Chapter 238: Jiuding is in the world

"Can you be sure that your methods are correct?" questioned Fei Hong.

"No, you can't. ”

Feihong Zhenren looked at this stubborn young man, and somehow, inexplicably had a trace of respect, the world is like him, in the face of overwhelming pressure, he can still insist on his seemingly fragile bottom line, such people are rare today.

Feihong asked himself, he couldn't do it when he was young, and he can't do it now, Feihong knows that his Dao heart has been covered with dust. Therefore, in order to live forever, he can only take another path, and once this path begins, he cannot stop.

"If you can't, why do you want to go your own way?"

"Why don't real people go their own way?"

Feihong Zhenren was shocked in his heart, this person was so young that he could actually point to his sore spots, which made him even more uneasy. It seems that this son really can't stay, so it's better to take the opportunity to kill it, but, after thinking about it, I feel that it's inappropriate, as soon as this person dies, the fire has no owner, and it is even more difficult to control.

"If you can't talk about it, you can only see the real chapter under your hands, let's make a move!" Feihong Zhenren said.

"If the real person agrees, the younger generation is not welcome. After saying that, the starting hand is a knife.

It was the burning fire that hit the shore, Lin Yun's knife was full force, and the power of imprisonment and thunder hidden on the knife were all activated by Lin Yun with his divine sense, and Lin Yun's understanding of the knife technique had deepened since he fought with the bronze marquis.

It turned out that he used a knife, only knew how to use a knife and did not understand the "hidden knife", although the knife was fierce, but the master could see his intentions at a glance.

Since the battle with the Bronze Marquis, he has understood a truth, the same is a knife, after the Bronze Marquis made a knife, he always does not feel his true intentions, and every knife he makes, the Bronze Marquis is as clear about his intentions as an uncertain prophet.

At this moment, he also began to "hide the knife" like the bronze marquis, although he has not yet fully comprehended the essence of the "hidden knife", but he has already seen the first clues.

Feihong Zhenren's eyes lit up, and he let out a surprised "huh", "Good knife technique!" Then he threw out the Buddha dust in his hand, and the Buddha dust was like an arm and fingers, and it was like a long whip and pulled towards Lin Yun's wrist holding the knife.

Lin Yun did not change his moves, but randomly sacrificed a confinement talisman with his left hand to imprison the extremely flexible Buddha dust, of course Lin Yun did not expect to imprison the Buddha dust, but as long as he could block the moment, Lin Yun would be able to avoid the whipping of the Buddha dust, and the incineration could be "shot" out of the shore.

The flames on Lin Yun's knife rose, and when the Forbidden Talisman was sacrificed, the flames on the knife burned violently again, and the power of the flames increased more than twice as much as the initial one. This was the result of Lin Yun hiding the knife just now, and it was only at the last moment that he revealed his true intentions, and "shot" the river knife like a huge wave, and "patted" it to the "shore".

"Qiansi!" Fei Hong Zhenren snorted, and the Buddha dust imprisoned by the confinement talisman suddenly exploded, "Entangled!" Fei Hong Zhenren said two more words.

"Thousands of Entanglements" is one of Fei Hong Zhenren's killer features, Fei Hong Zhenren's intention is not to attack Lin Yun's knife-wielding wrist at all, he just wants Buddha Chen to appear in front of Lin Yun at close range, and then unexpectedly use a thousand threads of entanglement.

The thousand filaments were wound to form a large net, trapping Lin Yun in it, and Lin Yun's incinerating fire slapped on the shore of the soft and weak Buddha dust thousand filaments, and this Buddha dust did not know what material it was, and the incineration could not damage it at all. Seeing that Lin Yun was about to be wrapped into zongzi.

The gap, this is the gap, this is the gap that Lin Yun has to admit.

However, how could Lin Yun admit defeat so easily.

A "sword" character was shot, and everyone present shook their heads.

Alas, it's just a feeble struggle.

However, to their surprise, a "sword" character suddenly turned into a matchless one, this is Lin Yun's technique of gathering talismans and dividing talismans in the sword mound, one talisman into many, and many talismans into one.

Each "sword" character turned into a small sword, forming a sword net, blocking the thousands of entanglements of Feihong real people.

Lin Yun then made a move to burn the flames, with the help of the power of the sword net, dissolved a thousand threads, jumped out, and then carried a few feet of burning flame swords, roaring like a tsunami in the sea and rushing towards Feihong Zhenren.

"It's good!" Fei Hong Zhenren exclaimed, Buddha Chen suddenly retracted, smashed all of Lin Yun's "sword" characters, and then flew straight behind Lin Yun like a spear, quickly turning into an arc and stabbing at Lin Yun.

The Burning Flame Storm that attacked Feihong Zhenren was resisted by the flying sword sacrificed by Feihong Zhenren and could not be cut down.

"Lin Yun, it's really terrifying, you can force me to use my sword! I underestimate you, but ......"

At the same time as Feihong Zhenren spoke, the spear transformed by Buddha Dust was already close to Lin Yun, if nothing else, Lin Yun would be pierced through his heart.

The people under the hill all widened their eyes in horror, and they all felt that Lin Yun would definitely not be able to escape this catastrophe.

Suddenly, a cold light flew out from Lin Yun's side, which happened to be dead against the tip of the spear transformed by Buddha Chen, which was his wish-fulfillment dagger. Wishing is his natal artifact, which is connected with his mind, although the power is not obvious, but it is extremely easy to use for surprise sneak attacks and defenses.

Feihong Zhenren smiled slightly, "Thousand Silk Blades!" After speaking, the Buddha dust exploded again, but this time the Buddha dust exploded as straight as a silk knife, slashing towards Lin Yun, too close, although Lin Yun's wish-fulfilling dagger was flexible, it could not defend against a thousand silk knives.

Lin Yun instantly opened the talisman enchantment, but the enchantment was instantly shattered by a thousand threads.

"Boom!"

Lin Yun was hit by countless silk knives, although he flew up with his strength, the wounds of each knife were not too deep, but the flesh and blood on his back were blurred.

"Throw in the towel! You're no match for me. Fei Hong said.

The two of them only took a few moves, and Lin Yun was already seriously injured.

Everyone could see that there was a huge gap between the two, but Lin Yun said, "If you want me to admit defeat, it's still early!"

"You are so badly wounded that you can no longer fight, and you will only die if you fight again. Fei Hong said.

"I'm not going to die. At this time, Lin Yun's wound seemed to have a lot of small insects surging, where the small insects passed, the wound began to heal, and it took a moment to work hard, and the back of the flesh and blood was intact, but at this moment Lin Yun was in rags, looking extremely miserable and lonely.

This is a dreamless poison-devouring Gu.

These magical Gu worms can not only devour venom, but also repair wounds, which Wumeng once told him when he was parting. He couldn't mobilize these Gu worms, but these Gu worms had an innate instinct, and they had the nature to build muscle and stop bleeding.

Feihong Zhenren faced Lin Yun, not knowing that Lin Yun's wound had been completely repaired, he thought in his heart that Lin Yun would not be able to do anything at this time.

If he did it, all the wounds on his back would definitely burst open, and his flesh and blood body would not be able to withstand this kind of explosion at all, and even if he didn't die, he would immediately become half-dead

Live.

Feihong Zhenren completely relaxed his vigilance, and Lin Yun pretended to staggered and slowly approached Feihong Zhenren.

Then he raised his right hand and released the sand with a "bang", and nine steel needles flew towards Feihong Zhenren.

"The little tricks of the insects dare to show off again. Feihong Zhenren waved his sleeves, and the sleeves were immediately as hard as a shield, and the steel needles fell to the ground with a "clanging".

However, at this moment.

Feihong Zhenren's always calm face looked frightened, and Lin Yun raised his left hand to shoot out Hansha, just to paralyze him and make Feihong think that he had exhausted his donkey skills.

In Feihong's contemptuous eyes, he rowed the river and slashed at him with a knife, which was the third move of the Burning Sky Knife Technique__Burning Yan Blooming, this move was several times more powerful than the first two moves, Feihong Zhenren was full of flames up and down, left and right, and more than ten feet in front and back, and Burning Yan completely surrounded him.

Fei Hong Zhenren quickly unleashed the talisman barrier to ward off the flames that surrounded him.

However, Lin Yun would not give him a chance to breathe, the Rakshasa bow in his hand, and he did not hesitate to shoot three arrows at a time at Feihong Zhenren, shooting six times in a row, a total of eighteen arrows, the distance was only a few zhang, and these eighteen arrows gave people the feeling that they were arriving at the same time.

Feihong Zhenren's talisman barrier has been broken.

Lin Yun then shot eighteen Rakshasa arrows in a row again, and Feihong Zhenren waved the Buddha dust to resist the burning Yan in the sky, and on the other hand, the sword resisted the eighteen Rakshasa arrows flying from behind.

After shooting the Rakshasa arrow, Lin Yun raised his left hand again, and the seemingly insignificant cold sand, "bang" twice in a row, shot at the scrambled Feihong Zhenren, and the cold sand at this time was almost fatal.

The Rakshasa Arrow has a traction charm positioning, which is the most difficult, if it is a normal fight, it is not much of a problem for Feihong Zhenren to take these eighteen Rakshasa Arrows.

But now that the distance is too close, when Feihong Zhenren was attacked by Lin Yun, he didn't expect that he would not only have to resist Burning Yan at this moment, but also resist eighteen Rakshasa arrows and eighteen Hansha steel needles.

Now Lin Yun has reached the realm of the Great Heavenly Master, and his divine power can already condense steel needles, but the steel needles he launched this time are still the physical steel needles that were installed in it before.

Not only that, but there was also an elusive wish-fulfilling dagger that suddenly struck from behind him, it turned out that the wish-fulfilling dagger that fell to the ground just now, Lin Yun deliberately did not recover it, at this moment, the position where Feihong Zhenren was standing was just less than a kilometer away from the dagger as he wished.

Lin Yun's mind moved, and the dagger flew straight to the back of the heart, becoming the biggest threat to Feihong Zhenren.

Feihong Zhenren shouted: "Escape!" A bright round mirror surging with light waves appeared in the air, and Feihong Zhenren Sword escaped in. But before he could escape, the dagger slashed his back and almost broke his heart, a rakshasa arrow struck him in the left arm, and the burning Yan burned more than half of his already small crane, and the cold sand steel needle was swept away by his sleeve robe, and no one knew if it was hit or not.

The most terrifying thing is the Rakshasa arrow, Feihong Zhenren escaped into the light wave round mirror, and when the round mirror was not closed, four or five Rakshasa arrows actually chased in, looking like they were not dying.

The rest of the Rakshasa arrows lost their target, and they didn't know what to do, but the evil spirit did not disappear, so they had to run up and down, left and right, and the people under the mountain were terrified when they saw it, for fear that the arrow would come down.

Everyone was stunned by Lin Yun's series of methods.

How do they know that if it comes to life and death fighting, those "crazy people" in the arena between Lin Yun and Sen Luo are the most terrifying, although Feihong Zhenren is high, but his experience in life and death struggle is too far behind, if one move is one, several Lin Yun are not opponents.

However, Lin Yun, who has survived the Senluo arena countless times, can be said to be accurate when he calculates that Feihong Zhenren, a master with eyes above the top and nostrils facing the sky.

People like them are too conceited, too self-righteous, and only know how to bully the weak, but they don't know how to defeat the strong with the weak. And the masters in the Senluo Arena, except for a few few, were almost all higher than Lin Yun's realm, but they all died in Lin Yun's hands.

Lin Yun's mind moved, he withdrew all his weapons, and floated to the bottom of the hill, scanning the disciples of the Lutai Sect.

Until this time, no one still believed that Lin Yunsheng had won.

Fei Hong Zhenren walked out of the void, his face was pale, his face was painful, and his body was covered in blood, and after escaping into the light wave round mirror, he was hit by a Rakshasa arrow, and the rest of the Rakshasa arrows were probably shot down by him in the void.

All the disciples hurriedly surrounded the real person to support him, and the real person waved his hand to signal that he didn't need to.

"Real person, I agreed. Lin Yun clenched his fists and said calmly.

Lin Yun didn't mean to be polite to him, it meant that you lost, and it was time to fulfill your promise.

In front of many Xuanmen Xingjiao, he first challenged and drew his debut by Feihong Zhenren. If Feihong Zhenren breaks his promise and becomes fat, it is estimated that he, the leader of the Xuanmen Alliance, will not be able to become the leader in the future. However, if he really handed over his disciples, how could the face of the Lutai Sect remain? This matter will also become a huge shame and a laughing stock in the rivers and lakes.