When the porcelain white faceless mask fell, a face that no one could have imagined appeared in front of everyone.

It's not Lin Yun, who is it!

In the martial arts arena, the two brothers, Han Mo and Han Feng, rubbed their eyes vigorously.

After confirming it again and again, it was finally confirmed that this white-shirted swordsman was Lin Yun.

"Obviously we have been driven into the Burial Sword Forest, why did this guy run out again......"

Mo Qingyun was also shocked and incredulous.

The top ten Xuanwu realm leaders, including Huangfu Jingxuan, changed their faces one after another.

They joined forces that day and saw with their own eyes that Lin Yun was cornered and forced into the Burial Sword Forest.

It was a mortal land, and no one could get out of it.

But right now, Lin Yun appeared alive in front of everyone, which undoubtedly gave everyone who was chasing and killing Jean in the first place.

Not only did he come out alive, but he also broke the entrance and was promoted to the Xuanwu realm.

Thinking of Lin Yun's cold eyes that day, and then looking at Leng Mo, who was nailed to the ground and wailing in pain, several people felt a little chilled.

"This guy, how could he possibly come out. ”

Feng Haoyu, who almost killed Li Wuwu with one palm, looked very ugly.

Some people look ugly, and naturally some people are happy.

"The little guy came out alive...... But when it comes to doing it, it's really ruthless. ”

Xinyan's beautiful eyes flowed, and the haze between her eyebrows disappeared.

From the moment she came into contact with Lin Yun, the feeling that the young man gave her was very calm and as thorough as autumn water.

Even if he was rudder in the imperial capital and suffered all the grievances, he couldn't bear it.

But if you really think that he has a good temper and can be bullied at will, it would be a big mistake.

If you are not angry, you will be angry.

Just like Lin Yun now, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth! A shot from the blood-piercing dragon horse would return it to Leng Mo, a more ruthless and indifferent shot, making him suffer ten times and a hundred times the pain.

Next, it's Wang Ning!

Today, no matter who comes, they can't stop Lin Yun's murderous intent towards him.

The moment the mask fell, Wang Ning was completely frightened, didn't he say that the Burial Sword Forest was a place of death?

How did this guy get out......

I can't die, I must not die, I still have a great future, I am the descendant of the Wang family!

"Stop!"

Seeing Lin Yun, there was no sign of mercy, and Wang Yan beside Bai Ting shouted loudly.

Lin Yun didn't pay attention to it at all, and the sword in his hand went straight to Wang Ning's heart.

But as soon as his wrist was opened, there was a piercing sound of breaking the air behind him, and Lin Yun looked back.

Two figures flew towards him.

It was the two brothers Han Mo and Han Feng, the leaders of the Xuanwu Realm who were the first to attack him and Li Wuwu in the dark forest that day.

As soon as the two of them moved, the other Xuanwu realm leaders followed.

Before, I didn't know his identity, and these people didn't act rashly.

But right now, now that he knows Lin Yun's identity, he can't give him a way to live.

In the dark forest, Lin Yun was forced so badly, these people knew that they couldn't be good.

Instead of sitting back and waiting, it is better to be the first to strike.

To be able to break through the entrance at such a young age, they are naturally decisive people, and they made their choice without hesitation.

Taking advantage of the distraction, Wang Ning rolled on the ground a few times, quickly got up, and shouted: "Hurry up and slaughter this sword slave, if he doesn't die today, we won't be at peace in the future......!

Condense into a man, snap your fingers and hurt people!

Lin Yun glanced at it, and with a flick of his fingers, a wisp of sword light broke through the air.

The purple sword is like a frightening moment, and it is coming in the blink of an eye. Wang Ning hurriedly shut up, and moved his body to avoid the vital point.

Poof!

The sword almost pierced his heart, piercing Wang Ning's chest, and in the blood surge, he was shocked to the ground, and he died painfully.

"Not dead?"

A cold light flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, and he raised his leg to chase, wanting to make up for another sword.

But Han Mo Han Feng, under the joint efforts of these two brothers, the majestic sword momentum has completely enveloped him.

If you chase it again, you will enter the empty door on your back, and you will be crippled if you don't die.

It's too much of a deception!

On that day, in the dark forest, these two brothers were willing to be Wang Ning's dog's legs, relying on the cultivation of the Xuanwu Realm, and took the lead in attacking him.

Today it is the same again, endlessly, stubbornly.

Clang!

Distracted, Lin Yun was hit by the two of them and was shocked back three steps.

"I thought you'd grown a lot, but that's it. ”

Han Mo and Han Feng stood side by side, looking at Lin Yun who was repulsed, and sneered: "Pick up a dog's life from the Burial Sword Forest, be honest, it's not good to be a man with your tail down!"

Rub and go!

Feng Haoyu, Mo Qingyun and other Xuanwu realm leaders ran like dragons, chasing after them frantically.

As long as the two of them were dragging Lin Yun for a while, several people could completely rush over and besiege Lin Yun again.

"Join forces to strangle?"

Many elders of the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, as well as a group of senior disciples, all showed surprise.

Before, I heard some rumors that Wang Ning teamed up with the top ten Xuanwu realm leaders to strangle a disciple with five innate skills.

I don't believe it a little, and I always feel that it's too unbelievable.

But now, these people cooperated seamlessly, and they were familiar with the road, and they ran towards Lin Yun.

If it is the first time, there will definitely be no such tacit understanding...... Now, if you don't believe, you have to believe.

"Damn!"

Xinyan's face darkened, she didn't expect to witness such a shameless scene with her own eyes.

Beside Bai Ting, Wang Yan's nervous face gradually eased, and he said indifferently: "After all, it's a clown who jumps off the beam, I'll see how you die!"

Boom Boom!

Without warning, when everyone was defenseless, three thunderbolts suddenly sounded out of thin air in the martial arts arena.

The dense sword shadow, like a storm, suddenly rose from Lin Yun's palm.

Facing Han Mo Han Feng's shameful smile, Lin Yun stood firm, without saying a word, and with a wave of his hand, he killed the past with the Thunder Yin Sword Technique.

The wind is strong, and the wind is howling like thunder.

With a slight flick of his wrist, three swords were released in a row between breaths. Each sword is divided into ninety-nine eighty-one sword shadows, and when the three swords are pierced, there are more than two hundred sword shadows like a storm.

Han Mo and Han Feng both of them, their pupils shrank sharply, and they were a little caught off guard.

But that's not enough!

The thirty-six purple kite flowers in the dantian all bloomed, and Lin Yun's eyes flashed. With a long whistle, one breath, and six more swords.

Rub and go!

He pushed the Purple Kite Sword Technique to the extreme, and suffocated Han Mo Han Feng, who was oppressed, with the sword momentum all over his body, like a wild dragon overturning the river and the sea.

Han Mo Han Feng's face changed wildly, in the face of such a sword momentum, he had no idea of competing with it at all, and retreated again and again.

But in the blink of an eye, nine thunder sounds converged into one, and if you want to make a move, it's completely too late.

Boom!

The two of them were shocked and spit out blood on the spot, their expressions were in a trance, and the sword momentum was like a dragon.

Bang Bang Bang!

Han Mo and Han Feng gritted their teeth, each holding a long sword, dancing impenetrable. At the moment of life and death, all the strength of the body will be displayed.

I have to say that in the end, in the end, they are brothers, and when the two join forces, they are far from being able to break through ordinary sword moves.

But Lin Yun's sword is different, and the Lei Yin sword technique will only get faster and faster.

The first sword made the two of them so hard, and the second sword only doubled the pressure.

Falling!

In an instant, the flowers fell and they were born to die, and Lin Yun's sword light swayed, which was plausible, making Han Mo and Han Feng a little confused.

I don't know who Lin Yun's sword is coming at in a trance.

Poof!

When the sword light arrived, Han Mo was bounced away by a sword, and blood splattered on his chest like a flower.

The third sword, Flying Snow!

Without giving Han Feng much time to think, Lin Yun received the sword in the middle, rising like a cloud and flying like snow. The sword momentum all over his body was like surging white clouds, and the scattered sword rays were flying like snowflakes.

The sword in his hand, wrapped in a sword like snow, rolled away.

The vast sword momentum has both the agility of snow and the sea of clouds, and there is more spirituality in the lightning-like sword.

As soon as the sword came out, the sword light did not arrive, and the reckless sword momentum shook Han Mo into the air.

Chasing the Moon!

Reach the peak and chase the stars and the moon!

Lin Yun's figure flashed, so fast that people couldn't catch it, as if the stars, the sun and the moon were all left behind him.

When he showed his figure, Han Mo, who was shocking, had just landed behind him.

Boom!

As soon as Han Mo landed, hundreds of sword lights burst out from his body, accompanied by surging blood, and he fell to the ground with a bang, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Four moves, just four moves, Lin Yun defeated Han Mo Han Feng.

The two of them are not like Wang Ning, who only broke the entrance by breaking the Xuandan, and their cultivation is profound, and their swordsmanship is outstanding. Cooperate with each other, and it is even more difficult to solve.

Just said that Lin Yun was just such an evaluation, it seemed that the words were still in his ears, and the two of them had already lay down like dead pigs and dead dogs.

But the involvement of the two of them also created an excellent opportunity for the remaining six Xuanwu Realm leaders.

"Kill him!"

Led by Mo Qingyun and Feng Haoyu, six Xuanwu realm leaders flew into the air.

The true yuan of the whole body was drumming, and at the same time, the martial soul was sacrificed, and the violent momentum was overwhelming, and it was coming in the blink of an eye.

Click!

The six Xuanwu realm leaders, and at the same time sacrificing the peak blow of the martial soul, it is too terrifying. Before it completely fell, the terrifying sound made the ground under Lin Yun's feet explode one after another and spread.

With such a terrifying reputation, as long as a casual killing move, it fell on Lin Yun.

It will be hit the spot, without any surprises.

Everyone put themselves in their shoes, and they couldn't imagine that Lin Yun had any way to break the situation.

But Lin Yun's long sleeves were like clouds, and he waved his hand. It's like a crane spreading its wings, an antelope hanging its horns, and there is no trace to be found.

When the long sleeves of his white robe spread out like a cloud, the trembling sword body erupted with a loud sound comparable to thunder. It was like a thunderbolt, not in the sky, not in the clouds, in his hands, sounding out of thin air.

Boom!

The terrifying thunder sound, precipitating the sword momentum precipitated by the four styles of wind, flower, snow, and moon, exploded with a bang.

The last form of the Lei Yin swordsmanship, Shenxiao......

The sound of the gods is like thunder, breaking through the sky!

Feng Haoyu and Mo Qingyun, the six leaders of the Xuanwu Realm, were only half a zhang away from being able to land their killing moves on Lin Yun.

But after all, it was half a foot off, and the flat ground thundered, rising from the palm of his hand. At such a close distance, the six people were shocked on the spot and bled out, their ears were deaf, their eyes were blurred, and after they fell to the ground, they covered their ears and wailed in pain.

The terrible sound of thunder buzzed in their minds like an explosion.

In the martial arts arena, the rest of the nine-star newcomers have long been far away from the center of the storm.

But I was still stunned by this sudden thunder sound, and I only felt a splitting headache and a shocking eardrum.

The remaining dozens of puppets kept shaking under the thunder shock. Then there was a thud, and it fell apart, disintegrating into a mess of parts.

"Bang Bang!"

Huangfu Jingxuan smiled slightly, clapped his hands, and walked out slowly.

The crisp applause also woke everyone up from their trance, and they found that Huangfu Jingxuan had not made a move.

Also right...... Huangfu Jingxuan, mastering a powerful half-step sword intent. The strength is significantly higher than that of other Xuanwu Realm leaders, so they naturally have their pride, and they are unwilling to join forces with them to deal with Lin Yun.

"Being a waste martial spirit, you can have the current strength, which is really impressive. But that's the end of it......"

Boom!

With a melodious sword chant, Huangfu Jingxuan drew his sword out of the sheath, and the half-step sword intent on his body bloomed.

His long hair is flamboyant, and he is handsome.

Under the support of the half-step sword intent, it was like a peerless sword, making people feel that there seemed to be a light on him that could not be looked at directly.

"And Huangfu Jianfeng, it's enough to have him!"

Wang Yan, who was already desperate, lit up in his eyes and rekindled hope.

Swordsman, be sharp!

I'd rather bend than bend, go forward, who else will I be!

But Lin Yun's body suddenly swung an endless edge, and there was a terrifying sword momentum on him, rising from the ground and soaring upwards until people couldn't stare at all.

Complete Sword Intent!

Many of the senior disciples of the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, as well as many elders, all stood up suddenly, and the expressions in their eyes were extremely shocked.

Suddenly, I somewhat understood why Lin Yun's strength was so terrifying.

Lin Yun waved his hand, and the Funeral Flower Sword carried a complete sword intent.

With the momentum of thunder, it broke through the air, easily crushing the half-step sword intent on Huangfu Jingxuan's body, and stabbed him in the chest with a pop.

The light of rice grains also dares to compete for glory!

The half-step sword intent is against the complete sword intent, crushing without suspense, and the speed is even a little unacceptable, but it has to be accepted.

Lin Yun glanced at it, his eyes were indifferent, and he said lightly: "Don't pretend in front of me, if you are willing to join forces with them, you may have a fifty percent chance of defeating me...... As for now, I can defeat you with a single sword. On the day you planted sword intent in your body without worry, today I will let you feel this taste!"

Airplanes!

The funeral sword inserted in Huangfu Jingxuan's chest hummed non-stop, and the complete sword intent followed the sword body and swept wildly in Huangfu Jingxuan's body.

His face was pale, his facial features were distorted in pain, he knelt on one knee, and even made a painful sound.

There was a look of horror in his eyes, and the complete sword intent was endless, immortal, and even growing.

"Save ...... Save...... I. ”

Huangfu Jingxuan looked at Lin Yun in despair, his eyes were full of begging, he knew too well the terrifying nature of this sword intent.

I have to say that for him who just said that this is the end, this scene is too mocking.

Lin Yun didn't bother to pay attention, his face changed slightly, and when he looked back, it was Wang Ning struggling to get up.

Stumbled to the edge of the arena, just one step away from passing through the blue light mask.

Seeing Lin Yun's gaze, Wang Ning stopped, and suddenly felt a little happy.

What if you comprehend the complete sword intent, I still can't help it!

couldn't help but sneer: "I know you want to kill me, but unfortunately, you still can't kill me today." The days are long, the water is long, I will slowly play with you in the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, I will see what you are capable of fighting with me as a waste martial spirit!"

Before he finished speaking, he hurriedly turned around and prepared to jump out of the arena.

As long as he is out of the martial arts arena, there is Elder Bai Ting, and his eldest brother Wang Yan is there...... If Lin Yun wants to kill him again, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky!

"Go back. ”

There was starlight rising into the sky in the martial arts arena, and Li Wuwu flew with a kick, rushed through the blue light curtain, and kicked on his body.

Boom!

In the loud noise, Wang Ningdun was like a sandbag, bursting into the air.

When he fell, he rolled dozens of meters, and when he looked up, he just saw Lin Yun's cold face and cold eyes.

Suddenly frightened, three souls and seven spirits, lost half of it.

In those bright eyes, there was clearly one word written at this moment, kill!