Chapter Forty-Three: The Fall of Victory
Zhou Yun, who flew out, had a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of surprise after he landed.
The momentum that erupted from Lin Yun's body was actually on par with him.
Shout!
A punch blasted the other party away, Lin Yun's expression remained unchanged, and the wild goose trick was cast.
The toes were on the ground, and he leaped out of thin air, and he came to Zhou Yun in an instant.
Almost as soon as his front foot was blown away, on his back foot, Lin Yun's peak tiger fist blasted over again.
But he, Zhou Yun, after all, has the cultivation of the sevenfold peak of martial arts, and he has experienced a hundred battles.
It's not Ma Kui and Chen Xiao, the kind of goods that are half a bucket of water.
looked at the punch that rushed again, and shouted coldly: "Look for death!"
Golden Snake Fist!
I saw that his body writhed like a poisonous snake, his body exuded an incomparably cold aura, and his arms stretched out like snakes.
Clang!
In the blink of an eye, it looked like a poisonous snake that had crashed into a rushing tiger.
The two fists collided, and a shocking bang erupted, and neither of them took a step back.
Rub and go!
The two people in the ring, moving around, each using their own means, will face more than ten moves in a short time.
To everyone's surprise, Lin Yun, who was not dominant in cultivation, actually fought with the other party.
"Look, Lin Yun's fist turned red!"
"Really, this seems to be a vision of the peak consummation of pure yang power. ”
"No wonder! The peak perfection of the Tiger Fist, coupled with the peak perfection of pure yang skills, completely made up for Lin Yun's disadvantage in cultivation. ”
"This sword slave is really amazing!"
Before the game, the situation that no one expected really appeared in front of everyone.
Since the outbreak of the dragon and tiger, Lin Yun has reversed the decline and is on a par with Zhou Yun.
Dance of the Golden Serpent!
Beasts are coming!
On the ring, the two of them made their own killing moves, just like a tiger returning to the mountain, a hundred beasts came to court, and the amazing and unparalleled power of the beast king erupted on his body.
Just like a wild snake dancing wildly, feminine and vicious, his body exudes an incomparable cold aura.
The prestige of the two killer moves was vividly displayed in the ring, and they collided fiercely.
Rumble!
In an instant, there was a loud bang in the ring, and the ground was cracked.
The wind danced wildly, and the tiger roared endlessly, causing everyone to marvel again and again.
The two of them took five steps back, but they didn't stop at all, and at the same time drew a sword.
Boom!
The sword was unsheathed, and the cold sword body, one left and one right, slid past the eyes of the two at the same time.
Gather water into a troll, rushing like the wind!
Thunder roared, lightning like a snake!
Lin Yun used the Flowing Wind Sword Technique, and the whole person was like a rushing stream, between the top and bottom of the flight, the person followed the sword. The stream flowed lightly in the ring like the wind under his sword.
The flowing wind swordsmanship that no one has practiced for a hundred years, the subtle mysteries, and the flowing water displayed in his hands.
Zhou Yun's face was gloomy, and he used the sect's high-level martial art Razer Sword to the fullest.
There is both the explosion of thunder and the agility of the silver snake, and it is obvious that this thunder snake sword technique is close to Dacheng in his hand.
But in front of the Flowing Wind Sword Technique, he couldn't take any advantage at all, and the entire sword momentum was suppressed to death.
Such a situation is shocking!
The two sides used boxing to fight each other before, and they could be evenly divided, but when the swordsmanship was displayed, Zhou Yun fell into disadvantage in an instant.
"It's really the Flowing Wind Sword Technique, it's not just a first glimpse of the door, Lin Yun has already reached the realm of small success. ”
"The power of this Flowing Wind Sword Technique, he can already exert sixty percent of his power!"
"Zhou Yun's Razer Sword Technique is already quite extraordinary, but in front of the Flowing Wind Sword Technique, it is still a little insufficient. ”
"I really can't imagine how a sword slave practiced the Flowing Wind Sword Technique. ”
The outer disciples in the audience were all amazed and shocked when they saw the fully displayed Flowing Wind Sword Technique.
Razer rage!
On the competition platform, Zhou Yun roared angrily and made a desperate bet.
Cultivating himself, he poured all of his own cultivation into this killing move, and suddenly his sword was like a snake, and his people were like thunder, like a thunder snake slashing towards Lin Yun from the air.
Rumble!
Thunder sounded on the flat ground, and the killing move Razer went berserk, climbing its own momentum to the peak.
The pressure was like a mountain.
Lin Yun's face remained unchanged, surrounded by the might of his own dragon and tiger, his body spun like flowing water, and his sword danced like a storm.
It was the gathering of swords that became the wind, when Zhou Yun's sword was about to fall.
The man and the sword stopped at the same time, holding the funeral sword in his right hand, pointing to the sky!
In a flash!
A surprising scene appeared, and the funeral sword flew out of thin air with Lin Yun. Like a fountain, it shot up.
Clang!
The two swords were handed over, and the thunder snake's furious earth-shattering sword momentum shattered.
The sword momentum of gathering swords into the wind swept away, blasting Zhou Yun out, and spit out a mouthful of blood after landing.
Shout!
Lin Yun's momentum did not stop, and the sword led the people and continued to rush over.
When he was about to pierce the opponent's chest, under Lin Yun's subtle control, he stopped in the opponent's heart.
"You lost. ”
Lin Yun looked at the other party and said calmly.
The entire martial arts arena was quiet, although after seeing the Flowing Wind Sword Technique, they probably guessed the results.
But he still didn't expect that Lin Yun would win so decisively.
"Hehe, I lost? Zhou Yun's face was gloomy and he sneered.
"As you wish!"
Lin Yun raised his eyebrows, did not be polite to him, and raised his sword.
There were exclamations in the audience, and they couldn't bear to look at it, this sword would kill if it pierced into the heart.
Clang!
The cold light burst out, and a crisp sound came out, but Zhou Yun's robe exploded.
Revealing a close-fitting soft armor, glowing with a faint streamer, this mortal sword was unscathed.
"Mysterious Weapon!"
Everyone immediately recognized that Zhou Yun was actually wearing a Xuan armor this time.
Such a scene is really incomprehensible, against a person whose cultivation is not as good as himself.
actually put on the armor, although it is not illegal, but it is a little too shameless......
"Die!"
In the midst of loud laughter, Zhou Yun shouted wildly and wanted to launch a counterattack.
Dressed in Xuanjia, he is equivalent to having an immortal body, and he will definitely win this battle.
The wild goose is added, like a cloud in the sky, and the wind swordsmanship is completed!
Lin Yun's expression changed slightly, but he did not panic in the slightest, and in the light of light, he used a wild goose trick to the extreme.
At this moment, the Flowing Wind Sword Technique was increased by its power, and the killing move was swung at the same time.
Wow!
Zhou Yun, who was just about to launch a counterattack, suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes.
Before he could react, he saw a sword dance flashing around him.
It looked like a piece of sword light, beside Zhou Yun, turning around, leaving wisps of afterimages of people and swords.
Boom!
Lin Yun returned to the original point, put the sword back into the sheath, and wiped it, and the wound on Zhou Yun's body was splashed with blood.
Like blood-stained flowers, they suddenly bloomed at the moment when Lin Yun returned to the sheath.
I saw that his arms, legs, and sword scars were covered without the protection of Xuanjia, and blood splashed in front of Lin Yun like a spring.
"I'll kill you!"
In the midst of the severe pain, Zhou Yun realized that he was finished, and pounced on Lin Yun like crazy.
Lin Yun kicked him in the chest, kicking him out like a sandbag.
"My son!"
On the high platform, Zhou Yun's father's face changed wildly, and he rushed to him and hugged him.
Looking at the sword wound on Zhou Yun's body, his father's face was gloomy, and after landing on the ground, he looked at Zhou Yun in the ring, full of murderous aura.
burst into shouting: "Little sword slave, why are you so ruthless, I slaughtered you!"
Father Zhou, who was an elder of the sect, actually rushed into the ring in front of the sect and killed Lin Yun in front of the whole sect.
Lin Yun was slightly surprised, but he didn't expect that these two fathers and sons would be so shameless.
Rumble!
At this moment, the blood dragon horse under the ring neighed, ran wildly, jumped into the ring, and kicked away with his forelimbs.
Lin Yun laughed and said, "It's good to come!"
The dragon and tiger were vigorous, and in the midst of laughter, he stepped forward and stabbed out with a sword.
One person and one horse, shot at the same time, and forced towards Zhou's father.
Father Zhou hugged Zhou Yun in his arms, looked at the furious blood dragon horse, and then looked at Lin Yun who was surrounded by the power of the dragon and tiger on his body.
For a while, I didn't know how to meet the enemy.
With a hint of grievance on his face, he was extremely embarrassed and retreated.
The martial arts arena was in an uproar, and all of them were shocked by this scene, one person and one horse, and they actually forced a sect elder to go back.