Feeling the fighting spirit on Lin Yun's body, Young Master Yan Xin raised his lips slightly and sneered: "I'm really confident, are you so afraid of death?"
"The next move is the boxing technique I created three years ago. It was not mature three years ago and has not been shown yet. Three years later, I originally planned to use this punch before I face Qin Yu.
Let's have a moment."
"This punch is called Swallowing Star."
Young Master Yan Xin was talking in the air, his five fingers were clenched tightly with his right fist, and the wild and protecting breath on him actually surged again.
As his five fingers were clenched completely, the entire sky darkened completely, as if he had really swallowed up the light of the stars.
In the darkness, only the young master Yanxin clenched his right fist, emitting a scarlet and violent light.
A terrible power that was shockingly broken into the sky condensed from the fist, and the scarlet light seemed to squirm like life, which was extremely terrifying.
When they noticed this terrifying aura, all the spectators from all directions on Longmen Square were shocked.
Even the many powerful purple palace masters in the VIP seats sank inexplicably at this moment. It seemed that even the elders of the purple palace did not dare to take the punch.
"horrible……"
"Has a punch been brewing for three years?"
Everyone in Lingxiao Jian Pavilion looked extremely solemn, and Xinyan's eyes were full of worry.
"Hmph, Yan Xin used this punch to kill a casual cultivator in the Purple Palace. I don't believe that this sword slave can block it!"
Wen Yanbo's expression was cold and ferocious, and his eyes showed an excited look.
It seems that Lin Yun was shot into a meat pie under this punch.
Young Master Shui Yue and others who have already obtained the quarterfinals frowned slightly. This punch is indeed a bit terrible. Young Master Yan Xin, over the past three years, I am afraid that most of his energy has been spent on this punch he created.
The shocking power was brewing constantly. As the waves fell, Lin Yun felt a pressure that he had never felt before.
But his heart, his sword, and his people were not nervous or panic under this glorious pressure.
In his eyes, the surging fighting spirit was surging. He was infinitely close to the complete innate sword intent, and at this moment he started to tremble wildly. In the darkness, waves of sword intent burst out through the sky, moving forward, making all living beings tremble.
.
As the light of the Burial Flower Sword became brighter and brighter, it finally emitted its own light in this endless darkness.
In the darkness, there is no only a scarlet light.
Go forward to the heart of the sword!
"Shuiyue Sword Technique, the most yin causes coldness, the highest and most proud..."
"The tenth sword, the sky breaks the clouds!"
This punch is also suitable for me to use the tenth sword of the Water Moon Sword Technique. Lin Yun's eyes flashed, and the Water Moon Sword stance, which had already reached its peak, slashed out in anger.
With a shocking sound, the ground suddenly exploded, and the majestic and domineering Shuiyue Sword condensed a tornado, carrying the vast gravel in the ruins, and burst out with a bang.
The already dark sky seemed to be torn apart under this crazy scroll. The terrifying sword intent poured out, and in the midst of visions, lightning flashed through the sky. The handsome face of the young Qing army was at this moment
Under the flashing lightning, illuminated
Glory to eternity.
This sword broke the clouds, broke the sky, broke the clouds, and only one sword could last forever like the moon.
At the same time, the scarlet fist light that was about to swallow the stars burst out with bloody light, and exploded from the fist light.
In an instant, two terrifying killing moves that were enough to kill the Zi Mansion collided in the ruins of the battle platform.
Just as they collided, the world shaking violently with the rumbling sound. In the center of Longmen Square, except for the King's Battle Platform, the other seven battle platforms trembled violently and exploded vaguely.
Cracks are opened.
When two terrifying auras are all intertwined, they will explode completely. The true energy is stormed, the strange phenomena are broken, and the terrifying aftermath is like substance, sweeping towards all directions at a terrifying speed.
"Oops!"
The referee, who had already dodged, suddenly changed his face and quickly took action to stop the aftermath.
"Where is the Shen Ce camp?"
The King of Qin frowned slightly on the Purple Blue Throne and shouted in a deep voice.
"exist!"
Figures came from all directions from Longmen Square, all of whom were elites from Shen Ce Camp, and they all tried to stop the aftermath.
The elites of the Shence Camp are at least the leaders of the eighth level of Xuanwu, and dozens of people take action together.
The masters of the Zi Mansion have to retreat.
Bang!
But the aftermath swept across and directly poured out in a crushing situation.
Puchi...
Dozens of elite troops from the Shen Ce camp spit out blood on the spot under this shock wave. The last aftermath was the referee with a deep cultivation, who was stopped by himself with his own strength.
Otherwise, this aftermath would sweep into the viewing table, I don’t know what kind of casualties would be caused.
fear!
The viewers of the entire Longmen Square all turned pale, and tens of thousands of warriors were shocked.
The aftermath of the two killer moves has such amazing power, which is really beyond people's imagination. In other words, if it weren't for the aftermath, wouldn't these two killer moves easily kill dozens of elite soldiers from the Shen Ce camp?
When I thought about this, many people felt trembling in their hearts.
No matter what concept this is, an ordinary master of the Purple Palace cannot do!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
At the center of the ruins of the battlefield, the two people who were bothered together on the front were suffering an unparalleled terrifying shock force. The recoil force at this core was much more terrifying than the leaked aftermath.
In the thunderous sound of the sky, the two figures separated like meteors, flying backwards, turning many strange phenomena and true energy aftermath into powder.
Puchi!
Lin Yun's body fell directly on another intact battle platform, smashing the battle platform into pieces on the spot, countless gravels suddenly popped up, and his body fell deeply into it, and in the blink of an eye it was piled up like mountains.
gravel flooded.
On the other hand, Young Master Yanxin was also uncomfortable. The dragon elephant battle armor on his body was shattered by the sword light, and bloody sword wounds were everywhere on his body. His burly figure looked extremely terrifying. He flew out and smashed him.
A battle platform was broken and buried by a vast lot of gravel.
Under the gravel, Lin Yun and Young Master Yan Xin were both unaware of life and death.
Many people were speechless, buzzing in their minds, and they never expected that the last place would be so tragic in the quarterfinals.
Compare to the finals!
There was silence in all directions, and only the aftermath of the explosion echoed, and no one spoke.
One by one, looking at the two piles of gravel in horror, with a slightly confused look on her face?
Both of them left their own battle platform, but they did not land. They both fell on another battle platform, and they were also buried by gravel, and they were not aware of life and death.
So who will win and lose at this stop?
"It's so scary. Both of them just created their own martial arts, right?"
"Well, it is indeed a self-created martial art. No matter it is the Dragon Elephant Fist or the Water Moon Sword Technique, there is no killer move that the two of them use."
"But in the competition just now, it seemed that Lin Yun's sword was stronger, and the sword force crushed most of the fist lights."
"It's hard to say, Lin Yun's sword is indeed stronger, but his body is not as good as the core. He may not be able to withstand the remaining fist impact..."
"Let's see who will wake up first."
Compared to the confusion and shock of everyone at the viewing table, many powerful people in the Purple Palace can see more clearly.
rumble……
“Huh?”
At this moment, a strange color flashed in many people's eyes, and the ground seemed to have changed slightly.
Bang!
The gravel exploded, and the bloody and violent light soared into the sky. When he saw Young Master Yan Xin, dressed in rags and pale, stood up.
He ignored the ferocious sword wounds all over his body. He glanced at him and saw another pile of gravel. He immediately laughed wildly: "After all, I won!"
call out!
But before he finished speaking, a sword light came from the pile of gravels, like a terrifying geese.
Young Master Yan Xin's face changed slightly, and he roared with all his strength, and swung the Burial Flower Sword with one punch. But he spit out blood and took several steps back on the broken battle platform.
The Seven Profound Steps are like the sun in the sky!
The pile of gravels buried Lin Yun suddenly burst out with golden lights, followed by the gravels bursting. The dazzling light flashed and Jinghong held the burial flower sword that was swept open.
"You lost."
As soon as Young Master Yanxin stood firm, the light fell in front of him and pointed his eyebrows with a sword.
When the light dissipated, the young man holding the sword was wearing a blue dress and carrying a sword box. Who would be Lin Yun?
"Impossible! I won't lose..."
Young Master Yan Xin's eyes were full of unbelievable expressions, and a crazy look burst out from his eyes, and he punched out the Burial Flower Sword that wanted to bounce open in front of his eyebrows.
Puchi!
But before he could take action, there was a ferocious and oblique blood mark that divided his twisted and crazy face into two halves.
No matter how fast the punch is, can you pass quickly? Is it pointing to the sword light between his eyebrows?
Do you think Lin Yun dare not kill him?
in the case of……
I will regret it again in my next life.
Accompanied by the roar of the other party falling to the ground, the burial flowers returned to the sheath, and the young man was in the breeze, with his long hair showing off and looking down on all directions.