Knocking back Lin Yu with one palm, Ling Yun's self-confidence increased greatly, and the fear in his heart also dissipated at this moment, and even a smile appeared on his face.

In his opinion, Lin Yu consumed a lot of money to kill Zhiguotian, and now it was the end of the strong crossbow, so he could only slaughter it by himself.

With confidence in his heart and his courage growing, Ling Yun clenched his right fist and swept towards Lin Yu again.

Lin Yu jumped up, looked at Ling Yun who was rushing towards him, the flames of battle intent burned in his eyes, and he waved the Sword of Defeat in his hand and swept towards Ling Yun.

With a bias of his body, he easily avoided Lin Yu's sword, and Ling Yun turned his fist into a claw and grabbed his neck.

Ling Yun's speed was not weaker than Lin Yu at this moment, and he easily grabbed his neck.

A hideous smile appeared in Ling Yun's eyes, and just as he was about to twist Lin Yu's neck with force, he saw a red light flashing in Lin Yu's eyes, and he directly hit his head on his forehead.

"Bang!"

The heads of the two collided together, making a crisp sound, Ling Yun didn't expect Lin Yu to use this kind of play with no moves at all, and he was caught off guard and was knocked back again and again, dizzy.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Yu stepped forward and pinched his shoulder, and with a "click", Ling Yun's shoulder bone was crushed by Lin Yu's palm, and the severe pain made his face pale.

Lin Yu hit him with another elbow on the head.

Ling Yun's nose bone was shattered by Lin Yu's elbow, the nosebleed and the blood in his mouth were mixed together, and his body fell backwards.

Lin Yu took this opportunity to swing the Defeat Sword in his hand again and slashed at him.

Ling Yun finally dodged Lin Yu's sword by feeling, and Lin Yu slapped him out with another palm.

Ling Yun was beaten and kept retreating, and before he could stabilize his body, Lin Yufei kicked him in the chin.

His jaw bone was kicked and shattered by Lin Yu, and the person was also kicked in the air by Lin Yu.

Lin Yu rose into the air, and the sword of destruction in his hand stabbed him into the heart, intending to finish him off with a single sword.

Just when Lin Yu thought that he could kill Ling Yun with one sword, a black sword light shot from another direction, blocking Lin Yu's sword.

It turned out that Xiao Feng rushed over with a black blade in his hand, and then looked at Miyamoto Gen, who was covered with knife wounds, and it was obvious that he was still not Xiao Feng's opponent.

Li Dai and her bodyguards were entangled by the disciples of the Reaper Alliance, and they couldn't help Miyamoto Gen at all, and Miyamoto Gen was dying at this time.

More than a dozen disciples of the Hundred Ghost Society pounced on Miyamoto Xuan, intending to break him into thousands of pieces, but Lin Yu could only turn around and help Miyamoto Xuan when he saw this.

A sword shook everyone away, and Lin Yu hurriedly stepped forward to help Miyamoto Xuan, who was seriously injured, up.

Gen Miyamoto's body was seriously injured, and a deep blood mark was cut on his chest, and the blood stained his clothes red, and the twin blades of gods and ghosts were stuck in the ground on either side of him.

"Leave me alone, kill them!"

Miyamoto held back the severe pain, gritted his teeth, his eyes were bloodshot, and cold sweat covered his forehead.

He was in a very poor state at this time, it was difficult to even protect himself, and he was even ready to die.

Of course, Lin Yu would not ignore him, supporting him with one hand and holding a sword in the other hand to resist the attacks of the people around him.

"My lord, what should I do?"

Xiao Feng frowned, they seemed to have a numerical advantage, but in fact, because of Lin Yu alone, they had fallen into a disadvantage.

Lin Yu's strength was beyond their imagination, although they had many subordinates, no matter how many ants there were, they couldn't shake the elephant.

"Withdraw!"

As the leader of the Reaper Alliance, no matter what state he is in, he can keep a clear head and see the current situation at a glance.

Unless they can find a way to kill Lin Yu, they will have no chance of winning.

But how easy is it to get rid of Lin Yu?

Originally, he thought that he could solve Lin Yu by joining forces with Zhiguotian, but now it seems that he still thinks too simple after all.

"Are you gone?"

As soon as Ling Yun was about to retreat, Lin Yu had already snorted coldly and rushed out of the crowd, holding Miyamoto Xuan in one hand and rushing towards Ling Yun with a sword in the other.

Gen Miyamoto was injured by the wind like this, and with this alone, it was impossible for him to let the other party leave easily.

Even if the other party was outnumbered, even if Miyamoto Gen was seriously injured, not only could not help him, but would become a drag on him, he never gave up his determination to kill these enemies.

Rose's death and Miyamoto Xuan's serious injury filled Lin Yu's chest with anger, and when a person is angry, he can often burst out with devastating power, which is the case with Lin Yu at this time.

Facing Lin Yu, who was rushing at great speed, Ling Yun did not hesitate at all, turned around and was about to leave this place.

And Xiao Feng retreated first in order to cover Ling Yun, and he immediately held his sword to meet Lin Yu.

Not only him, but the surrounding subordinates formed a line of defense to block Lin Yu, but they were scattered by Lin Yu's random sword qi, and flesh and blood flew sideways.

At the moment when his subordinates were scattered, Xiao Feng threw out the black blade in his hand and shot at Lin Yu.

A sword light carrying the power of thunder and lightning lit up, and I saw Lin Yu cut the black blade into two pieces with one hand and a sword.

Xiao Feng was horrified in his heart, a chill enveloped his heart, his body instinctively retreated, and the aftermath of the sword light crossed in front of his eyes, and a stream of blood rushed out.

Xiao Feng instantly felt a pain in his shoulder, and when he turned his head to look, he saw a deep scar on his right shoulder.

Xiao Feng broke out in a cold sweat, and dense beads of sweat also came out of his forehead.

In his daze, Lin Yu had already come to him and punched him in the head.

Xiao Feng was shocked, and instinctively raised his fist and collided with Lin Yu.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the fists of the two collided together, and the strong qi vibrated out.

Xiao Feng's fist strength was naturally not as strong as Lin Yu's, and his body that was hit by Lin Yu's punch lost its balance, and at this time, Lin Yu was another sword light appeared above his head.

Faced with a sharp sword that was enough to cut through the void, Howling Wind did not dare to resist and quickly dodged.

"Boom!"

The sword light passed close to his figure, slashing at the ground, cutting out a crack more than ten meters long and a few inches deep.

The clothes on the back of the whistling wind were already soaked with cold sweat.

The power of this sword is too terrifying, if it is slashed on his body, even with his cultivation in the Yuan Infant Realm, he will definitely not be able to resist it.

However, before Xiao Feng could congratulate himself on dodging this sword, Lin Yu appeared beside him again, and a cold light instantly crossed his neck.

A stream of scarlet blood shot out......

Xiao Feng's eyes widened instantly, his pupils slowly dilated, and he suddenly felt that his neck was so cold, which was also the last consciousness he had before he died.

Blood kept spurting from his neck, and his unwilling corpse fell to the ground so hard.

"Howling Wind ......"

Ling Yun's heart was beating wildly, his eyelids were shaking, and the cruelty of reality made him unbelievable.

The Heavenly Dao Gate's Zhiguo Tian is dead, and the howling wind that has followed him for many years is also dead!

At this moment, he finally understood why a world-top force like the Heavenly Dao Sect had been unable to get rid of Lin Yu.