Chapter 262

Blood will be sprinkled all over the valley, and only one color will be left of the flowers. Before sunset, there was no more blood peak on the list of imperial thieves.

The words with a slight sense of slaughter, from Lin Yun's mouth, word by word, clearly reached everyone's ears.

At the scene, there was a sudden silence, deathly silence.

Bu Chen and Xiao Ran both opened their mouths wide and were dumbfounded.

Immediately after the blood dragon was gone, Bai Qiushui's anxious heart calmed down after Lin Yun said this.

His indifferent tone, eloquent, made those who felt that he was telling a joke before.

Gratuitous, creating the illusion that he can really do what he says.

But!

The person he wants to kill is the Great Thief Blood Peak, the top 100 loose cultivators on the Great Thief List.

Originally, Chu Haoyu, who was the first on the list of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, was in the top ten on the list of others, and only when he joined forces could he kill the thief.

Relying on his punch and sword, how can people be believed?

Lin Yun fell down to break the silence and calmly ordered, "Gao Yu, the Blood Dragon Horse will take Miss Bai away." ”

can be on the big thief list, even if the ranking is only ninety-six, the strength of the blood peak is terrifying and scary enough.

When the two fight, there will inevitably be no spare strength, and the aftermath of the war will definitely be uncontrollable.

The current situation of the Gao family's escort team, if you want to avoid it completely, it is impossible to do it.

As long as you fight, you will inevitably be hurt by the aftermath, or even die under the aftermath.

Although he didn't have much affection with these people, Lin Yun didn't have some scruples after all.

But if this blood peak refuses to leave, then he can't help it.

The Blood Dragon Horse can only take two people, it must be with the trustworthy Gao Yu, and Bai Qiushui, who must save his life.

The rest of the people can only ask for more blessings for themselves.

"Lin Gongzi, leave it to me. ”

Gao Yu nodded solemnly, turned over on the horse, pulled the reins, and galloped away with the blood dragon horse.

"Lin Yun!"

It turned into a bolt of lightning and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes in the blink of an eye.

The call left by Bai Qiushui also gradually faded away, and it reverberated in the valley for a long time.

The rest of the people, kneeling on the ground, had heaven and man at war in their minds.

I wanted to leave but didn't dare to go, for fear of angering Blood Peak and being killed in public.

"Since my debut, I don't know how many people I have seen who are as arrogant as you, and there have been two people who have been so loud before. But right now, kneeling on the ground like a dog, life and death are in my thoughts. ”

Xuefeng stared at Lin Yun coldly, and his words did not have the slightest feeling.

Buchen and Xiao Ran, who were kneeling on the ground, heard this, their faces were full of shame, and they didn't dare to raise their heads.

"Blood will be sprinkled all over the valley, and there will be only one color left in the flowers. You're right, but this blood won't be my blood. ”

When the words fell, the cold aura on Blood Peak's body filled with red light suddenly overflowed.

The grimace mask in his left hand turned into a ghostly light and burst out.

Condense into a sword, flick your fingers and hurt people.

Lin Yun raised his hand, and a substantial purple sword light popped out, breaking through the air, and instantly hitting the mask.

Clang!

The sound of a violent metallic collision, like thunder, exploded between the two of them.

The grimace mask rolled in a circle, but it didn't break, it swayed and slowly fell towards the ground.

Rumble!

The momentum on the two of them, along with the fall of the masks, burst up and soared.

The sixfold coercion of the Xuanwu on Xuefeng's body was mixed with the blood-colored evil qi, and the place where he stood was like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and he was daunted.

Lin Yun was full of sword intent, blending with the king demon between his eyebrows, and he was incomparable.

The sound of the dragon roaring and tiger roaring in the body sounded, and with the blessing of the dragon and tiger, in the face of the terrifying pressure of the blood peak, he was not afraid at all.

In the terrifying confrontation, the terrifying aura permeated out, and the disciples of the Gao family and the leaders of the sect who knelt on the ground were terrified and trembling in their hearts.

Rock!

When the grimace mask completely fell to the ground, the figures of Lin Yun and Blood Peak disappeared in place at the same time.

Boom!

At a speed that even the naked eye could not catch, the two of them exchanged lightning-fast punches.

Bang bang bang!

Then the fist exploded, and the thunderous sound echoed in this valley.

The afterimage on the ground was blurred, and Lin Yun combined his fist and sword, with the Purple Kite Sword Technique, to cast the Dragon and Tiger Fist and fight to the death against the Blood Peak.

"Breaking the air seal, the dragon flying and the tiger jumping!"

Breaking the empty seal, breaking the dragon and tiger in my heart, breaking the power of the heart, the flying dragon is in the sky, and the tiger leaps over the mountains and rivers.

Blood Demon Slash, Blood Knife Like a Peak!

Two killing moves, a hard fight, and the two people in mid-air made another move.

The fist exploded, the aftermath was agitated, bang bang, and there were several people on the spot, who were caught off guard and were directly blown away.

Bu Chen, Xiao Ran and the others' faces changed greatly, and they couldn't care much anymore, so they got up and retreated wildly.

"How could he be so powerful?"

Bu Chen's heart was inexplicably frightened.

Lin Yun is only Xuanwu Triple Layer, even if he is promoted to Xuanwu Quadruple now, his cultivation is still not far behind him. But the power of this punch burst out of his eyes made him desperate.

It was also the Dragon and Tiger Fist, in Lin Yun's hands, the forced Blood Peak couldn't care about them anymore.

His dragon and tiger fist can only tickle the other party, and even the most proud finishing touch has become a big joke.

Boom!

Another loud bang.

The bright red aura that permeated Xuefeng's body was blown into powder by the cold fist. But this fist also turned into a little brilliance, containing great sword intent, and scattered in all directions.

The aftermath of the battle between the two suddenly dissipated like a tsunami, and the flowers swayed and trembled in the wind.

"What's going on? My cultivation is twice as high as his, and I obviously have a great advantage. But I can't get the slightest bargain. ”

The Great Thief Blood Peak, his heart was shocked.

But he didn't know that Lin Yun was cultivating two miraculous skills at the same time, the Purple Kite Sword Technique and the Heart Sutra of Years. At the time of the Xuanwu Triple, it could rival the Xuanwu Fivefold, and now it has opened up four Xuanwu veins, which are naturally stronger.

If it weren't for the two great miracle feats, with his qualifications of a nine-rank spirit body, he would just be three Xuanwu sixfold overlord-level demon pills.

It was enough for him to impact the Xuanwu Fivefold.

It seems that there are only four layers of Xuanwu, but each weight has exhausted countless resources, and under the accumulation, how can he get much cheap.

Two miraculous feats, inheriting the golden prosperity of ancient times, how can they be in vain.

He said that he would die, and before the sun set, he would definitely die!

"Blood kills the world!"

Xuefeng breathed a sigh of relief, pulled out a long knife, and slashed out a hundred-meter sword. In an instant, the blood light filled the sky, and the sound was terrifying, and it suddenly had the potential to sweep the world.

"Big brother, we'll help you!"

One-eyed scattered cultivation and withered casual cultivation, recovering half-ringing, endured severe pain. Each of them made a killing move, condensing the strong true yuan, and smashed at Lin Yun respectively.

Suddenly, the blood-colored sword light, accompanied by the flame fist of the one-eyed scattered cultivator, and the black claws of the thin scattered cultivator, attacked overwhelmingly.

"Aren't you dead yet?"

The three major killing moves were all in unison, and a cold smile flashed on Xuefeng's face.

He expected that even if Lin Yun could compete with him in Zhenyuan, cultivation would be a disadvantage after all. The two of them fought against each other for more than 100 moves, and half of his own true yuan was exhausted, and Lin Yun would only be even worse.

It is likely that only one-fifth of the true yuan remains, or even less.

Under the three major killing moves, it is difficult not to die.

Buchen and Xiao Ran, their pupils shrank sharply, both of them are leaders in the sect, or their strength is slightly inferior, but they still have vision.

Whether it was the blood of the Blood Peak killing the world, or the killing moves of the One-Eyed Scattered Cultivator and the Withered Scattered Cultivator gritting their teeth, it was beyond their ability to resist.

With the three moves combined, Lin Yun will be crippled even if he is lucky not to die.

Let you do what you can, and see how you die!

Both of them did not have the slightest sympathy in their hearts, sneered incessantly, and at the same time secretly pondered that they could wait for an opportunity to escape.

"Good time!"

But Lin Yun drank coldly, and his expression did not change.

The surging and vast true element in the body was unreserved at this moment, and all of them emerged. The skin of the whole body blooms with purple light, like a purple kite blooming in the sky.

"Conquer the demon with a sword!"

I have a sword, which has gone through life and death, and has been tempered thousands of times, and it is upright. Like the rising sun, like the sun, like a surging flame, like my heart, indomitable, fearless in life and death.

In the face of the three major and three moves, Lin Yun's heart was full of blood and fearless.

Sacrifice a seal, with your own reckless sword intent, with this passionate heart, sacrifice this demon seal.

Wow!

A seal was sacrificed, and suddenly the golden light was shining, and the endless sword intent condensed this brilliant hundred-meter giant sword. I am not a Buddha, but I have a sword, not afraid of life and death, not afraid of demons, I use my sword to subdue demons!

The sword is out, and the demon is sealed.

This seal is like a flood bursting the embankment, mighty and endless, devastation. The one-eyed scattered cultivation flame fist bore the brunt of the attack, and was submerged and annihilated by the brilliant sword light. Immediately after, the terrifying claws of the withered scattered cultivation shattered.

Only the hundred-meter sword slashed out by the blood peak was like a match, facing the sword light condensed by this demon seal.

Click, click, click!

But it only lasted for a moment, and the sword light condensed by the 100-meter blood light shattered inch by inch, unable to stop the fury of the Demon Seal.

The true element condensed by the purple kite flower shook out, and the slightest crack broke out in the palm of the blood peak, and he retreated several steps.

The power of a seal, terrifying!

Everyone's faces changed drastically, especially Bu Chen, whose eyes were about to fall.

The four seals of the Dragon and Tiger Fist, the Vajra Seal, the Sky Breaking Seal, the Demon Seal, and the Heavenly Seal.

With only two seals to cultivate, you can officially practice fist moves to fight and kill the enemy, and there are very few people in the Xuantian Sect who can practice the three seals.

There are even some people who only cultivate one seal and then go to practice boxing.

There is no other reason, the four seals are too difficult to cultivate, and the comprehension requirements are very high and extremely harsh.

Even he can only have the Vajra Seal and the Void Breaking Seal.

Fu Demon Seal, I can't understand it, how can I talk about cultivating.

But even if it is a demon seal, the power should not be so terrifying, he has also seen his senior brother use it in the sect.

"How can his mastery of Dragon and Tiger Fist be deeper than mine?"

For a while, Bu Chen's heart was extremely painful, and he couldn't accept this result at all.

But Lin Yun didn't care about so much, the remnants of the demon seal were not dispersed, and the sword light was still there.

Taking advantage of the three of them, they were repelled by the power of a seal, shouted loudly, and chased after them.

"Suppress the demon with a sword, slash!"

Seven Xuan steps, people took pictures, leaving a trail of afterimages, Lin Yun carried the power of the demon, and hit the one-eyed scattered cultivation with a punch.

Boom!

The terrifying fist contained a vast sword intent, scattering the one-eyed cultivation on the spot, blasting the corpse into nothing, turning into a rain of blood and spilling into the valley.

"No ......"

Seeing Lin Yun looking at him, his face turned pale with fright, and his legs and feet were numb.

"Slash again!"

Lin Yun roared like a song, his whole body roared with sword intent, and another punch slammed into this withered scattered cultivator.

Bang!

The blood rain that sprinkled on the valley had not yet dissipated, and ushered in a more violent round of blood rain.

In the valley, flowers are in full bloom, purple and red, competing with each other.

At this moment, the flowers are dilapidated, all stained red with blood, and only this color remains.

"Blood Demon Slash, Wrath of the Demons!"

The blood peak that landed and stood firm, taking advantage of Lin Yun's kung fu to kill the two loose cultivators, his hair was scattered, and he looked like crazy.

Carrying a cold long knife, without waiting for Lin Yun to kick his breath, he strode over, swinging the knife and falling.

His eyes were blood-red, and when the sword fell, the evil qi all over his body condensed into a terrifying demon shadow, and he also swung the knife and fell.

For a while, the sky was full of demonic light and sword shadows roaring, wanting to engulf Lin Yun inside.

"Left side door!"

Lin Yun snorted coldly, stretched out his hand, and held the funeral sword that flew out of the ancient sword box.

The moment the five fingers grasped the hilt of the sword, a feeling of blood connection and life and death surged into my heart.

Wow!

Lin Yun drew his sword and came out, and the sound of a pleasant sound resounded through the valley.

The sword body is shining, the sword intent is endless, and countless blood-colored rose skateboarders are like dreams, floating out, dancing all over the sky.

Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog.

Under the group of flowers, Lin Yun's figure was blurred, giving birth to a hazy feeling, and it was difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

The rushing blood peak, slender eyes, a flash of ghostly light. The anger of the demons was unexpectedly unable to cut off Lin Yun's exact figure, and he hesitated to overdraw the blood-colored evil qi that he had cultivated for desperate sacrifices.

Nine days of floating clouds, eight desolations and six combinations!

He hesitated, but Lin Yun didn't hesitate for a moment, the sword was like a sheath out of the sheath, and the sword was sacrificed.

The endless domineering spirit made the sword body tremble, as bright as the sun, dazzling and dazzling.

The toes are a little heavier, and the seven Xuan steps are displayed to the point of reaching the peak, and the Xuan is gone, and the sun is in the sky.

"It's so fast! I can't avoid this sword, but I have a fake treasure weapon, so I can count it......"

Poof!

Xuefeng was still thinking about the plan, and when the other party was shocked to find that the sword was blocked by the treasure armor, he would come to the Jedi to fight back.

But the sword flashed, and without hindrance, he was cut in half with the armor.

"I told you you would die before the sun sets!"

The last rays of the sunset fell on Lin Yun's side face, put away his sword, and returned it to the sheath. The petals flying in the sky disappeared and disappeared in an instant.

Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog.

When you don't have a lot of spring dreams, you have nowhere to go like a morning cloud.

The demeanor left by the burial sword under the remnant sun is really like a dream.