Chapter 389

When the secret treasure is sacrificed, only one person can be killed, but there is no doubt that he will die under the Zifu realm, and Banbu Zifu is no exception.

The mission target is Xin Jue, after killing him, retreat quickly.

The man in black, who was holding the strange cylindrical treasure, hid behind the leaves, and knew these points very clearly.

But in a ghostly mess, after he aimed the secret treasure at Lin Yun, he could no longer restrain his killing intent.

Recalling all kinds of grievances and grievances with the other party, the murderous intent in his eyes gradually became stronger, and the anger in his heart was out of control.

go to hell!

The true essence is poured into the secret treasure, like a cylinder of a prayer wheel, emitting a faint shimmer, twisting circle by circle.

The blood light flickered, and a silver petal bloomed quietly in the air, and then turned into silver needles and disappeared, silently, in a flash.

Thousands of meters away, Lin Yun, who was entangled with the four men in black, trembled violently.

With his keen half-step innate sword intent, he felt an unprecedented danger that made him tremble.

Endless fear rushed straight into my heart, and my heart was thumping and beating non-stop.

Are you going to die?

Inexplicably, Lin Yun's breathing became heavy, and the speed of his heartbeat made him extremely panic.

At the critical moment, there was thunder in the air, followed by a flash of lightning.

clang!

It was Xin Jue, who stood in front of Lin Yun at this critical juncture. The sword shot out like electricity, and the rays of light flickered, and silver needles were thrown out by the bullet, making a crisp collision sound.

"die!"

The treasured soldier in his hand flashed a crackling electric light, Xin Jue was as light as a swallow, his sword was like a dragon, soaring up and down.

Pfft!

The four people who were entangled in Lin Yun all died under this ancient treasure, and drops of blood fell from the flowing sword.

Lin Yun, who had walked away from the gate of hell, knelt on one knee on the ground, a little frightened, and his face was pale.

For a moment just now, it was a danger he had never felt before, and that kind of fear could not be resisted by his will. It is the body, which reacts instinctively before dying and cannot stop it.

True Yuan poured into his eyes, and Lin Yun looked far into the distance, looking in the direction where the silver needle flew.

He looked through the ancient trees that supported the sky, and saw a pair of eyes, a pair of eyes hidden behind the leaves.

Those eyes were extremely shocked at the moment, full of disbelief.

It's him?

Lin Yun was too familiar with these eyes, no matter how well he hid them, he would never admit his mistake. From the moment he entered the sect, he had been dealing with this person, and the other party had to put him to death several times.

Wang Yan, the direct descendant of the Wang clan!

"It's easy to hide with a gun, but it's hard to guard against an arrow. Little Junior Brother, you have to be more careful."

Xin Jue narrowed her eyes slightly, showing a slight smile, and stretched out her hand.

Lin Yun held his hand, pulled it smoothly, stood up again, and his face gradually returned to normal.

He was a little stunned, and always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't understand it for the time being.

rub rub!

In midair, a dagger with a handle broke through the air and poured it down towards Xin Jue fiercely.

But it was the three men in black who were holding Luo Feng. Seeing that Xin Jue Dang dropped the silver needle, they could no longer hold back their breath, and attacked Xin Jue.

Not only these three people, but the men in black who fought with other sect disciples and elders gave up their goals and rushed towards Xinjue.

Whoosh!

The whistling sound of breaking through the air came one after another, and the killing intent from all directions was like a storm.

"Senior brother, these people are coming for you." Lin Yun's eyes flashed with shock, full of shock.

Right now, this group of men in black finally revealed their intentions.

"It seems that someone really doesn't want me to appear in the Dragon Gate Competition, but no matter what, you will always appear in the Dragon Gate Competition, little junior brother, right?"

Xin never took it seriously, as if she had expected it, she smiled at Lin Yun.

"That's natural, Dragon Gate Big Competition, I will definitely fight for one."

Lin Yun responded without hesitation.

Xin Yan smiled slightly, and stopped talking, only her eyes fell on the sword in her hand.

This is the sword that Lin Yun gave him, an ancient treasure with dense patterns and a cold glow. Clear and clear like snow, the blade is like autumn frost, it blows hair and breaks hair, cuts copper and iron, cuts gold and jade... This sword is as beautiful and delicate, it is hard to give up.

"Senior brother, kill him."

Lin Yun tapped on the storage bag, stretched out his hand and held the Scarlet Flame Battle Flag, transforming into an extremely ferocious melee form.

"Don't shoot, with the sword you gave me, these people can't help me."

Xin Jue looked back from the sword, her expression suddenly became extremely cold, and the sword intent continued to permeate her body.

boom!

The boundless sword intent rose from his body and condensed to the peak. A loud sword cry suddenly rang out from his body, followed by a louder sword cry, but the sword in his hand shone brightly and trembled.

Under the pressure of this sword intent, Lin Yun couldn't help but take a few steps back, and deep surprise flashed in his eyes.

Innate Sword Intent!

Just now, Senior Brother Xin Jue, actually broke through the Jedi, breaking through the sword intent to the innate realm. Not only that, but it was even recognized by the ancient treasures in his hands, which is really incredible.

If it doesn't make a sound, it's already a blockbuster!

Lin Yun was stunned. He should have been happy for his senior brother, but doubts flashed in his eyes.

Not only him, but all the sword pavilions scattered in all directions were extremely shocked. The sword in their hands, under the shock of this sword intent, could not be controlled.

"Innate Sword Intent!"

After being surprised, Elder Luo Feng's eyes filled with ecstasy. It was really an innate sword intent, a sword intent stronger than Lin Yun's half-step.

In this way, at the Dragon Gate Competition at the end of the year, who can stop Xin Jue from the half-step Zi Mansion?

"So, is it worthy of you? I'm really useless..."

Xin Jue laughed at himself, and with the shocking sword stance, he rose from the ground and met the first few men in black who rushed over.

"Thunder!"

Bang bang bang!

Accompanied by an electric sword glow, four thunderous sounds erupted in mid-air, blood splashed, and the five men in black were killed by the sword glow on the spot.

Under the blessing of the Innate Sword Intent, the ancient treasure in his hand perfectly presented his terrifying side.

kill!

Xin refused to advance or retreat, and charged towards the group of men in black who surrounded him, holding his sword.

Bang bang bang!

Its figure flickered, and lightning flashed everywhere, and every time the thunder exploded in mid-air. There must be blood splashing, people's heads falling to the ground, and the profound meaning of thunder swordsmanship, which is vividly displayed in his hands, even surpassing the level of swordsmanship itself.

Perhaps the Thunder Sword Technique is too terrifying, perhaps the ancient treasures are too powerful under the blessing of the Innate Sword Intent, or both.

The group of men in black, even Na Xinjue was helpless, and could never find a chance to really trap him.

Instead, people continued to die under his sword, and the scene was extremely strange.

hum!

In the sky, there was a sudden humming and trembling sound of the majestic sword intent. Under this sword intent, it seemed that the sky and the earth trembled along with it.

But it is a sword light, from far to near, falling from the sky.

Bang bang bang!

When the sword light fell on the ground, it burst into layers of light and shadow, and the sword energy was invincible.

Bearing the brunt, more than a dozen people were hit hard.

"Xiaoyun Sword?"

The black-clothed man at the head saw clearly the trembling sword body on the ground, annoyance flashed in his eyes, and he said solemnly, "Withdraw!"

The man in black suddenly receded like a tide, and the people on the sword pavilion were furious, and they were just about to chase.

"Don't act rashly."

Elder Luo Feng made a deep voice and stopped the crowd.

Whoosh!

The sword-wielding elder fell from mid-air with injuries all over his body, probably forcing the Thunder Flame Snake back.

"Look at the identities of these people!" His face was gloomy and he said coldly.

Luo Feng hurriedly ordered to go on, but the masks of these people were lifted, revealing faces full of scars. The scar, at first glance, is a new injury, and it was left on purpose before starting.

Everyone in the Jiange took a deep breath, this group of people are very cruel.

boom!

Before it was over, the corpses of men in black, who fell to the ground, suddenly ignited spontaneously.

In the blink of an eye, in front of everyone in Jiange, only a pile of ashes were burned.

"Burning corpse pills? These people are all dead!"

Such a terrifying sight made Elder Luo Feng unable to help but exclaim.

"There are not many forces in the Daqin Empire that can train so many dead men, and these people will always show their doubts."

No evidence was left behind, and the black hand behind it obviously planned very carefully, and the face of the sword-wielding elder looked a little ugly.

From this point of view, even if you know who did it, you will not be able to take revenge in the face.

The disciples of the Jiange Pavilion were talking a lot, and when they saw the scene in front of them, they were a little horrified and inexplicable.

"Take a break and leave quickly. I have notified Jiange Benzong and sent someone to meet us."

The sword-wielding elder looked around and gave orders in a deep voice.

Tang Tong, Xin Jue, Xin Yan, Lin Yun and other Jiange disciples heard the words, gathered together, and rested in place with their backs on the ancient tree.

"This time, it was really twists and turns."

Wang Zheng sighed softly, the Silent Mountain Range was already dangerous, but he didn't expect that the most dangerous would always be the same kind.

He said what everyone wanted to say, and now everyone just wants to return to the sect as soon as possible.

"However, this group of people would never have imagined that the more desperate they are, the more they can make breakthroughs. Senior Brother Xin Jue has mastered the Innate Sword Intent, and the Eighth Young Master is destined to be replaced!"

Tang Tong said with a soft laugh, and the other people all had smiles on their faces, and congratulated them.

In the Daqin Empire, no one has mastered the Innate Sword Intent yet, at least on the surface.

Lin Yun mastered the half-step Innate Sword Intent, so tyrannical and terrifying, that Xin Jue who mastered the complete Innate Sword Intent, no one knew how terrifying it would be.

The Dragon Gate at the end of the year is destined to shine!

Thinking of this, everyone's mood became very excited.

Xin Jue smiled slightly, didn't answer, just looked at everyone calmly.

"Brother, there's something dirty on your forehead."

Xin Yan's eyes fell on Xin Jue and she laughed softly.

"Wipe it for me."

Xin Jue laughed.

"How old are you, you want me to help you, don't be shy, okay, just this one time, don't move."

Xinyan teased, took out the handkerchief, and stepped forward.

"Hee hee, it's clean."

Xinyan's smiling face was like a flower, but when her eyes fell on the handkerchief, her face changed slightly.

What was wiped away was not dirt, but blood. Although it was weak, it was very conspicuous on the white handkerchief.

At first, she thought it was someone else's blood, but when she looked up, there were blood stains between her eyebrows.

I hurriedly wiped it again, again and again, but no matter what, I couldn't wipe it clean.

Such an unusual move immediately changed the expressions of other people.

Lin Yun closed his eyes and opened his eyes, thinking of some possibility in his heart, his face changed drastically.

"Stop rubbing."

Xin Jue reached out to hold Xin Yan's hand and smiled softly: "If the blood is destined to run out, then let it go. It's not good for your handkerchief to be dirty."

"Brother, don't scare me..."

Xin Yan's voice trembled, and her expression became flustered.

Lin Yun and the others suddenly stood up and surrounded them in an instant.

I saw Xin Jue, his face pale as snow, and a drop of blood from the center of his eyebrows slid down his nose bone. The blood spreads out, like a white snow field with red plum blossoms, poignant and picturesque. Although the snow is cold, the red plum is arrogant and arrogant.