Chapter 466 Smile like a demon, sword like a fairy!
Chapter 466
The aftermath of terror is rippling, and Lin Yun in the deep pit does not know whether he is alive or dead.
"Is this the strength of the eldest prince Qin Yu? Three palms, three palms will determine the victory. He can completely crush Lin Yun..."
"I can't say that I was crushed. I can only say that Lin Yun's previous three battles were really exhausting. His sword is still sharp, but no matter how you look at it, its power is not as strong as it was at its peak."
"Yes, I have the same view. This is the road to hell. The reason why no one has been able to succeed until now. Those who can make it to the top four are all the best among the best. The further back you go, the more difficult it becomes."
"Yes, it was quite easy when Lin Yun defeated Si Xueyi, but when it came to Yun Zhen's victory, it was actually a bit reluctant."
"The eldest prince may seem arrogant, but he is actually very scheming. He has three palms, each one stronger than the last. In fact, he is constantly testing Lin Yun's bottom line. After determining how much strength the opponent has left, he will kill him with one strike, causing people
The illusion of invincibility.”
"That's right, if both of them are in peak condition, this battle will be hard to predict."
Is Qin Yu strong?
powerful!
Terribly strong!
But Lin Yun qualified for the Road to Hell from the losers group, defeated his opponents all the way, and finally came to the front of the eldest prince Qin Yu, which is enough to show his strength.
Burying a handsome man is definitely not weak.
It's a pity... destiny was not in his hands, so one step too late sent him into hell.
Many people sighed softly, with extremely pitiful expressions in their eyes.
Think about how high-spirited that young man was when he first appeared on the scene. When no one thought he would appear, he unexpectedly appeared in front of everyone.
Then he emerged as a dark horse, defeated two great masters in a row, and entered the final eight.
It can be said that his style has long been deeply rooted in people's hearts and is admirable.
The power of Qin Yu's three palms shocked many strong men in Longmen Square deep in their hearts. But Lin Yun, who fell in the pit, still made people awe-inspiring. It was not easy for this young man, even though he was defeated.
Honor.
"A mere sword slave dares to compete with His Highness for the top spot. It's just a dream. Sir referee, I think... I should be able to declare me the winner."
An unprecedented smile appeared on his gloomy face, and he looked at the referee who was deeply shocked by the palm in mid-air and said.
The referee in mid-air was stunned for a moment, then withdrew his gaze from the pit, slowly dropped down, and nodded: "Lin Yun passed out. Although it is impossible to judge whether he is alive or dead, he cannot get up. According to the regulations, you can indeed be considered the winner.
.”
"Then please pronounce the verdict!"
Qin Yu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, bent down slightly, and laughed softly.
Did you win?
Many people woke up from a dream and suddenly realized that their eyes suddenly fell on Qin Yu.
After all, as predicted before the game, the winner of the final battle of the Dragon Gate Competition was Qin Yu.
There is no suspense and no miracle.
After today, he will be famous in the Qin Dynasty, enjoy the supreme honor, and become one of the true young leaders of the Qin Empire.
Qin Yu glanced over and landed in the direction of Lingxiao Jiange, revealing a meaningful smile.
"Little junior brother!"
Xinyan gnashed her teeth in the audience, her heart felt like a knife, and she felt extremely uncomfortable. If Elder Luo Feng hadn't forcibly restrained her, she would have already rushed to the fighting stage.
"I announce that the final winner of the Dragon Gate Competition is Fei Yu..."
But suddenly, the referee's expression changed, and the smile on Qin Yu's face stopped abruptly.
Boom!
Amidst the shocking loud noise, the color of the world suddenly changed, and under the gaze of countless eyes. On the King's Battle Platform, in the terrifying pit, an unprecedented terrifying power suddenly burst out.
For a moment, a dazzling light burst out from the bottom of the deep pit. One, two...three dazzling light pillars soared into the sky and pierced the sky.
The endless stream of vitality burst out from the depths of the ground, which was surprising.
"What's going on?"
"Such a strong aura...what on earth is this?"
"It's the original cultivation level!"
"The original cultivation level of the top powerhouse!"
Countless powerful men from the Zi Mansion were extremely shocked when they saw this scene.
The three beams of light that erupted from the deep pit were clearly the light that could only be condensed by the original cultivation level.
"This...how is this possible?"
Hunyuan Zong Wen Yanbo murmured to himself, with a look of astonishment in his eyes. This original cultivation level was several times stronger than his own.
How much will the original cultivation of a strong man with such terrifying strength be cherished.
If the original cultivation level is saved
If you go out, in addition to lowering your realm and possibly being unable to advance to Heavenly Soul for the rest of your life, the bigger price is your lifespan. This is a price that even Lin Yun doesn't know. One path is a life span of ten years, and three paths is a lifespan of thirty years.
Such a high price cannot be achieved easily even by close relatives.
Click!
When the three rays of light condensed into one pillar, at the bottom of the huge pit, someone looked up to the sky and screamed.
Buzz!
The familiar sound of swords resounded through Longmen Square once again, shocking everyone's ears.
"It's Lin Yun!"
"Lin Yun hasn't lost yet!"
"Damn it, I'm actually crying. This kid actually has a trump card."
"The road to hell is not over yet, hope is still there, hope is still there!"
Suddenly, the entire Longmen Square was completely boiling, and many people shouted excitedly.
Bang!
A figure jumped out of the huge pit, turned over, and landed heavily on the ground.
The young man is dressed in a green shirt and carries a sword case on his back. His face is delicate and handsome, and his delicate facial features are as if they were chiselled by an axe. He is not a peerless handsome man, but he is handsome and handsome, with a refined temperament. The sharp edge between his eyebrows is even more...
Extremely sharp.
This young man, if not Lin Yun, who could he be?
"I haven't spoken yet, how can I declare defeat?"
The corners of Lin Yun's mouth raised slightly, and he looked at Qin Yu across the pit with a smile.
A smile full of sunshine gives people a calm and confident self-confidence.
The aura that permeated his body surprised everyone. Lin Yun not only returned to the top, but his cultivation actually improved further.
Reaching the incredible half-step Zifu realm, which is completely equivalent to Qin Yu's cultivation level.
"Damn it!"
Qin Yu, who had been feeling gloomy and happy as never before, suddenly turned gloomy and looked extremely ugly.
"Your Highness, the eldest prince, you must be very disappointed."
Lin Yun smiled slightly and said softly.
"Hmph! So what if you were promoted to a half-step Purple Mansion? I was promoted to a half-step Purple Mansion two years ago. In terms of background, you still can't compare to me. Even if you crawl out of hell, I will push you again.
Step on it, I won't give you any chance this time!"
Boom!
A terrifying aura erupted from Qin Yu's body, and under his frantic operation of the Earth-level Kung Fu Xuanyang Jue, his whole body bloomed with dazzling brilliance.
It was like a fireball like the sun, standing in the ruins of the king's battle platform.
Lin Yun's expression changed slightly, but he felt a little emotional. After all, he had used up the three rays of original cultivation left by Protector Mei.
These three strands of original cultivation were so precious that he was reluctant to use them. They were like the blood and flesh of Protector Mei. Once refined, it was like drinking the blood of Protector Mei and eating his flesh. How cruel!
His eyes swept over and landed on Xinyan in the direction of Lingxiao Jiange. He saw the other person's cold face and her eyes were already moist.
He saw again, this kid Li Wuyou, smiling carelessly, tears streaming down his face.
He saw Elder Luo Feng again, bursting into tears, and despite his age, he couldn't hold it back at this moment.
Many, many people, their hearts are all concerned about him.
He looked around and saw the idiot Blood Dragon Horse standing in the middle of the square, grinning with two rows of front teeth exposed and giggling non-stop.
And Brother Xinjue who is in heaven, you must be looking at me too...
There were many people who had not come to Longmen Square, but Lin Yun could feel that their eyes were looking at him from a distance through the forest sea, through the mountains and rivers, and through the rivers.
I am not alone!
Suddenly, Lin Yun's heart surged with endless heroic spirit, and his blood surged in his heart.
In this battle, he fought for himself and for all those who cared about him.
I am not alone, I cannot die!
The soaring sword intent erupted from Lin Yun's body, and as it climbed to the halfway point of the Zifu, it violently collided with the hot and terrifying aura from Qin Yu's body.
sword!
He yelled wildly in his heart, and the flower-burial swords scattered elsewhere turned into a giant and flew through the air.
Lin Yun stretched out his hand and held it tightly in his hand. The feeling of connected blood and connected hearts filled his whole body.
My sword, the glory lasts forever.
When their momentum reached its peak, Lin Yun and Qin Yu simultaneously disappeared from everyone's sight.
Bang!
The next moment, the two of them were in the center of the pit, each taking action, and they collided hard.
rise.
Lin Yun was holding the Flower Burial Sword in his hand. At this moment, he raised his hand and saw the light of the bright moon, which struck away angrily.
The Ziyuan Sword Technique was activated with all its strength, at its peak, and at half the level of Zifu, the light of this sword was more powerful than anything before.
Click!
The sword light instantly cut Qin Yu's palm light into two halves as he raised his hand.
"die!"
Qin Yu shouted loudly, and the light from his palm turned into a hot sharp blade, which fell silently in front of Lin Yun.
Whoosh!
In one breath, he slashed out nine palms, and the nine palm lights were like the light of nine spatulas. Each time he struck out, he was as fast as a giant and as fast as lightning.
But it also contains the vast Xuanyang True Essence, and with one blow, an astonishing aura erupts.
Lin Yun's expression changed slightly, and he took action directly. With a wave of sword light, he caught the nine palms one by one.
"Xuanyang Explosion!"
Qin Yu's long hair was dancing wildly, as if he was crazy, and he shouted wildly.
boom!
The nine scattered palm lights were like nine furnaces of different sizes, fused into one in an instant.
In mid-air, a cauldron like the scorching sun came pouring down.
The air was burned mercilessly, and to outsiders, it looked like a divine furnace from an immortal palace, pouring down. A river of flames filled with molten magma, like a swimming dragon, swallowed up Lin Yun overwhelmingly.
Lin Yun's eyes suddenly froze, and he clenched the flower-burial sword in his hand, swinging it like lightning.
A purple kite flower bloomed, and sword rays swayed, cutting through the river of flames.
The scattered magma sputtered out and erupted with a loud rumbling sound, like the end of the world.
"The light of the rising sun!"
Seeing the river of lava and the forest clouds breaking through, Qin Yu's eyes flashed with cold light, and he was like a rising sun emerging at dawn.
As he raised his hand, there was a flash of light, like the first light before dawn, flying towards Lin Yun at an astonishing speed.
quick!
This palm was frighteningly fast, so fast that even the naked eye could not catch it.
But Lin Yun's sword is faster!
Thousands of miles of frost, a sword thrust out, freezing all the flying palm lights in mid-air.
The sword body trembled slightly, the majestic sword force roared out, and the frozen palm light in mid-air exploded instantly.
"The sun is like fire!"
Qin Yu gritted his teeth, and the light of the morning sun turned into the hottest light at noon, shining down fiercely.
Through the Looking Glass!
Between the spots, Lin Yun's body flashed, and he got the sword, like a flower in a mirror, like the moon in the water, empty and real, real and empty.
No matter how shocking the opponent's palm is, falling into the virtual and real sword force is like falling into a mirror.
Click!
When the mirror shattered, the Xuanyang True Essence exploded as violently as the scorching sun.
The terrifying aftermath swept out, and the two people's bodies flashed away at the same time.
They each landed on the edge of the platform. The battle platform had long been in ruins. Fires were burning on the ground, and the swords were scattered all over the place.
"It's my turn to take action."
In the raging fire, Lin Yun looked at the other party and smiled slightly.
"So what if I take action? I'm afraid you won't succeed!"
Qin Yu looked indifferent and shouted in a deep voice.
"I'm just afraid of scaring you."
Lin Yun smiled slightly, but the sword in his hand began to tremble with excitement.
Buzz!
Without any warning, a crisp sword sound suddenly erupted from his body. This was a tune that even the oldest strings in the world could not play.
The sound of the sword communicates with the gods and is as ethereal as an immortal.
Before anyone could react, a sword light swept out ruthlessly.
The huge king's battle platform was exploding continuously at this moment. Wherever the sword light passed, it was like a broken bamboo, smashing everything!
Phew!
Before Qin Yu could react, he was struck by the sword and spit out blood on the spot.
This sword cut the entire King's Battle Platform into two halves.
"Your Highness, please guess how much force Lin used."
The young man's green shirt danced, the wind lifted his long hair on his forehead, and his handsome face showed a smile. This smile made the city look like a demon, and this sword came out of the dust like an immortal; a smile was like a demon, and a sword was like an immortal.
"Innate Sword Intent!"
Qin Yu's eyes flashed with fear, and he said in extreme disbelief.
