The heads thrown high made the faces of tens of thousands of people change in an uproar, and they fell into a deathly silence.
The appearance of that head was familiar to everyone, too familiar to be familiar anymore. But at this moment, everyone felt it was strange, and they opened their mouths wide open not knowing what to do.
I say familiar, of course, because the appearance is instantly recognizable. I say unfamiliar, because this picture is so incredible.
Na Luo Shen's strength is so terrifying, and his extremely exaggerated giant sword is even more impressive.
As strong as Mu Xue, all the leaders of Tianjian Sect were defeated miserably in his hands.
He even almost died here. The other party's cruel and cruel smile is still vivid in his mind, as if it was just a moment ago.
But now, this man is dead.
He died in the hands of Lin Yun, a young man in green. He cut off his right hand with one sword, his left hand with another sword, and his head with one sword!
Three swords, just three swords, cut through melons and vegetables, killing Luo Shen.
But what's even more surprising is that the young man in that scene had a cold face and had already turned away, without even looking at the headless body.
The three men of Cao Xiu who were coming to kill were in mid-air, their killing intent overwhelming. The killing intent was like a raging fire, with ferocious looks, and a ruthless look in their eyes. But when they saw the head flying up behind Lin Yun,
Each and every one of them felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave, and their hearts felt like they had been hit by a heavy hammer.
Luo Shen...he...is dead!!!
There are no words that can describe the mood of the three of them at this moment. The sudden cold sweat sent endless chills down the backs of several people. The overwhelming murderous intention cooled down in an instant, and each of their faces turned pale.
"retreat!"
Such an impact was too great, causing the three people's energy to become chaotic and causing many flaws.
Getting closer to Lin Yun is undoubtedly seeking death.
But Lin Yun didn't want to give these people this chance with the Burial Flower Sword in his hand. He turned around without any hesitation. He raised his hand and stabbed out with the sword. The cold light on the tip of the sword was like a star, which kept shining in the eyes of Cao Xiu and the others.
Expanded. Like a shadow, it bit the three people who were retreating, not giving them a chance to turn around.
Rub rub rub rub!
The situation on the field suddenly seemed quite strange. The young man in green clothes, with one sword and one sword, actually forced Cao Xiu and the other two people to retreat continuously.
"Fight!"
Seeing that the situation was so passive and unable to retreat, the three people roared angrily. With lightning speed, they each took action and slashed towards Lin Yun.
Clang!
But Lin Yun seemed to have expected it. The sword drew a cold arc from bottom to top, and a stream of blood spurted out from each of the three people's arms.
As several people screamed in pain, Lin Yun's shot was like lightning, and the flower-burial sword was fired out like a violent storm like a spear.
Phew!
In the blink of an eye, Chen Yu, who had been injured before among the three, was the first to be stabbed in the chest by a sword, and was severely knocked away.
The eyes of Cao Xiu and Bai Yuchen from Liuyun Academy suddenly lit up. They each stepped forward and unleashed terrifying killing moves.
But the moment Lin Yun knocked Chen Yu away with his sword, the golden crow seal on his back was shining brightly. With his arms spread out, he rushed back like golden crow lightning, narrowly dodging it.
Boom!
Cao Xiu and Bai Yuchen's failed killing moves bombarded the ground, instantly exploding a huge crater and causing dust like snow to sweep in all directions.
The light of the bright moon!
But before the two of them could get away, Lin Yun, who had just fled out, came back like lightning. In mid-air, a flash of sword light was majestic and domineering, like a burning moon, falling mercilessly.
The sword is like the bright moon, and the bright moon is like fire!
This sword light, driven by the sword art at the ninth level, was incredibly powerful.
, the surprised eyes of many people watching the battle fell on Cao Xiu and Bai Yuchen.
Phew!
There were slight cracks in the body-protecting essence of the two men, and several bloody wounds appeared all over their bodies.
"How on earth did this guy...do it?"
The two people's eyes looked extremely shocked. This moon-like sword light could actually hurt them when they worked together to carry it.
The opponent is only at the peak of the Yinxuan Realm. No matter how strong he is, he should not be so terrifying.
What kind of skills did he practice?
"What a terrifying sword. It seems that this is not Lin Yun's strongest killing move. This person must have had some adventures and his sword skills are quite good."
"I'm afraid it's not that simple. The innate sword intention is already very terrifying, but haven't you noticed that Lin Yun's innate sword intention is almost perfect?"
"With the innate sword intention that is approaching great perfection and combined with its own sword techniques, it makes sense that this sword can have such power."
This battle was fierce and cruel, thrilling and thrilling almost all the time.
Lin Yun's swordsmanship skills really made everyone's eyes shine and shocked them. In Youzhou City, even in the Blood Feather Tower and Canjian Pavilion, there is probably no monster with such terrifying swordsmanship.
In Qinglu Academy, Jiang Yi shook his head slightly as he listened to the discussions from all sides. What these people said was indeed correct.
But they all ignored one thing...
The reversal of the situation did not start with Luo Shen's death. Even if only three people were left to join forces, the chance of winning would be at least 60%.
However, Luo Shen's death caused the three people to become confused and flawless, allowing Lin Yun to take the initiative in one fell swoop.
The real point is Lin Yun's pure devotion to the sword at that moment, neither alarmed nor impatient, nor hasty nor slow. It is a kind of courage, an indescribable style that only swordsmen can understand.
Everyone in the seats at Tianfu Academy was equally surprised when they saw this scene.
"What a terrifying swordsmanship."
"That Luo Shen actually died as soon as he said he would. It's so happy. He was so arrogant before!"
"Hahaha, Lin Yun is such a good man, he really deserves his reputation."
"Senior Sister Mo Ling does have a unique vision, which is admirable. She can show such courage. Even if we lose, who dares to underestimate my Tianfu Academy!"
"Yes, how many people can achieve such courage?"
Surprised by Lin Yun's strength, everyone in Tianfu Academy was suddenly relieved of the gloom and looked uplifted.
Mu Xue, who was lying on the chair, opened her eyes a little weakly. Her vision was a little blurry, but she could still roughly distinguish the blurry figure. She suddenly thought that she had used her innate sword intent to frighten Lin Yun.
.
But with Lin Yun's strength, as long as she is willing, she can make her look very ugly in front of senior Tang Yu on the spot. I feel guilty in my heart, this guy... I really misjudged him.
In the middle of the venue.
Just when Lin Yunzhen was retreating from Cao Xiu and the other two men, he didn't notice that a sinister sight had already been secretly staring at him.
It was Chen Yu, who was stabbed in the chest by Lin Yun with a sword and suffered heavy injuries.
"Go to hell!"
He saw Lin Yun slashing out several rays of sword light, and just as he landed, the purple folding fan imprinted with spiritual patterns in his hand turned into a streak of purple lightning, aiming at Lin Yun's heart with the force of thunder like a thunderous giant.
His attack had been planned for a long time and was extremely sinister.
He was confident that this blow, even if it could not kill Lin Yun, would still make him half dead.
In the blink of an eye, the purple folding fan killed him, and when he was about to get close, it suddenly exploded and turned into twelve sharp fan bones, each of which pierced Lin Yun's vitals.
"Hahaha, Lin Yun, you are dead!"
Success, Chen Yu can see
At this scene, he ignored the sword wound on his chest and burst into laughter.
Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!
But the moment Lin Yun turned around, he swung out ninety-nine and eighty-one sword lights in one breath. The sword light looked faintly like a blooming purple kite, and all twelve fan bones were covered by it without exception.
It bounced back.
Phew!
Chen Yu was laughing, but before he could react, the fan bone stabbed all his vitals, like a hedgehog.
The fan bone between his eyebrows was the most deadly, with blood constantly overflowing. Chen Yu's face suddenly turned pale, and he could feel that his vitality was quickly disappearing.
"In his whole life, Lin hates others for sneak attacks with hidden weapons!"
In the depths of Lin Yun's eyes, a deep cold that seemed to come from hell flashed across his face. This scene reminded him of the scene before brother Xin Jue's death.
Without giving him a chance to kill his body, Lin Yun turned into a sword light and penetrated directly through the dying Chen Yu.
Bang!
When Lin Yun hit the ground, his body was torn into pieces and exploded.
Bang!
When the torn corpses hit the ground one after another, there were several violent explosions. Waves of cold sword power annihilated the scattered bodies, turning them into ashes and disappearing with the wind.
.
No more...
Chen Yu of White Jade Academy was even more miserable than Na Luoshen. He was annihilated by ashes, crushed into dust, and no bones remained.
Countless eyes were filled with fear, falling on the young man's back. Many strong men's faces and mouths twitched. How hateful was this sword? Did Chen Yu offend Lin?
Why should I be treated so cruelly and inhumanely?
The faces of the people in White Jade Academy turned dark when they saw this scene. From being so elated before, to now they were completely decadent. Their eyes looked at Lin Yun with nothing but endless hatred.
Where did this guy come from?
"Bai Yuchen, if you and I try to keep our trump cards, I'm afraid the outcome won't be much better than these two."
Cao Xiu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the back of the young man in green with a bitter smile on his face. It was so miserable. In this hell mode, the four of them originally worked together to kill Lin Yun, but this situation was completely
Turned over.
Hell mode has become their hell and the shame of White Jade Academy.
The three people from his White Jade Academy were actually watching, and they were all going to become Lin Yun's stepping stones.
No!
No way, Lin Yun will die today!
Cao Xiu's reckless murderous intent reappeared in his body, and the look in his eyes became sharper than ever before. It was obvious that he was planning to fight to the death.
Bai Yuchen, who was not far from him, looked at Lin Yun coldly and responded in a deep voice: "It's exactly what I want, and I have no intention of holding back. If this person doesn't die today, you and I can't stand up..."
Click!
But before he finished speaking, a flash of sword light swept past him with lightning speed. Cao Xiu, who was filled with murderous intent and was about to reveal his trump card, was blown into two halves before he could say a word.
It's like a wooden board that exploded from the middle.
Bai Yuchen's legs went weak instantly, and his lips kept shaking up and down. He saw that it was the sword that forced Jiang Yi to admit defeat before.
Domineering sword, running through thunder and cutting lightning!
Boom!
It was only at this moment that the sound of thunder derived from the sword's will began to resound throughout the world, but that man was already dead.
The eyes of all the people on the seats in the mountains and plains fell on the young man in green. The young man was holding a sword and slowly walked towards Bai Yuchen, who was the only one left.
Just like when the hell mode started, he ran towards the four people's ridicule and disdain with one person and one sword.
With the heart towards the sword, move forward indomitably!
