Chapter 467

"Innate Sword Intent!"

"Is it really innate sword intent?"

"I don't know, but this sword intent is really terrifying, I haven't seen it in my life. ”

"I really haven't seen it in my life...... But if it's an innate sword intent, it's too exaggerated. Not only the Great Qin Empire, but even the Nanhua Ancient Domain, there is no example of reaching the innate sword intent without entering the Purple Mansion. ”

The words of the eldest prince Qin Yu made Longmen Square fall into shock.

This sword cut the king's battle platform in half.

The terrifying sword intent, the aftermath did not fade, and the young man on the battle platform, his long hair flew and danced, and he was hunting in the wind in a green shirt. A sword momentum turned into a violent wind, sweeping in all directions of the king's battle platform.

Compared to him, the original dazzling light of the Great Prince Qin Yu was completely overshadowed.

"It's really touching that the world is like chess. ”

"Could it be that Lin Yun is going to win this final battle?"

Such a scene, like a dream, is a miracle, and it really appears in front of everyone.

A teenager who is not favored by everyone has fought out of the road to hell, and now, it seems that he has to win the final battle.

Since the beginning of the Dragon Gate Competition, what no one has ever done is going to be done by this young man.

At this moment, everyone in the Lingxiao Sword Pavilion finally settled down with their hearts.

Especially Xinyan, her cold and moving face regained a dazzling brilliance, and the beauty was thrilling in an instant, making people dare not look directly.

Her beauty is always so blooming, and her stunning face is like a bright rose. is born with charming bones, but a trace of chill invades, so that people can only watch from a distance and cannot desecrate.

Elder Luo Feng touched his beard, he was really in tears, and he was excited.

Even if it wasn't an innate sword intent, with the momentum at the moment, Qin Yu couldn't stop Lin Yun in this battle.

The people in the audience were shocked, but if they were shocked, they were far from being able to compare with the flying feather boy on the stage.

Feeling the astonishing sword momentum on the other party's body, his face was extremely stiff, and he said coldly: "Innate sword intent, how could you comprehend innate sword intent!"

"Is it innate sword intent? guess wrong, that sword just now is not innate sword intent, this is innate sword intent!"

As the words fell, a little brilliance bloomed in the depths of Lin Yun's eyes, dazzling like stars

The majestic sword intent before was reborn, like a new life.

This sword intent is clear and empty, dustless between heaven and earth, ethereal and smart, not stained with dust, and the sword sound is like a fairy.

Rumble!

The majestic sword intent born from his body rushed into the sky in the blink of an eye, and the long sword in the hands of the Quartet in the Longmen Square could no longer be controlled, humming and trembling.

"Damn, I can't control it!"

"This sword intent is too strong......"

A few times before, he could barely control his own sword, but now, when the truly complete innate sword intent was activated by Lin Yun, many of the swordsmen present could no longer control the sword in their hands.

Rub and go!

A long sword, blooming with streamers, broke through the air.

"This sword, I'll give it back to you for Brother Xinjue!"

Lin Yun's eyes were cold, bursting out with cold killing intent, if the eldest brother was still there.

If Brother Xinjue is still there, a sword that also contains innate sword intent will also fall on the other party's head.

Heavenly reincarnation, good and evil will be rewarded in the end.

Boom!

An indescribable sword light bloomed from Lin Yun's hand, this sword was like the scorching sun, fast as thunder, wanting to cut the sky and destroy the earth.

"Damn, I'm not going to lose, I'm not going to!"

A crazy look erupted in Qin Yu's eyes, he bit the tip of his tongue and roared angrily, urging Xuanyang Jue to the limit. Under the skin of the face, there are faint flame lines appearing, which looks very strange.

The terrifying Xuanyang True Yuan stirred up in his body again, and his body erupted with an aura that was even more terrifying than before.

Even if Lin Yun mastered the innate sword intent, for the sake of the top position, he would do whatever it took to fight to the end and there was no way out.

When he raised his hand, another palm condensed by flames collided with the flying sword.

Boom!

In just an instant, this huge king battle platform could no longer support it, and it fell apart and completely collapsed.

It was as if it was a high mountain, and it collapsed in front of everyone's eyes.

Thundered!

The king's battle platform, which was suspended in the air, was completely in ruins, turning into countless waste stones, pitted and piled up on the ground.

Click!

At the center of the storm, someone saw a figure piercing his palm, and then Qin Yu's body suddenly burst back.

In mid-air, blood splattered out.

It's Qin Yu!

Under this sword that contained innate sword intent, even if he had urged the Xuanyang Jue to the limit, he still couldn't resist it.

He was stabbed in the chest, and the wound was terrible, and the blood was still dripping.

"Lost. ”

Seeing such a scene, many people sighed softly in their hearts, the top position, if there is no accident, it must be Lin Yun's.

The gap, some too obvious.

However, to be able to witness the birth of a miracle, everyone is still faintly excited in their hearts, how many years have not seen the big scene, what an honor to be able to witness with their own eyes.

"Waste. ”

Suddenly, a cold snort came out of Lin Yun's mouth calmly.

It was as if thunder was thundering on the ground, and it broke out in everyone's hearts, Lin Yun actually said that the eldest prince was a waste?

The eldest prince Qin Yu, what a person.

Regardless of identity or strength, in this Great Qin Empire, it is the top, high, and unbeatable. It has always been him who humiliates others, there is nothing he can't get, no one who dares to offend him.

But right now, Lin Yun actually openly called the other party a waste in the final battle of this Longmen Dabi.

What a humiliation?

didn't give the other party any face at all, and everyone was shocked in their hearts.

Qin Yu, who was already injured, suddenly turned blue with a face that was a little incredulous, as if he had misheard.

"What did you say?"

Qin Yu's eyes were burning with anger, and he roared.

"Didn't you say that I am a mere sword slave, and I am also worthy of competing with you for the top spot? Right now, you can't even compare to me, a mere sword slave, what is it if it's not waste?"

Lin Yun's expression was indifferent, and he shouted in a deep voice, burying flowers in his hands, trembling.

If it is an ordinary person, no one will believe it when he says that the eldest prince is a waste, and he will even be ridiculed.

But right now, Lin Yun, who defeated the other party, seems to be quite weighty.

Boom!

In the ruins, Lin Yun held the funeral flowers and stepped out again.

During the seven Xuan steps, the figure was like a shock, and he came to the other party in the blink of an eye.

Water Moon Swordsmanship, Tenth Sword, Sky Shattering Clouds!

The moment this sword was sacrificed, the terrifying sword storm condensed into a roaring tornado. Qin Yu suddenly felt extremely shocked, and the terrifying coercion was approaching step by step, making him feel a completely invincible despair.

Damn, why is this happening......

Qin Yu's heart was full of endless unwillingness, knowing that he might not be able to block this sword, he still rushed to kill it.

He continued to use the Xuanyang True Yuan, and he didn't even notice the faint flame lines on his face, and he was crazy.

Bang bang bang!

A terrifying slap of the palm slammed into the storm of blades like a violent wind, erupting with an earth-shattering sound. The storm sound and majesty had all weakened, but every time it was bombarded, the power that shook back would make Qin Yu spit out blood.

"Terrible. ”

"Is this prince crazy?"

After a few bombardments, Qin Yu's face was as pale as paper.

The hearts of those who watched were shocked, in this case, if they still did not admit defeat, it was tantamount to looking for death.

After more than ten palms, the sword blade stormed, and it was smashed by Qin Yu.

"Kill!"

But he didn't have time to smile, Lin Yun stepped forward with the funeral flower bully in his hand, the surging true yuan was frantically agitated, and the funeral flower sword was trembling, and it slashed out angrily.

Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!

Blood was constantly spilling from Qin Yu's mouth, and he couldn't match Lin Yun's sword momentum at all, so he could only keep retreating.

At this moment, the eldest prince was covered in blood, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Where is there still a little bit of princely style!

In the snowy scene that day, he scolded Fang Xuan, threw the elite of the Qingxuan Society, and married Xinyan in public. The mighty guard of honor stretched for ten miles in the wind and snow, what a scenery.

Even if Xinyan was snatched away by the young man in public, he could still say from above, dare to come to participate in the Dragon Gate Competition, I will take your life.

But right now, it's not an exaggeration to say that it's a lost dog.

Boom!

There was no way to avoid it, Qin Yu was hit by a sword, broke out on the spot, and fell into a pile of abandoned rocks.

Lin Yun put away his sword and flew over.

Rumble!

It's just that in the moment that has just passed, a dazzling golden light suddenly erupted in the gravel pit. There was an aura of terror, born from the pit, and it was a chilling roar.

Martial Soul!

It's a martial soul, the eldest prince Qin Yu, who sacrificed his martial soul.

No one expected that in the situation of knowing that he would be defeated, the eldest prince would dare to sacrifice his martial spirit.

Aren't you afraid that after the martial soul is damaged, sentient beings will not be able to step into the Purple Mansion?

But in the next moment, everyone's complexion changed greatly, but it was Qin Yu who rose into the air, and behind him there was a fiery red flame sparrow, flashing with three rays of mystery.

The martial soul of the three grades of the Xuan level!

It was not only a Xuan-level martial soul, but also a martial soul that had reached the third grade of the Xuan-level martial soul, and the moment the Luan bird spread its wings, the overwhelming power of the flames temporarily forced Lin Yun's innate sword intent to retreat.

"Little Sword Slave didn't expect it, the martial soul of this prince is a Xuan-level third-grade Yanque, with the blood of the ancient Qingluan. ”

Qin Yu's expression was hideous, as if he had sacrificed this martial soul, under great pressure, and said coldly: "This martial soul, every time it is sacrificed, I have to bear the pain of burning my body, you forced me, burn it to ashes for me!"

Whew!

When the words fell, the flame-sparrow martial soul of the Xuan-level three-grade flame bird attacked with wings, and it seemed that everything was going to be burned everywhere it passed.

"Not good!"

Everyone was shocked, they never expected that Qin Yu actually had such hole cards.

Next to the Ziqing Throne, the old man in black who had been standing behind the eldest prince sneered. He looked at Lin Yun, with a faint mockery in his eyes, and the villain was ambitious.

If Qin Yu really only has this talent, how can he be favored by Xuanyang Palace.

will also hand over the Xuanyang Jue to him as an exception.

But the next moment, the smile on his face froze on the spot.

Rumble!

The primeval fierce soul candle dragon appeared, and it that had engulfed a fierce soul now also entered the Xuan level. But that's just it, it's not enough to surprise him, it's what surprises him.

Another fierce spirit, behind Lin Yun, suddenly appeared.

Poor!

Candle Dragon, Qi Qi, two primeval murderous spirits, appeared at the same time, erupting with monstrous ferocity.

The fluttering flame sparrow, before it could get close, was pounced on by two fierce spirits at the same time, tearing it apart on the spot.

"No!"

Qin Yu spat out blood and knelt on the spot.

With the appearance of the two fierce spirits, in the ruins of the Longmen Battle Platform, the young man stood proudly. It seems to be proclaiming, some kind of existence.

Today's Great Qin, who can be proud of the world?

Only me Lin Yun!