Three hundred and sixtieth chapters one sword thing
Chapter 363
The sudden appearance of Lin Yun made the two disciples of the Demon Flame Sect flash in their eyes with surprise, but it seemed that he was only at the early stage of the eighth level of Xuanwu.
The look in his eyes immediately became arrogant, and he snorted coldly: "People from Lingxiao Sword Pavilion dare to do things to our Demon Flame Sect."
"Be wise and get out now, otherwise I will break every inch of your bones, and then use the fire of the demon to burn every piece of your skin, and let you taste all the torture methods of my Demon Flame Sect."
The two of them looked at Lin Yun with disdain and smiled coldly.
The young man in gray clothes who was at the ninth level of Xuanwu behind him had displeasure in his eyes and said lightly: "A disciple of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, kill him right away. Why are you talking so much nonsense? Just do it."
"Very good, I don't like nonsense either."
The look in Lin Yun's eyes was sharp and wanton, and half a step of innate sword intent suddenly broke out in an instant.
Scattered fallen leaves on the ground rose up into the sky for no reason, like sharp blades, whistling non-stop. Under the flamboyant sword intent and the violent wind, Lin Yun raised his hand and drew the sword out of its sheath. There was a sword light that could not be described in words,
And suddenly blooming among the fallen leaves all over the sky.
It was like the bright moon in the sky falling on Lin Yun, as if he was originally a bright moon. Now that the dust is gone, it shines thousands of miles away, making thousands of miles of mountains and rivers picturesque. There is undying pride and unquenchable blood in the painting.
Water Moon Sword Technique, Bright Moon Light!
Under the light of the sword, which was comparable to the light of the bright moon, the two disciples of the Demon Flame Sect were so frightened that their faces turned pale. They had no time to react, but under the light of the bright moon, the two disciples of the Demon Flame Sect turned into a mass of blood mist on the spot, screaming in agony.
There was no time to send it out.
The young man in gray clothes a little further behind had a look of extreme astonishment in his eyes. In a panic, he quickly gathered his true energy to resist the sword light.
But this sword light roared away, upright, upright, and the majestic light shone with the moon. In an instant, he was blown away. The condensed body protection essence was crushed into powder by the sword light, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"hateful……"
After the young man in gray clothes stood up, he was furious and rushed towards Lin Yun quickly.
Wow!
He just managed to take three steps, and seven or eight rays of sword light erupted from his body from the inside out. His eyes widened, and he fell down unwillingly amid the blood spattering.
Just because Ling Yan, who is from the same sect, can block his bright moon light and not die, it doesn't mean that others can do the same.
What's more, the Lin Yun now is no longer the Lin Yun who fought with Ling Yan that day. His strength has more than doubled.
He sheathed his sword and hid in the dark to seal off the wilderness. Seeing such a scene, he was extremely shocked.
He could also kill the three people from the Demon Flame Sect, but to Lin Yun, who raised his sword and crushed them mercilessly, he thought he couldn't do it.
With a thought, he immediately gave up any plans to fight with Lin Yun. It was better not to mess with this person.
Thinking like this, a smile appeared on Feng Ye's face, he stood up and landed next to Lin Yun, saying, "Boy, what are you going to do with this woman?"
Lin Yun turned around and saw Liu Yue, who was half-clothed, looking at him in panic.
The look in his eyes was a mix of shock, panic, and a hint of disbelief.
call!
With a tap on the storage bag, Lin Yun threw out a coat to cover his body.
"Let's go."
Turning around, he pulled Feng Ye away and left straight away.
"Boy, what are you doing to me? I haven't seen enough yet..."
Feng Ye's eyes were wandering around Liu Yue's body, and he roared in dissatisfaction when Lin Yun pulled him away.
Liu Yue stood up and grabbed the coat thrown by Lin Yun, with a complicated look on her face, and then shouted: "Lin Yun!"
"What's the matter?"
Lin Yun paused slightly and did not turn around.
"Thank you."
Three very simple words, but for Liu Yue, they were extremely complicated and even difficult to say.
"What a thank you for a sword."
Lin Yun waved his hand and continued walking forward.
Although there was some grudge between Liu Yue and him, she was still a woman. When faced with such a thing, a man should stand up immediately and not hesitate.
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When a man walks in the world, magnanimity is the most important thing. If you are a young man, kill him.
Liu Yue, who was behind him, looked slightly startled after hearing this. It was just a matter of a sword.
Or, many humiliations and grievances that seem huge to him are just a matter of a sword in his eyes.
I feel sorry for myself, but I am so entangled and unforgettable.
But she never expected that when she was most desperate and helpless, she would come to the rescue unexpectedly.
A few more days passed, and the distance to the black lotus light pillar became closer and closer. The number of sect disciples encountered on the road gradually increased, and everyone was wary of each other, but no one had any plans to take action.
They appear to be very cautious. Apparently they don't want to conflict and waste energy before the Black Lotus Palace is opened.
If the treasure palace is opened, it would undoubtedly be extremely stupid to drag a seriously injured body in.
After getting closer, I discovered that this black beam of light shrouded a vast cold lake. The surface of the lake had no waves, the water was calm, and it was so calm that it was scary.
Under the light, only the outline of a treasure palace can be seen, and no details can be seen.
Rub rub rub rub!
Seeing that they would be close to the Black Lotus Lake in two days, a group of people rushed towards Lin Yun and Feng Ye.
After getting closer, I realized that none of them were disciples of the Hundred Beast Sect. Like Feng Ye, they were rough-looking and tall and strong.
Feng Ye grinned and said, "My disciples from the Hundred Beasts Sect are really strong. Not even one of them died in this secret realm of the Demonic Lotus."
In the Magic Lotus Secret Realm, the death rate is extremely high. Countless sect disciples have been wiped out, and not a single one of them is left dead.
It is indeed not easy for the Hundred Beast Sect to keep all members intact.
"Senior brother, who is this guy?"
Several disciples from the Hundred Beast Sect greeted Feng Ye excitedly, but their eyes fell on Lin Yun with confusion.
Feng Ye's eyes flashed with light and he said with a smile: "This is senior brother, the new little brother."
"Tsk, tsk, senior brother, your vision is not good, the younger brother you have recruited seems not very strong?"
"It's really not that good. He's only at the early stage of the eighth level of Xuanwu. What's your name? Tell us."
Several people looked at Lin Yun carelessly and unscrupulously.
Feng Ye saw the half-smiling look on Lin Yun's face and quickly stopped him. He looked at Lin Yun and said, "You kid, please leave quickly. It's best not to run into me again in the Black Lotus Palace."
After being robbed by Lin Yun, he felt a little unhappy after all.
Now that fellow sect members are gathering together, they can think of the scene of Lin Yun killing three Demon Flame Sect disciples with one sword, and they still feel a little nervous and dare not take action rashly.
Lin Yun glanced at Feng Ye thoughtfully, smiled lightly, and turned to leave.
Feng Ye was quite sensible and didn't take action against him, otherwise he would have had no choice but to go on a killing spree.
At the moment, the Black Lotus Palace is surrounded by elites from all directions. I am afraid that the brothers from the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion are also nearby and would just take this opportunity to join them.
Beside the vast Black Lotus Lake, disciples from all the major sects are recharging their energy, waiting for the black light to dissipate and the treasure palace to appear.
Even if there were any grudges between each other, they would tolerate it for the time being and not take action.
But on the shore, there was still a fight going on fiercely, attracting the attention of all parties and watching with interest.
Three disciples wearing Hunyuan Sect costumes besieged one person, their fists were surging, and their sword shadows were crisscrossing.
The man who was surrounded had extremely good swordsmanship, and his sword power was unparalleled. His Scorching Sun Sword Skill was astonishing, and the sword light blooming all over his body was like the scorching sun. The sword light condensed and was bright and dazzling.
Even if placed in the Demon Lotus Secret Realm where there are many masters, such strength is enough to run rampant and kill everyone.
It's a pity...the three people who surrounded him were equally impressive.
He is a core disciple of the Hunyuan Sect, and his cultivation level is the same as his own, at the ninth level of Xuanwu. His whole body is full of energy and blood, like an ancient beast, and his fists explode like ancient battle cauldrons violently colliding.
With three against one, the advantage is very obvious.
"Hehe, he is a disciple of Hunyuan Sect and Lingxiao Sword Pavilion..."
"These two sects are really at odds with each other.
Head, the Black Lotus Palace is about to be opened, and after meeting, there will still be a fight."
"That swordsman seems to be Chen Xuanjun from Lingxiao Sword Pavilion. I'm afraid he has already mastered the Burning Sun Sword Technique."
"But there is still no way to escape death. The Hunyuan Sect is fighting three against one. There is no way to survive in a group fight."
Many disciples of the sects were happy to see the core masters of the two sects fighting against each other. It would be best if both sides suffered losses and perished together. In this way, the opening of the treasure palace would virtually eliminate several competitors.
"Zhang Yan, Zhao Quan, Xiao Ming, you Hunyuan Sect people, are you all so despicable? If you like to fight with more and less, if you have the ability to fight with me one on one!"
Chen Xuanjun looked gloomy and shouted coldly.
"Hey, Chen Xuanjun, please stop nagging. What kind of morality do you need to deal with the people of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion?"
"One on one? Chen Xuanjun, what you think is quite beautiful."
"Don't blame me for being cruel, blame you for your poor swordsmanship at Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, blame yourself for not being good at learning!"
The three core disciples of Hunyuan Sect showed disdain on their faces and ignored Chen Xuanjun's provocation at all, refusing to be fooled by him.
Why bother with one-on-one matters that can be solved by beating each other up? Wouldn't it be a big loss if you die by the opponent's sword?
The three of them calculated this deal quite clearly.
"Scorching Sun Sword, Light of the Sun!"
Facing these three core disciples of the Hunyuan Sect, whose strength was only slightly inferior to his own, Chen Xuanjun circulated his true energy to the extreme. The vast sword power condensed around him, and a sword light as bright as the sun burst out, and the sword light surged.
, there is a feeling of being suppressed by the bright sun.
Surprise flashed in the eyes of Zhang Yan and the others, obviously they did not expect that Chen Xuanjun was so powerful.
However, they didn't panic. They each sneered and stood side by side.
When the sword light was about to fall, the ancient dragon-elephant power filled his whole body, and he roared loudly at the same time.
Yanyun Fist, burning with rage!
The three of them were filled with the power of dragons and elephants, and burned without any warning, condensing into a vast sea of clouds. Shrouded in smoke and clouds, the fierce power of their fists was like an angry and violent flame that kept burning and boiling.
When the three of them took off into the air, they unexpectedly developed the momentum of a galloping dragon and horse, heading straight towards the bright sword light.
Bang bang bang!
The violent fist light bombarded the sword light, causing repeated explosions in the air. The bright sword force appeared and gradually cracked.
Click!
After a moment, the sword light shattered suddenly, Chen Xuanjun spat out blood and was injured.
In the competition of true energy alone, the gap is too big after all.
Even though his swordsmanship was amazing, there was nothing he could do to make up for it and he was unable to save his life.
Zhang Yan and the others looked cold, their eyes filled with coldness: "Chen Xuanjun, you are unlucky today. I haven't met Lin Yun, so I can only operate on you first. Don't worry, after you die, your junior brothers and sisters will go down and give you surgery."
To accompany you."
"Don't even think about it!"
Chen Xuanjun got up in anger, but as soon as he got up, he was punched again and his ribs were broken.
"Go to hell!"
With a ferocious smile on his lips, Zhang Yan rose into the air, trying to land another punch.
Whoops!
Just between the electric light and flint, a long sword pierced the air and fell into the air.
Bang!
Zhang Yan's fist struck the sword, and with the overwhelming sword intent, it actually knocked him away.
Sonorous!
The end of the long sword was half an inch into the ground, and the sword kept trembling. The sound of the sword was so sharp and deafening that it continued and echoed in all directions.
"What a strong sword spirit!"
Not only the three members of the Hunyuan Sect, but also the disciples of other nearby sects, all had shocked looks in their eyes when they heard the clanging sword sound.
Who is it?
Several people quickly looked up and saw a young man wearing a green robe and carrying a sword box slowly walking towards them under the dim sky.
The young man raised his eyebrows. On the wasteland with endless yellow sand, there seemed to be a sunrise rising like fire.
