Chapter 593

Sunset Fog Flowers!

Who doesn't know the sunset mist flower when they come to this withered sea, but who will deliberately look for this kind of flower?

Most of them just picked it off when they saw it, which was an unexpected small fortune, but it was obviously worth the loss by not going to the sunset fog flower.

The huge withered sea, ancient ruins can be seen everywhere, and there are countless treasures of heaven and earth, so it makes no sense for them to go to find the sunset fog flower.

For a while, the dozens of people who were lured by the burial sword were furious.

They didn't come here for any sunset fog flowers, for the Xingjun Ancient Tomb, and for the heavenly and earthly treasures in the withered sea.

Although this Lin Yun was a little terrifying, he injured two Yang Xuan Realm Dacheng people with a single sword, but with so many people leaving, he only had one pair of hands.

"I'm sorry, I didn't have the time to find you any sunset flowers!"

"Do you want us to find you Yukika for free and take us for fools?"

"Leave the storage bag behind, go dream!"

"Let's just do it, ignore him!"

Such suppressed anger caused an uproar in an instant after someone took the lead.

Sou!

Dozens of figures suddenly rose into the air, each spreading their own body and running in all directions.

Lin Yun made a wrist, the funeral sword was tightly attached to his arm, his left hand was sealed, and he said softly: "Since you're here, don't go." ”

With so many people, it's not good to leave in vain, and his funeral sword is still pointing at these people.

Just like refining can't catch water, it's like the sun and the moon don't live in the sky!

The moment the left hand was sealed, a monstrous killing intent that fused with the vast sword momentum shrouded out in an instant.

Under this killing intent, the air was as thick as viscous, making it difficult for the people who rose into the air to walk as if they were in a deep quagmire.

"Damn, what's going on?"

"I can't move!"

"Damn!"

A group of people who were scattered in all directions were suddenly frightened and struggled desperately.

Lin Yun didn't give these people much of a chance, and when the killing intent was stacked to seven times, he punched out.

Seven Killing Seals of Buddhism!

The fist exploded, and in the earth-shattering loud sound, these sect disciples in mid-air suffered heavy blows on the spot, and they vomited blood and fell to the ground. As for the many ancient buildings nearby, every part was crushed into powder under such a fist.

Gently swaying with the wind, the ashes are annihilated.

When the dust cleared, the young man in Tsing Yi standing in the wind was agitated, and his body was filled with domineering spirit in all directions.

One punch, just one punch, caused these dozens of people to be hit the spot.

This is the power of the Seven Killing Seals of Buddhism, which can make a person's killing intent multiply, not from one to seven, but from one to two, two to four, four to eight...... When it is stacked to seven times, that killing intent will reach a terrifying level.

What's more, in this kind of killing intent, Lin Yun's innate sword intent is also fused,

It was also Lin Yun who left his hand, if all the consummate innate sword intent of the peak perfection was sacrificed, there would be no living person in front of him.

"Sunset Fog Flower, I have, I have. ”

The burly man who was half-kneeling beside Lin Yun suddenly trembled when he saw the power of this punch, and took out three sunset mist flowers in the storage bag in a panic.

Lin Yun glanced at it and said lightly, "You can go." ”

Sou!

The burly man was relieved and hurriedly fled.

The man in the yellow shirt next to him gritted his teeth and said, "I only have one." ”

"Leave the storage bag, find the remaining two, and I'll return it to you. ”

Lin Yun stretched out his hand and unceremoniously took his storage bag

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