When Jing Jue appeared, neither Lin Yun nor Shui Wuhen was surprised.
When the other party appeared, the two people fighting noticed his presence.
It's just a fight, and at the critical moment, they can't free up their hands.
Neither of them drew their swords. A large part of the reason was because they were concerned about Jing Jue's existence.
Seeing Shui Wuhen being injured, Jing Jue secretly changed his mind and showed up in advance.
As he said, there was no other rising star in the Great Qin Empire who could compare with Lin Yun. While practicing Dragon Tiger Fist and Dragon Elephant Fighting Style, he also had a deadly swordsmanship.
For hundreds of years, the empire's geniuses have emerged one after another without interruption.
On the stage of the Dragon Gate Competition, there has never been a shortage of dazzling protagonists. But there is no one, absolutely none, who can learn so many martial arts and reach such a high level like Lin Yun.
Whether it is Dragon Tiger Fist or Dragon Elephant Fighting Technique, if you master one skill, you can run rampant in the empire.
But Lin Yun, who practiced both and combined with his swordsmanship, actually found an unprecedented path.
Jing Jue felt a little afraid in his heart, afraid of the terrifying pressure that the other party would bring after he truly grew up.
He has already obtained the sword and is not too eager for the sword in the ninth level.
In comparison, he was more concerned about getting rid of Lin Yun directly in the ninth floor. The ownership of the sword was just enough to blackmail Shui Wuhen. Such a plan would kill two birds with one stone.
Now was the perfect time for him to show up, and Shui Wuhen had no reason to refuse.
Indeed, as he thought, Shui Wuhen, who was currently injured, had to accept it no matter how arrogant he was.
"You showed up just in time."
Shui Wuhen looked at the other party thoughtfully, smiled to himself, and then said: "I accept your help."
Bang!
In the main hall, Jing Jue took the lead in launching an attack, and his figure flickered. The true energy and evil energy in his body condensed, and an arrogant bloody knife burst out. The bloody sword disappeared in a flash, and flew towards Lin Yun.
"I hope neither of you will regret the decision you made!"
Anger flashed in Lin Yun's eyes. He rarely got angry, but now he was really angry.
Both Jing Jue and Shui Wuhen have comparable strength to him, and they even joined forces to deal with him in the ninth level.
Very good, then in today’s battle, don’t blame him for being ruthless with his sword.
In a moment of thought, half a step of innate sword intent roared up, filled with sharp energy. It was like a peerless sword coming out of its sheath, cold, ruthless, cruel and bloody.
Mu Xiuhan killed many people, but countless Xiao Xiao died under his Lin Yun sword.
Don't think of him as Lin Yun, he really has no temper!
"sword!"
At the moment of beckoning, Lin Yun grasped the flower-burial sword that popped out of the box behind him, and the feeling of blood connection filled his heart. Infused with the majestic true energy, he drew the sword out of its sheath, and the sword body with cold light slashed at him in an instant.
On the flying terrifying blade.
Tsk!
Amidst the sound of gold and stone breaking, the power of this sword was so powerful that it chopped the bloody blade condensed with evil spirit and true energy into pieces on the spot.
Before it was over, the remaining sword power roared away.
After Jing Jue's palm shattered, his face changed slightly and he took three full steps back.
This Lin Yun's strength is much stronger than he imagined.
"Shui Wuhen, there is no need to guard against me. If you don't use your Yanyun sword skill, I'm afraid you won't have the chance to do it again."
Jing Jue said with an indifferent expression. As he spoke, the evil energy mixed with his true energy burst out. The bloody evil energy that enveloped him condensed into a sharp long knife. The bloody evil energy contained the cold aura of ruthlessness and hatred. At a glance,
It's shocking to go.
"As you wish, smoke and clouds are everywhere!"
A long sword suddenly appeared in Shui Wuhen's hand. He accidentally released the sword and pulled it out of its sheath. The vast sword intention turned into boundless smoke and clouds, and the figure was divided into four. Each sword fell with nine traces of truth and falsehood.
It is also like the misty sword light in the smoke.
For a moment, his whole body was filled with sword power like clouds, which continued continuously. It looked like endless sword light, turning into a vast sea of clouds, gathering from all directions, and overwhelmingly rushed towards Lin Yun.
The power of this sword perfectly demonstrates the subtleties of Yanyun's sword technique.
boom!
Jing Jue also didn't hold back. When the evil energy gathered to its peak, he drew his sword out of its sheath.
I saw a majestic and domineering blood-colored sword light, with a strange and evil aura, mixed with Shui Wuhen's vast sword force, and shrouded Lin Yun towards him.
For a moment, the two of them each used their killing moves, and without any hesitation, they headed towards Lin Yun.
The scene is so dangerous that no matter who is deep inside, they will feel a sense of despair.
With his long hair fluttering, Lin Yun tightly held the sword in his hand. At this moment, he had nothing else to focus on, and all he could think about was the sword in his hand.
With a heart towards the sword, there is no fear of life or death!
He pushed half a step of innate sword intent to the limit, and purple sword light filled the whole body. The sword swung with the body of the sword, and the power of the water and moon sword turned into a cold sword light, facing the sea of clouds falling all over the sky, and the shrouded
Bloody light, vent to your heart’s content.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang...
Sparks flew everywhere, and the sound of weapons clashing continued continuously. The thrilling battle was like a huge wave accompanied by a violent storm, and there was never a moment of calm.
The fierce and cruel battle lasted for half a quarter of an hour. The true energy surged in the air, the sword energy was everywhere, the sword was invisible, and blood spattered everywhere.
suddenly……
Lin Yun's eyes flashed, and his whole body suddenly condensed into a purple battle armor that outlined an ancient dragon elephant.
The battle armor appeared and wrapped it perfectly. He didn't dodge or dodge, and he withstood Jing Jue's sword.
Click!
The power of the blood-red blade was astonishing. With one strike, it split the armor into pieces and exploded numerous cracks.
But this knife did not hurt Lin Yun after all, and Jing Jue himself was also shocked back.
The light of the bright moon!
Lin Yun took this opportunity, flicked his wrist, and the sword light shattered the continuous clouds. He forced Shui Wuhen out of the sea of clouds. His sword seemed to have calculated everything accurately, almost at the moment when the opponent had just forced his body out.
A bright moon-like sword light struck Shui Wuhen like lightning.
"Damn it!"
Shui Wuhen's expression changed drastically. He was unable to react to the sudden change. This sword was bound to hit, and the damage would be closed if it hit. The only thing he could do was to try to reduce his injuries after being hit by this sword.
There was a flash of lightning, and without any time to think, he swung his sword several times to meet him.
Bang!
But the sword light as magnificent as the bright moon could not be resisted by the sword light that he swung out in a hurry. His sword light was shattered like ashes, and the whole body of the sword collapsed. The moonlight was as fierce and powerful as fire, and the water was invincible.
The traces were buried in it, burning like a torrent of flames.
Jing Jue, who was the first to land, had a strange light flash in his eyes, secretly saying that it was dangerous.
Fortunately, Lin Yun's sword was aimed at Shui Wuhen, otherwise he would not have had time to react when he was knocked away.
Whoops!
Shui Wuhen walked out from the bright moon-like sword force. His whole body was covered in scars, his white clothes were stained with blood, and he looked extremely embarrassed.
The two of them looked at Lin Yun, both shocked and completely unexpected.
With one against two, he still didn't gain much advantage, and was even counterattacked by the opponent.
"The frost is thousands of miles away!"
But before they could take a breath, Lin Yun used his killer move again.
The Burial Flower Sword was in his hand, and when he waved it with his backhand, the sharp sword light was like a sudden cold wind.
, like a plum blossom blooming in the winter snow.
The highest and most proud, the most yin and cold!
The sword seemed to be light and fluttery, but it carried the chill of thunder, as if the bright sky suddenly entered the winter with flying snowflakes.
Click, click, click!
As far as the eye can see, wherever the sword moves, everything is frozen, without exception.
Shui Wuhen and Jing Jue, each with their true energy surging, blocked their swords in front of them. Although they were not frozen, when their true energy touched the cold sword, they exploded in an instant. Each of them vomited.
Blood was spit out and flew out.
With the heart of the sword, move forward bravely!
Lin Yun's whole body was as powerful as fire. There was no fear or timidity in his eyes. He held a sword in one hand and ran wildly in the hall.
Bang bang bang!
As he ran, the vast force of the sword turned into a huge wave like a surging river, roaring away.
Shui Wuhen and Jing Jue, who fell to the ground, were forced to breathe hard in front of this huge wave.
It was somewhat difficult to resist, gritting my teeth to hold on, my confidence crumbling little by little.
One sword reaches the nine heavens, one sword sweeps away Liuhe, one sword sweeps across the wilderness, and one sword cuts through the floating clouds.
Floating clouds and nine heavens, eight deserts and six heavens!
Without giving the opponent any luck, Lin Yun, who was running wildly, bursting with endless domineering energy, sacrificed his domineering sword.
Bang!
As bright as the sun, the dazzling sword light defeated the opponent's last confidence. The two of them were almost cut into two pieces by the sword light. Their chest ribs were broken, and cracks exploded in their internal organs. They were severely injured on the ground and kicked extremely heavily.
gas.
A jade slip appeared in the hands of both of them at the same time, but just when they were about to hold it.
Seeing Mo's cold gaze, he shuddered involuntarily and stopped crushing the jade slip.
"Want to leave? It's not impossible, just leave your storage bags."
Lin Yun sneered, forcing him almost to a desperate situation, and still wanted to leave calmly in front of him?
impossible!
Shui Wuheng gritted his teeth and said, "Lin Yun, there's no need to be so desperate. When your senior sister and senior brother met me on the sixth floor, I didn't push them to a dead end."
While speaking, Shui Wuheng took out a bottle of Hanyundan from the storage bag.
Its purpose is self-evident.
"I hope you didn't lie to me."
Taking the medicine bottle into his hand, Lin Yun looked at the other person and nodded slightly.
Shui Wuheng breathed a sigh of relief, crushed the jade slip, and disappeared into the ninth floor of the palace, shrouded in light and with a deep sense of reluctance.
"You'd better die on the tenth floor and don't come out!"
Jing Jue looked indifferent and threw out the storage bag at his waist, while crushing the jade slip in his hand.
In his storage bag, there is an ancient sword, which is as valuable as the swords in these nine levels.
The moment he was thrown out, his heart felt like a mouthful of flesh had been dug out. The pain of losing his beloved was beyond words.
"Don't worry, I will definitely let you down."
Lin Yun waved, sucked the other person's storage bag into his hand, and said calmly.
…
In the Wasteland of Nirvana, two figures appeared one after the other in the Black Lotus Formation.
"Jing Jue!"
"Shui Wuhen!"
The elders of Qijue Castle and Moyue Villa immediately exclaimed, and their expressions were startled when they saw the horrific scars on their bodies.
After waiting for a long time, no third figure appeared in the wasteland.
"Only Lin Yun is left, and it is Lingxiao Jiange who has the last laugh."
Undoubtedly, it was Lin Yun from Jiange who defeated Shui Wuhen and Jing Jue with one against two, becoming the biggest winner in the Black Lotus Palace.
The sword wounds on Shui Wuhen and Jing Jue's bodies are enough to explain everything.