Chapter 465

The wind was strong, and Yun Zhen was defeated with one palm.

On the stage of the king's battle, young Lin Yun pointed at Qin Yu!

The road to hell, losing three people in a row, and the young man walking all the way, can be called a miracle.

Under the circumstance that no one was optimistic, Lin Yun cut the bright moon in half with one sword and took Si Xueyi lightly. Then Tian Shaoyun defeated Tianlei Po, who could completely kill Zifu in everyone's heart, and then Lin Yun defeated Yun Zhen with one palm.

Except for a miracle, there is no way to explain everything in front of you.

But who knows, who knows the bitterness that Lin Yun paid for behind this, who can understand the pressure on him.

No rhetoric, no Zhuang language, only a sword, only a sword, calmly pointed at Qin Yu.

This day, this moment, he has waited too long!

Brother Xin Jue's death, when it was time to end it, even if he was in hell, he would have to climb out step by step, covered in blood.

Tell the world, tell the world, in today's Dragon Gate Competition, he, Lin Yun, is only fighting for you.

Blue silk like waterfalls, blood-stained clothes.

On the stage of the king's battle, Lin Yun's eyes have never been so hot. All the anger and unwillingness to burst out of madness suppressed in his heart, and his eyes condensed a monstrous fighting intent.

"What happened to this young man's eyes?"

"It's terrifying, I have never seen the fighting spirit in his eyes. He is by no means strong. From the very beginning, he made up his mind to take the first place!"

"Maybe it's because of the promise. It is rumored that before Xinjue died, he promised the other party's promise."

"Xin Jue? That swordsman wizard who realized the complete innate sword intent before he died?"

"If Xinjue is still here, seeing that Lin Yun has come this far, he must be very proud."

At this moment, everyone in the audience was infected by the fighting spirit of the young man, and there was a slight shake in the precedent that the so-called road to hell could never succeed.

I can't help but want to support this young man.

Now that we have counterattacked all the way here, we will go further there and truly create our own opportunities.

But, can Lin Yun really defeat Qin Yu?

At this moment, Qin Yu, who was on the Ziqing Throne, showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, unable to take a step forward.

Whoosh!

One step, the next moment, he appeared on the ruined king's battle platform.

The reckless fighting intent on his body is also completely boiling and burning at this moment. Looking at Lin Yun in front of him, his blood was excited.

You can step on the person you most want to kill while getting the top spot.

Such a wonderful picture, Qin Yu's whole body will tremble with excitement after a moment's thought.

"It's not easy. I didn't expect you to fight like this to fight me. That palm just now should be the ancient martial arts harvested in the magic lotus secret realm, but can you use it again?"

Looking at Lin Yun who was covered in scars, Qin Yu sneered.

"You can try it."

Lin Yun said calmly.

"Based on your current state, it's not worth my effort, just pick me up for three palms."

Qin Yu was staring blankly. After sneering, he said softly: "Three palms, after three palms, if you are not dead, I will give you this qualification to fight me for real."

Madness!

Everyone felt a hint of arrogance in Qin Yu's words, even though Lin Yun had already lost three people in a row, it was still worthless in his eyes.

The scene was all silent.

Countless spectators, no one dared to laugh at his arrogance.

Just because he is Qin Yu, Feiyu son Qin Yu.

His strength is bottomless. Three years ago, he competed with Liu Sheng for the top spot, only to lose to the opponent by one move.

Three years later, no one knows how strong his strength is.

"The road to hell, in the last battle, Lin Yun faces Young Master Feiyu!"

As soon as the referee's voice fell, Qin Yu stretched out a palm and slapped it at will.

It was an unremarkable, simple and casual palm, but after the palm was pushed out, a terrifying aura erupted in an instant.

On the dilapidated ground, boundless dust suddenly rolled up, and then a huge palm completely condensed with true essence appeared out of thin air, exuding a scorching and violent aura.

When this giant palm appeared out of thin air, the expressions of many people in Longmen Square changed drastically.

The aura contained in the palm light is too amazing, the leader of the Xuanwu realm, the heart is filled with fear for no reason, and the whole body trembles, only the powerhouse of the purple palace realm can calmly look at it.

Lin Yun's pupils shrank suddenly, and the Foil Burial Sword did not hesitate, and slashed out angrily.

"Shuiyue swordsmanship, the light of the bright moon!"

The Ziyuan Sword Art, working with all its strength, all seventy-two petals bloomed in one breath.

Before, the brilliant light of the bright moon bloomed again at this moment. The majestic light of the bright moon condensed into a bunch of purple sword lights, which collided with the giant palm in an instant.

Boom!

The void trembled, and the terrifying aftermath swayed wildly.

But the next moment, bang! That bunch of purple sword glow like fire and moon fell apart.

Lin Yun's face changed slightly, and he could only hold his sword across his body to block the surging palm light.

In the loud noise, the fragmented moonlight and the broken sword light, like the vast snow, fell on the battle platform of the king.

Lin Yun's figure suddenly retreated, and he retreated to the edge of the king's battle platform before standing firm.

It's just that his face has become pale as never before, and there is no blood in sight.

"Too weak, this prince has only used less than 30% of his strength, Lin Yun, are you so vulnerable?"

The wind blew wildly, and in the aftermath, Qin Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled, looked at Lin Yun and said softly.

Less than three percent!

Qin Yu's words immediately shocked everyone in the Longmen Square.

How could it be that Lin Yun was so embarrassed by a palm of less than 30% of his power.

How terrifying is this Qin Yu.

Lin Yun's face was solemn, his opponent was even more terrifying than he imagined, and he had already gone all out with this sword just now.

Although it is not at the peak right now, the sword is not broken, and the power of the Ziyuan Sword Art is definitely not low.

Is it because of the ground-level exercises?

"Come again, this palm, how much strength do you think I will pour out?"

Not allowing Lin Yun to think too much, Qin Yu smiled lightly, with excitement flashing in his eyes, very good, what he wanted was this feeling now.

Torture slowly, take your time.

Boom!

Without warning, the sand and rocks suddenly flew in front of Lin Yun, and the heat wave was monstrous. It is also a giant hand, roaring like a blue dragon, but it is more solid and brutal.

The scorching air waves filled the air, and the temperature of the entire Longmen Square was soaring.

The terrifying breath, Gaia's audience, the world, under this palm, was completely silent, without the slightest sound.

Apart from the scorching and brutal palm glow, there is nothing else.

Lin Yun's face showed an unprecedented solemnity, feeling the scorching heat gradually attacking, and the burial foil sword clenched in his hand trembled.

The next moment, a dazzling brilliance erupted from the funeral foil.

This sword, this mysterious weapon that was infinitely close to the treasure, was pushed to the extreme by Lin Yun, and then stabbed it fiercely.

Shuiyue swordsmanship, frost and cold thousands of miles.

Shuiyue swordsmanship, the most yin and cold, the most arrogant and the most arrogant, has been cultivated to the realm of transformation in the hands of Lin Yun, and the ultimate move is far beyond what people can imagine.

This sword is frosty and cold, and as far as the eye can see, it can freeze everything.

Gorgeous sword awns, wrapped in a sword that is so cold and cold, swept away.

A smear of frost spread rapidly on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, wherever the sword passed, it seemed that even the air condensed into ice.

The rushing palm light also solidified in an instant.

Did it work?

Everyone raised their brows, but before they could show their joy, they heard a crisp sound, click. The sword's stance, which was frozen in the palm of the hand, broke in an instant, and the brutal and solid palm light slaughtered over in a more ferocious way. In an instant, it slammed into Lin Yun heavily.

Pfft!

Lin Yun opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

Under the second palm, Lin Yun suffered an unprecedented heavy blow since the road to hell.

"It seems that you are destined to be unable to fight this prince."

Mo Hanmang flashed in Qin Yu's eyes, and his expression was extremely indifferent. He glanced at Lin Yun, and said softly to himself: "In the end, it's just a sword slave. It's too naive to want to change your life against the sky. You gave this prince at the wedding. The humiliation brought, the palm of this 70% power, all will be returned to you!"

Almost as soon as his voice fell, his figure flashed, and he came to the sky above Lin Yun, and the third palm fell out of thin air.

boom!

The sect master who descended from the sky seemed to be completely condensed into substance, filled with golden firelight, like a huge mountain of flames, descending from the sky.

Ka Ka Ka!

The palm light has not completely fallen, and the king's battle platform swayed and trembled under this pressure.

This palm is far more terrifying than the previous two palms combined.

it's over...

When they saw this palm light appear, it was obviously a scorching palm, but it made everyone on the scene feel cold on their backs.

Such a tyrannical palm, within the same realm, is afraid that it can kill more than a dozen leaders of the half-step Zifu at the same time.

Looking at this dazzling palm glow, a strange color flashed in Lin Yun's eyes. Is it already so terrifying with only 70% of his power?

The second palm that seriously injured me just now was not able to use 50% of my power.

Are you going to lose?

"But how can the grievances and grievances between you and me be ended like this!" When he raised his eyes, infinite killing intent burst out in Lin Yun's eyes, and instantly a killing intent shot up into the sky.

When the killing intent completely erupted from him, the blood-stained Lin Yun was like Shura who came out of hell.

In the frantic urging of the Ziyuan Sword Art, the sky behind him, the outline of a round of purple irises, burst into line.

The moment the silhouette of the purple iris appeared, the sword power on its body returned to its peak, boundless.

Shuiyue Sword Technique, Tenth Sword, Sky Broken Cloud!

Broken sky and broken cloud!

To overcast and cold!

A sword at the peak of the transformation realm broke out completely.

Right now, this is the strongest sword that Lin Yun can unleash after he has sacrificed the nine-layer vision of the Ziyuan Sword Art. The strength of this sword just shattered Bai Lixuan's indomitable Tianlei Po. When this boundless sword force condensed the blade storm, Qin Yu in the air was also slightly surprised, but then his expression changed. Then he said coldly: "No wonder it can smash Tianleipo, a sword at the peak of the transformation realm.

Terrible indeed. It's a pity that you met me, and the gap between you and me cannot be filled by your swordsmanship. All is false, die! "

boom!

When the palm light was pressed down, the sky and the earth changed color, and the violent sword-blade storm dissipated. It was mixed with the scattered fireworks to form an extremely terrifying aftermath, which turned into a flame of sword light, and sputtered away in all directions of Longmen Square.

Like meteors, they pierced the sky, and after they landed, they created deep pits.

Many warriors in the spectator seats were hit hard by this unpredictable disaster, which was horrific to watch.

Lin Yun's face changed greatly, and the outline of the purple iris behind him showed a deadly crack, and then disappeared.

"I said that the humiliation of the day will be repaid in the future!"

The eldest prince's eyes suddenly shot out with a cold light like electricity, and the palm light was suppressed mercilessly, and the entire Longmen Square was shaken violently.

At the center of the tremor, the battle platform of the king, which was already riddled with holes, directly appeared a huge pit that was dozens of meters deep.

Lin Yun's entire body fell completely and was buried in the deepest part of the giant pit. Life and death do not know!