In the shattered moonlight in the sky, Lin Yun was dressed in white, sharp as a sword, and in a flash, he fell heavily on the ring.

Chen Ziyu and Chu Duyan's faces changed slightly, and under such a sharp edge, they involuntarily took a few steps back.

Their faces looked a little unnatural, which was a little different from the script they had imagined.

Lin Yun should have suffered a heavy blow, his white clothes were stained with blood, and he was extremely embarrassed to enter the ring. But at the moment, there is a little embarrassment there, but the edge is wanton, and the eyes are sharp enough to pierce the void.

"Bad ......"

The elders of the Chen family couldn't help but exclaim.

"Don't panic, this kid is definitely the end of the crossbow, waiting to see the means of Young Master Ziyu. ”

Chen Wangye's eyes flashed, and he said softly.

In his understanding, the purple moon in the Purple Moon Cave Heaven was quite weird, and there should be a lot of moonlight left in Lin Yun's body, which was by no means as easy as it seemed on the surface.

In fact, it was indeed as he said, but Lin Yun didn't care at all, his heart was pounding and pounding.

The light of the Canglong Seal flickered, its heartbeat was strong and terrifying, and there was a majestic blood qi gushing out like a spring between the jumps. No matter how the strange purple moonlight devoured it, it couldn't catch up with the speed of qi and blood rebirth.

Hearing Chen Wangye's words, the hearts of everyone in the Chen family settled down slightly, after all, Chen Ziyu is also a talent for the consummation of the Yin and Yang Realm, and he also has the will of the Cold Ice Martial Dao.

"What are you doing when you retreat so far, don't you say that killing me is like slaughtering a dog? Come and shoot me to death!"

Lin Yun's gaze swept and fell on Chen Ziyu's body, full of provocation.

"I'm afraid you won't make it?"

Chen Ziyu sneered, and the will of ice exploded, and a terrifying coercion suddenly became as thick as an abyss.

That kind of cold, just for an instant, covered this big ring with cold frost. If it was an ordinary leader, he would be frozen into a popsicle just by standing on the frost flower, but Lin Yun's sword intent had already reached its peak and was not afraid at all.

Bang!

There were countless chills like silk that wanted to penetrate into Lin Yun's body, but the sword intent around his body was surrounded, and the sharp sword intent cut off all the silky ruthlessness.

"Die!"

Chen Ziyu frowned slightly, he didn't want to endure it anymore, and his whole body was full of true yuan, and he raised his hand and slapped it over.

Rumble!

This palm was sacrificed, and the sky was full of cloudy wind roaring, and there was a terrible ghost roar in the wind. The cold wind is biting, the cold attacks the heart, and the cold sound enters the soul, his palm seems ordinary, but in fact, the means are extremely clever, and he will die immediately if he looks at it.

Boom!

But when he was about to kill in front of Lin Yun, a sword light lit up, and the burial flower was as fast as lightning, and it stabbed accurately in the palm of his hand.

The sharp tip of the sword, the sharp sword intent, carries the sword strength of the purple kite like the vast ocean. With a sword, he pierced his palm, blood spilled out, and he screamed in pain, and was violently shaken and flew out.

"Defeat me in three moves, you can't even catch my sword!"

Blood dripped from the funeral flowers, and Lin Yun looked at the other party, indifferent and mocking.

Chen Ziyu's right hand hung down softly, and his face was blushing and painful. He was furious in his heart, hateful, he hadn't seen him for a few days, how could the strength of this sword slave become so terrifying.

"Kill me like a dog, I kill you like cutting grass!"

Lin Yun didn't give him room to think at all, and urged the eleven-fold Purple Kite Sword Technique to the extreme, and he killed it with his sword.

Overlord sword, the morning sun dawns!

A bright light suddenly rose on Lin Yun's body, and an unrivaled sword momentum rose into the sky, and he slashed out with a sword, and the burial flower in his hand split out a fiery red rising sun.

Rumble!

What an amazing sword it was, the vast sword momentum evolved into a terrifying fireball, it was a fiery red rising sun. The morning glow derived from the sword intent rendered the sky bright red, which was the magnificent morning glow, and it was also the blood that would never be extinguished in the young man's heart.

"No, no, no!"

The elders of the Chen family, who were waiting for Chen Ziyu to show his might, were completely dumbfounded, and they could see at a glance that Chen Ziyu would definitely not be able to block this sword.

Even if they faced this sword, they would definitely not be able to stop it, let alone Chen Ziyu, who was deprived of one hand by Lin Yun.

With a desperate roar, the morning sun was smashed down by the funeral flowers, Chen Ziyu's face changed greatly, and all kinds of means kept being sacrificed.

Boom!

But it was useless, when the morning sun fell, it only momentarily smashed Chen Ziyu into meat puree and exploded into countless pieces of meat.

It's like a Xuanyin bell smashed on the blood dragon horse, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.

One sword, one sword killed Chen Ziyu, the Quartet was silent, and Wan Lai was silent.

Everyone opened their mouths wide, and they all looked at this scene in disbelief, the white-clothed swordsman was a little too terrifying.

"Can you go?"

In the midst of such silence, Lin Yun, who was facing away from Chu Duyan, suddenly spoke.

That Chu Duyan was quite cunning, and when he saw Lin Yun making a move on Chen Ziyu, he immediately stepped aside. When he saw that Lin Yun's sacrifice was still dawning, he instantly understood that Chen Ziyu was dead, and the gods couldn't save him when they came.

He didn't think about avenging the other party at all, so he jumped away and jumped out of the ring.

In order to save his life, he didn't even bother to ask for the opportunity to join the Purple Moon Cave Heaven.

But as soon as he landed, he was discovered by Lin Yun.

Lin Yun, who was facing away from him in the ring, slowly turned around, looked at him coldly, and said in a deep voice: "The bones of the Blood Dragon Horse were trampled into ashes by you piece by piece, and it was you who broke his bones and scattered ashes?"

That gaze, accompanied by killing intent, was incomparable, almost piercing the void.

Chu Duyan's heart tightened, and he was a little helpless, eager to pump himself a big ear scraper. This is what he bragged about, and no one cared about the bones of the blood dragon horse at all, but now it was taken seriously by Lin Yun.

But in an instant, a smile appeared on Chu Duyan's face, he jumped out of the ring and was afraid of what he would do?

"In!"

Suddenly, many elders and disciples of the Xiaoyun Sect responded loudly at the same time.

Everyone listened to the order, avenged Senior Brother Ouyang, and killed this sword slave. ”

Hearing the response, Chu Duyan's heart was settled, he first gave an order, then looked at Lin Yun and sneered: "What if that animal was crushed by me? You sword slave, you can still slap me to death with one palm!"

The power of poverty!

Lin Yunzi's mansion was in a mysterious space, and the primeval murderous spirit let out a roar, and the power of the sky in his body instantly burned.

The power of Qi Qi turned into flames, burning all the sixteen hideous dragon patterns, and his muscles squirmed, and there was a vast energy like a river surging throughout his body.

Boom!

Endless blood qi burst out in Lin Yun, Lin Yun smashed the ring with one foot, fell from the sky, and slapped it down with one palm.

It's so fast!

Completely relying on his strength, Lin Yun, who smashed the ring with one foot, was so fast that he could hardly even catch it with the naked eye.

By the time he reappeared, he was already above Chu Duyan's head, his body was full of flames, his brilliance was like a pillar, and there was an ancient ferocity blessed Lin Yun like an abyss.

Poof!

Chu Duyan couldn't even raise his head, and this palm fell on the top of his head, from head to toe, every inch of bone and flesh exploded. Under the frightened gaze of everyone, Chu Duyan's body continued to shrink like a spring.

When that palm was completely slapped on the ground, blood splattered, bones were scattered, and there was no such person in the world.

"Who said I couldn't kill you with one palm?"

Lin Yun spoke slowly, and the fire on his body gradually extinguished, but the edge lingered. His handsome face was as pale as a demon at the moment, and his black hair was full of black hair, dancing like a waterfall. His eyes were as black as ink, and as deep as an abyss, and the strange purple mark on his eyebrows became more and more eye-catching.

Is that a sign of a sword slave?

I'm afraid that no one will dare to say this sentence again, it is written by immortals, and thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are like ink. Lingxi pointed at it, Jingxiu Fanghua, condensed into a point, and fell between the eyebrows.

He is Lin Yun, the Great Qin Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, and the burial dude Lin Yun!