The dragon-scaled horse burst out with astonishing momentum in an instant, and its golden hair shone brightly as it roared. The dragon-scaled guards on the horse each held a spear, and the spears breathed out biting cold light.
The eight spears combined with the terrifying aura of the dragon-scaled horse burst out with sharp energy, like eight mad dragons.
As it broke through the air, the tip of the gun trembled as sharply as a roar, extremely harsh.
Everything happened in a flash of lightning, and in just a moment, the terror of the Dragon Scale Guard was perfectly displayed.
According to rumors, eight Dragon Scale Guards can join forces to kill the Zi Mansion!
Lin Yun's cold eyes were as bright as lightning, and he patted the blood dragon horse gently on its neck.
Facing the shocking force of the eight dragon scale horses, the blood dragon horse roared like thunder, its four hooves erupted with bright lightning, and its whole body burned with terrifying blood flames.
Boundless evil energy, like violent flames, rises into the sky from its body.
boom!
The blood dragon horse stepped forward violently, and the half-foot-thick snow on the ground suddenly exploded. Lightning flashed, strong winds shook, and real evil energy roared out with the blood dragon horse's roar.
It seemed like a simple step, but when the blood dragon horse's front hooves fell, the wind and clouds changed colors and the snowflakes danced wildly.
The eight menacing dragon-scaled horses suddenly lost control and started galloping around on the spot.
The expression of the Dragon Scale Guard on horseback suddenly changed, and the spear in his hand was like a roaring dragon, instantly disrupting the formation.
The blood dragon horse raised a disdainful smile on its lips, took a step forward, and started galloping like lightning.
Woohoo!
The whining sound started, and the eight blood dragon horses trembled and fell to the ground. The Dragon Scale Guards were all pulled down before they could reach them.
The sudden change caused panic to flash in the eyes of these eight dragon scale horses.
The dragon-scale horse sat down, but it was not afraid of the fierce beasts of the Purple Mansion. Under the pressure of the blood dragon horse, it was even unable to stand up.
"kill!"
But these eight people were experienced in many battles. Almost as soon as they fell, they slammed their palms on the snow.
boom!
Snowflakes splashed, and eight figures regained their authority and thrust towards the blood dragon horse.
Without the blessing of the dragon-scaled horse, the power of the eight people has weakened a lot, but together, they are still powerful and people dare not underestimate them.
A chill flashed between Lin Yun's brows on the blood dragon horse, and the sword intent all over his body merged with the evil aura of the blood dragon horse sitting down.
The already violent coercion of the blood dragon horse added an edge, and its prestige soared. The eight dragon scale guards only felt the falling pressure, like a sharp sword wind, constantly beating on their bodies, making their armors buzz.
Under the shock, his energy and blood were boiling, and his face was very ugly.
"roll!"
Suddenly, Lin Yun pulled the reins fiercely, and the forelimbs of the galloping blood dragon horse leaped high. The war horse neighed, and its upper body swept out in the air. Its hoofs were as fast as lightning and as thick as mountains.
With terrifying power, the eight Dragon Scale Guards, armed with guns, were kicked away heavily by the Blood Dragon Horse.
Bang!
When the blood dragon horse's hooves hit the ground, the ground was trembling, and a real temperament burst out. The eight dragon scale guards in the air each spat out blood and fell to the ground hard.
His face was pale and he kept rolling on the ground, but he could no longer get up.
The wind and snow have not stopped, Lin Yun is sitting on the blood dragon horse, his eyes are coldly sweeping forward.
There was fear in all directions, and the dragon-scaled horse was defeated so quickly, which surprised many people.
The warriors watching near the streets and in the pavilions all had incredulous looks in their eyes. Looking at the blood dragon horse sitting on them, a look of fear flashed in their eyes.
This horse is a bit too violent.
After a bad start, the eight Dragon Scale Guards fell to the ground, like a slap in the face to the eldest prince and others.
Qin Yu held his five fingers on the armrest of the carriage and kept moving it. Although he didn't say a word, everyone could feel the gloomy murderous intention on his body.
On both sides of the carriage, masters from the Qingxuan Society such as Xuantian Sect Han Gang, Shuiyue Villa Wang Feng, Hunyuan Sect Ji Wuheng, Qintian Academy Tang Jie, Lingxiao Sword Pavilion Bai Lixuan, all had a trace of cold murderous intent on their bodies.
"Let me do this piece of trash."
Before anyone else could step forward, Xuantianzong Han Gang patted his horse and walked forward.
His eyes fell on Lin Yun, who was on the Blood Dragon Horse, and he said coldly: "A useless person who has severed his own profound veins dares to come to the eldest prince's wedding to cause trouble. I think you are really impatient."
In the past, at the Qiongtai banquet at the princess's residence, the other party deposed his junior brother Bai Yu, thus letting him stop his murderous intention.
Unfortunately, not only could he not kill this kid, but he was defeated by Xin Jue, which made him feel ashamed. Now, he has made great progress in cultivation, and has reached the peak and perfection of Demon Subduing Fist. His strength is not what it used to be.
I originally thought that in the Dragon Gate competition, I would be delighted with the defeat and avenge my previous humiliation.
But I didn't expect that my opponent was gone.
But although Xin Jue is dead, Lin Yun is still alive, and now is undoubtedly a great opportunity to kill him.
Breaking into the prince's wedding without permission and injuring the Dragon Scale Guard were enough to make him die without a burial place.
Golden lights suddenly bloomed all over his body, and his fierce and domineering Buddha power, coupled with the violent murderous intention all over his body, looked like a Buddhist Vajra from a picture album.
The majestic Buddha's majesty, endless confusion, furious thunder, and violent momentum made the wind and snow stop.
"Demon-Subduing Fist!"
"Han Gang's Demon Subduing Fist is said to have reached the peak of perfection, but Lin Yun has cut off his own profound veins. His strength is not advancing but retreating. This battle will probably be a miserable defeat."
"Han Gang probably won't survive. After all, his junior brother was killed by Lin Yun himself in the princess's mansion."
Many warriors who knew about the grudge between the two spoke out one after another.
thump!
When the Buddha's power in Han Gang's body reached its peak, he sat down on his horse and couldn't bear it any longer, and collapsed to the ground. Han Gang's figure suddenly rose, he punched in the air, and with the anger of subduing the demon, he headed towards Lin Yun
It hit hard.
Under the power of the fist, the snowflakes floating in the air were crushed on the spot and ceased to exist.
Suddenly, there was no wind or snow between the two of them, and it was clear and empty.
"Die!"
As he fell in the air, Han Gang's body was filled with true energy, condensed with the secret seal of Buddhism, making the power of this punch burst out with astonishing oppressive force.
"What a strong breath!"
The crowd looked at Han Gang as if he were falling in mid-air, like a Buddhist Vajra, as if he could smash even the mountain peaks.
Lin Yun, who was riding the blood dragon horse, looked extremely small under the might of his fists.
"I'm afraid you don't have the ability..."
On the blood dragon horse, Lin Yun rose into the air, stretched out his hand, and tightly grasped the Flower Burial Sword that popped out of the sword box.
The moment his five fingers grasped the hilt of the sword, a half-step of innate sword intent surged out of him. This sword intent was pure and sharp, ethereal and unreal, unparalleled in the world, yet unparalleled and domineering, looking out in all directions.
He did not have an extremely strong cultivation level, but he was at the peak of the eighth level of Xuanwu. However, after this sword intent broke out in him, his aura was on par with Han Gang's, fearless in life and death, and full of sharpness.
With the heart towards the sword, move forward indomitably!
"Sword Intent?"
Han Gang frowned, but then he sneered.
"Without the support of cultivation, no matter how tyrannical your sword intention is, it is nothing more than a castle in the air, with only its appearance!"
All ten profound veins in his body were activated, and the majestic true energy surged, arousing his Buddha power to an astonishing level. The fists roared with authority, and the powerful breath escaped, forming a violent hurricane, disturbing the wind and snow in the sky.
"Just a show?"
All seventy-one purple kite petals bloomed in Lin Yun's dantian, and eighteen layers of light white light patterns around the purple kite flower rippled at the same time.
With the blessing of the power of time, his eight profound veins became crystal clear, bursting out with brilliant spiritual light.
boom!
The true energy surged, and the momentum of the eighth level of Xuanwu continued to surge and surged out. A loud sword sound sounded, and the sword came out half an inch. The cold light flashed, dazzling the eyes, and the bright brilliance made Han Gang's eyes hurt.
His eyes trembled slightly.
In Lin Yun, he saw an artistic conception that he had never seen before, a half-inch sword light, cold and aloof. Han Gang, who was clearly two levels higher than his opponent in cultivation, felt panic at this moment, as if
Facing a bright moon, it looks incomparably small.
Clang!
The sword body passed by Lin Yun's eyes like flowing water. All the Flower Burial Swords were unsheathed, and the majestic sword power kept humming.
Han Gang's heart suddenly trembled. Under the penetration of this extremely sharp sword intent, slight cracks appeared in Fowei.
"How...how is this possible..."
Han Gang suddenly seemed a little flustered, and his confidence began to waver, "Damn it, you're just pretending!"
With a ferocious look on his face, Han Gang roared angrily, his facial features distorted, and he pushed his fist to the limit.
His clenched fist glowed with traces of violent black energy, seeming to split into a ferocious and ferocious monster, making it look even more terrifying.
"It's over, Lin Yun is really going to die."
Outsiders couldn't see the panic in Han Gang's heart, they could only see the horror after the fission of his punch, and they all sighed for Lin Yun in their hearts.
There is no suspense anymore...
Bang!
But when the fist light and the sword light collided, a scene that no one expected occurred, and a shocking loud noise was heard in mid-air. The two of them were in the air, evenly matched. In their imagination, Lin Yun was killed by a punch.
The scene didn't happen at all.
Without giving outsiders time to be surprised, Lin Yun's figure flashed and he fired six swords in a row.
The spring breeze turns into rain, and all rivers merge!
As soon as the sword came out, the vast sword intention turned into a stream, and hundreds of rivers merged. Silently, a huge wave surged into the sky.
View the sky with water!
The force of the Shuiyue Sword filled the air, and the forest clouds in mid-air seemed to be in a lake. The force of the sword was majestic and majestic. The snowflakes floating in the air seemed to become thicker under the force of the sword.
Bang bang bang!
Han Gang's fist roared furiously, and the Demon Subduing Fist evolved to its extreme, but he still could not crush this sword force.
The smoke and water are vast!
Ripples suddenly appeared in mid-air, and a vast mist rose quietly. With this sword, the smoke was vast, and the mist was vast.
Big waves!
The sword lights are like waves in the air, emerging one after another, the swords are like waves, the waves are like swords.
The situation reversed in an instant. Han Gang, who was originally aggressive, was completely suppressed by Lin Yun's sword power, and was only passively beaten.
"No!"
Han Gang's momentum plummeted, and he had the illusion that he was facing a master from Zifu, and he had no power to fight.
Bang!
After six sword strikes, Han Gang's body was full of Buddhist power, riddled with wounds, and the momentum of the Demon Subduing Fist was completely gone.
"Defeat me!"
Lin Yun shouted coldly, and buried the flowers in his hands, like a lonely bright moon, dominating the world, admiring the flowers alone.
This sword transformed Yue's aloofness into ultimate domineering power.
Everyone was stunned. Such a powerful sword power completely exceeded their understanding.
"stop!"
An angry shout suddenly sounded in the eldest prince's team, and on the left side of the carriage, the figures of other masters of the Qingxuan Society rose into the air and rushed towards them.
But the sword has been drawn out, how can it be stopped?
Phew!
Blood spattered, and all the chest and ribs of Xuantianzong Han Gang were cut off with this sword. His body was hit hard on the snow by the force contained in the sword light.
"Transformation Realm! This is the legendary Transformation Realm!"
Suddenly there was an old man in the crowd, his voice was trembling and he looked at Lin Yun with an extremely incredible expression.
