Chapter 451

The spectators in the four directions of the Longmen Square are in a state of confusion and have not yet reacted. Hearing the deafening sound of explosion, many people's eardrums burst on the spot, and some even vomited blood.

When they woke up, everyone's complexion changed greatly, and they all looked towards the source of the sound.

I saw that in the center of the ancient and vast battlefield, a long sword exuding purple streamer light was engaged in a fierce and terrifying confrontation with that violent fist.

In the place of confrontation in mid-air, the aftermath was turbulent, squeezing out ripples like water waves in the void, radiating frantically.

Bang bang bang!

The astonishing aftermath contained energy that swept across all directions. On the ancient battlefield, the dust rolled and the sand flew away in an instant.

The gust of wind swept all directions, and many warriors were blown away on the Dragon Gate battle platform. Under the agitation of this aftermath, the cheeks were shaking, and some weak people were even blown so that they could not sit still.

You know, there is a distance of nearly 1,000 meters between the spectator seats and the battle platform.

It is evident how terrifying the aftermath of the sword light and fist light is.

I can't imagine how many people would be killed or injured if I watched it from a close distance.

At the place of confrontation, Lin Yun's expression was stern, his eyes flickered coldly, his half-step Innate Sword Intent surged again, and the Shuiyue Sword Intent surged out of him like a wave.

He turned into a lake, a lake that reflected the blue sky and white clouds, the mountains gathered, and the waves were like mirrors.

Smoke and water!

The burial foil sword is piercing the dense sword light, like a mirror-like lake, like countless stones have fallen. Under this sky-rocketing sword light, layers of ripples swayed, resulting in a vast mist of water.

The person and the sword are like the vast mist on the lake, the mighty atmosphere, but it is like mist and illusion.

This sword, the smoke is vast, and the water mist is vast.

call out! call out! call out! call out!

One after another sword light, the momentum is terrifying, each sword light is like a vast mist, the smoke is vast and boundless. In one breath, Lin Yun used the Ziyuan Sword Art to slash out more than 90 terrifying sword beams in one breath.

Every sword beam is enough to easily crush the eighth-level Xuanwu leader.

"interesting."

Young Master Yan Xin frowned slightly. He clearly felt that Lin Yun's current strength was much stronger than three days ago.

At this moment, facing the opponent's Shuiyue swordsmanship, even if he is Young Master Yanxin, he still feels a lot of pressure.

"Dragon Elephant Fighting Fist!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! A series of violent collisions sounded, and the fists containing the power of ancient dragon elephants, every punch was like a war elephant colliding in a roar. After dozens of bombardments, Young Master Yan Xin's eyes flashed with surprise, and his figure retreated slightly. But at this moment, Lin Yun's eyes flashed a sharp and unparalleled killing intent.

, the burial foil flashed, and another sword slashed out.

Young Master Yanxin frowned slightly, but his face did not change, and he quietly avoided it in a flash.

The sword light fell on the ground, and on the ancient battle platform, a long ravine was ploughed on the spot, which was extremely terrifying.

The terrifying Jianmang, castrated, the gully rushed out of the battle platform under the impact of Jianmang.

boom!

When Jianmang landed on the open space between the stands and the battle platform, the ground suddenly shook violently, and a half-meter pit exploded, causing the entire Longmen Square to tremble.

The crowd watching the battle from all directions exploded with a buzz in their minds.

What a terrifying sword this is!

There are also formation restrictions on the battlefield, which cannot be clearly observed, but it will only show its hideous side when it rushes out of the battlefield.

Continuing to look at the sight, the ancient Longmen battle platform, under the long ravine, seems to be divided into two halves.

With one sword, split the battle stage in half?

This sword slave wants my life!

Seeing this scene, Young Master Yan Xin suddenly shrank his pupils.

"I haven't seen you for three days. The progress of your sword slave is really surprising. Not only has your cultivation level rushed to the tenth level of Xuanwu, but your true essence can actually compete with me. However, you are still too tender by these means. You have seen it, what is true strength!"

Young Master Yanxin smiled coldly, and suddenly shouted: "Wild Fury!"

Seeing the power of the dragon elephant that permeated his body, it suddenly became scarlet, and the bones in his body were banging, like thunder and roaring.

In the blink of an eye, his body swelled in a circle, and the sky was covered with dark clouds.

The violent and wild aura made the whole sky inexplicably dimmed, and then he flew into the air and punched like a mountain.

The fist is like a mountain, towering and huge.

Are you going to sacrifice the power of Shiding?

"In the name of the sword, I will make flowers bloom!"

A majestic and rough outline of a purple iris flower suddenly bloomed behind Lin Yun, the sword power on his body rose, and the purple iris sword art burst out frantically.

Bang!

The thick, blood-colored fists fell from the sky and pressed down on the burial foil, rumbling, and the ancient battle platform exploded with trembling, and then collapsed, forming a terrifying deep pit.

In the dust, countless gravels rose into the air. The formation contained in the battle platform was completely shattered by the two blows.

Seeing this astonishing scene, everyone took a deep breath.

Before, Young Master Yanxin used the power of ten cauldrons to smash a top ten of the basalt to pieces.

At that time, everyone could not feel how terrifying the power of Shi Ding was.

Right now, when they see this broken battlefield, they are all horrified.

Only by encountering equal strength can people truly feel the strength of the young master. The opponent is too weak to feel it at all.

"It's terrible. It is said that this battle platform will allow the strong men of Zifu to bombard at will without any damage..."

"These two monsters, really...really haven't been promoted to Zifu?"

Many warriors turned pale and muttered to themselves, with panic in their voices.

The battle for the top eight, the last place.

Many people have guessed that the battle between the two will be quite fierce. But except for a very small number of people, no one thought that this battle would be so amazing that even the battle platform was smashed to pieces.

Who would have thought?

"The so-called monster, but that's it..."

Some Zifu elders from the sect in the VIP seats couldn't help sighing when they saw this scene.

From their perspective, the battle between these two is no longer within the scope of the Xuanwu realm. Not to mention the half-step Purple Mansion, even some powerhouses who have just entered the Purple Mansion may not be able to make such an astonishing movement.

In other words, the real combat power of these two has surpassed that of ordinary Zifu masters.

Many people are quite astonished. It is not surprising that Young Master Yanxin has such strength, but Lin Yun actually has such strength?

How deep is he hiding?

In the ruined battlefield, the war is still going on.

Under the frantic motivation of the Ziyuan Sword Art, the sky-shattering sword force from the Burial Foil Sword and the blood-colored violent fist slammed wildly.

"The power of the ten cauldrons..."

Lin Yun had already noticed that the power of the other party's ten cauldrons was genuine and not inspired by secret techniques.

The kind of violent aura that is like a savage beast in the world, wanting to devour everything, makes Lin Yun, who has also practiced the Dragon Elephant Fighting Body Art, feel a great shock.

If it weren't for the promotion of the ninth-level sword art, the flowers would bloom, and he would definitely die against this person.

The power of his own blow at the moment can reach the Eight Dings, but the Eight Dings and the Shi Dings are fundamentally different. When the vigor reaches Shiding, there will be a qualitative change in the momentum, becoming indestructible, fierce and domineering.

"Little Swordsman, feel the fear! Your Dragon Elephant Fighting Body Art, in front of me, is like a child playing a house, hahaha!"

In the mad laughter, Young Master Yanxin's face was hideous, and his fists were like electricity, constantly blasting.

With the explosion of the fist, the holy sound derived from the power of the ten cauldrons evolved into an ancient and wild battle song, which echoed in the Eight Wastelands.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the explosion of the fist, the outline of the majestic purple iris above Lin Yun's head showed slight cracks and was shaky.

Many experts in the VIP seats gradually saw some doubts.

"Interesting, this Young Master Yanxin actually achieved the power of the Shi Ding, and did not rely on the secret technique to break out."

"When the vigor reaches the Shi Ding, there will be a transformation, similar to the swordsman touching the threshold of the innate sword intent. He should have had an adventure and mastered a certain artistic conception, otherwise he will not be able to reach the power of the Shi Ding."

"I'm afraid it has nothing to do with the Dragon Elephant Mountain inherited from the Hunyuan Sect."

But even so, he still couldn't help Lin Yun.

He who promoted the Shuiyue Swordsmanship to the Transformation Realm, pushed the Ziyuan Sword Art to the limit.

Even if Young Master Yanxin had a slight advantage, he still had to be terrified of three points in the face of this fierce sword force, and he had a headache.

"die!"

In the irritability, Young Master Yanxin shouted, and the blood-colored fist suddenly condensed into a roaring beast. The beast opened its huge mouth, and the blood-hole fangs contained a wild and violent aura, trying to engulf Lin Yun forcibly.

"spread!"

Lin Yun's eyes were slightly condensed, and the burial sword in his hand burst into a moon-like light, and a majestic and magnificent moonlight condensed into a bunch of purple sword lights, which stirred away.

The sword glow is like a flaming moon, and once it erupts, a full moonlight sweeps the sky and covers the ground.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!

When this bright moon-like sword light collided with that savage beast-like fist light, a series of violent clashes resounded in the world.

The dragon gate battle platform, which was in a mess, was completely in ruins, terrifying deep pits could be seen everywhere, and there were occasionally broken spiritual patterns flashing among the chaotic rocks. The two had another terrifying confrontation, forming a terrifying aftermath that turned into a gust of wind, and swept out crazily wave after wave.

In the gust of wind, the spectators from all directions narrowed their eyes slightly, their expressions were extremely shocking, and their hearts were terrified and trembling.

horrible!

terrible!

The collision between the sword light and the fist light was shockingly strong, and the top 32 players who had already been eliminated. Different colors flashed in their eyes, whether it was Young Master Yan Xin or Lin Yun, it was not a fluke to have reached this point.

boom!

There was another loud noise like thunder between the heavens and the earth, and the two quickly separated in the turbulent real yuan.

Swish!

The dust was rolling in, and countless eyes were fixed on the two of them.

"Hehe, I really didn't expect that a little sword slave could force me into such a situation. But... that's it, from the moment you stepped on the battlefield, your end was doomed. The shame of the Hunyuan Sect. , will be washed with your death!"

Young Master Yanxin had a solemn expression, and an icy edge shot out from his eyes.

Lin Yun raised his eyebrows, but did not speak, but the humming sword intent in his hand showed his determination. Three years is too long, just fight for the day and night; Xiangjian Zhixin, fearless in life and death!