Lin Yun's current speed had completely exceeded Jiang Wuying's expectations.

Just in the blink of an eye, Lin Yun appeared in front of Jiang Wuying and attacked Jiang Wuying unexpectedly.

Jiang Wuying instinctively raised his sword to resist, hastily met Lin Yun's attack, and was defeated by Lin Yun.

It wasn't until Jiang Wuying was forced to retreat dozens of meters that he was stunned to recall that Lin Yun hadn't even used the martial soul at this time.

A young man in the sixth-level warrior realm, without even using a martial soul, can beat him, a powerhouse in the martial arts realm, to the ground?

What a big joke this is!

Unconsciously, a trace of cold sweat had oozed from Jiang Wuying's forehead. He finally realized the crisis for the first time.

Without thinking too much, Jiang Wuying immediately urged the vitality in his body and gathered a large amount of vitality on the sword in his hand.

Phantom Sword Technique - Eighteenth Style!

Jiang Wuying suddenly turned the defense into an attack, stepped forward in one step, and stabbed the sword in his hand towards Lin Yun.

At the moment of stabbing, the sword suddenly separated into hundreds of phantoms, like hundreds of swords stabbing at Lin Yun at the same time.

Facing the hundreds of sword light phantoms stabbing towards him, Lin Yun still had no intention of opening the martial soul, and he even closed his eyes calmly at this moment.

When Lin Yun opened his eyes again, he had already turned on the subtle state. The hundreds of sword shadows that stabbed at him turned into a sword with a clear outline in his eyes, stabbing back and forth towards him.

Lin Yun stood in place without moving, just casually raising his sword to resist, and easily blocked the sword stabbed by Jiang Wuying.

In just one second, Jiang Wuying stabbed hundreds of swords at Lin Yun, but they were all taken by Lin Yun without exception.

Seeing this, Jiang Wuying immediately increased the speed of the sword to the limit, but no matter how he increased the speed of the sword, it was always so slow in Lin Yun's eyes.

Unconsciously, Jiang Wuying was already covered in cold sweat and began to become panicked.

He couldn't figure it out, obviously he was still a sixth-level warrior realm, why was the gap so big?

The current Lin Yun and the previous Lin Yun can be said to be completely like two people.

What did this Lin Yun experience in the Trial Tower!

Jiang Wuying panicked in his heart, and his swordsmanship moves were completely disrupted.

The sword he stabbed out wildly was completely out of his mind control, and it was simply stabbing indiscriminately.

By accident, he stabbed Lin Yun in the chest with a sword.

He never thought that that sword could hit Lin Yun.

However, the truth was completely beyond his expectations.

When that sword stabbed at him, Lin Yun stood still in place, not even moving half a step, not even looking at the stabbing blade, and had no intention of dodging at all.

In the flash of light, the sword stabbed on Lin Yun's chest without reservation.

At that moment, the blade of the sword was instantly bent by the chest and arched high upward.

And the muscles on Lin Yun's chest were only a little sunken inward, and they didn't even break the skin, so they blocked Jiang Wuying's sword so hard.

The picture freezes instantly.

Jiang Wuying looked at Lin Yun's body in disbelief, his eyes as if he was looking at a monster.

And Lin Yun also looked at him with the same contempt, his eyes were so deep and indifferent, as if the supreme god was contemptuous of the next ants.

"I think you should understand that now you are far from being the opponent of Bendi!" Lin Yun's tone became extremely indifferent, and he directly used the word "Bendi" to address himself when he spoke, obviously not intending to leave a living mouth.

Jiang Wuying trembled and took a few steps back after hearing this, and then looked at Lin Yun with a fearful gaze: "Who the hell are you?!" ”

Lin Yun didn't answer, just pressed forward with a sword with an expressionless face.

The Sword Technique of the Destruction of the World - The Third Style!

With a wave of the skull sword in Lin Yun's hand, it disappeared from his hand in an instant, turning into a remnant of sword light in the sky, intertwined into a dense sword net, and slashed towards Jiang Wuying.

Jiang Wuying hurriedly cast the Phantom Sword Technique to resist, but his Phantom Sword Technique was so vulnerable in front of Lin Yun at this time.

In just a short moment, the sword light phantom stabbed by Jiang Wuying was completely defeated by Lin Yun.

And Jiang Wuying himself was also covered with countless swords in his body at that moment, and in the blink of an eye, he was covered in bruises.

At this time, Jiang Wuying had been driven to a dead end, and when it was time for the dog to jump off the wall, Lin Yun still didn't even use the martial spirit!

"Lin Yun, don't force me!" After Jiang Wuying took a few steps back, a cruel look suddenly flashed in his eyes, and then he took out a black pill from his arms.

After glaring fiercely at Lin Yun, he swallowed the black pill without hesitation.

This black pill is the Jiang family's best-selling specialty, the Raging Pill.

Although the Berserk Pill can improve its strength in the short term, it has great side effects.

Jiang Wuying carried the Berserk Pill with him, originally wanting to use it urgently at an emergency moment, but he didn't expect that it would be used against a teenager now.

When the furious pill was down, Jiang Wuying's momentum was rising, and the injuries all over his body were gradually recovering.

"Come on, let's wrap it up!" Jiang Wuying poured all the remaining vitality in his body into the sword in his hand at once.

At that moment, a blue film of light instantly formed on the blade, as if a blue coat was put on the sword.

This time, the vitality contained in the sword is even more powerful than any previous time!

Obviously, this sword was Jiang Wuying's last sword.

"Send me to hell!"

When the momentum was reached the limit, Jiang Wuying let out a frenzied shout, and then swept forward with his sword in both hands.

A transparent air blade with a width of more than thirty meters formed at the moment when the sword swept. The transparent qi blade suddenly stretched out, sweeping along the ground at a terrifying speed, slashing towards Lin Yun with a devastating force.

And at that same time, Jiang Wuying once again activated the ability of the martial soul, imprisoning Lin Yun's body in place, making Lin Yun unable to move at all.

Lin Yun just stood in place, being hit by a transparent air blade carrying terrifying energy, and then his body was swept out by the transparent air blade, slamming into the cliff dozens of meters away behind him.

Boom –

With a loud sound, the cliff was instantly shattered by the bombardment of the air blade, decomposing into countless stones scattered on the ground, burying the forest clouds that had fallen together.

For a time, the dust was flying all over the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

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And after exerting the power of the martial soul, Jiang Wuying directly knelt on the ground, holding his head with both hands and groaning in pain.

When the flying dust cleared, Jiang Wuying's condition recovered slightly, but even so, his face was still weak, and he was obviously exhausted.

He staggered to his feet from the ground and looked nervously at the pile of rocks not far away.

The pile of rocks, which had been stationary, suddenly moved at some point, and then the stones at the top kept rolling downward.

One palm came out of the pile, followed by another. With two palms propped up on the rocks, a teenager emerged from the rocks.

The boy's unkempt black hair was covered in mud, and his clothes had been so ruined that he couldn't even see the strips of rags. However, all over his body, except for a shallow blood mark on his chest, there was no harm to be seen......