Chapter 782 How Fast the Sword Is Blooming Like Lightning
Chapter 782
Under the dark and heavy Thunder Clouds, the imposing momentum was strong and unpopular, looking at Lin Yun with cold eyes, quite a kind of high -rise taste.
"There is nothing great to sword, others are afraid of you Lin Yun, I'm not afraid!"
Feng Wudao stared at Lin Yun and said coldly.
He has always paid attention to Lin Yun, especially his battle with Bai Yan. The sword meaning of Lin Yun's finally showed people's eyes and amazing.
This battle caused Lin Yun's popularity to skyrocket, completely throwing away the seal.
Even many people think that Lin Yun and Feng Wu Dao are no longer a level opponent. Not many people think that he will win in this battle.
Deep in the heart of Feng Wudao, it is quite a good idea, and make up the idea to let this group of people take a good look.
The response of everyone on the observation seat is indeed as expected to see such horrible thunder will. The warriors who followed this battle were obviously quiet, his expression was dignified, and he did not dare to disconnect.
"Shooting, don't talk nonsense."
Lin Yun said lightly, not to argue.
The sword meaning is really fine, but anyone who scores it, such as Bai Yan, his sword meaning is worthless in front of Lin Yun.
Even if it is the same sword of Xiaocheng, Lin Yun asked himself, and he could easily crush the other party. The two people's cultivation journey, the perception of the kendo, and the talent on the kendo could not be compared.
"Thunder Eight Desert!"
Feng Wudao took the lead. He was obviously not weak in winning the victory so far.
boom!
The sky -sized thunder cloud suddenly became a dull loud noise, and the thunder was endless.
The palm of the palm is swept.
Boom!
Shenglongtai trembled, and the wind coming on the face made Lin Yun's shirts rang, as if it would be rolled away at any time.
It can be imagined that when the palm is coming, how terrible the impact will be.
Knite!
A brighter light, slowly cracking slowly from top to bottom in the middle of the giant palm. When the thunderbolt hand was killed in front of Lin Yun, it splitted and divided into two halves and flew away from its side.
Lin Yun, which is in the middle, has some residual electric light on his body, but it has not been hurt at all.
"Broken Thunder!"
There was a different color in Feng Wu Dao's eyes, but he had expected this trick long ago, and he couldn't really hurt Lin Yun.
With a flash of body, the backhand that had been prepared, and the clouds were bombarded towards Lin Yun like the water.
Click! Ka! Click!
Lin Yun walked randomly, and the sword was like electricity, the dazzling sword light, and he could always put the opponent's killing tricks before falling.
"hateful."
Feng Wudao's face changed slightly, and he found his thunderic will, although he a little will the opponent's sword meaning. However, as long as he launched the offensive and killed him, he would always be easily resolved.
As a result, when he was exhausted, he could not maintain such a thunder.
The other party's innate sword, for fear of the blink of an eye, it will turn into a flood beast to swallow it.
No, get fast!
Feng Wu Dao's heart was horizontal, and the heavy Lei Yun between the sky was rolling madly.
"Leiyun Storm!"
He absorbed the experience of Bai Yan's defeat, which was preparing to kill in the ranking of the battle.
Well!
The black thunder clouds in the sky fell down like snowflakes. The next moment of the windpacked masterpiece. Thunder's condensed snowflakes, under the unreasonable real Yuan style, instantly turned into a terrible storm to swallow the mountains and rivers of the mountains and rivers.
The momentum was swept towards Lin Yun.
The black thunder cloud storm is as high as a hundred feet.
There is no dead ends in this blow.
Feng Wudao is confident that the other party will be stirred sooner or later. Once you enter the storm, the other party's sword will not have much use of martial arts.
The swordsman's flesh has always been not strong, and the sword will be abolished, and it will undoubtedly lose.
Battle sword, Benlei cut electricity!
Lin Yun took a step forward, stepped out, and the funeral flowers shook eighteen sword light.
Every sword light goes away, and the sword with a completely electro -lighting sword, flashing the dazzling light. The speed of the sky is faster, which makes people unable to respond.
Knite!
Almost instantaneous, the heavy Lei Yun between the sky was stabbed out of eighteen huge holes. The sunlight shone on the sword light through eighteen holes, which made the light dazzling.
The green silk is like a waterfall, Tsing Yi is like a cloud, Lin Yun's right hand turns gently, and the eighteen electric light overlap in an instant.
The heavy thunderbolt of the sky was originally stabbed out of the cavity. It was immediately torn apart like a cloth, and it was split in the blink of an eye. The sun was spilled again.
boom!
The appalling Thunder Cloud Storm was like a monster and monsters, and it was annihilated under the sun.
Of course, people with a little better eye power can see. This is because the thunder will be broken because the thunderous will, and the foundation of the Thunder Cloud Storm is destroyed, and naturally it cannot exist. Even if it has been killed in front of Lin Yun,
It has to be dispersed like a smoke.
Clamp!
The funeral flower scratched a arc in the air, and Lin Yun received the sword to return to the sheath. The arc light was the eighteen swords of the sword that was condensed together.
Puff!
Feng Wudao is extremely powerful. Even if the Thunder will be broken, the vast majority of swordsmanship flashes.
But still hit the three swords, a sword hole wearing his right shoulder, let it be shocked into the air. It was a ray of swords, and the hole was wearing his left shoulder.
Rotate.
Alas!
The last sword bombed on his heart and crushed his body's true element. Rotating him in the air, such as sandbags, was thrown on the edge of Shenglongtai.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye.
It looks like Lin Yun is clearly collecting swords and returning to the sheath, but it can be sealed without the road, but it is a ray of sword light.
On the ground, the clothes on the body were stained with blood early.
How fast is the sword, the flowers bloom like electricity.
"Entry into."
In the eyes of everyone, as if in the deep dreams, the elders of many dominant power, but they were dignified, and slowly spit out these four words.
The first formula of the bullying sword is just like in Lin Yun, changing many endless end, an antelope hanging the corner, no trace to find.
In addition to being able to describe these deep realms, other words can be described as other words.
Feng Wu Dao and Lin Yun are not masters at all, the difference is a bit far away.
"Really a kendo!"
Tian Jianzong and Beixue Villa, these two major elders of Jianli Zong showed their appreciation eyes in their eyes.
Now it seems that his talent talent is not just as simple as Nangong Yeyu.
The referee looked at it, but he guessed that Lin Yun would win, but he did not expect to be so beautiful. A set of swordsmanship that had never been showed, which was obviously scary, but in his hands, it was like a flower, let it open it, just let it open.
Open, let it destroy it.
"Win again, so far, Lin Yun is still winning. It's terrible. I thought it was a hard battle. I didn't expect to win so suddenly."
"From beginning to end, it is a congenital sword, but it has also been exposed. The killing tricks he used to make
The sword method that has never been displayed before. "
"This Lin Yun, it's really exciting. I really want to know how many core cards he has."
After everyone was awakened, the blood was boiling and excited.
It even felt that Lin Yun won the game, and it was even more enjoyable than them. It seemed that his expectations had been pinned on him.
"This guy, the popularity is really high."
Ye Qingfeng, who was Ziyue Dongtian, put his lips, and it was slightly no.
"Hey, do you not accept it?"
Fang Hanluo, who was also in the four groups, smiled slightly and said it intentionally.
"You're convinced?"
Ye Qingfeng said coldly: "You and I have a great chance to meet him. I don't want to be a stepping stone for others. Before the ranking battle, I don't want to let the winning victory terminate."
Fang Hanluo squeezed his chin, his eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes were hot, and he laughed: "I have a hunch. He should be able to completely inspire my potential. As long as he wins him, I have a great chance of this group dragon feast.
Top 10 of the impact. ""
"Thinking a lot."
For this Fang Han Luo, Ye Qingfeng did not look at it, and there was a slight disdain.
A lunatic, always seeking breakthroughs in the war, as long as you are not careful, you will die very miserable. If you want to enter the top ten, you can live to the ranking battle, which is unknown.
As if to confirm his words, in the next game, he only used three tricks to defeat his opponent in Thunder Wanjun's storm.
The strong horizontal claws are once again displayed in front of the world.
Continue.
The melee of other groups is equally exciting.
The rising shows collided in advance, and they can still maintain a rookie of winning streak. The number is getting less and less.
Bai Lixuan, Yue Weiwei, and the mysterious black robe knife guest wished Qingshan. These other groups are still maintaining a rookie, which is becoming more dazzling.
The Xuanhuang Qi in Long Yunyu on his body, the overflowing light, is as eye -catching as Xinghui, extremely conspicuous.
After a few rounds, Lin Yun did not encounter a too strong opponent, and he won the game in surprise.
Unconsciously, he has won fifteen games in a row.
"The sixth round, Lin Yun ..."
The voice of the referee sounded. When the word Lin Yun appeared, the noise of the scene was immediately quiet.
A wonderful scene appeared, and countless people immediately moved their eyes from the other Shenglongtai, and looked at it with a hot look.
Four and seven groups, many people who have not fought with Lin Yun have been ugly, they cried secretly.
Now everyone knows that Lin Yun's strong horizontal is not inferior to the danger of his name.
"In the sixth round, Lin Yun fought against Ye Qingfeng!"
The voice of the referee fell completely, and the atmosphere of the scene immediately became hot. This battle is bound to be wonderful.
Ye Qingfeng is still winning, and it is also the only rookie under Ziyuedong's Tianmen.
"The two are finally right."
"Hey, in the four groups and seven groups, in addition to the dust and silence, there are not many real opponents in Lin Yun, and Ye Qingfeng and Fang Hanluo are."
"I don't know, can Ziyue Dongtian's face be kept?"
Various arguments entered their ears, Ye Qingfeng sneered in his heart, and he looked indifferent to the dragon platform.
Soon, Lin Yun also went up.
Ye Qingfeng glanced at his eyes, his expression was difficult to hide his excitement, and the cold voice laughed: "I have been looking forward to this battle for a long time."
"Soon, you won't look forward to it."
Lin Yun said casually.
Without the words, Ye Qingfeng's face was dark. Should this kid be so arrogant!