Chapter 339

Xuanwu is sevenfold?

The look in the eyes of everyone in the Quartet was a little incredulous, just now it was clear that there was only the cultivation of the Xuanwu Sixfold Peak, and it broke through in the blink of an eye.

Although it is rare to make a breakthrough in battle, it is not impossible.

can be as casual as Lin Yun, as simple as eating and drinking, even Princess Fenghua, who was sitting at the top of the chief, had a different color in her eyes.

Yue Qing, who was still angry, was also a little speechless, and his eyes were full of surprise.

Not to mention them, Luo Feng of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion was also confused. The sect gave Lin Yun a lot of resources, more than 6,000 second-grade spirit jades, but it broke through again in just a few days, which is really a bit incredible.

Only Xinyan showed a smile on her face, but she didn't see through.

She had already seen that Lin Yun had been secretly suppressing the medicinal power of the Heaven and Earth Strange Blood Flame Fruit, and intended to refine it well.

fought with Cao Jie, but he couldn't hold back, and it just so happened that Zuo Yun and Yue Qing challenged him at the same time.

That being the case, it is simply no longer suppressed.

In the center of the main hall, Lin Yun, who had been promoted to the seventh level of Xuanwu, his face had not changed, and he was as calm and calm as before.

But the looming edge on his body, the residual power of the sword, but no one dares to underestimate it anymore.

His words are equally shocking, you are not me, how do you know that I am not qualified to be arrogant?

Only then did everyone realize that the arrogance of the young man who had been laughed at by everyone beforehand was stronger than anyone else.

I just don't like it, I just argue with people.

But if you really think that he is easy to bully, the abolished Bai Yu, and Cao Jie, who is almost split in half, will underestimate his fate.

"Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, it is really another demon, not to be underestimated. ”

"But does he really want to fight one against two at the same time? ”

"Xuanwu Sixfold can defeat Cao Jie, who is Xuanwu Eightfold, and now that he is promoted to Xuanwu Sevenfold, he really has the qualifications to be one against two. It's just that this victory or defeat is really difficult to say, after all, everyone has seen Zuo Yuan's strength before. ”

"Anyway, this princess banquet is the most exciting. ”

After everyone woke up, the expression between their eyebrows was extremely excited. Lin Yun, who was promoted to Xuanwu Sevenfold, didn't know what kind of strength he would show.

Zuo Yun's debut is also very exciting.

Fit, he defeated Lin Lan, just like a dragonfly in water, before he showed the tip of the iceberg.

Yue Qing of the Shence Battalion, known as the successor of Guan Shan Gongzi, is also quite curious.

"Do I have the qualifications now?"

Lin Yun looked at Yue Qing and asked.

"Zuo Yun and Yue Qing, if you two have no opinion, this princess will agree to this discussion. ”

Princess Fenghua spoke, her voice was crisp, as if it was circling a circle of clouds and mist on the top of the mountain, reaching everyone's ears, smart and ethereal.

"I'm okay with that. ”

Zuo Yun was silent for a while, and said softly, a trace of battle intent ignited in his eyes, a smile appeared on his face, and he continued: "But Lin Yun, you should know about me." If you don't agree, you won't agree, but once you do, I will definitely not have reservations. ”

What kind of hole cards did Lin Yun dare to rely on so much.

He had a hunch that it was definitely not the Xuanwu Sevenfold Cultivator who had just been promoted, and he was very curious in his heart, and he couldn't help but look forward to this battle even more.

"Me too. ”

Lin Yun replied softly.

"Hmph, if you want to kill yourself, why should I stop you, just don't be able to afford to lose when the time comes. ”

Yue Qing's face was gloomy, and while speaking, he took out a silver spear with a cold glow from the storage bag, and a smell of blood diffused faintly from this silver spear, making many people frown slightly.

It seems that the rumors are true, the leaders cultivated by the Divine Strategy Battalion are indeed on the battlefield and have killed many people.

"Let's get started. ”

On the stage, Princess Fenghua said lightly.

Iron rope cold river!

As soon as the words fell, Zuo Yun pulled out the knife from the sheath, and in the cold river, a touch of knife intent turned into an iron cable, broke through the river, and rushed into the sky with himself.

Windswept sand!

Yue Qing snorted coldly, and between his shots, he was also ruthless. With a flick of his wrist, a strange blood light overflowed from the silver spear, and with a twist of a fist, it brought up a shocking wind, and there seemed to be a dust storm condensed by yellow sand in the wind.

He stabbed with a shot, like riding a war horse, galloping on the battlefield, there is a kind of heroic and fearless, not afraid of life and death.

As soon as the two of them shot, they showed their amazing strength, showing their respective knife skills and marksmanship to the fullest.

With just one move, it can be seen that the two must have worked knife and spearmanship.

Otherwise, it is impossible to show such a superb and sophisticated killing move at such an age.

"Well done. ”

Lin Yun's expression was calm, not competing with the two, his toes were light, and his figure retreated backwards.

The two fists burst out like lightning, shattering the sword light and spear that could not be avoided, and Lin Yun remained calm and tried to defend under the strong attack of the two.

Zuo Yun and Yue Qing are not idle people, and once the offensive of the two is launched, they are extremely fierce.

After ten moves, the offensive of the two was already terrifying, whether it was Zuo Yun's knife or Yue Qing's robbery, the people who watched it were a little shocked.

It's extremely scary to take it apart alone, let alone join forces.

But Lin Yun was not slow, and he circled around it with seven steps, like a boat jolting in the waves, up and down.

The attack that can't be dodged is also avoided and resisted with the flesh.

"It's time to make a move. ”

After dozens of moves, Lin Yun looked at the two who attacked again and said softly.

After fighting for such a time, I have figured out the details of the two of them, and some flaws in marksmanship and knife skills are also well understood.

"Ridiculous, do you have a chance?"

Yue Qing sneered, in his opinion, if Lin Yun had the ability to fight back, he would have done it a long time ago.

It's just a bluff to say it now.

"Take me another shot, and I'll see how you make a shot!"

Yue Qing shouted wildly, and the blood that overflowed from the silver spear in his hand suddenly shone brightly, as if it had been completely dyed red by heavy blood and pulled out of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, which was extremely terrifying.

Cowards, under this shot, don't say that you have to be scared to death.

Iron Horse Glacier!

Zuo Yun didn't speak, but he stabbed with his backhand, and the endless cold air overflowed, and the cold light on the knife body was cold. At this moment, the stinger was a little unable to open his eyes, and the ground was covered with a layer of light frost.

Lin Yun didn't dodge or dodge, but his body was as calm as water, and his calm and unhurried temperament suddenly became extremely aggressive.

The water moon sword momentum emanated from him like a wave, wave after wave. He turned into a lake, a lake that reflected the blue sky and white clouds, and the mountains gathered, sparkling like a mirror.

Smoke and water!

The sword was unsheathed, the funeral sword flickered, and the roses danced wildly, like a dream. Facing the opponent's two major killing moves, a sword stabbed out, like a mirror-like lake, like a stone falling, rippling layers of ripples, fluctuating vast mist.

Its sword is the vast mist above the lake, the vast atmosphere, but it is like a fog.

This sword, the smoke is vast, and the water mist is boundless.

Boom!

The spear and the sword that fell from the sky met Lin Yun's sword, and he was stunned in his heart. Their respective killing moves were like stones sinking into the sea, but Lin Yun's sword momentum was like mist, mighty and rolling.

"Retreat!"

The faces of the two changed slightly, they didn't dare to stay, and hurriedly retreated.

Big waves!

The mist dissipated, and Lin Yun repelled the two with a sword, but he did not chase deeply.

The moment he landed, the breeze blew and lifted the long hair on his forehead. Lin Yun waved his hand, his long sleeves were like clouds, and the sword light swept through, like an antelope hanging its horns, and there was no trace to be found.

This sword, the waves are monstrous!

It seemed to be an easy and freehand swing, but this sword consumed one-fifth of Lin Yun's true yuan.

There were sword lights on the flat ground, like waves on the lake, and the faces of the two who retreated suddenly froze. I found that no matter where I retreated, there was a cold sword on the ground, and there was nowhere to hide.

Cultivating to be promoted to Xuanwu Sevenfold, the Water Moon Sword Technique was in Lin Yun's hands, and it became more and more relaxed when it was wielded.

Many killing moves that consume a large amount of true yuan can also be used at will, and in an instant, they will cause terrifying and incomparably powerful sounds.

"Strange, isn't this the swordsmanship that the Sword Pavilion disciple performed before? I remember what it was called......"

"Water Moon Sword Technique!"

"Yes, that's the name, how it's so ordinary in that person's hands. In the hands of Lin Yun, it was so terrifying, Bai Yu was also defeated by this sword technique. ”

If you don't make a move, it's enough, and as soon as you make a move, it's shocking. In just two moves, Yue Qing and the others were broken, and the stormy offensive forced the two to retreat, waving a sword, and making the two of them scramble.

There are countless mountains, ten miles of peach blossoms are enchanting, and they are as red as rain.

Ignoring the words of the Quartet, Lin Yun swung out a sword, volleyed into the air, soared up and down, danced with the sword, and the vast sword light poured out.

The scattered sword light is like the petals flying down in the peach blossom forest among the mountains, and the petals are bright red, like blood rain.

It was really a wave of unsettled, wave after wave, and the erratic sword momentum made Yue Qing and Zuo Yun's faces gradually difficult to look at.

As soon as the two of them withdrew from the flash of sword light that rose from the flat ground, they had to face the scattered sword light that was as red as rain.

But that's not all!

The leaves fall all over the sky like rain, and the clouds and moon in the water come into the sword!

Whether it was the scattered sword light under his eyes or the mist that had drifted away before, all of them were poured into the sword body. The Burial Flower Sword suddenly trembled, and a terrifying sword qi condensed the cold glow and rushed towards Yue Qing and Zuo Yun.

Everywhere they passed, they were devastated, and the momentum exuded by the two of them dispersed as soon as they touched, and the blockers were invincible and indomitable.

This sword, like the clouds and moon reflected in the lake, gathered all the sword momentum scattered in the previous three moves. With the earth-shattering waves, rolling forward, compared to the smoke and water slightly ethereal arrows, extremely domineering, can be called arrogant, containing amazing explosive power.

Bang bang bang!

The sword qi and the blades in the hands of the two of them collided fiercely, and the loud sound was suddenly endless.

The two of them took several steps back, their expressions solemn, and the palms of their hands were torn apart, and the pain was incomparable. The aftermath shook on the flesh, and even more bloody wounds hung out, and the people who watched it were chilled.

Zuo Yun and Yue Qing glanced at each other, and the same thought surged in their hearts, they couldn't go on like this.

If Lin Yun's swordsmanship is allowed to continue, the strength of the two of them will inevitably not be able to unfold, and they will be consumed in his sword momentum.

But Lin Yun didn't give the two of them a chance to fight back, and almost at the moment when the two of them had just started to think, they suddenly found that the sky suddenly darkened.

What's going on?

Without waiting for the two of them to wake up, the majestic sword intent that Lin Yun had been brewing for a long time was finally enough.

A flash of sword light flickered, and between heaven and earth, there seemed to be two rounds of the bright moon contending, one in the sky and one on the water.

A sword out, two moons to fight.

At the beginning of the month, the night was not dark, and the majestic and vast sword intent roared out from Lin Yun's body. This sword intent seems to be dustless between heaven and earth, unstained with the dust of the world, the sword is divided into two moons, white and flawless, and the sky is clear and clear.

Rub and go!

On the Qiongtai Hall, many of the sword-wearing disciples have not yet had all the reactions. The sword flew unsheathed, uncontrollably, humming in the air, one by one, dancing wildly around its body.

Poof!

Zuo Yun and Yue Qing were hit by two rounds of moonlight sword momentum containing the most yin and cold, spit out blood on the spot, and fell to the ground holding their chests.

When I looked up, I saw an extremely shocking scene. I saw Lin Yun put his sword back into its sheath, and hundreds of long swords danced around, as if they surrendered to him, and ended up on the ground around him, shaking constantly.

"Innate Sword Intent!"

"Last night's person, it turned out to be him!"

The faces of the elders of the various sects changed wildly, and they suddenly got up, staring at Lin Yun one by one.

The eyeballs were about to fall, and last night, a touch of sword intent rose for no reason, causing a monstrous wave in the hearts of the elders of the various sects.

But no matter how much they wanted to break their heads, they couldn't imagine that this sword intent actually emanated from Lin Yun's body.