Chapter 382

"Send to death?

The three Mu Xiuhan who stood side by side saw Lin Yun who was striving forward in the wind and snow and took the initiative to kill him.

The corners of his mouth evoked a faint sneer, and he sneered.

But it didn't take long for them to stop laughing, and there was a vast expanse of white ground. The youth in green clothes, one sword at a time, clearly appeared in the three people's field of vision, constantly approaching in the wind and snow, but gradually blurred in the three people's perception.

His sword stance, like a cloud, spreads out quietly, erratic.

"Gone?"

Suddenly, the youth in green clothes in the snowstorm disappeared from the sight of the three of them.

Several people's faces changed greatly, they were secretly vigilant, and they looked around.

Clang!

With the sound of sword chants, a purple sword light appeared out of thin air without warning, and landed behind Bai Yue.

Bai Yue didn't rush to think about it, and drew his sword out of its sheath, trying to block the sword.

Boom!

At the moment when the blades were handed over, the real essence shook, and Bai Yue was shaken back by a sword before he could prevent it.

"Damn, what kind of power is this!"

A strange look flashed in Bai Yue's eyes, obviously he had been promoted to the tenth level of Xuanwu, but in terms of True Essence and Sword Intent, he was weaker than the other party.

Under the superposition of the two, it is also the might of a sword, but it has caused a huge gap.

Lin Yun, who had knocked back the opponent, didn't chase him deeply. He seemed to have eyes behind him. With a reflexive sword, he stabbed it, and the tip of the sword was cold and radiant, like a little starlight.

The overwhelming cold air rushed from the tip of the sword, ready to attack Jing Jue from behind.

It looked like he was taking the initiative, rushing towards the funeral sword. When the cold light hit, his complexion changed greatly, and he retreated violently.

Whoosh!

Moving a step between the flat ground, the green hills are like water with long sleeves, and the water waves are surging. With a flash of sword light, he slashed from top to bottom, obviously it was Mu Xiuhan who swooped down from midair.

Ke Ren was still in the air, but was abruptly suppressed by Lin Yun, the majestic sword light from top to bottom.

clang!

With the sword in his body, Mu Xiuhan clenched his teeth and blocked the sword with some difficulty.

"Can you stop it?"

Lin Yun's expression was indifferent, his sword, like a wave of water on the lake, roared up, and then shot violently, falling down continuously.

rub rub!

In a breath, the violent sword light fell towards Mu Xiuhan ping pong pong.

Mu Xiuhan was only able to parry, and in the continuous sword light, he kept retreating.

After seven, seven, forty-nine swords, Lin Yun suddenly increased his strength and slashed Mu Xiuhan out with one sword.

With a flick of his wrist, he turned around and stabbed a sword.

call out!

The cold light on the tip of the sword was like a star, and it continued to expand in the eyes of Jing Jue who was roaring. Its monstrous fierce flames suddenly became misfiring, and his complexion became extremely difficult to look at.

With this sword and another turn, he found his flaw.

What's the matter!

But this time, Lin Yun didn't give him a chance to leave calmly. The tip of his sword was two inches from his shoulders, and his feet kept approaching forward.

There is no way to describe Jing Jue's mood at the moment, he was sweating coldly, unable to turn around, unable to move forward.

He could only keep retreating backwards, but this sword was like a shadow, no matter how much he retreated, the distance from the tip of his nose was never more than two inches.

With no way to retreat, Jing Jue, who was forced into a desperate situation, roared. The right hand holding the knife slashed towards the body of the sword with lightning speed.

Clang!

But Lin Yun seemed to have expected it long ago, and when the sword was pointed downwards, a blood was drawn out of Jing Jue's arm.

Amidst the screams, Lin Yun shot like lightning, and the burial foil kept firing like a spear.

Jing Jue tried his best to dodge desperately, but he still couldn't dodge them all.

A sword stabbed him in the chest, blood spattered, and he was smashed into the air.

The golden black seal behind him bloomed, Lin Yun stretched out his arms, he rushed out like a golden black lightning, and rose into the air.

Bang!

Mu Xiuhan and Bai Yue, their respective ultimate moves, all came to nothing. Bombarded on the ground, a huge liftoff exploded, rocks mixed with snowflakes, and exploded frantically.

Bright Moon Light!

Before the two could withdraw, they saw in mid-air, a majestic and domineering sword light, like a flaming moon, falling mercilessly.

The sword is like the bright moon, and the bright moon is like fire.

This sword light was inconceivably tyrannical, and in the eyes of many watching the battle, it slashed at Mu Xiuhan and Bai Yue.

Pfft!

The swords of the two shattered, the body-protecting true essence was crushed, and the blood kept splashing out.

"This……"

"impossible!"

The expressions in their eyes were extremely astonished, and they couldn't believe that they couldn't even catch Lin Yun's sword when they joined forces. Not only did he not catch it, but his body-protecting essence was even broken, leaving several terrifying scars.

The other party is only a rising star of the 9th level of Xuanwu, no matter how strong they are, they shouldn't be able to defeat the two talents so easily.

He is not so strong in the magic lotus secret realm, and even on the ninth floor of the treasure hall, he is not so strong and so terrifying.

On the tenth floor of the Treasure Palace, what exactly did he experience to produce such a transformation?

"The light of the bright moon is burning like a flame. What realm does he have to cultivate in this water moon swordsmanship to achieve such a level?"

"I'm afraid that the peak has been completed, this child is really scary..."

"No, not only that, in addition to the peak of the Shuiyue swordsmanship, his sword intent is probably close to the complete innate sword intent."

"It must be like this. It is not an exaggeration to have this power, which is close to the innate sword intent, blessed under the peak and perfect Shuiyue swordsmanship."

In the chaos of the five sects, Lin Yun's sword can be said to be rock-shattering and shocking, making many sects watching the battle dazzled and shocked.

Shui Wuhen listened to the discussion of the elders of the sect, but shook his head secretly in his heart. He felt that what these people said was right.

But it didn't say anything about...

Lin Yun must have experienced something on the tenth floor. His sword was obviously much more confident. The realm and cultivation have not changed, but the inner temperament of the whole person has undergone a qualitative change.

That is a kind of spirit, a kind of indescribable, only a swordsman can understand spirit.

During the chaotic battle, everyone in the Jiange Pavilion who was fighting with the four sects was equally astonished when they saw this scene.

"The bright moon is like fire, this is the highest realm of the Shuiyue swordsmanship, and the peak is complete!"

"Lin Yun has cultivated the spirit-level super-grade swordsmanship to the peak of perfection. It's incredible."

"Hahaha, what a Lin Yun, it really exceeded my expectations."

"Xiaoyun will not disperse, and the sword pavilion will not fall. Everyone, kill me with me, and strengthen my high-level sword pavilion."

"Strong my High Heaven Sword Pavilion!"

Shocked by the strength of Lin Yun, the momentum of the sword pavilion suddenly increased, and for a time, the four sects who joined together felt a deep pressure.

"Damn, give me death!"

A raging storm blew boundless wind and snow, but Jing Jue, who was forced to retreat, was furious and did not care about the injury on his chest.

At the moment when Lin Yun split out the light of the bright moon and landed, he killed him again.

His knife was extremely accurate.

Regardless of the blood surging from the wound on his chest, he didn't have the slightest idea of ​​suppressing it, he just wanted to wait for the moment when Lin Yun fell to the ground. From the rear, cut it in half, he didn't believe it, he didn't believe that he would fail three times.

call out!

But when Lin Yun turned around, the situation suddenly reversed, and Jing Jue didn't have time to use the knife at all, and his arrogance disappeared.

Just because Lin Yun's sword touched his forehead.

There was even a drop of blood overflowing between the eyebrows, which was the tip of the sword piercing the skin.

Jing Jue's face turned pale, like falling into an ice cave, his whole body was cold, and he trembled slightly.

"In the heart of anger, there are more and more flaws. Since you are bent on dying, I will do what you want."

"Do not……"

Pfft!

Lin Yun didn't give Jing Jue a chance to argue, a sword pierced through his eyebrows.

Frost and cold!

The moment the sword was drawn, with the splash of blood, Lin Yun turned around and unleashed the ultimate move of the Shuiyue swordsmanship.

The boundless sword power, wherever it passes, freezes everything.

Boundless Feixue and Bai Yue, who were struggling to get up, were frozen together by this sword, and time seemed to stand still.

Snowflake didn't move, and the two ice sculptures couldn't move either.

Click!

The next moment, when the ice sculpture shattered, Bai Yue and Mu Xiuhan exploded into countless pieces, and the snowflakes flew again with the dissipated sword power.

In the midst of stillness and movement, the two enchanting figures fell and merged with the snowflakes in the sky, leaving no bones.

"died?"

The four sides were frightened, and no one thought that Jing Jue, Mu Xiuhan, and Bai Yue would all die under Lin Yun's sword at the same time.

Even if he feels that he has the strength to defeat, he may not dare to kill.

But no one thought that Lin Yun not only dared to kill, but also did not hesitate and was extremely decisive.

Such a scene deeply shocked the major sects in the Sifang camp.

"This……"

"Hey, the swordsman's way of killing is really reflected in this son. As a swordsman, how can anyone dare to kill. In his hands, the Shuiyue swordsmanship is really strong and unbelievable, and he can do whatever he wants, like an arm. . This child will definitely shine in the Dragon Gate Competition in the future."

"Could it be that he has the strength to challenge Young Master Eight by the end of the year?"

"Young master has the strength to kill Zifu. He shouldn't be able to do it, but it may not be impossible to kill the top ten."

"If he can be promoted to the tenth level of Xuanwu at the end of the year, maybe..."

"Don't think about it, how difficult it is to break through to the tenth level of Xuanwu. He didn't break through to the tenth level of Xuanwu this time in the secret realm of the magic lotus. Within two years, I'm afraid it will be difficult to advance to the tenth level of Xuanwu. How can there be so many adventures in this world... …”

Indeed, in the later period of Xuanwu cultivation, there will rarely be rapid progress.

Unless you encounter an adventure similar to the magic lotus secret realm, the magic lotus secret realm only appears once in 20 years.

Outsiders are only shocked, but the elders of the three sects of Demon Flame Sect, Blood Bone Sect, and Qijue Fort are furious.

Sanzong dragged the sword pavilion up and down, as if creating opportunities for Jing Jue and the three of them, but they couldn't imagine that they all died under Lin Yun's sword.

revenge!

The eyes of the three elders were filled with killing intent, and there was no longer any desire to fight for treasure.

Some are just boundless killing intent, and even if the entire sect is destroyed, Lin Yun has to be slaughtered.

Otherwise, it is difficult to dispel the hatred in my heart.

"Hold the formation, don't let these people rush over."

The situation suddenly changed drastically, the three major sects stopped delaying with the sword pavilion, and desperately rushed towards the sword formation laid down by the Lingxiao sword pavilion.

The chaos, at this moment, turned into a bloody battle!

The sword-wielding elders, Luo Feng and others, desperately fought to the death. However, there were too many people in the four sects. Immediately, there were seven or eight deacons of the Half-Buzi Mansion who broke through the sword formation and fought towards Lin Yun.

"Boy, take your life!"

These more than a dozen deacons of the Half-Buzi Mansion were red-eyed, and they were all filled with suffocation, which was extremely scary.

call!

Putting the sword back into its sheath, Lin Yun tapped lightly in the storage bag, and the moment the red-blooded battle flag appeared, it was tightly held by his hands.

Kaka!

The flag condensed a double-moon blood sickle as thin as a cicada's wings, and a ferocious and sharp triangle barb popped out at the end, and the true essence surged into it continuously.

The monstrous suffocating energy contained in the treasure immediately burned like blood flames, filling every corner of the Red Flame War Blade.

Lin Yun, who was holding the battle blade tightly, raised his brows and looked coldly at the seven deacons rushing towards him.

Under the influence of the Scarlet Flame War Blade's evil spirit, the world in his eyes was scarlet, both real and illusory.

If killing is destined to be unavoidable, then let endless blood and bones be buried on the road to the peak of my Lin Yun. Kill without mercy, behead to extinction!