Chapter 377

Jing Jue's appearance, whether it was Lin Yun or Shui Wuhen, both of them were not surprised.

When the other party appeared, the two in the fight noticed his existence.

It's just a fight, and at a critical moment, there is no time to make a move.

Neither of them drew their swords, and a large part of the reason was because they were concerned about Jing Jue's existence.

Seeing that Shui Wuhen was injured, Jing Jue, who was in the dark, changed his attention and appeared in advance.

As he said, in the Great Qin Empire, there is no second rising star who can compare with Lin Yun. While practicing Dragon Tiger Boxing and Dragon Elephant Fighting Body Art, he also has a deadly swordsmanship.

For hundreds of years, the genius of the empire has emerged one after another without interruption.

On the stage of the Dragon Gate Competition, there has never been a shortage of dazzling protagonists. But there is no one, not at all, no one can be like Lin Yun, who can cultivate so many martial arts, and can cultivate to such a profound realm.

Whether it is Dragon Tiger Boxing or Dragon Elephant Fighting Body Art, if you master one, you can run amok in the empire.

But Lin Yun, who cultivated both, and cooperated with his own swordsmanship, actually found an unprecedented path.

Jing Jue felt a little dreadful in his heart. He was afraid of the terrifying pressure brought on by the other party, when he really grew up.

He has obtained the treasured sword, and he is not too eager for the treasured sword in the ninth floor.

Compared to this, he was more concerned about getting rid of Lin Yun directly in the ninth floor. The ownership of the sword is just enough for Shui Wuhen to be ruthlessly blackmailed. Such a plan kills two birds with one stone.

Right now is also the perfect time for him to show up, Shui Wuhen has no reason to refuse.

It was exactly as he thought, Shui Wuhen, who was already injured, had to accept it no matter how arrogant he was.

"You showed up just in time."

Shui Wuhen looked at the other party with deep meaning, laughed at himself, and then said, "I accept your help."

Bang!

In the hall, Jing Jue took the lead in launching the attack, and his figure flickered. The true essence and suffocation in his body condensed, and a arrogant blood knife burst out. The blood was shocked, and it flew towards Lin Yun in a flash.

"I hope neither of you regret the decision you made!"

Lin Yun's eyes flashed with anger, he was rarely angry, but now he was really angry.

Whether it is Jing Jue or Shui Wuhen, both have strengths comparable to him, and they even joined forces to deal with him in these nine layers.

Very good, then in today's battle, don't blame him for being ruthless under the sword.

In a single thought, the half-step innate sword intent roared up, full of sharpness. Like a peerless sword drawn out of its sheath, indifferent, cruel and bloody.

Mu Xiuhan had killed many people, but there were countless Xiaoxiao who died under his Lin Yunjian.

Don't be him Lin Yun, he really has no temper!

"sword!"

While beckoning, Lin Yun held the funeral foil that popped out from the back box, and the feeling of blood connection filled his heart. Under the infusion of majestic true essence, the sword was drawn out of its sheath, and the sword body with a cold glow was instantly slashed on the terrifying blade that flew over.

Chi Chi!

In the sound of the golden stone breaking, the power of this sword is unparalleled, and the blood blade condensed by the evil spirit and the true essence is smashed on the spot.

Before it was over, the remaining sword power whizzed away.

After Jing Jue's palm was shattered, his face changed slightly, and he stepped back three steps on his hind legs.

This Lin Yun's strength is a bit stronger than he imagined.

"Shui Wuhen, there is no need to guard against me. Your Yanyun swordsmanship will not come out again. I'm afraid you won't have the chance to come out again."

Jing Jue said with an indifferent expression, while speaking, the suffocating energy mixed with true essence burst out. The blood-colored evil spirit shrouded in his body condensed into a sharp long knife, and the blood-colored evil spirit contained an icy aura of unfeeling and hatred, which was shocking at first glance.

"As you wish, the clouds will rise!"

A long sword suddenly appeared in Shui Wuhen's hand, and the sword was accidentally released, and the sword was drawn out of its sheath. The boundless sword intent has evolved into boundless clouds of smoke, and the figure is divided into four, and each sword fall has nine true and false, and it is like the misty sword glow of smoke and clouds.

For a time, he was covered in sword power like a cloud, and it was continuous. It looked like an endless sword glow, turned into a vast sea of ​​clouds, gathered from all directions, and rushed towards Lin Yun overwhelmingly.

The strength of this sword perfectly presents the subtlety of Yanyun swordsmanship.

boom!

Jing Jue also didn't keep his hand. When the evil spirits condensed to the peak, he drew his sword and unsheathed it.

I saw a majestic and domineering blood-colored knife light, with a strange and evil aura, mixed in the boundless sword stance of the water, and shrouded him towards Lin Yun.

For a while, the two of them performed their own ultimate moves, and without leaving the slightest, they killed Lin Yun.

The scene is extremely dangerous, no matter who it is, in the depths, there will be a trace of despair.

With his long hair in the air, Lin Yun tightly held the sword in his hand. At this moment, he had nothing else to focus on, and all he thought and thought was the sword in his hand.

To the heart of the sword, fearless in life and death!

The half-step innate sword intent was pushed to the limit by him, and the purple sword light filled the whole body. The sword swung by the body of the sword, the water moon sword potential, turned into a cold sword light, facing the clouds falling from the sky, and the blood light shrouded in it, venting to the fullest.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang...

As the sparks splashed around, the sound of swords being handed over was continuous. The thrilling fight was as if the raging waves were accompanied by violent storms, and there was no calm for a moment.

The fierce and cruel battle lasted for half an hour, with the real essence surging in the air, the sword qi vertical and horizontal, the blade light unknown, and blood splattered everywhere.

suddenly……

Lin Yun's eyes flashed, and his whole body suddenly condensed, a purple battle armor that outlined the ancient dragon elephant.

The battle armor appeared and wrapped it perfectly, without dodging or evading, and abruptly held Jing Jue's knife.

Click!

The power of the blood-colored blade was astonishing, and with a single slash, it split the battle armor into pieces, blasting countless cracks.

But this knife did not hurt Lin Yun after all, and Jing Jue himself was shaken back.

Bright Moon Light!

Lin Yun took this opportunity, flicked his wrist, and the sword light shattered the clouds. He forced Shui Wuhen hidden in the sea of ​​​​clouds out, his sword seemed to calculate everything, almost the moment when the opponent just forced out of his figure.

A bright moon-like sword light slammed into Shui Wuhen like lightning.

"Damn!"

Shui Wuhen's face changed greatly, and the sudden change made him somewhat unable to react. This sword must be hit, and the middle will be closed. The only thing he can do is to try to reduce his injuries after being hit by this sword.

Electric light and flint light, too late to think about it, and waved several swords to greet him.

Bang!

But the majestic sword light as bright as the moon was not something he could resist with the sword light he swiped in a hurry. His sword beam shattered like a raging flame, and the sword energy all over his body disintegrated.

Jing Jue, who was the first to land, flashed a strange light in his eyes, and secretly said that it was dangerous.

Fortunately, this sword Lin Yun was directed at Shui Wuhen, otherwise he would not have had time to react when he was being blown away.

Whoosh!

Shui Wuhen came out of the sword like a bright moon, covered with scars all over his body, his white clothes stained with blood, and he was extremely embarrassed.

The two of them looked at Lin Yun, and they were both shocked and completely unexpected.

With one enemy and two, he still did not gain much advantage, and was even countered by the other side.

"Frosty and cold!"

But before they had any guesses, Lin Yun's ultimate move was used again.

The burial sword was in his hand, and with a backhand wave, the sharp sword glow was like a violent cold wind, like a plum blossom in the winter snow blooming in an instant.

The highest and the proudest, the yin and the cold!

The seemingly fluttering sword carries the chill of a thunderous thunder, as if under the bright sky, it instantly entered the winter of flying snowflakes.

Ka Ka Ka Ka!

As far as the eye can see, wherever the sword power has passed, without exception, everything is frozen.

Shui Wuhen and Jing Jue, in the turmoil of true essence, each blocked their weapons in front of them. Although it was not frozen, when the real essence touched the cold sword force, it exploded in an instant. Each spit out blood and flew out.

To the heart of the sword, go forward bravely!

Lin Yun's body was like fire, and there was no fear or timidity in his eyes. He held a sword in one hand and ran wildly in the hall.

Bang bang bang!

During the run, the boundless sword force, like a surging river turned into a huge wave, whizzed away.

Water Wuhen and Jing Jue, who landed on the ground, were forced to breathe in the face of this monstrous wave.

It was difficult to resist, and while clenching his teeth, his confidence collapsed a little bit.

One sword sweeps through the nine heavens, one sword sweeps the Liuhe, one sword sweeps the eight deserts, and one sword cuts through the clouds.

Floating Clouds Nine Heavens, Eight Desolations and Six Harmonies!

Without giving the other party the slightest chance, Lin Yun, who was running wildly, burst out with endless domineering, and sacrificed the Ba Jian.

Bang!

Bright as the sun, the dazzling sword light shattered the opponent's last confidence. The two were almost slashed into two pieces by the sword glow, the ribs on the chest were completely broken, the internal organs were blasted with cracks, and they were severely injured on the ground, kicking the gas extremely heavily.

A jade slip appeared in the hands of the two at the same time, but just when the two were about to hold it.

Seeing Momo's icy gaze, he shivered involuntarily, and the movement of crushing the jade slip stopped.

"Want to leave? It's not impossible, leave your storage bags."

Lin Yun sneered, almost driving him to a desperate situation, still thinking of leaving calmly in front of him?

impossible!

Shui Wuheng gritted his teeth and said, "Lin Yun, there's no need to be so extreme. When your senior sister and senior brother met me on the sixth floor, I didn't push them to a dead end."

As he spoke, Shui Wuheng took out a bottle of Cold Cloud Pill from his storage bag.

Its purpose is self-evident.

"I hope you didn't lie to me."

Taking the medicine bottle into his hand, Lin Yun glanced at the other party and nodded slightly.

Shui Wuheng heaved a sigh of relief, crushed the jade slip, shrouded in rays of light, and disappeared into the ninth floor of the treasure hall with a strong sense of unwillingness.

"You'd better die in the tenth floor, don't come out!"

Jing Jue looked indifferent, threw the storage bag around his waist and crushed the jade slip in his hand.

In his storage bag, there is an ancient sword, which is no less valuable than the swords in these nine layers.

When he threw it out, his heart felt like a mouthful of flesh had been dug out. The pain of losing his beloved was beyond words.

"Don't worry, I will definitely disappoint you."

Lin Yun waved his hand, sucked the other party's storage bag into his hand, and said calmly.

...

In the deserted wasteland, two figures appeared one after the other in the black lotus formation.

"Jing Jue!"

"Water has no trace!"

The elders of Qijuebao and Demon Moon Villa suddenly exclaimed, and they were shocked when they saw the terrible scars on their bodies.

After waiting for a long time, no third figure appeared in the wasteland.

"Only Lin Yun is left, and it turned out that High Heaven Sword Pavilion had the last laugh."

There is no doubt that it must be Jiange Lin Yun, who has become the biggest winner in the Black Lotus Palace with one enemy and two, defeating Shui Wuhen and Jing Jue. The sword wounds on Shui Wuhen and Jing Jue were enough to explain everything.