Chapter 382

"Sent to death?

Mu Xiuhan and the three of them, who were standing side by side, saw Lin Yun, who was moving forward in the wind and snow, and took the initiative to kill him. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The corners of his mouth were hooked up with a faint mockery, and he couldn't stop sneering.

But it didn't take long for them to stop laughing, and the land was white. The young man in Tsing Yi appeared in the field of vision of the three of them very clearly, approaching in the wind and snow, but gradually blurred in the perception of the three of them.

His sword momentum, like a cloud, quietly dispersed, fluctuating.

"Gone?"

Suddenly, the young man in Tsing Yi in the wind and snow disappeared from the field of vision of the three of them.

The faces of several people changed greatly, they were secretly vigilant, and their eyes looked around.

Boom!

The sword groaned, and a purple sword light appeared out of thin air without warning, falling behind Bai Yue.

Bai Yue was not in a hurry to think about it, and drew his sword out of its sheath, wanting to block this sword.

Thundered!

At the moment when the blade was handed over, the true yuan was shocked, and Bai Yue was shocked back by a sword when he couldn't reach it, his palm was numb, and he faintly held the sword in his hand.

"Damn, what kind of power is this!"

Bai Yue's eyes flashed with a different color, he had obviously been promoted to the tenth level of Xuanwu, but in terms of true yuan and sword intent, he was weaker than the other party.

Under the superposition of the two, it is also the power of a sword, but it has caused a huge gap.

Lin Yun, who shook off the other party, did not chase deeply, he seemed to have eyes behind his back. With a reflexive sword, he stabbed past, and the tip of the sword was cold, like a little starlight.

The overwhelming cold air poured from the tip of the sword, preparing to sneak attack from behind.

It looked like he took the initiative and rushed towards the funeral sword, but when the cold light hit, his face changed drastically and he retreated.

Whew!

Moving a step between the flat ground, the green mountains are long sleeved like water, and the water waves are surging. A flash of sword light slashed out from top to bottom, and it was obviously Mu Xiuhan who swooped down from mid-air.

But the person was still in mid-air, but he was forced to be pressed down by Lin Yun, the majestic sword light from top to bottom.

Clang!

With the horizontal sword in his body, Mu Xiuhan clenched his teeth and blocked this sword with some difficulty.

"Can you stop it?"

Lin Yun's expression was indifferent, and his sword, like a wave of water on the surface of the lake, roared angrily, and then spurted and slammed, falling down continuously.

Rub rub!

Between breaths, the stormy sword light fell towards Mu Xiuhan's ping pong.

Mu Xiuhan was cut down with only the power to parry, and in the continuous sword light, he kept bursting back.

After the seventy-seven forty-nine swords, Lin Yun suddenly increased his strength, and with one sword, Mu Xiuhan flew out completely.

With a flick of his wrist, he turned around and stabbed a sword.

Shout!

The cold light of the tip of the sword was like a star, and it continued to expand in the eyes of the roaring Jing Jue. Its monstrous flames suddenly became dumb, and his face became extremely difficult to look at.

It was another sword, another turn, and he found his flaw.

What the hell is going on!

But this time, Lin Yun didn't give him a chance to leave calmly, the tip of the sword was against his shoulder to shoulder, and his feet kept approaching forward.

I can't describe Jing Jue's mood at this moment, he was covered in cold sweat, unable to turn around, unable to move forward.

He could only keep retreating backwards, but this sword followed him like a shadow, no matter how much he retreated, the distance from the tip of his nose never exceeded two inches.

There was no way to retreat, and Jing Jue, who was forced into a desperate situation, roared. The right hand holding the sword slashed towards the sword with lightning speed.

Boom!

But Lin Yun seemed to have expected it, and the sword body was pointed downward, and a line of blood was cut out of Jing Jue's arm.

In the scream, Lin Yun shot like lightning, and the funeral sword kept pointing like a spear.

Jing Jue tried his best to dodge, but he still couldn't avoid them all.

A sword stabbed him in the chest, and blood splattered him, sending him flying hard.

The golden crow seal behind him bloomed, Lin Yun stretched out his arms, and he rushed out like golden crow lightning and rose into the air.

Boom!

Mu Xiuhan and Bai Yue, their respective killing moves, suddenly fell short. Bombarded on the ground, bursting into the air with huge liftoffs, rocks mixed with snowflakes, and wildly bursting.

The light of the bright moon!

Before the two of them had time to withdraw, they saw a sword light in mid-air, magnificent and domineering, like a blazing bright moon, falling mercilessly.

The sword is like the bright moon, and the bright moon is like fire.

This sword light, incredibly powerful, slashed at Mu Xiuhan and Bai Yue in the incredible eyes of many people watching the battle.

Poof!

The sword momentum of the two shattered, and the true elements of the body protection were all crushed, and blood kept splashing out.

"This ......"

"Impossible!"

The expressions in the eyes of the two were extremely shocked, and they couldn't believe that the two of them couldn't even catch Lin Yun's sword when they joined forces. Not only did he not catch it, but he was even broken by the True Yuan of the Protective Body, leaving several hideous and terrifying scars.

The other party is just a rising star of Xuanwu Jiuzhong, no matter how strong he is, he shouldn't beat the two so easily.

He didn't have such a strong strength in the Demon Lotus Secret Realm, and even in the ninth layer of the Treasure Palace, he was not as strong as it was so terrifying.

In the ten layers of the treasure hall, what did he experience to produce such a transformation?

"The light of the bright moon is almost burning like a flame, what realm does he have to cultivate to this level in order to achieve such a point?"

"I'm afraid it's already at its peak, this son is really terrible......"

"No, not only that, in addition to the peak perfection of the Water Moon Sword Technique, his sword intent is afraid that it is already close to the complete innate sword intent. ”

"It must be like this, close to the innate sword intent, blessed under the peak consummate Shuiyue Sword Technique, it is not an exaggeration to have this power. ”

In the chaotic battle of the five sects, Lin Yun's sword can be described as a shocking stone, which made many sects watching the battle shine and be shocked.

Shui Wuxian listened to the discussion of the sect elders, but he secretly shook his head in his heart, he felt that what these people said was very right.

But I didn't say anything about the main point......

Lin Yun must have experienced something in the tenth layer, and his sword was obviously much more confident. The realm and cultivation have not changed, but the inner temperament of the whole person has undergone a qualitative change.

It was a kind of spirit, an indescribable kind of spirit, which only a swordsman could understand.

In the chaotic battle, the people of the Sword Pavilion who were fighting with the four sects were also surprised when they saw this scene.

"Haoyue is like fire, this is the highest level of Shuiyue swordsmanship, the pinnacle is complete!"

"Lin Yun has cultivated a spirit-level super-grade sword technique to the peak of perfection, it's incredible. ”

"Hahaha, what a Lin Yun, it really surprised me. ”

"The clouds will not disperse, the Sword Pavilion will not fall, everyone, kill me with me, and strengthen my Sky Sword Pavilion. ”

"Strengthen my Sky Sword Pavilion!"

Shocked by Lin Yun's strength, the sword pavilion suddenly increased in momentum, and for a while, it actually made the four sects who joined forces feel a deep pressure.

"Damn, give me death!"

The storm arose, blowing the boundless wind and snow, but it was Jing Jue who was forced to retreat, and under the rage, he didn't care about the injuries on his chest.

At the moment when Lin Yun split out the light of the bright moon and landed, he killed it again.

His knife is extremely accurate.

Ignoring the blood surging from the wound on his chest, he didn't have the slightest idea of suppression, he just wanted to wait for the moment Lin Yun landed. From the rear, cut it in half, he did not believe it, he did not believe that he would fail three times.

Shout!

But the moment Lin Yun turned around, the situation suddenly reversed, and Jing Jue didn't have time to make a knife at all, and his arrogance was gone.

Just because Lin Yun's sword was against his eyebrows.

At the center of his eyebrows, there was even a drop of blood spilling, and it was the tip of the sword that pierced the skin.

Jing Jue's face turned white as soon as he brushed it, like falling into an ice cave, his whole body was cold, and he trembled slightly.

"In the heart of anger, there are more and more flaws, and since you are bent on death, I will do as you wish. ”

"No ......"

Poof!

Lin Yun didn't give Jing Jue a chance to argue, and with a sword, he pierced through his eyebrows.

Frost and cold!

The moment the sword was drawn, accompanied by the splash of blood, Lin Yun turned around and unleashed the killing move of the Water Moon Sword Technique.

Boundless sword momentum, everywhere it passes, freezes everything.

Under this sword, the vast flying snow and Bai Yue, who struggled to get up, were frozen together, and time seemed to stand still.

The snowflakes did not move, and the two ice sculptures were also unable to move.

Click!

The next moment, when the ice sculpture shattered, Bai Yue and Mu Xiuhan exploded into countless debris, and the snowflakes flew again with the dissipating sword momentum.

In the midst of the static movement, the two demons fell, merging with the snowflakes in the sky, and the bones were gone.

"Dead?"

The Quartet was frightened, and no one thought that Jing Jue, Mu Xiuhan and Bai Yue would die under Lin Yun's sword at the same time.

Even if he thinks he has the strength to defeat, he may not dare to kill.

But no one thought that Lin Yun not only dared to kill, but also did not hesitate and was extremely decisive.

Such a scene deeply shocked the major sects in the Quartet camp.

"This ......"

"Alas, the swordsman's way of killing is really vividly reflected in this son. As a swordsman, how can anyone dare not kill. The Water Moon Sword Technique is in his hands, it is really a little incredible, and he can do whatever he wants, like an arm. In the future, this son will definitely shine in the Longmen Competition. ”

"Could it be that he has the strength to challenge the eighth prince at the end of the year?"

"Childe has the strength to kill the Purple Mansion, he shouldn't be able to do it, but it may not be impossible to kill the top ten. ”

"If he can be promoted to Xuanwu Tenth at the end of the year, maybe it will be ......."

"Don't be, how difficult it is to break through to the Xuanwu Tenfold, he didn't break through to the Xuanwu Tenfold in the Demon Lotus Secret Realm this time. Within two years, I'm afraid it will be difficult to be promoted to the tenth level of Xuanwu, how can there be so many adventures in this world......"

Indeed, in the later stage of Xuanwu's cultivation, there will rarely be a situation of rapid progress.

Unless you encounter an adventure similar to the Demon Lotus Secret Realm, the Demon Lotus Secret Realm only appears once in twenty years.

Outsiders were just shocked, but the elders of the Demon Flame Sect, the Blood Bone Sect, and the Three Sects of the Seven Peerless Castles were furious.

The three sects dragged the Sword Pavilion up and down, as if they were creating an opportunity for the three of them, but they couldn't imagine that the three of them had died under Lin Yun's sword.

Avenge!

In the eyes of the elders of the three sects, there was a killing intent, and there was no longer any desire to compete for treasures.

Some are just boundless killing intent, even if the whole sect is destroyed, Lin Yun will have to be slaughtered.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart.

"Hold the formation, don't let these guys rush over. ”

The situation changed suddenly, and the three major sects were no longer delaying with the Sword Pavilion, and desperately rushed towards the sword array laid by the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion.

The brawl, at this moment, turned into a bloody battle!

The sword elder, Luo Feng and the others, desperate and desperate. However, the number of the four sects was too large, and immediately, there were seven or eight deacons from the half-step Purple Mansion who broke through the sword formation and fought towards Lin Yun.

"Boy, take your life!"

These more than ten half-step deacons of the Purple Mansion were red-eyed, and they were all full of evil spirits, which was extremely terrifying.

Call!

Putting the sword back into its sheath, Lin Yun patted it lightly in the storage bag, and the moment the red blood battle flag appeared, it was tightly held by his hands.

Click!

The banner condensed a two-moon blood sickle as thin as a cicada's wings, and a hideous and sharp triangular barb popped out at the end, and the true yuan surged, continuously injecting into it.

The monstrous aura contained in the treasure weapon suddenly burned like a blood flame, permeating every corner of the Red Flame Battle Blade.

Lin Yun, who was holding the battle blade tightly, raised his eyebrows, and looked coldly at the seven deacons who rushed towards him.

Under the influence of the Red Flame Blade's evil qi, the world in his eyes was scarlet, both real and illusory.

If killing is destined to be unavoidable, then let the endless blood and bones be buried on my Lin Yun's peak path.

Kill without mercy, kill and exterminate!