Chapter 335

"Sword slave Lin Yun, dare to fight me!"

Xuantian Sect Bai Yu, with a cold drink, made this Qiongtai hall suddenly silent.

The faces of the disciples of each sect showed a look of surprise, slightly shocked.

Although everyone was talking about Lin Yun before, they all said it in private, and they didn't put it on the table. This white elm is good, completely ruthless, and bluntly reprimanded.

I didn't have the slightest courtesy, and I didn't look like a disciple of a big sect at all.

On the chief, the rogue prince sitting behind Princess Fenghua frowned slightly, and his face showed displeasure.

He has seven exquisite skills, but he guessed why this white elm said so.

It's nothing more than because Lin Yun's cultivation is lower than him, just like the princess said, he has the right not to accept challenges.

This was done on purpose, completely to provoke Lin Yun and force him to fight. ”

This young man looked clear-eyed, he didn't expect to be so ruthless, and slapping his face in public didn't give Lin Yun a chance to refuse at all. ”

"I've been forced to do this, and I have to go hard, knowing that I am defeated. ”

"It is said that Lin Yunxiu's one-handed Dragon and Tiger Fist is very strong, which makes the disciples of Xuantian Sect quite unconvinced. This Bai Yu did this, maybe there was the instruction of the Xuantian Sect elder behind it. ”

"That's right, the boxing technique of my own sect, an outsider's cultivation is so good, I must be dissatisfied with this sect. I'm afraid that this time, if I came prepared, I planned to teach Lin Yun a lesson. ”

"It seems that this white elm is full of confidence. "Yes

After being stunned, the disciples of the major sects in the main hall all set their eyes on Lin Yun.

Let's see how he did it, Liu Yue sneered, and his gaze projected with Yue Qing.

He is now in the limelight, first making the thousand-year-old Zhong Fengling in the sky, and then winning the first place in the alliance, many people have heard of his name.

But for this battle, he doesn't seem to be very optimistic about him.

Lin Yun didn't talk nonsense, put down the wine glass, put the sword box on his back and walked towards the center of the main hall.

"Even if you're still a little grumpy, you know what shame is. However, you will definitely lose this battle, from the moment you cultivate my Dragon and Tiger Sect fist technique, you are destined to endure all this today!"

Seeing Lin Yun coming over, Bai Yu raised his head slightly, looking arrogant.

He is a genius of Xuantian Sect who has not been produced for a hundred years, and there is not much difference in age from Lin Yun, and there is a lot of competition between them. Last night, after the sect elder asked him to play against Lin Yun, he happily accepted the order without hesitation.

"It's better not to test my temper...... Will regret it. ”

Lin Yun looked indifferent and said calmly.

"Do you think that with the half-hung Dragon and Tiger Fist in your hand, you can really compete with me? Hehe, the authentic Dragon and Tiger Fist of Buddhism, you don't know how terrifying it is!"

Bai Yu laughed coldly, and didn't take Lin Yun too seriously.

"To defeat you, you don't need to use Dragon Tiger Fist. ”

"Hehe, then with the Xuantian Sect's inadmissibility, you won't even have a chance of winning. If you want to use swordsmanship to win my Xuantian Sect's Dragon and Tiger Fist, you don't have to weigh how many catties and taels you have. ”

A flash of confidence flashed in Bai Yu's eyes, and he said in a deep voice.

The bald elder of the Xuantian Sect, along with the rest of the senior brothers, smiled and nodded slightly. This Bai Yu can speak, and my Xuantian Sect's Dragon and Tiger Fist, Mighty Great Qin, and Lingxiao Sword Pavilion's swordsmanship are naturally not in the flow compared to them.

Xuantian Sect Wang Han smiled coldly and said lightly: "Okay, Senior Brother Bai, don't talk nonsense with him." Within three moves, defeat him. ”

Three moves?

As soon as these words came out, everyone seemed a little shocked.

No matter how Lin Yun is, he is also the rising star of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, although his cultivation is weaker than this white elm. But they have also won the first place in the Sword Pavilion Alliance, and it is not in vain, although they are more optimistic about Bai Yu in this battle.

However, you said that three moves to defeat Lin Yun are a little too crazy.

In the eyes of outsiders, the two should be between the best, Bai Yusheng came prepared, and Xiuwei had an advantage. But this advantage, no matter how you look at it, doesn't seem to be big enough to make Bai Yu's three moves win.

Rumble!

Without warning, the sound of the dragon roaring and the tiger's roar suddenly sounded from Bai Yu's body. The dragon roared, the tiger roared like thunder, and the endless wind burst from Bai Yu's body.

"First move!"

The cheongsam was windless and automatic, the long hair danced in the wind, and Bai Yu snorted coldly. The soles of his feet stepped heavily on the ground, and the jade ground, which was as hard as green steel, was stepped out of a crack, and he rushed over like a lightning arrow.

In mid-air, the five fingers were clenched, and there were bursts of dragon roars and tiger roars, like volcanic eruptions, continuously, and the eardrums of people were stunned.

The violent momentum of the mountain roaring and the tsunami, as soon as it was shot, it caused everyone to exclaim.

"What a strong momentum!"

"This young man...... It's not like the Xuanwu Sevenfold Realm at all, so it's really prepared!"

"Terrible, this Bai Yu is indeed strong, no wonder Wang Han dares to say three moves to win. With the momentum of this punch alone, the disciples of Xuanwu Yae don't dare to touch it, and I don't think it necessarily needs three moves. ”

It's too strong...... As soon as Bai Yu made a move, everyone woke up like a dream and understood why he was so crazy.

This young man does have arrogant capital.

When he finished his ten steps and came to Lin Yun, he evolved into a vision of a dragon leaping and a tiger leaping, swallowing mountains and rivers, a dragon and a tiger, and two phantoms appeared behind him at the same time.

"Do you want to walk in a tiger's walk?"

Lin Yun didn't dodge or dodge, but his body was as calm as water, and his calm and unhurried temperament suddenly became fierce.

Wave after wave of sword momentum emanated from him like waves, and the whole person seemed to turn into a lake, a lake that reflected the clouds in the sky and shone like a mirror.

Flowing water is invisible!

Lin Yun waved his hand, held the funeral flower sword that flew out of the sword box tightly, and drew the sword out of its sheath when the fist was about to kill.

Rub!

The sword body shimmered, and the roses danced wildly, like a dream. The sword momentum is erratic, like water and clouds, and there is no phase and no line.

Click!

Like a dragon and a tiger, a punch that swallowed mountains and rivers clearly locked Lin Yun. But the moment it fell, it passed by, startled the sky and the wind, the wind lifted Lin Yun's long hair in front of his forehead, revealing a handsome and calm face.

But the sword he stabbed out was a shockless picture, and a monstrous wave suddenly rose. The waves are so high that they roar like dragons and roll in.

Bai Yu was taken aback, he had never expected that Lin Yun's sword momentum would be so weird. The punch just now obviously hit it, but when it was about to fall, the other party swung lightly and slid silently like flowing water.

In the eyes of outsiders, it was like Lin Yun didn't move, but he dodged his punch.

The sword that flew from the stab was even more terrifying, and under the insistence of the sword intent, the vast sword was terrifying.

"Crouching Tiger!"

But this white elm is also good, the left hand turns into a dragon mountain, and the right hand turns into a tiger mountain. In the face of this surging sword, the five fingers were clenched, and the fists collided together.

Boom!

It was as if a dragon mountain and a tiger mountain collided violently, and in the earth-shattering sound, they merged into a dragon and tiger mountain. Hidden Dragon at the bottom of the mountain, Crouching Tiger at the top of the mountain, Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger!

Clang!

The Dragon and Tiger Fist, known as the strongest defensive move, was forced to block this deadly sword.

"Demon Seal!"

Regardless of the surging sword energy in his body, Bai Yu gritted his teeth, and his hands condensed the Demon Seal like lightning. Suddenly, up and down the body, the golden light was shining, the Buddha was blazing, and the back of the head was condensed with a Buddhist swastika imprint, constantly rotating.

Lin Yun himself had cultivated the Dragon and Tiger Fist, and knew how terrifying the defense of this hidden dragon and crouching tiger and the power of the Demon Seal were.

He didn't fight hard with it, his arms were stretched, and his right leg was slightly bent, like a swallow dotting water. The sword momentum of the stormy waves, said to be collected, the vast sword momentum, suddenly became extremely weak, weak to inaudible, like a drizzle silent, like a spring breeze, like autumn water Yiren, slowly coming.

First of all, the strongest defense against the Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger, and then the extremely powerful Demon Seal, Bai Yu wanted to fight quickly.

But his continuous offensive was like hitting cotton, and he couldn't use it forcefully.

Before you know it, the ten moves have passed.

The so-called three moves to defeat Lin Yun also quietly became a joke.

Up and down Xuantian Sect, their faces became nervous, staring at the battle situation. Right now, they only hope that Bai Yu will end the battle quickly and stop dragging it out.

The Dragon and Tiger Fist is in Bai Yu's hands, and it is superb, like a dragon and a tiger, and the offensive is incomparable. Every move and style is terrifying.

But all the time, he couldn't really hit Lin Yun, and in his weird and invisible sword momentum, he couldn't capture Lin Yun's body.

Damn, dirty things, only know the sword slave who hides in Tibet.

In the midst of the rage, Bai Yu was unaware, and there was a sword intent like spring breeze and rain, silently, injected into his body bit by bit.

A strong defense didn't work at all.

Still chasing and fighting, feeling that if you have the advantage, your opponent will just run around.

Is Lin Yun really just running?

His body is like a stream, the water flows for a long time, and the sword is like a falling flower, undulating with the waves. A leaf shakes down in the smoke and rain, and the flowers float and the water flows freely.

Bai Yu was endless, but after more than ten moves, the sword power left in his body continued to converge from his limbs and hundreds of bones in his body, like a confluence of hundreds of rivers.

By the time he woke up, the sword intent scattered everywhere had risen like a river, unable to ignore or stop.

Whew!

Lin Yun floated lightly, landed steadily, his long sleeves were like clouds, he shook his hand, and the sword body was sliced, and it ended into the scabbard.

"You're defeated. ”

With the sound of the sword body entering the sheath, Lin Yun's expression was unshocked, and he said softly.

Flutter!

As soon as the words fell, Bai Yu's expression kept changing, without warning, and spit out a mouthful of blood. The dragon roared and stopped, and his face was terrifyingly pale.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Bai Yu's face was pale and terrifying, and the look in his eyes was extremely unwilling, and he asked with some difficulty.

"It's just a third-rate swordsmanship, but it's more than enough to beat you, after all, ...... You're not even as good as a third-rate. ”

After Lin Yun finished speaking, he turned around alone, and he didn't look at Bai Yu.

Syllable!

The silent slap was so loud that Bai Yu only felt that his face was hot. He used to laugh at Ling Xiao Sword Pavilion's swordsmanship was third-rate, but after the current fiasco, he was returned by Lin Yunyuan.

There's nothing more than that.

The elders and disciples of the Xuantian Sect had ugly faces and could no longer laugh. In particular, Wang Han, who was shouting to defeat Lin Yun in three moves, was even more uncomfortable like eating.

Xin Yan supported her chin with her right hand, Shui Lingling's eyes looked at Lin Yun, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and her charming face was outlined with a charming arc, her smiling face was like a flower, but it was more moving than a flower.

"You're looking for death!"

Bai Yu was furious, Lin Yun's sentence was not even as good as a third-rate, which deeply stung him and made him a little unable to control his anger.

But he completely forgot that his provocative words at the beginning, he scolded Lin Yun as a sword slave in public.

As soon as he heard the exclamation, he saw Bai Yu, who rose up in anger and punched Lin Yun hard at the back of the head.

This punch was powerful and heavy, heading towards the vital point without any reservations.

If you are hit, the consequences are unimaginable.

But no one expected that Lin Yun's figure flickered and turned around like lightning. The seemingly temperamentless teenager flashed an astonishing murderous aura between his eyebrows, which made people shudder.

The power of the dragon elephant was all over his body, and he listened to the holy sound, as if the ancient war tripod made a loud noise.

Five fingers clenched into a fist and blasted out like lightning.

As soon as the punch was blasted out, he withdrew his hand and stood up, Bai Yu's fist was only less than half an inch away from Lin Yun's forehead. But this half-inch distance is like a chasm, which cannot be crossed.

Because of his chest, a fist mark appeared. At first, this fist mark was only a shallow layer, and then gradually deepened, as if an invisible force was constantly penetrating and constantly deepening.

In Lin Yun's indifferent look, this fist mark was one inch, two inches, three inches...... Soaring.

In the end, it completely penetrated Bai Yu's entire chest, and in the blood splattered, a fist-shaped hollow appeared.

"I said, don't test my temper, you'll regret it. ”

When the words fell, Bai Yu was like a sandbag, and the power contained in the fist flew out violently, and the scattered blood bloomed like a flower, and it collapsed to the ground like a dead dog.

Listen to thunder in a silent place, and see flowers in a colorless place.

At this time, the Qiongtai hall was silent, and everyone who could see this scene could be seen. But in his heart, it was like a thunderclap, completely stunned, stunned, and speechless.

The ending, which no one expected, came suddenly and was a little unacceptable.