to fight."
"This young man looks pretty and handsome. I didn't expect him to be so cruel. He slapped him in the face in public and gave Lin Yun no chance to refuse."
"You've all been forced into this situation. You have to go for it even though you know you're going to lose."
"It is said that Lin Yunxiu's Dragon-Tiger Fist is very powerful, which makes the disciples of Xuantian Sect quite dissatisfied. Maybe Bai Yu did this under the instruction of the elder of Xuantian Sect."
"I am also dissatisfied that an outsider has mastered my sect's boxing skills so well. I am afraid that this time, I came prepared and planned to teach Lin Yun a lesson."
"It seems that Baiyu is full of confidence." I thought.
After being astonished, the disciples from all major sects in the hall all turned their attention to Lin Yun.
Let's see how he did it. Liu Yue sneered and looked at Yue Qing.
He is now in the limelight. He first made a thousand-year-old bell and phoenix fly into the sky, and then won the first place in the alliance battle. Many people have heard of his name.
But no one seems to be very optimistic about this battle.
Lin Yun didn't waste any time, put down his wine glass, put his sword case on his back and walked toward the center of the hall.
"Even if you still have a temper, you know what shame is. But you will definitely lose this battle. From the moment you practice the martial arts of my Dragon and Tiger Sect, you are destined to endure everything you have today!"
When Bai Yu saw Lin Yun approaching, she raised her head slightly, looking arrogant.
He is a prodigy that has not been produced in Xuantian Sect for a century. He and Lin Yun are not much different in age, and they are very competitive with each other. Last night, after the elders of the sect asked him to go on the field to deal with Lin Yun, he accepted the order happily without any hesitation.
"It's better not to test my temper... you'll regret it."
Lin Yun looked indifferent and said calmly.
"Do you think you can really compete with me with your half-assed Dragon and Tiger Fist? Haha, you have no idea how terrifying the Buddhist authentic Dragon and Tiger Fist is!"
Bai Yu laughed coldly, not taking Lin Yun too seriously.
"I don't need to use Dragon Tiger Fist to defeat you."
"Haha, with Xuantian Sect's inferiority, you don't even have a 10% chance of winning. If you want to beat my Xuantian Sect's Dragon Tiger Fist with swordsmanship, you don't even have to weigh how many pounds you have."
Bai Yu's eyes flashed with confidence and he said in a deep voice.
The bald elder of Xuantian Sect and the other senior brothers smiled and nodded slightly. This Bai Yu can actually talk. My Xuantian Sect's Dragon Tiger Fist is so powerful in the Qin Dynasty, and the swordsmanship of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion is comparable to it.
Bi, naturally not popular.
Xuantian Sect Wang Han smiled coldly and said lightly: "Okay, Junior Brother Bai, don't talk nonsense to him. Defeat him within three moves."
Three moves?
As soon as this statement came out, everyone seemed a little shocked.
No matter how Lin Yun was, he was still a rising star in Lingxiao Jiange. Although his cultivation level was one level weaker than Bai Yu's, he had at least won the first place in the Jiange Alliance Battle. His reputation was not in vain. Although they were more optimistic about Bai Yu in this battle.
However, you are a bit too crazy to say that you can defeat Lin Yun in three moves.
In the eyes of outsiders, the two of them should be between equals. Bai Yu wins because he comes prepared and has an advantage in cultivation. But no matter how you look at it, this advantage does not seem to be big enough for Bai Yu to win with three moves.
boom!
Without any warning, the sound of dragons roaring and tigers roaring suddenly sounded from Bai Yu's body. The dragons roared, the tiger roared like thunder, and the endless wind blew up from Bai Yu's body. The holy power of Buddhism continued to surge wildly.
"First move!"
The long gown moved automatically without wind, and the long hair fluttered in the wind. Bai Yu snorted coldly. He stepped hard on the ground with his soles, and a crack was created in the jade ground as hard as blue steel. He rushed over like a lightning arrow.
In mid-air, five fingers were clenched, and there were waves of roars of dragons and tigers, like a volcanic eruption, which continued and shocked people's eardrums.
The violent momentum was like a roaring mountain and a tsunami. As soon as he took action, everyone screamed in surprise.
"What a strong momentum!"
"This young man... doesn't look like the seventh level of Xuanwu at all. He really came prepared!"
"It's scary. This Baiyu is really powerful. No wonder Wang Han dares to say that he can win with three moves. With the momentum of this punch alone, even the disciples of the eighth level of Xuanwu dare not confront him head-on. I don't think three moves are necessary."
Too strong... As soon as Bai Yu took action, everyone woke up like a dream and understood why he was so crazy.
This young man indeed has arrogance.
When he finished walking ten steps and came to Lin Yun, he saw a vision of a leaping dragon and a tiger swallowing mountains and rivers. One dragon, one tiger, and two phantoms appeared behind him at the same time.
"Does a dragon walk like a tiger?"
Lin Yun did not dodge or avoid, but his calm and unhurried temperament suddenly became fierce.
Wave after wave of sword power emanated from his body like waves, and his whole body seemed to turn into a lake, a lake that reflected the clouds in the sky and reflected the light like a mirror.
The flowing water is invisible!
Lin Yun waved his hand and held the flower-burial sword tightly as it flew out of the sword case. When the fist light was about to attack him, he drew the sword out of its sheath.
rub!
The blade of the sword flashes with gleaming light, and the roses dance wildly, like a dream. The momentum of the sword is erratic, like water or clouds, without form or movement.
Click!
Like a dragon or a tiger, the punch that swallowed up mountains and rivers was clearly locked on Lin Yun. But the moment it fell, it happened to pass by, causing a strong wind in the sky. The wind picked up Lin Yun's long hair on his forehead, revealing a face that was as handsome and as calm as water.
face.
But the sword he thrust out was a scene of calmness, and suddenly a huge wave rose up into the sky. The waves were hundreds of feet high, roaring like a dragon, rolling in.
Bai Yu was shocked. He had never expected that Lin Yun's sword power was so strange. The punch just now had clearly hit, but when it was about to fall, the opponent swung lightly and slipped away as silently as running water.
past.
To an outsider, it looked like Lin Yun had avoided his punch even though he didn't move at all.
The flying sword made even more waves, and with the insistence of the sword's will, the sword's power was frighteningly strong.
"Hidden dragon and crouching tiger!"
But this Baiyu is quite impressive. His left hand turned into a dragon mountain, and his right hand turned into a tiger mountain. Facing this violent sword, he clenched his five fingers and violently collided with his fists.
Bang!
It's like a dragon mountain and a tiger mountain collided with each other, and merged into a mountain of dragons and tigers with an earth-shattering sound. There are dragons hidden under the mountain, crouching tigers on the top of the mountain, hidden dragons and tigers!
clang!
The most powerful defensive move in Dragon Tiger Fist blocked this fatal sword forcefully.
"Demon-Subduing Seal!"
Ignoring the surging sword power in his body, Bai Yu gritted his teeth and condensed the devil-subduing seal with his hands like lightning. Suddenly, golden light shone all over his body, and the Buddha's power was blazing. A Buddhist swastika mark was condensed on the back of his head, spinning continuously.
Lin Yun has practiced Dragon and Tiger Fist himself and knows how terrifying the defense of the Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger and the power of the Demon Subduing Seal are.
He didn't fight with him forcefully. He stretched out his arms and bent his right leg slightly, like a swallow touching the water. The sword force of the stormy waves was withdrawn as soon as he said it. The vast sword force suddenly became extremely weak, so weak that it was inaudible, like a thin wave.
The rain is silent, like the spring breeze blowing on the face, like the autumn water, coming slowly.
First, there was the strongest defensive Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, and then there was the extremely powerful Demon Subduing Seal. Bai Yu originally wanted to fight it quickly.
But his continuous offensive was like hitting cotton, unable to be used.
Before I knew it, the ten moves had passed.
The so-called defeating Lin Yun with three moves has quietly turned into a joke.
Everyone in the Xuantian Sect became nervous, staring at the battle situation. At the moment, all they could hope for was that Bai Yu would end the battle quickly and stop dragging it on.
In the hands of Bai Yu, the Dragon-Tiger Fist is performed superbly. It is like a dragon and a tiger, and its attack is unparalleled and violent. Every move is frightening.
But it is always impossible to truly
It hit Lin Yun, and in its strange and invisible sword power, it was unable to capture Lin Yun's true body.
Damn it, you're a dirty guy, a sword slave who only knows how to hide here and there.
In the midst of his rage, Bai Yu was completely unaware that the sword intent, like the spring breeze turning into rain, was quietly injected into his body bit by bit.
A strong defense had no effect at all.
Still chasing and fighting fiercely, feeling that I have the upper hand and my opponent will just run around.
But is Lin Yun really just running?
His body is like a stream, thin and long, and his sword is like a fallen flower, rising and falling with the waves. A leaf shakes and falls in the mist and rain, and the flower falls by itself and the water flows by itself.
Bai Yu's initial blow was endless, but after more than ten moves, the sword power left in his body continued to gather from his limbs and bones, and from everywhere in his body, like the confluence of hundreds of rivers.
When he woke up, the sword intent scattered everywhere was rising like a river, which could not be ignored or stopped.
Whoops!
Lin Yun floated lightly and landed firmly on the ground. His sleeves were as long as clouds. He turned his hand and shook his hand. The sword body was seamed together and finally inserted into the scabbard.
"You lost."
Following the sound of the sword being sheathed, Lin Yun looked calm and spoke softly.
Phew!
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Yu's expression kept changing, and without any warning, he spat out a mouthful of blood. The roar of dragons and tigers suddenly stopped, and his face turned horribly pale.
"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"
Bai Yu's face was frighteningly pale, his eyes looked extremely unwilling, and he asked with some difficulty.
"It's just a third-rate swordsmanship. It's more than enough to beat you. After all... you're not even as good as a third-rate swordsman."
After Lin Yun finished speaking, he turned around alone without even looking at Bai Yu.
Snap!
This silent slap was so loud that Bai Yu felt his face was burning. He used to be a third-rate swordsman in Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, but now after his disastrous defeat, he was rewarded by Lin Yun.
There is nothing more embarrassing than this.
The elders and disciples of Xuantian Sect looked extremely ugly and could no longer laugh. Especially, Wang Han, who was shouting about defeating Lin Yun with three moves, felt as if he had eaten shit.
Xinyan held her chin with her right hand, Shui Lingling looked at Lin Yun with her eyes, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and her charming face had a charming arc, her smile was like a flower, but more moving than flowers.
"You are looking for death!"
Bai Yu couldn't hide his anger. Lin Yun's words were worse than a third-rate one. It hurt him deeply and made him unable to control his anger.
But he completely forgot that with his initial provocative words, he publicly scolded Lin Yun as a sword slave.
Hearing the screams, Bai Yu got angry and punched Lin Yun hard on the back of the head.
This punch was powerful and heavy, heading towards the vital point without any reservation.
If it is hit, the consequences are unimaginable.
But no one expected that Lin Yun's figure flickered and turned around like lightning. The seemingly temperless young man had an astonishing murderous look between his brows, which was so cold that it made people shudder.
The power of the dragon and elephant filled his body, and he heard the holy sound, as if an ancient war cauldron made a loud noise.
He clenched his five fingers into a fist and blasted it out like lightning.
After punching out, he withdrew his hand and stood up. Bai Yu's fist was only less than half an inch away from Lin Yun's forehead. But this half-inch distance was like a chasm, insurmountable.
Because a fist mark appeared on his chest. At first, this fist mark was only shallow, and then gradually deepened, as if invisible power was constantly penetrating deep.
In Lin Yun's indifferent expression, the fist mark continued to increase by one inch, two inches, three inches...
Finally, it completely penetrated Bai Yu's entire chest, and a fist-shaped hole suddenly appeared in the blood spatter.
"I said, don't test my temper, you will regret it."
As soon as the words fell, Bai Yu was like a sandbag, and the force contained in the fist was violently blown away. The scattered blood bloomed like flowers, and he collapsed to the ground like a dead dog.
Hear thunder in a silent place, see flowers in a colorless place.
At this time, the Qiongtai Hall was silent, but everyone who saw this scene felt as if thunder exploded in their hearts. They were completely stunned, stunned, and speechless.
The ending that no one expected came out of the blue and was a bit unacceptable.
