The sword qi is agitating, and the sword qi is roaring!

It's as if this sword was cut out for the sake of killing.

Just like the middle-aged man's previous words, his murderous intent towards Lin Yun had reached its peak.

Although he was also aware that Lin Yun seemed to make a small movement the moment his sword fell, he was even more confident in his sword style, because his sword had already touched the divine power.

"Hmph, in vain. Locked by my sword intent, I still want to dodge, wishful thinking. ”

The middle-aged man's voice fell, and Lin Yun's consciousness returned to clarity at this moment, and his gaze suddenly looked into the void.

He couldn't see the man's figure, but he could feel that the middle-aged man was just behind this sword.

"Jian Mang, sure enough, he is not a half-step Divine Ability Realm, but a true Divine Ability Realm powerhouse!" Seeing that sword, Lin Yun's heart sank, and his face changed greatly.

"The long sword is three feet, the sword is three feet, and the most central position is only the center, one foot to the right. And this position corresponds to the top of my head. In other words, if I want to dodge this sword, I only need three inches away. In a hurry, Lin Yun's mind was in a hurry, and he had already analyzed a safe distance.

But although it was only three inches, it was still difficult for Lin Yun at this moment.

As the middle-aged man said just now, where this sword is, it is all his sword intent, the killing intent of the sword, and the killing sword is busy.

At this moment, relying on the strangeness of sleeping Arhat, although he moved a little unconsciously, it was especially difficult to move more.

"As long as it's three inches, away from the location of this long sword, I have a glimmer of life." Lin Yun thought anxiously in his heart, and his heart was bitter. If this was the case, Lin Yun would definitely not stop so soon.

I thought I could fight beyond the ranks, but now it seems that it is wishful thinking.

Because the middle-aged man in front of him has already broken away from the scope of the spiritual platform, he has more than half a step of supernatural power, and he has even stepped over the edge of supernatural power, otherwise, under this sword, it is impossible to have such a strong power.

In other words, now it is not a battle beyond the level at all, it is simply a battle across the border.

If Lin Yun had already known about this and took precautions in his heart, maybe the outcome of this battle might not be so miserable, and he would not have the power to resist it at all.

But the mistake was that Lin Yun mistakenly thought that the other party was just an ordinary late stage of the Lingtai.

One thought caused the current situation.

However, after this incident, Lin Yun's future path of seeking the Tao made him dare not give birth to the psychology of underestimating others. Of course, this is a later story, so I won't mention it for the time being.

Let's say that on the battlefield, the sky-high sword swept down, only a few feet away from Lin Yun.

At this time, Lin Yun finally had a deeper understanding of the sword intent that the middle-aged man said.

Within the three zhang of this sword lock, it is almost an attack range without dead ends, and the sword intent that is full of it is extremely powerful, even though it is still a few zhang away from the top of his head at this moment, he has already felt a piercing killing intent filling his body.

The raging sword qi was even more like a blade, slicing on Lin Yun's body piece by piece, although it couldn't break through Lin Yun's physical strength at this time, but the feeling of pain still made Lin Yun feel unbearable.

These three zhang sword rays, like a prison, tightly bound Lin Yun in it, and countless sword qi crisscrossed it, as if no matter how much it moved, it would be blocked by the sword qi.

"It's too late, you have to rush out." Lin Yun was ruthless in his heart, and he didn't think about it, at this moment, only by making a desperate bet could he have a glimmer of life.

The sword qi is whistling and the wind is confirming, which is confirming the old saying, the cold wind is like a knife.

But at this moment, this sword qi is a raw wind, and in the wind, it contains endless sword rays, small sword qi, like substance, containing extremely strong killing power, condensed in this three-foot sword light.

"Suffer death, under this sword, under the supernatural power, no one can hide." The middle-aged man spoke.

And at this moment, he was already less than three feet away from Lin Yun.

The distance of three zhang is only a matter of time for a person like him who has cultivated to the realm, and it can be reached in just a moment, not to mention that it is from the sky, and under the action of inertial power, the time taken is even shorter.

But at this moment, the unthinkable happened.

In his eyes, Lin Yun, who was already like a turtle in an urn and a chopping board, actually moved, and the Lingtai, which was almost six zhang, appeared directly above his head, resisting the endless sword qi, and Lin Yun's body, at the moment when the power of this Lingtai was isolated, suddenly deviated three inches to the right.

At this time, the long sword finally fell, and the sharp sword ray, containing countless sword qi, suddenly dissipated at this moment.

The figure of the middle-aged man appeared in the void, but his posture still maintained the posture of a sword. But there was no joy in his eyes.

Because Lin Yun, under his own sword intent, really broke free.

"Can you even break free? How is this possible? The middle-aged man was shocked, but in the midst of the shock, the killing intent reappeared.

At this time, Lin Yun was already seriously injured.

At the last moment, he relied on the power of the six-zhang spirit platform to release the boundless Buddha power, and forcibly deviated his body from the lock of the sword and moved out a distance of three inches.

But it was this three-inch distance that allowed Lin Yun to avoid this mortal sword.

But his spiritual platform, under this sword, began to break up, from a distance of six zhang, weakened by more than one zhang.

"Ahem!" Lin Yun's golden body was completely shattered, and under the sword, before he even had time to make a move, he had already broken the most fundamental defense.

For a long time, the golden body of the Arhat is Lin Yun's deepest reliance, the golden body is not broken, and the laws are not violated.

In addition, the Arhat subdued the tiger, and the Dharma descended the dragon, and several battles were invincible, and defeat turned into victory.

But now, it has been directly broken without any suspense.

All preparations and deliberations were nullified, and under this absolute sword, there was no fluke at all.

And the rupture of the spiritual platform is even more fatal to the monk, otherwise, Lin Yun would not have to risk coming to this Covered Sea City, he would have to wait for the spiritual ginseng derived from the Bloody Eye Valley to mature and seek medicine for Puren.

And right now, his spiritual platform, but under this sword, was directly weakened by more than a zhang, even though it did not hurt the root, but it also made Lin Yun's cultivation from the middle stage of the spiritual platform, once cut down, and slipped to the early stage of the spiritual platform.

At this moment, Lin Yun was like a bloody man, falling in a pool of blood.

His golden body has been broken, and although the defense of his physical body is still capable of resisting the middle stage of the spiritual platform, what he is facing is a half-step supernatural power after all, and he is even a strong person who has sensed the threshold of supernatural power with one foot.

A sword with divine power is by no means something that can be resisted by the strength of the flesh of the chalcedony essence, unless the power of his flesh body goes one step further and reaches the body of the glazed king. It is possible to resist this supernatural sword.

But now, it's all in vain.