The Sword Technique of Destroying the World - The First Style!

Lin Yun stepped backwards with one foot, and instantly stepped on the floor under his feet into a pit.

At the moment when the pit was formed, Lin Yun's body turned into a smoke shadow, like an arrow from the string that burst forward, carrying a fierce golden light, slashing towards the golden corpse with a devastating momentum.

Lin Yun and the golden corpse confronted each other, and their figures staggered past each other in mid-air.

A golden sword flash flashed in an instant!

Brush!

After a sharp sound of breaking the air, Lin Yun's sword-wielding figure stopped five meters behind the golden corpse.

And the golden corpse continued to run forward.

It's just that in the process of running, its hands have already broken off from their elbows and fallen to the ground.

After it ran a few steps, the place where its chest and abdomen met also separated into two.

The body above the chest slowly slid backwards along the neat and smooth incision, carrying a small amount of blood to the ground.

The lower half of his body even took two steps forward before finally falling forward.

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When the golden corpse completely lost its movement, Lin Yun unhurriedly lifted the martial soul and inserted the sword back into the scabbard. Then he casually turned his head and glanced at the decomposed golden corpse.

The scene was silent.

Everyone present looked at this scene blankly, and their expressions were close to petrification.

They couldn't believe that the three of them couldn't defeat a strong enemy together, and they were killed by this young man so lightly!

And after killing such a strong enemy, the young man did not show any joy at all, as if he had just done a trivial thing.

When everyone was shocked, the energy on Lin Yun's body, which was extremely berserk, also collapsed back into the berserk ring along the meridians of his body.

In the state of the energy blessing of the Rage Ring, the wearer's cultivation can be directly increased by two levels. However, the duration is very limited, usually only for one minute, and it cannot be used a second time in a short period of time.

As soon as the berserk energy collapsed back, the Rage Ring flashed a faint red light.

And Lin Yun's momentum continued to decay one after another, and the realm also regressed one after another, and in the blink of an eye, he regressed to the realm of the middle stage of the third-level warrior.

This scene made everyone dumbfounded.

"The realm has gone backwards? What the hell is going on? Chen Bingbing looked at Lin Yun with a surprised face.

"Did he take some medicine to temporarily improve his realm just now?" Xie Ding, who was seriously injured, also opened his eyes and muttered in his mouth.

And Fan Jian's eyes narrowed slightly, but they fell on the furious ring on the middle finger of Lin Yun's right hand.

Fan Jian is the heir of a family of tomb robbers, and his ancestors have made a living from tomb robbing for generations, and he has seen many superb treasures, including some psychic magic weapons.

These treasures have been recorded in the family genealogy by generations of ancestors.

Fan Jian had also read the pedigree and had some impressions of some of the psychic magic weapons recorded in the pedigree.

One of the psychic magic weapons is a ring that can temporarily improve the realm. Its shape and appearance are exactly the same as the ring worn by Lin Yun!

And Lin Yun's realm has improved before, and now it has regressed, obviously because of this ring!

Thinking of this, Fan Jian's heart became extremely manic, and a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.

As the heir of a family of tomb robbers, he knows better than anyone how precious and valuable the ring in Lin Yun's hand that can temporarily improve the realm is!

If he can get this ring and sell it at a high-end auction, the income he can get can make him not have to rob tombs for the rest of his life, and he can live a very nourishing life.

Thinking of this, the greedy desire in Fan Jian's heart also became more and more intense.

At this moment, Lin Yun didn't notice Fan Jian's intentions at all. Because his attention was focused on the smoky jade sarcophagus in the center of the tomb.

Lin Yun vaguely found that there was a very powerful aura sealed in this smoky jade sarcophagus, and it seemed that there was something terrible in it!

Just when Lin Yun wanted to further observe this smoky jade sarcophagus, a figure quietly came behind Lin Yun, raised the long sword in his hand, and slashed at Lin Yun.

"Be careful!" Seeing this, Lina hurriedly shouted.

As soon as the words fell, that sharp sword light was already close to Lin Yun's neck.

At that moment, Fan Jian's eyes flashed with a hint of joy that he was about to succeed, as if he had seen the bloody picture of Lin Yun's body and head being separated.

However, what happened in the next moment completely shattered his beautiful thoughts!

At that moment, Lin Yun raised his left hand like lightning.

A backhand block at will.

The blurred sword shadow instantly stopped in front of Lin Yun's palm, revealing the original appearance of the long sword, and the blade of the sword was embedded in the flesh of Lin Yun's palm, and then it was resisted by five steel-like finger bones.

Fan Jian's movements also froze, he maintained the posture of holding the sword with both hands, and his face was full of incredulity, as if he had experienced the most incredible thing in the world.

He felt as if he had struck not the palm of a human hand, but a wall of copper.

No matter how hard he tried, he could only cut through the skin and flesh on the surface, but he couldn't cut off the finger bones at all.

Everyone also looked at the scene in front of them with a broken expression.

Fan Jianke was a powerhouse at the peak of a sixth-level warrior, although he was now seriously injured and could not exert his full strength. But his sword was enough to kill an opponent below the fifth-level warrior.

However, at this time, his sword slashed into the hand of this young man in the third-level warrior realm, but he couldn't even cut off the seemingly thin palm of the other.

After receiving such a fatal blow with his bare hands, it is unimaginable, how strong is this young man's body?

Compared with everyone's shock, Lin Yun was not surprised, as if he had long been accustomed to this scene.

This calm attitude even made everyone wonder if he was deliberately slashed by Fan Jian's sword just now in order to test the defensive strength of his body.

Seeing that a sword could not kill Lin Yun, Fan Jianli immediately withdrew his sword and took a few steps backwards.

"Bastard, what are you going to do?!" Linna yelled angrily at Fan Jian, and her address to Fan Jian also changed from the previous boss to a bastard.

Fan Jian didn't answer Linna's words, but just held the sword in one hand in front of his chest, put on a defensive posture, and stared at Lin Yun with a vigilant gaze.

It wasn't until this moment that he deeply realized how unsimple the seemingly ordinary teenager in front of him was!

Lin Yun glanced back at Fan Jian casually, his gaze was so deep and indifferent, as if the supreme king was examining a condemned prisoner.

"You want the ring on my hand?"

Just by looking at it, Lin Yun could see from Fan Jian's greedy gaze that he had the purpose of attacking him.

Although Fan Jian was very jealous of Lin Yun at this time, he still pretended to be strong and said: "Since you know, don't you obediently hand over the things!" As long as you hand it over, I promise to spare you from death!" ”