Chapter 704

Overlord the sword, run thunder and slash lightning!

The two purple-armored swordsmen who broke free from the shackles of killing intent quickly made a killing move, and each swung out eighteen thunderous sword rays with a shake of their wrists.

Rumble!

Thirty-six swords criss-crossed, like a heroic overlord who has captured the flag in thousands of troops, rampage, like a bamboo. The boundless killing intent superimposed on the Seven Killing Seals tore open cracks one after another, and with a mighty momentum, he slaughtered towards Lin Yun.

A stick of incense is only half an hour.

Nine purple-armored swordsmen, with tacit understanding, the innate sword intent is the same as him, and he also has the terrifying overlord sword. Without a sword, it can be said that it is as difficult as climbing to the sky to kill these nine purple-armored swordsmen.

Is it death if you don't succeed? It's a terrible test......

Then you can't live if you don't go crazy!

Lin Yun shouted wildly, and a majestic electric light erupted on his body, and the thunder shook the sky in an instant. The next moment, in the face of these thirty-six lightning bolts condensed by thunder and lightning, he rushed over directly without dodging or dodging.

The cold light in his eyes burst out, staring directly at the purple armor swordsman who was first injured by him, and the purple light on the other party's body surged. The shattered armor is fusing little by little, but it hasn't fused yet.

This is the opportunity!

A fleeting opportunity not to be missed!

He rushed away, and the sight looked terrifying and terrifying.

Rumble!

Thirty-six sword rays instantly annihilated it, hitting Lin Yun's battle armor one after another, and the sonorous sound exploded in a shocking sound. The aftermath was agitated, and many sword rays piled up together melted, forming a sea of thunder and lightning containing fierce sword intent.

The ocean blinked, and all the surging was rolling thunder, dazzling and dazzling. The terrifying scene is enough to make people's hearts beat and stunned.

The purple-clothed battle armor that escaped a catastrophe breathed a sigh of relief, this kind of sword light was infused into one person at the same time, and half of his life would be wasted if he didn't die. The armor on his body was slowly merging. It won't be long before it's as good as new, and it will be a little difficult to kill him again.

Boom!

But at this moment, a dragon roared in the sea of thunder and lightning, and the wind and thunder roared. A cyan figure wearing the Canglong battle armor broke through the sea, and his battle armor was branded with the ancient Canglong, which was connected to Lin Yun's blood, and burst out with an unprecedented Canglong might.

Die!

With a hideous face, he struck at him like lightning and slammed it down with a punch. Before the armor was completely fused, the purple-clothed swordsman was hit by the fist, shattered into countless pieces with a click, and then evolved into a point of light in the sky.

"One. ”

Lin Yun's face was pale, and traces of blood oozed out, counting in his heart. Resisting these thirty-six sword rays, even if he sacrificed the Canglong battle armor and body protection, it was still a little uncomfortable.

Click!

There was a sound of the ice exploding, but it was the other six purple-armored swordsmen, who broke free from the shackles of killing intent at the same time.

Rumble!

In an instant, Badao's cold gaze fell on Lin Yun without the slightest hesitation. They were no longer in bondage, holding a long sword in their hands, carrying a fierce sword intent, and their bodies changed towards Lin Yun's lightning kill.

"It's really fast. ”

The corners of Lin Yun's mouth hooked up a smile, the true yuan in his body was agitated, his qi and blood were boiling, and he rushed forward towards the vast sword intent.

Seven kills, a glass of wine is hard to eat!

A sense of loneliness and vicissitudes erupted from Lin Yun's body, and the loneliness was difficult to eternal.

Can't get enough of a glass of wine?

It's not that a glass of wine is inexhaustible, it's anger that hasn't been extinguished, hatred hasn't been settled, resentment hasn't stopped, how can a glass of wine be drunk!

Then the anger in the heart will be angry, let the hatred in the heart last for eternity, and let this full of resentment be vented to the fullest. The next moment, this hatred, anger and resentment evolved into endless pride and blood.

Lin Yun smiled hideously, clenched his five fingers, and under the infusion of many emotions, he punched out.

With a punch, all kinds of negative emotions multiplied the killing intent on the body, and once again frantically condensed, as if purgatory descended on the world.

Boom!

Bearing the brunt of the attack, the condensed sword formation of these eight people was scattered by a punch in an instant. The killing intent of the rampage is like substance, like a wave surging, constantly slapping.

Bell!

The eight purple-armored swordsmen were cut apart, each striking out, and the sword light was waving, dealing with the fierce demon-like killing intent in front of them.

Seven Killing Fists, who is with me!

Lin Yun laughed loudly, only to feel that his whole body was full of joy. The anger, hatred, and resentment that I had previously held back in my heart were gone, and only pride remained.

Boom!

One person was caught by him, the sword on his body was shattered, and his fist fell straight away, bombarding the opponent's chest armor.

Click!

Suddenly, cracks spread out, and he was shocked for hundreds of miles, and in the retreat, the long sword in the purple armor swordsman's hand waved, and one after another the sword rays were entangled like dragons.

Flick your fingers!

Lin Yun's long hair was flamboyant, his right hand was raised, his fingertips were shining, and his sword intent was like the sun. When the opponent's furious sword was about to fall, he flicked his fingers.

Rumble!

The fingertip sword suddenly withered and decayed, and the dragon that derived the opponent's sword light was instantly crushed, and then went straight into the opponent's eyebrows.

"The second. ”

As the words fell, Lin Yun quickly turned around, his fists danced, and his shot was like lightning, resisting the sword moves of the remaining seven people.

Bell!

The sword light was staggered, and in the splash of sparks, Lin Yun kept retreating. Despite his best efforts to dodge and avoid the vital points, there were also many sword lights that pierced through the Canglong battle armor, and it didn't take long for his body to be covered in blood.

Time passed, and more than half of the incense burned out.

Lin Yun's face was calm, there was not much panic, and he seemed to be retreating in embarrassment. The mental method of the Seven Killing Fists in the body kept running, and in the agitation of the True Yuan, black killing intent kept seeping out of the pores.

Unconsciously, the purple mist that filled his body turned into an incomparably black color. The rich killing intent made his eyes seep out of the blood, and in the dark and deep eyes, there was a majestic and boundless killing intent, like an ocean converging.

He was going to sacrifice the Seven Killing Punches, the last three moves.

He rarely used it, and he didn't use the last three tricks once. This is a forbidden fist technique, and it takes the will to keep the mind, otherwise you will lose your mind and fall into the devil's path if you are not careful.

Even if the innate sword intent reached the peak consummation, he didn't dare to act rashly. But right now, there is no choice.

Click!

In a short time, the killing intent converging in his body had reached an astonishing level, and the battle armor on his body was torn apart by this killing intent from the inside out.

The offensive of the seven purple-armored swordsmen became more and more fierce, and they condensed into a formation. The terrifying sword rays are like a mountain and a sea, and one wave has not yet dissipated, and the other wave has already surged.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Yun was about to retreat and was forced out of the platform.

"This kid is going to lose, and the potential should be almost over......"

The remnant soul in the broken sword fragment sighed lightly in his heart, it was already very remarkable to be able to reach this point without using the sword.

Even when the Sword Sect was not extinguished, this kind of martial arts talent was enough to be proud of the world's peers, and it was time to end it......

This kind of test is not intended for people to pass, and the so-called failure is death, which is just a kind of oppression that pushes people to the limit. If this is the case, the young disciples of the Sword Sect back then don't know how many people will die.

If you can pass three levels, you can be considered qualified, if you can pass six levels, you can be considered a leader, and if you can pass eight levels, it is rare.

As for those who pass the ninth level, it will only happen once in ten years...... Or is it a once-in-a-century event?

How much, too long, he can't remember clearly. But now, Lin Yun must have passed the test.

Rumble!

But at this moment, a sudden mutation occurred, and the remnant soul in the fragment was taken aback, "This ......"

Click!

When he retreated to the very edge of the Dao platform, the Canglong battle armor on Lin Yun's body exploded, and it was completely torn apart by the killing intent gushing out of his body. The killing intent gathered on Lin Yun's body almost condensed into substance, instantly enveloping the entire ring.

His eyes were blood-red, but in the depths of his eyes, there was a little sword light as dazzling as a star, guarding the last trace of his wisdom.

Just as the lotus flower does not touch the water, it is like the sun and the moon do not live in the sky.

Seven Killing Seals of Buddhism!

Obviously, the supreme Shura who came out of purgatory with murderous intent is like a supreme Shura, but in his blood-colored eyes, what people feel is a kind of tranquility.

Boom!

Lin Yun, who once again sacrificed the Seven Killing Seals, the killing intent on his body rolled, and in an instant, he shook the seven purple-armored swordsmen back.

The fifth type of seven killing fists, the sky is unkind, and the birth is unjust!

Heaven is unkind, and all beings are unjust!

Standing in the rolling reckless black mist, Lin Yun was full of long hair and danced wildly into the sky. Behind him, a vast figure appeared, dense with black pressure, full of people suffering in the world, those people were heartbroken, and they kept roaring.

Heaven is unkind, life is unjust!

All those grievances gathered on Lin Yun's body, and he clenched his five fingers, condensing the anger of the common people, and the entire Dao platform kept shaking in front of such power.

Boom!

When the punch was blasted out, the seven people who had been shocked into the air instantly fell backwards like cannonballs, each spitting out blood, and the blood evolved into a Dao point of light in the air.

The sixth style of the Seven Killing Fist, the blood is not exhausted, and the battle is endless!

With a successful blow, Lin Yun's fighting intent was not stopped, and his blood burned at this moment, making his own coercion soar.

The blood is not exhausted, and the battle to the death is endless!

Another punch was thrown, and the armor on the seven purple-armored swordsmen all exploded, and each fell to his knees with a thud.

"Overlord Sword, the stars explode!"

After those people got up, their eyes flashed with determination, and the stars derived from sword intent suddenly accumulated above their heads. In an instant, seven stars stood suspended in the air, emitting a thousand zhang of sword light, suppressing the monstrous killing intent on Lin Yun's body.

This is the third move of the sword, and the power is unprecedented.

It may not be as terrifying as Lin Yun himself, but these seven people are sacrificed at the same time, and they are really radiant, and they have the terrifying momentum of suppressing the demons of the world.

In the depths of Lin Yun's bloody eyes, the little bit of sword light as bright as a star actually weakened at this moment.

Ethereal as a candle flame, crumbling, ready to be extinguished at any time.

"Not good!"

The remnant soul in the broken sword fragment was suddenly in a hurry, it was the light condensed by Lin Yun's sword intent, guarding his heart. Once extinguished, the original heart is lost, but it is completely controlled by the killing intent and cannot come back.

Just when he was about to force his move, he suddenly found that although the candle flame in the young man's eyes was no longer visible, it was still burning stubbornly.

To the heart of the sword, unswerving to death!

Lin Yun shouted wildly in his heart, suppressed the violent killing intent in his heart, and sacrificed the last form of the Seven Killing Fist.

Kill without mercy, kill and exterminate!