Chapter 371 - The Rhythm of the Way of the Sword
"Don't worry, my swordsmanship can also kill you, you better fight with all your strength. The Qiankun Sword in Lin Yuan's hand instantly sounded a soft groan.
"It's coming!"
All the visitors stared closely at the two people in the distance, their eyes widened, and the momentum of the sky, covering the sky, and the clouds that had just dissipated, seemed to have a tendency to converge again.
Everyone is watching, they are watching, what are the hole cards of these two people, and they want to see how strong such a battle will be.
The geniuses of the two great sword paths, standing in the void, confronting each other, and on the periphery, the tornado storm formed by the spiritual power storm was still roaring, ―static―moving, and the entire shijie seemed to be still.
Boom! Boom!
The two rushed towards each other at the same time, and the terrifying air explosion and tornado storm could not be hidden.
"The third form of Xianxia Sword Technique - Yunxing Xiawei!"
"Sword Three!"
I don't know if it's a coincidence, the super killing moves issued by the two of them are all related to the word 'three' Yan Yunjian is the third type, and Lin Yuan's is the third move.
"Haha, do you only have these few moves, or are you poor in skills, as I said, the same moves have no effect on me. On Yan Yunjian's side, seeing that Lin Yuan was actually using the same move, his eyes were full of disdain.
The yellow sword qi instantly enveloped the entire space, and in the space, all the yellow sword shadows were filled, Yun Sheng, Xia Yesheng, and the fierce explosive power actually instantly emitted a sword qi that could not be used, attacking the edge of the forest, full of lethality.
"Boy, you suffer death, this trick is found in the ancient ruins, and there are two tricks behind, but I can't use it at all, and my eldest brother can only use the fourth move, but this third move is enough to kill you." Yan Yunjian was full of confidence.
The spiritual power storm that had already formed expanded again in an instant, and the scope of the sweep gradually expanded, and those martial artists who watched, even at the moment when the sword qi attacked, felt their scalps tingle.
"What kind of move is this, it shouldn't exist here at all, it's a peerless sword move, it's invulnerable at all. Those warriors who watched were excited, shocked to see such a sword technique.
"With such a sword move, will that young man still survive?" Some people sighed like this, the moment this sword move was released, it was simply too strong.
On the other hand, Lin Yuan, the Qiankun Sword in his hand was also unsheathed in an instant, trembling in the air, and the Qiankun Sword instantly turned into three purple-gold sword qi, and shot out, respectively facing the sword qi of Yan Yun Sword.
Knock knock!
Lin Yuan, who was not being watched by everyone, actually stabbed Yan Yunjian with the sword move he had used at this moment, and at this moment, everyone watching seemed to have a feeling of regret.
Poof!
The moment the purple-gold sword qi came into contact with the yellow sword qi of Yan Yun Sword, those clouds formed were directly shattered, as if a sharp sword had pierced into the white paper, it was simply unbearable, and the yellow sword qi instantly turned into wisps of yellow smoke and dissipated, and even no sound came out.
"What, not good!"
Yan Yunjian's eyes were sudden, the strongest move he relied on for his confidence, under Lin Yuan's move, he was so vulnerable, how could he not be shocked.
There was no thought, Yan Yunjian's next thought was to defend with all his might, he didn't believe that his two layers of defense would not be able to stop the weakening of his strength and the move he had just endured.
Yan Yun Sword's two-layer defense is indeed strong--Collapse, Lin Yuan's purple-gold sword qi instantly broke through the layers of defense, and even, even Yan Yun Sword's third move was not used at all.
Time changed, and in an instant, the yellow sword qi formed by the spiritual power dissipated, but the defense of the Yan Yun Sword was gradually penetrated.
Poof!
The first layer of defense was pierced, the second layer of defense was pierced, and the purple-gold Qiankun Sword, the irresistible prestige of the bearer, shot towards Yan Yunjian's neck.
At the time of life and death, Yan Yunjian seemed to be able to see the trajectory of Lin Yuan's sword path clearly, but his neck was crooked, and the Qiankun sword grazed his neck without touching him in the slightest.
However, at the next moment, the purple-gold sword qi instantly deflected, cutting directly into his arm, and blood instantly gushed out, floating in the air.
Lin Yuan's swordsmanship was already strong enough to ignore Yan Yun's sword attack!
Purple-gold light appeared, blood splattered, amazing, murderous!
Lin Yuan's move, the existence of the sword rhyme is incisive, the emanation of the sword rhyme, the sky and the earth are cracked, and the whole air, at the moment when Lin Yuan breaks through the Yanyun sword, it erupts.
This move made everyone feel terrified, Yan Yunjian's move was already very strong, it could kill most of the Purple Mansion martial artists in seconds, and even, even the martial artists in the later stage of the Purple Mansion saw a move that was killed without expecting it to be broken like this.
Lin Yuan's sword move, the lethality and its spiritual power, and the attack power were unprecedentedly strong, and a single contact caused Yan Yunjian to be traumatized like never before.
Everyone watching was stunned, they never thought that Yan Yunjian would lose from beginning to end, it was really unacceptable.
In their cognition, even if Lin Crude Oil's hole cards are tied at most, they would never have thought that such a situation would happen.
"Hey, it's impossible, I've reached the extreme of the edge of the sword, and with this ancient swordsmanship, weishenme is so different!" Yan Yunjian's eyes widened.
Yan Yunjian, who could still fight with each other just now, failed in an instant, and his whole expression was lonely and speechless.
"Sword rhyme, I feel the sword rhyme?"
"Yes, it's the existence of Jian Yun, absolutely!"
Yan Yunjian suddenly understood, Weishenme himself would lose, Weishenme's own attack would be shattered in an instant, and the swordsmanship that he was proud of was so vulnerable.
Thinking like this, in just a short moment, in the moment of Yan Yun Sword, Lin Yuan's purple-gold sword attack again, it was so powerful that it was unimaginable.
It seems that this sword came from outside the sky, and it seems that this sword does not belong to this shijie at all.
When a sword came, the sky collapsed, the space shattered, and large swaths of space lost their color and collapsed one after another.
A purple-gold sword light seemed to come from the universe, and the sword light flashed and disappeared without a trace.
The storm disappeared, and the tornado formed by the spiritual power also disappeared, and Liu Zilong's side also stopped fighting in an instant.
It seems that shijie is still, it seems that heaven and earth are suspended, everything seems to be gradually disappearing in Yan Yunjian's eyes, and the entire shijie is only Lin Yuan's sword.
A stream of blood spurted out from Yan Yunjian's neck, and the entire shijie seemed to be covered by Yan Yunjian's blood, and the people who were so young were breathing still for a moment.
"You comprehend the sword rhyme, my eldest brother will avenge me!" Yan Yunjian's face was full of disdain, and his body was instantly put into the district, and the blood on his neck was sprayed out.
"Defeated, Yan Yunjian defeated!"
"How is it possible, Yan Yunjian died like this, this is incredible!"
"By the way, Yan Yunjian said sword rhyme just now, could it be ......!" Some thoughtful people have been observing, when Lin Yuan sent out a sword rhyme, their heaven and earth were also the existence of this sword.
"Comprehend the sword rhyme, this, this ......!"
"A peerless genius has been born, who else will be his opponent among these ancient ruins......" Many people whispered, unable to believe what was in front of them.