Lin Yun thought about it. In the Technique of Jinglei Sword, there is indeed no killing move called Tianlei Po.
There is no doubt that this sword, like lightning, tearing apart the sky and breaking through the sky, was indeed created by Bai Lixuan.
If Bai Lixuan, who has the holy body, is already scary enough, then how powerful is he who can still create his own martial arts?
Around Longmen Square, countless gazes fell on Bai Lixuan, and his expression seemed very horrified.
"The ninth battle, Lin Yun of Lingxiao Jian Pavilion, fight against Young Master Ye of Yunxiao Jian Pavilion!"
Next to the Purple Blue Throne, Princess Fenghua looked at the two of them and said softly.
Her voice was clear, lively and ethereal, surrounding the entire Longmen Square, and everyone could hear it clearly.
The Longmen Square, which had just calmed down for a moment, was filled with an uproar, and a commotion arose.
"It's finally here."
"Lin Yun faced Mr. Ye. In the group stage, Lin Yun killed his junior brother. He hated Lin Yun to the core. I wonder if Lin Yun has a chance to survive."
"At present, the young masters basically crush their opponents and are very strong. Unless Lin Yun abstained from the opening game, he will definitely die!"
"It's interesting, it depends on how he chooses. He shouldn't have come to this Longmen Big Band. He is proud enough to be able to reach the top 32, and even if he abstains from power, it's not embarrassing."
Everyone was looking forward to it. Just after watching a focus battle, another focus battle came soon.
Whoosh!
Two figures flew over and landed steadily on the battle stage.
The voices of discussion from all directions were inevitably heard. He did not say a word, but just looked at the other person calmly.
Young Master Ye was dressed in black and staring at Lin Yun, like a monster staring at his prey.
The murderous intent and hatred in the eyes were not hidden at all, and the eyes were sharp and terrifying.
"Three days ago, I told you that you should not meet me, otherwise I will never spare you. If you are tactful, you will admit defeat with the referee now, otherwise you will not be able to save you once you start!"
A mockery flashed in Young Master Ye's eyes and he deliberately sneered, his voice extremely harsh.
"This guy wants to deliberately anger my junior brother!"
Xinyan frowned slightly in the stands, and she could see Young Master Ye’s thoughts at a glance.
The referee looked at Lin Yun with a look in his eyes, obviously asking him whether he would abstain from the power.
"Need not."
Lin Yun looked cold and said two words.
The referee didn't say much, and flashed backwards, and said in a deep voice: "Start!"
"snort!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Young Master Ye sneered, and then a violent and sharp aura rolled on his body. He was like a sharp sword unsheathed, with unparalleled sharpness and bright light, just like the dazzling stars in the night sky.
, without any concealment of his own light.
Buzzing!
The sword intent was buzzing, and the momentum of Young Master Ye continued to surge. The empty sword momentum seemed to be as solid as it was, showing a profound and domineering cultivation. The entire battle platform seemed to tremble under his violent aura.
This sword wanted the whole world to bow his head in front of Mr. Ye.
“So strong!”
"He wants to fight quickly and not give Lin Yun any chance in the realm of a half-step purple mansion, and cooperate with his own star-like sword force."
"It's scary. I can't imagine that I would face any pressure when I stood in front of him. I'm afraid that even the Zifu Realm would be unable to bear it."
"It's worthy of being a young man..."
Just showing his own sword power, Young Master Ye showed the terrifying side of the young master-level monster.
Buzzing!
When the sword force reached its peak, the trembling sound of the sword body echoed in everyone's ears. Young Master Ye took a step forward and drew the sword with the momentum.
call out!
The flashing sword light was like a stream of light passing by in the darkness. In conjunction with Young Master Ye’s own terrifying sword force, this sword was quick and fierce.
Lin Yun stretched out his hand and held his five fingers tightly
Burial Flower Sword, facing the other party's terrifying sword.
Drawing the sword out of the sheath, the sword body passed by like a pool of autumn water, like a dragon roaring out.
clang!
When he was unable to send a chance, he blocked the sword that was stabbed by the opponent, and the battle platform suddenly shook violently.
Blocked!
What surprised everyone was that this sword was not only blocked by Lin Yun, but also did not retreat at all.
Boom!
The sword light exploded in the air. Young Master Ye frowned slightly, his true energy condensed, and he stabbed out again with a backhand sword.
The Seven Profound Steps, people take pictures after passing by!
Lin Yun moved his footsteps without panic, and urged the Seven Mysterious Steps to spread their wings like a golden crow, with an extremely fast speed, like a stunning geese. Every step he took was like leaving a painting, but Young Master Ye's sword was extremely sharp and he was poor.
While chasing, each sword stirred the painting left by Lin Yun into powder.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them faced dozens of moves while moving.
The sound of sword blades colliding continuously. Young Master Ye firmly suppressed Lin Yun with his powerful cultivation, making people feel like he was like a mountain. A mountain that was majestic and huge enough to easily crush Lin Yun to death.
"The cultivation level is indeed deep. I am afraid that the strong man in the Purple Palace will not get any advantage in front of you."
Lin Yun thought about it. The other party's cultivation level was indeed a bit terrible.
It was much more terrifying than Wu Mohan he had faced before. Both of them were half a step into the purple mansion, but they were not on the same level at all.
"It's good to know, I'll die for you!"
Young Master Ye sneered, stepped heavily on the ground, and his swords all over his body suddenly made a sharp whistling sound, and a single kick made the ancient battlefield break through the slight cracks.
"Dear obediently? I'm thinking too much."
Lin Yun had no expression on his face, and the purple flora that looked like ice crystals in his dantian bloomed quietly, and the surging and thick true energy surged out. Ten mysterious veins all over his body burst out, and a sword force that was not inferior to his opponent suddenly broke out.
"The Tenth Level of Xuanwu!"
"This is impossible..."
The crowd was shocked. Lin Yun, who was still at the ninth level of Xuanwu three days ago, had his cultivation level soared to the tenth level of Xuanwu.
Moreover, his cultivation is stable, unlike when he first entered the tenth level of Xuanwu.
"Swords are divided into two months!"
Waves of water moon swords unfolded on Lin Yun's body, as if two bright moons appeared under this sword, one round in the sky and one round in the ground.
The Burial Flower Sword in Lin Yun's hand burst out with dazzling sword light under the illumination of two moonlights.
Kill! Kill! Kill!
Holding the Burial Flower in his hand, Lin Yun counterattacked strongly, and shattered the opponent's sword force one after another.
Seven Xuan Steps, golden crow spreads its wings!
Taking advantage of the moment when the opponent's sword was messy, Lin Yun spread his arms, like a golden crow swinging out, and suddenly appeared in front of the opponent the next moment.
Without any hesitation, the Burial Flower Sword burst out with a dazzling sword light and fell towards Young Master Ye.
"court death!"
Young Master Ye was furious. This boy dared to bully him, not knowing his life or death.
"The light of the stars!"
The true energy was poured into the long sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword suddenly burst out with a brilliant light, and then it exploded with a bang, as terrifying as if the stars were bursting.
"The light of the bright moon!"
Lin Yun's face was cold and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
It was like a bright moon rising slowly, and the moonlight rising from the sword burned like flames. The bright moon was like fire, like light, like my sword, and burying flowers and people.
Bang!
The moonlight and starlight exploded, the true energy in the air stormed, the sword light shattered, and a chaos covered Lin Yun's figure.
Rumble!
The terrible explosion sounded like waves, one after another, and kept ringing. In people's ears, it was like thunder exploding, buzzing in their minds.
"Diet?"
Looking at Young Master Ye standing on the stage holding a sword, wearing black clothes, everyone couldn't help but worry about being covered by the aftermath in the air
Lin Yun.
In the aftermath, the light scattered, the sword light swelled, and it was misty.
Click!
But suddenly, the sound of a mirror breaking sounded, and then a ray of moonlight burst out in the aftermath of the air. Then the moonlight burst out like a flood breaking through the dam, surging and surging, and instantly rolling the entire battle platform.
Annihilation.
In the moonlight, Lin Yun's handsome face was as cold as frost. He was wearing a blue shirt and holding a burial flower in his hand, like a bright moon falling on the earth.
"Does the light of rice grains dare to compete with Haoyue for brightness?"
boom!
The vast sword light like moonlight fell, crushing the opponent's sword force, and knocking him away in the unbelievable eyes of Young Master Ye.
"The so-called young master is just that."
Lin Yun landed on the ground and looked at Young Master Ye who was shocked by him and said lightly.
"Arrogant!"
"Arrogant? So what!"
Looking at Young Master Ye who was angry and embarrassed, Lin Yun raised his eyebrows, and the dreamy sword body of the Burial Flower Sword trembled slightly, pointing directly to the other party. His gaze followed the sword body, crossed the tip of the sword, and fell coldly on the other party.
Frost is thousands of miles away!
Before Young Master Ye could react, his blue shirt was stimulating and his long hair was in full swing. Lin Yun's sword suddenly became extremely cold.
The most yin causes coldness, the highest and most proud, and everything is frozen in the eyes!
The cold sword force was like frost, and with the trembling sword body, it swept across the vast battlefield like the wind.
Young Master Ye's expression changed slightly. He felt the invisible and terrifying sword force, like a monster trying to swallow the whole person.
At the moment, the true energy surged, holding a sword in front of him.
Click!
I heard a crisp sound like glass shattering, and on the vast battlefield, sharp ice fell on the ground.
Young Master Ye turned pale, he flew several meters away from the earthquake, and blood spit out from the corner of his mouth.
Wow!
The whole audience was shocked and his eyes were in an uproar. Since Lin Yun launched a counterattack, his momentum has gone out of control and has now hurt Mr. Ye.
Everyone's minds were buzzing, completely unbelievable.
I even wondered if I had read it wrong, it was Lin Yun, not Young Master Ye who vomited blood and was injured.
"I admit that I underestimate you..."
Young Master Ye wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face as cold as ice.
As he raised his eyes, Young Master Ye glanced and suddenly a sword light fell from the sky to cover him. Then the sword force scattered all over his body condensed into a vertical sword light. When two sword light cars formed a majestic cross sword.
At the moment of light, a dazzling light suddenly burst out from Young Master Ye's body.
The swords all over his body soared into the sky, as if he was about to pierce everything, so people dared not look directly at it.
"But I said that if you don't admit defeat, you will have only one ending, and that's death!"
The sound of gritting teeth was spit out from Young Master Ye's mouth, and the moment the cross sword light crossed, he stepped out in one step.
boom!
The vast sword force was like an angry ocean, rolling in, ecstasy, and everything was forgotten, making people frightened.
"The Cross Seal, this is the eighth level of the Liuguang Sword Technique!"
"Don't, this sword technique has reached the eighth level and can actually have a sword cultivation level that is completely comparable to or even surpasses the Purple Mansion."
But before everyone's screams fell, a majestic purple pot flowers suddenly bloomed behind Lin Yun, stirring up the wind and clouds, and then stabbed them out with a sword.
Click!
Young Master Ye's sword force, like a vast ocean, collapsed under the power of this sword. Young Master Ye's eyes showed an unbelievable look. He reached out and touched his eyebrows, looked at the blood on his hands, and was speechless.
In the name of the sword, I will make the flowers bloom!
Boom, under the crushing force of the majestic sword, Young Master Ye, who had been penetrated by a sword, was blown away on the spot. When he landed, he was split into pieces and died without a complete corpse.
"From now on, among the eight princes of the Great Qin Empire, you will no longer be named Mr. Ye."
Lin Yun put his sword back into the sheath, and his eyes swept.