Chapter 466

The terrifying aftermath rippled, and Lin Yun in the deep pit did not know whether he was alive or dead.

"Is this the strength of the eldest prince Qin Yu? Three palms, three palms have established the victory, completely crushing Lin Yun..."

"I can't say crushing, I can only say that Lin Yun's previous three battles were really exhausting. His sword edge is still the same, but no matter how you look at it, his power is not as blooming as when he was at his peak."

"Yes, I have the same opinion. This is the road to hell, why no one has been able to succeed all the time. To be able to enter the top four, they are all the best among the best, and the more you go, the more difficult it is."

"Yeah, when Lin Yun defeated Si Xueyi, it was quite easy, but when it came to Yun Zhen, it was a bit reluctant to win."

"The eldest prince may seem arrogant, but he is actually quite scheming. With three palms, one palm is stronger than the other. In fact, he is constantly testing Lin Yun's bottom line. After determining how much strength the opponent has left, he will kill him with one blow, causing damage to others. Invincible illusion."

"Yes, if both are in their peak state, this battle is difficult to say."

Is Qin Yu strong?

powerful!

Terribly strong!

However, Lin Yun obtained the qualification of the road to hell from the loser's group, defeated his opponents all the way, and finally walked in front of the eldest prince Qin Yu, which was enough to show his strength.

Burial Playboy, definitely not weak.

It's a pity... the destiny is not in him, one step late, one step, let himself enter hell.

Many people sighed softly, and the expressions in their eyes were extremely pitiful.

Think of how high-spirited that young man was when he made his debut. When no one thought he would appear, he unexpectedly appeared in the limelight.

Then, with the potential of a dark horse, he appeared strong, defeated the two young masters in a row, and entered the final quarterfinals.

It can be said that his style has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and is admirable.

The power of Qin Yu's three palms made many strong men in Longmen Square shocked in their hearts. But Lin Yun, who fell into the deep pit, still made people awe-inspiring. It was not easy for this young man, even though he was defeated, he was still honored.

"A mere sword slave dares to compete with His Highness for the top spot. It's a fool's dream. The referee, I think... I should be able to declare me the victory."

With an unprecedented smile on his gloomy face, he looked at the referee who was deeply shocked by this palm in midair and said.

The referee in midair was stunned for a moment, then withdrew his gaze from the deep pit, slowly lowered his head, and nodded: "Lin Yun passed out, although he can't judge his life or death, but he can't get up, according to the rules, you can indeed count as a winner. ."

"Then please pronounce the sentence!"

The corners of Qin Yu's mouth twitched slightly, he bent down slightly, and laughed softly.

Did you win?

Many people woke up like a dream, suddenly realized, all eyes fell on Qin Yu.

After all, as predicted before the game, the final battle of the Dragon Gate Competition was still Qin Yu.

No suspense, no miracles.

After today, he will be famous in Daqin, enjoy an unparalleled honor, and become one of the true young leaders of the Daqin Empire.

Qin Yu swept his gaze and landed in the direction of Lingxiao Sword Pavilion, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Little Junior Brother!"

Under the stage, Xinyan gritted her teeth, her heart was like a knife, and she felt extremely uncomfortable. If Elder Luo Feng had not forcibly restrained her, she would have rushed to the stage.

"I announce that the Dragon Gate Competition, the final winner, Feiyu..."

But suddenly, the referee's face changed, and the smile on Qin Yu's face stopped abruptly.

Boom!

In the loud noise, the world suddenly changed color, under the gaze of countless eyes. On the battle platform of the king, in the terrifying pit, an unprecedented terrifying force erupted rapidly.

For a time, a dazzling light erupted from the bottom of the deep pit. One, two...three dazzling beams of light soared into the sky and pierced through the sky.

A steady stream of vitality erupted from the depths of the ground, surprising people.

"what happened?"

"What a strong breath... what the hell is this?"

"It's the original cultivation base!"

"The origin of the top powerhouses!"

Countless purple mansion powerhouses were shocked when they saw this scene.

The three beams of light that erupted from the deep pit were clearly the rays of light that could only be condensed from the original cultivation.

"This...how is this possible?"

Hunyuanzong Wen Yanbo muttered to himself, his eyes full of astonishment, this origin cultivation base is several times stronger than his own.

Such a terrifying powerhouse, how much will the original cultivation base be cherished.

If the original cultivation base is saved, in addition to the reduction of the realm, it may lead to the inability to advance to the heavenly soul for life. The bigger price was lifespan, a price that even Lin Yun didn't know about. One was ten years of lifespan, and the third was thirty years of lifespan.

Such an expensive price, even close relatives, cannot easily do it.

Click!

When the three rays of light condensed into a pillar, at the bottom of the giant pit, someone screamed in the sky.

Buzz!

The familiar sound of sword cries resounded in Longmen Square once again, shocking everyone's ears.

"It's Lin Yun!"

"Lin Yun hasn't lost yet!"

"Damn, I actually cried, this kid even has a hole card."

"The road to hell is not over yet, the hope is still there, the hope is still there!"

For a while, the entire Longmen Square was completely boiled, and many people shouted in excitement.

boom!

A figure jumped out, jumped out of the giant pit, one turned over, and landed heavily on the ground.

The young man was dressed in a green shirt and carried a sword box on his back. His face was handsome and handsome, and his delicate facial features were like those carved out by a knife and an axe. There is no peerless beauty, but he is also handsome and handsome, with a refined temperament, and the edge flashing between his eyebrows is even more sharp and boundless.

This young man, not Lin Yun, who could be.

"I haven't spoken yet, how can I be judged to lose?"

The corner of Lin Yun's mouth was slightly raised, and he looked at Qin Yu opposite Shenkeng with a smile.

In the smile full of sunshine, it gives people a calm and confident self-confidence.

The aura that permeated his body surprised everyone. Not only did Lin Yun return to the peak, but his cultivation level went even further.

Reaching the inconceivable half-step Zifu realm, it is exactly the same as Qin Yu's cultivation.

"Damn!"

Qin Yu, who was originally gloomy and happy like never before, suddenly turned gloomy and unsightly.

"His Royal Highness, I'm very disappointed."

Lin Yun smiled slightly and said softly.

"Humph! What if you were promoted to the Half-Step Purple Mansion? This prince was promoted to the Half-Step Purple Mansion two years ago. In terms of background, you are still incomparable to me. Even if you climb out of hell, I will take you back again. Step down, this time won't give you any chance!"

Boom!

A terrifying aura erupted from Qin Yu's body, and under his frantic operation, the earth-level exercise method, Xuanyang Art, burst into dazzling brilliance.

It is like a fireball like the sun, standing in this ruined king's battle platform.

Lin Yun's expression changed slightly, but he felt a little emotional. After all, he had used up the three strands of original cultivation left by Protector Mei.

These three strands of origin cultivation were so precious that he was reluctant to use them, like the blood and flesh of Protector Mei. Once refined, it is like drinking the blood of Protector Mei and eating his flesh, how cruel!

His eyes swept away and landed in the direction of High Heaven Sword Pavilion. On Xin Yan's body, her eyes were already wet with her cold and beautiful face.

He saw again, Li Wuyou, the boy, smiled heartlessly, tears were streaming out, he didn't know.

He saw Elder Luo Feng again, and he was in tears, even at his age, he couldn't hold back at this moment.

Many, many people, every heart, are concerned about him.

He looked around and saw the second-hand blood dragon horse, who was in the center of the square, grinning and showing two rows of front teeth, giggling non-stop.

And the big brother Xin Jue in the sky, you must also look at me...

There are still many people who didn't come to Longmen Square, but Lin Yun could feel that their eyes fell on him far away through the forest sea, through the mountains, and through the rivers.

I am not alone!

For a moment, Lin Yun's heart was filled with endless heroic spirit, and his blood was surging in his heart.

In this battle, he fought for himself and all those who cared about him.

I am not alone, I cannot die!

The Heavenly Sword Intent erupted from Lin Yun's body, accompanied by the breath of his climbing to the half-step Zifu, and the scorching and terrifying aura of Qin Yu's body, collided fiercely.

sword!

He shouted wildly in his heart, and the burial foil swords scattered elsewhere turned into a giant, breaking through the air.

Lin Yun stretched out his hand and held it tightly in his hand. The blood connection and the feeling of connectedness filled his body.

My sword, glory forever.

When their aura reached their peak, Lin Yun and Qin Yu disappeared from everyone's sight at the same time.

Bang!

The next moment, the two were in the center of the deep pit, each shot and slammed into each other.

Lin Yun held the burial foil sword, and at this moment, there was a bright moonlight in his hand, slashing away angrily.

The Ziyuan Sword Art is fully motivated, and the peak is in full bloom. Under the realm of half-step Zifu, the light of this sword is more tyrannical than all the previous ones.

Click!

Jianmang raised his hand, and instantly cut Qin Yu's palm beam into two halves.

"die!"

Qin Yu let out a loud shout, and the palm glow turned into a hot blade, falling silently in front of Lin Yun.

shhhhhh!

In one breath, nine palms slashed out, and nine palms glowed like nine knife lights, each time as fast as a shock, as fast as electricity.

However, it contains the surging and vast Xuanyang True Essence, and with a single blow, an astonishing breath erupts.

Lin Yun's expression changed slightly, and he shot directly. With a wave of his sword light, he took the nine palms one by one.

"Xuanyang explosion!"

Qin Yu's long hair fluttered wildly, and he shouted wildly.

boom!

The scattered nine palm awns are like nine furnaces of different sizes, merging into one in an instant.

In mid-air, a cauldron with a scorching sun, poured backwards.

The air was scorched mercilessly, and it seemed to outsiders that it poured down like a divine furnace in a fairy palace. A river of flames filled with lava, like a dragon, swallowed up Lin Yun overwhelmingly.

Lin Yun's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he clenched the hand of the burial sword and waved it like lightning.

There were purple irises blooming, and sword lights swayed in the room, cutting the river of flames apart.

The scattered magma sputtered out, and a loud rumbling sound erupted, like the end of the world.

"The light of the rising sun!"

Seeing that the river of lava Lin Yun broke open, Qin Yu's eyes flashed with cold light, and he was like a morning sun breaking out.

When he raised his hand, he gave a high five, like the first light before dawn, and flew towards Lin Yun at an astonishing speed.

quick!

This palm is so terrifying that it can't even be caught by the naked eye.

But Lin Yun's sword is faster!

Frost and cold were thousands of miles away, and a sword stabbed out, freezing all the flying palms in the air.

The body of the sword trembled slightly, and the majestic sword force roared out, and the frozen palm in the air instantly burst.

"The sun is like fire!"

Qin Yu gritted his teeth, and the light of the morning sun turned into the hottest light at noon, and shone down violently.

Mirror flower water moon!

Between the places, Lin Yun's figure flashed, and he got a sword, like a flower in a mirror, like a moon in water, the virtual and the real, the real and the virtual.

No matter how amazing the opponent's palm is, it falls into the virtual sword stance, like falling into a mirror.

Click!

When the mirror surface shattered, Xuanyang True Essence, which was as irritable as the scorching sun, exploded.

The terrifying aftermath swept out, and the two of them flashed at the same time, avoiding them far away.

They each landed on the edge of the platform, the battle platform that has long been in ruins, the fire on the ground continued to burn, and the sword intent was scattered all over the place.

"It's my turn to take action."

In the raging fire, Lin Yun looked at each other and smiled.

"How about a shot? I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

Qin Yu looked indifferent and shouted in a deep voice.

"I'm afraid you're just scared."

Lin Yun smiled slightly, just burying the foil sword in his hand, and trembling with incomparable excitement.

hum!

Without warning, a crisp sword sound suddenly erupted from his body. This is the oldest string in the world, and a tune that cannot be played.

The sound of the sword is transcendent, ethereal like a fairy.

Before everyone could react, a sword beam mercilessly swept out.

The huge battle platform of the king, at this moment, is constantly bursting, and wherever the sword light passes, it is like a broken bamboo, smashing everything!

Pfft!

Before Qin Yu could react, he was swept away by the sword glow and spat out blood on the spot.

This sword cut the entire king's battle platform into two halves.

"His Royal Highness, the first prince, guess what Lin has used."

The youth's green shirt danced, the wind lifted his long hair on his forehead, and his handsome face showed a hint of a smile. This smile, the city is like a demon, this sword is like a fairy; a smile is like a demon, and a sword is like a fairy.

"Innate Sword Intent!" Qin Yu's eyes flashed with horror, and he said in disbelief.