Chapter 377

Jing Jue's appearance, whether it was Lin Yun or Shui Wuxi, there was no surprise for the two.

When the other party appeared, the two people in the hands noticed his presence.

It's just that it's a fight, and it's at a critical moment, and it can't be freed up.

Neither of them drew their swords, a large part of the reason was also the existence of scruples.

Seeing that the water was injured without a trace, Jing Jue in the dark, changed his attention and appeared in advance.

As he said, in the Great Qin Empire, there is no second rising star comparable to Lin Yun. While practicing both Dragon and Tiger Fist and Dragon Elephant Battle Technique, he also has a deadly swordsmanship.

For hundreds of years, the genius of the empire has emerged one after another, and it has never stopped.

On the stage of Longmen Dabi, there has never been a shortage of dazzling protagonists. But there is no one, there is no one at all, there is no one like Lin Yun, who can cultivate so many martial arts at the same time, and can also cultivate to such a high and profound realm.

Whether it's the Dragon Tiger Fist or the Dragon Elephant Battle Technique, if you are proficient in one of them, you will be able to run rampant in the empire.

But Lin Yun, who cultivated both, combined with his swordsmanship, actually walked out of an unprecedented way.

Jing Jue was a little jealous in his heart, jealous of the other party, and the terrifying pressure brought by him after he really grew up.

He has obtained the sword, and he is not too hungry for the sword in the nine layers.

Compared to that, he was more concerned about getting rid of Lin Yun directly in this ninth layer. The ownership of the sword is just enough to blackmail the water without a trace, so planned, killing two birds with one stone.

Right now, it's also the perfect time for him to show up, and Shui Wuxian has no reason to refuse.

Indeed, as he thought, there was no trace of the wounded water at the moment, no matter how arrogant he was, he had to accept it.

"You're just in time. ”

Shui Wuxian glanced at the other party meaningfully, laughed at himself, and then said, "I accept your help." ”

Boom!

In the main hall, Jing Jue took the lead in attacking, and his figure flickered. The true yuan and evil qi in his body condensed, and an arrogant blood knife burst out, and the blood color was shocking, and it flew towards Lin Yun in a flash.

"I hope you don't regret your decision!"

Lin Yun's eyes flashed with anger, he was rarely angry, but now he was really angry.

Whether it is this Jing Jue or Shui Wuxi, they have strength comparable to him, and they even join forces to deal with themselves in these nine layers.

Very good, then in today's battle, don't blame him for being ruthless under the sword.

In a thought, the half-step innate sword intent roared up, and he was full of sharp energy. Like a peerless sword coming out of its sheath, cold and ruthless, cruel and bloody.

Mu Xiuhan killed many people, but there were countless people who died under his Lin Yun sword.

Don't be him Lin Yun, he really has no temper!

"Sword!"

While beckoning, Lin Yun held the funeral sword that popped out of the box behind his back, and the feeling of blood connection permeated his heart. Under the infusion of the majestic true yuan, the sword was drawn out of the sheath, and the cold sword body was about to be slashed on the terrifying blade flying in an instant.

Snort!

In the sound of the golden stone breaking, the power of this sword was incomparable, and the blood blade condensed by this evil qi and true yuan was smashed on the spot.

Before it was finished, the remnants of the sword momentum roared away.

After Jing Jue's palm shattered, his face changed slightly, and his steps took three steps back to his hind legs.

This Lin Yun's strength is a few points stronger than he imagined.

"There is no trace of water, there is no need to guard against me, your Yanyun swordsmanship will not come out again, I am afraid that you will not have a chance to come out again." ”

Jing Jue said indifferently, and as he spoke, his whole body mixed with Zhenyuan exploded. The blood-colored evil qi that shrouded his body condensed into a sharp long knife, and the blood-colored evil qi contained a cold aura of despair and hatred, which was terrifying at a glance.

"As you wish, smoke is everywhere!"

A long sword suddenly appeared in Shui Wuxi's hand, and the sword was unexpectedly released, and the sword was drawn out of the sheath. The vast sword intent evolved into a boundless smoke cloud, and the figure was divided into four, and each sword fell with nine true and false truths, and it was like a misty sword in the smoke cloud.

For a while, his sword momentum was like a cloud, and it was continuous. It looked like an endless sword ray, turning into a vast sea of clouds, converging from all directions and overwhelmingly rushing towards Lin Yun.

The strength of this sword perfectly presents the subtlety of Yanyun's swordsmanship.

Rumble!

Jing Jue also didn't spare his hand, he drew his sword out of the sheath when the evil qi condensed to its peak.

I saw a majestic and domineering blood-colored sword light, with a strange and evil aura, mixed in the vast sword momentum without a trace, and shrouded him towards Lin Yun.

For a while, the two of them each performed a killing move, without sparing the slightest hand, and killed Lin Yun.

The scene is extremely dangerous, no matter who you are, deep in it, you will feel a trace of despair.

With his long hair in his hands, Lin Yun held the sword in his hand tightly, at this moment, he had no distractions, and all he could think about was the sword in his hand.

To the heart of the sword, life and death are fearless!

The half-step innate sword intent was urged by him to the limit, and the purple sword light permeated the whole body. The sword body waved the sword, and the sword momentum of the water moon turned into a cold sword, facing the sea of clouds falling from the sky and the blood light shrouded in it, and vented to the fullest.

Qiang!Qiang!Qiang!Qiang!Qiang!......

In the splash of sparks, the sound of blade handover continued. The thrilling hand-to-hand is like a monstrous wave accompanied by a violent storm, and it has never been calm for a moment.

The fierce and cruel battle lasted for half an hour, and the true yuan was agitated in mid-air, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, the sword light was unknown, and blood was splashed everywhere.

Suddenly......

Lin Yun's eyes flashed, and the top and bottom of his body suddenly condensed, a purple battle armor outlining the ancient dragon elephant.

The battle armor appeared, wrapped it perfectly, did not dodge or dodge, and forcibly carried Jing Jue's sword.

Click!

The blood-colored blade was incredibly powerful, and with a single sword, it actually split this battle armor in all parts, exploding countless cracks.

But this knife, after all, did not hurt Lin Yun, and Jing Jue himself was also shocked back.

The light of the bright moon!

Lin Yun took this opportunity, his wrist flicked, and the sword light shattered the continuous clouds and mist. Forcing out the water hidden in the sea of clouds, his sword seemed to have calculated everything, almost the moment when the other party had just forced out.

A bright moon-like sword light blasted towards the water without a trace like lightning.

"Damn it!"

Shui Wuji's face changed greatly, and the sudden change made him a little unable to react. This sword will be hit, and the only thing he can do is to try to reduce his injuries after hitting this sword.

The lightning and flint light, I didn't have time to think about it, and I swung several swords to meet it.

Boom!

But the sword light as magnificent as the bright moon could not be resisted by the sword light he swung out in a hurry. His sword was shattered like a withering and decaying, and the sword momentum of his whole body collapsed, and the moonlight was like fire, and the water was obliterated without a trace, like a surging flame, burning.

Jing Jue, who was the first to land, had a strange glint in his eyes, and secretly said that it was dangerous.

Fortunately, this sword Lin Yun went towards the water without a trace, otherwise he would not have had time to react when he was shocked away.

Whew!

Shui Wuxian walked out of the moon-like sword momentum, up and down, scarred, and all white-clothed was stained with blood, and he was very embarrassed.

The two of them looked at Lin Yun, both of them were shocked, and they didn't expect it at all.

With one enemy and two enemies, he still didn't have much advantage, and was even countered by the other party.

"Frost and cold!"

But without waiting for them to have some breath, Lin Yun's killing move was used again.

The funeral sword was in his hand, and with a backhand wave, the sharp sword was like a violent cold wind, like a plum blossom in the winter snow.

The highest and proudest, the most yin and the cold!

It seems to be a light and fluttering sword, but it carries a thunderous chill, just like a bright and clear world, and instantly entered the winter of snowflakes.

Click, click!

As far as the eye can see, wherever the sword passes, without exception, it is all frozen.

The water is traceless and the thorn is broken, and in the agitation of the true element, they each block their blades in front of them. Although it was not frozen in ice, when Zhenyuan touched the cold sword momentum, it exploded in an instant. Each spat out blood and flew upside down.

To the heart of the sword, move forward bravely!

Lin Yun's momentum was like fire, there was not the slightest fear or timidity in his eyes, and he held a sword in one hand and ran wildly in the main hall.

Bang bang bang!

Between the runs, the vast sword momentum, like a surging river, turned into a huge wave, roaring away.

The water that landed on the ground was traceless and thorny, and in the face of this monstrous wave, it was difficult for the forced to breathe.

Some struggled to resist, gritting his teeth to support, and his confidence was crumbling a little bit.

One sword soars nine heavens, one sword sweeps Liuhe, one sword sweeps eight wildernesses, and one sword cuts floating clouds.

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

didn't give the other party the slightest luck, Lin Yun, who was running wildly, bloomed with endless domineering all over his body, and sacrificed the overlord sword.

Boom!

Bright as the sun, the dazzling sword light crushed the opponent's last confidence. The two of them were almost cut into two pieces by the sword, the ribs in their chests were broken, and the internal organs exploded cracks, and they were hit to the ground hard, kicking their breath heavily.

A jade slip appeared in the hands of the two of them at the same time, but just when the two of them were about to hold it.

Seeing Mo Bing's cold gaze, he suddenly shuddered involuntarily, and the action of pinching and crushing the jade slip stopped.

"You want to go? It's not impossible, leave your storage bags. ”

Lin Yun sneered, almost forcing him into a desperate situation, and still wanted to leave calmly in front of him?

No way!

Shui Wuheng gritted his teeth and said: "Lin Yun, there is no need to be so desperate, in the sixth layer, your senior sister and senior brother met me, and I didn't force the two of them to a dead end." ”

As he spoke, Shui Wuheng took out a bottle of Cold Cloud Pill from the storage bag.

Its intentions are self-evident.

"I hope you didn't lie to me. ”

Beckoning the medicine bottle into his hand, Lin Yun glanced at the other party and nodded slightly.

Shui Wuheng breathed a sigh of relief, crushed the jade slip, and disappeared into the ninth layer of the treasure hall with a thick sense of unwillingness.

"You'd better die in the tenth layer and don't come out!"

Jing Jue looked indifferent, threw the storage bag on his waist, and at the same time crushed the jade slip in his hand.

In his storage bag, there was an ancient treasure sword, which was worth no less than the sword in the nine layers.

When thrown out, his heart felt like a mouthful of flesh had been dug out, and the pain of losing his loved one was indescribable.

"Don't worry, I'm going to let you down. ”

Lin Yun beckoned, sucked the other party's storage bag into his hand, and said calmly.

......

Annihilating the wasteland, in the Black Lotus Formation, two figures appeared one after the other.

"Jing Jue!"

"Water without a trace!"

The elders of the Seven Peerless Castle and the Demon Moon Mountain Villa immediately exclaimed, and their faces were stunned when they saw the terrible scars on the two of them.

After waiting for a long time, in the wasteland, there was no third figure.

"Only Lin Yun was left, and it was Ling Xiao Sword Pavilion who had the last laugh. ”

There is no doubt that it must be Lin Yun of the Sword Pavilion, who defeated Shui Wuji and Jing Jue with one enemy and two, and became the biggest winner in the Black Lotus Treasure Palace.

The sword wounds on Shui Wuxian and Jing Jue's body are enough to explain everything.