Chapter 544

oom!

Two powerful auras emanated from Lin Yun and Yang Xiong respectively, swayed in the sky, and then competed against each other. It was as if rolling thunderclouds collided with each other in the sky, making a dull loud noise.

Such a terrifying aura filled every corner of the flame pillar, and even the aura in mid-air became sticky.

Countless gazes converged on the two figures in the beam of light, holding their breaths. Such an extremely tense atmosphere will break out completely at any time. Once it breaks out, it will be an earth-shattering war.

Beforehand, no one thought that Lin Yun could have such a strong strength.

I felt that the fight between the two must be a one-sided boulder, but the fighting spirit that broke out on Lin Yun now makes no one dare to underestimate it.

The atmosphere in the Flame Spirit Pillar solidified to the extreme. Suddenly, a breeze came up, like a small stone thrown down by a calm lake, causing ripples in circles.

Waiting for the breeze, Yang Xiong and Lin Yun flashed a cold glow in their eyes, and their bodies jumped at the same time.

The two silhouettes that swept up like lightning were filled with extremely thick True Essence, turning into two torrents. With the roar of the lake, and then fiercely rushed together.

Bang!

The thunder exploded, and the aftermath of the True Essence against the bang spread wildly outside the flame pillar. On the boundless Xuanyin Lake, huge waves suddenly burst into the sky.

Boom!

Inside the flame pillar, the two of them kept banging against each other with their own true essence cultivation. There are no superfluous skills, and the competition is entirely based on their own true essence and their own cultivation techniques.

Yang Xiong, who has reached the realm of blazing thunder and shining sun, and Lin Yun, who is at the ninth level of sword art, both have strong confidence in their respective exercises.

However, in this matchup, it was obvious that Yang Xiong had the upper hand. His superiority in realm, Yang Xiong, who has completed the Yin Profound Realm, is ultimately much stronger than Lin Yun, who has just entered the Yin Profound Realm.

"This guy is really arrogant. He actually competes with Yang Xiong for real yuan, and he is beyond his own power."

Seeing that Ling Yun's momentum was gradually weakening, Mei Ziyan outside Xuanyin Lake raised a mocking look, smiling quite happily.

The others did not speak, but nodded secretly, the situation was quite unfavorable for Lin Yun.

Mo Ling was too lazy to pay attention to this Mei Ziyan, just a pair of beautiful eyes, staring at the battle situation in the distance, not letting go of any details.

"Is that so? I haven't used my full strength yet!"

Yang Xiong rose into the sky, shrouded in the thunder and fire of his own, under the continuous injection of true essence, majestic and domineering, extremely magnificent. He was condescending, dressed in Lin Yun, and sneered.

"Burying Playboy, if you're just as capable, don't be ashamed in front of me!"

A cold light flashed in Yang Xiong's eyes, and he raised his hand and slapped it down, shrouding himself in the vast thunder and fire. It suddenly condensed into a huge flame storm, and the storm flickered with ferocious electric light, and it fell down in the blink of an eye and engulfed Lin Yun in it.

In such a terrifying offensive, it looked like a huge flaming mountain, pressing down on the tiny Lin Yun.

But it's not over yet!

Seeing a sharp cold light flashing in Yang Xiong's eyes, he suddenly grasped the infusion of true essence, and the reckless flame storm that engulfed Lin Yun suddenly. At a speed visible to the naked eye, the madness condensed, and the violent thunder and fire force frantically squeezed against Lin Yun.

In Xuanyin Lake today, what he wants is not to defeat Lin Yun, but to crush his opponent. To make the name of the burial playboy worthless, it's not as good as bullshit!

To make Lin Yun bow down and beg for mercy in front of everyone like a dog. Let this guy, from now on, appear in front of Liu Yunyan without any self-respect!

Let him know the horrific consequences of offending himself!

In this Xuanyinhua battle, only he, Yang Xiong, can laugh at the end and become the most dazzling winner. Today's battle is the first battle of his real rise. It is to trample this Lin Yun under his feet, to the point of losing his dignity!

boom!

Seeing the flame storm mixed with terrifying thunder light, it shrunk by half in the blink of an eye. Lin Yun, whose cultivation base is only the Yin Profound Realm, seems to have no choice but to be slaughtered.

There were many sighs on Xuanyin Lake. After all, Lin Yun was still a little arrogant. If he didn't go his own way and confront Yang Xiong head-on, he wouldn't be so embarrassed.

Everyone seemed to be able to hear that Lin Yun, who was squeezed by the flame storm, heard the sound of broken bones. I was afraid that it was quite painful. Thinking about it, I shuddered.

In the distance, Mei Ziyan's sneer was endless, and Yang Xiong's methods made him quite appreciate it.

Just defeating Lin Yun is really too cheap for him. This kind of torture can make this kid know what the sky is.

"what?"

But at this moment, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, as if something was wrong. Looking at it carefully, I saw that the continuous squeezing and condensing flame storm had a trace of winding cracks, and a dazzling and sharp silver light could be vaguely seen in the gap.

Jianguang?

Just when he was slightly puzzled, the tiny cracks on the surface of the storm suddenly became larger. There was a humming sword roar that rang out in the flame storm, like a fairy sound, deafening.

There are eighty-one silver sword lights dazzling, bursting out from the flame storm.

boom!

The next moment, the eighty-one dazzling sword lights stirred frantically. In an instant, a flame storm containing thunder and lightning exploded. A magnificent sword formation appeared in the eyes of the world, and the splendid sword light was dazzling.

Lin Yun, who was in Tsing Yi in the formation, let the aftermath of the flame storm hit him at will, and he stood still and was not injured in the slightest.

Yang Xiong's face sank immediately, his clothes were bulging, and the thunder and fire fragments exploded in all directions. Re-condensed into a torrent-like offensive, wave after wave, constantly charging towards the sword formation.

hum! hum!

Allowing the impact of these vast torrents, the sword formation protecting Lin Yun's body, flying up and down, hummed continuously, like flowers blooming and dying, like a hundred flowers dazzling. With a sharp edge, the torrent of thunder and fire that was continuously impacted was smashed into pieces.

"Stop it!"

"How did this guy do it?"

All eyes fell on Lin Yun, and his eyes were full of astonishment. Yang Xiong's shocking offensive was actually blocked by Lin Yun.

Not only that, but he was even unscathed, far less embarrassed and unbearable than everyone imagined.

"I see how long you can last!"

Yang Xiong's icy expression flashed a hint of impatience. After several trials, he probably figured out the limit of this sword formation.

"Flame Thunder Art, Sun Destruction Demon Halberd!"

Yang Xiong's expression was extremely indifferent, and he saw that he was madly activating the Flame Thunder Art, and the power of the flame and thunder intertwined in mid-air, condensing into a purple magic halberd nearly a hundred feet in size. With the power of destroying the sun, the crazy thorn fell, and the sharp edge of the halberd seemed to be as fierce as it could pierce the void.

break!

There was another wild shout, and the purple light halberd disappeared like a fright, and the speed was so fast that it disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

"Good come!"

Lin Yun's eyes flashed with brilliance, his mouth curled into a smile, and he said solemnly, "Ziyuan sword formation, peerless!"

Taking off more than ever, the dazzling sword formation stood still, moving as if time and space were frozen. But just when everyone was in shock, the sword formation suddenly reversed, and the boundless sword intent turned into a silver light on Lin Yun.

Eighty-one sword shadows doubled in an instant, and the dense sword light followed Lin Yun's finger and greeted the sky overwhelmingly.

clang! clang! clang!

The sword shadow and the magic halberd collided fiercely in mid-air, making a roar like a thousand-year-old bell. A wave of astonishing Yuwei ripples out, and outside the spiritual power beam, there is another huge wave, surging, one after another.

In this entanglement, the magic halberd shattered, and many sword shadows were castrated and shot towards Yang Xiong.

"spread!"

A ferocious look flashed across Yang Xiong's face, instead of retreating, he advanced, and his fists kept blasting out like thunder. Relying on the powerful cultivation base, the flying sword shadow was blown into pieces. For a moment, in this flame spiritual column, there are broken sword shadows, and the aftermath of the magic halberd, a mess.

In this mess, Yang Xiong, who smashed the sword shadow with a strong force, soared in his prestige. His eyes swept away like electricity, and after falling on Lin Yun, he flew into the air and rushed over.

Roar!

But when he was in midair, Lin Yun just moved, and there were spiritual patterns on Lin Yun's body. Under the interweaving of many spiritual patterns, a vast spiritual map suddenly took shape with the roaring wind.

The 100% aura of fire over the mountains and rivers, under the agitation of the wind, evolved into a giant hand, roaring away.

"This guy has a lot of tricks..."

Looking at the rushing spirit map, Yang Xiong's expression suddenly turned cold, and he was in the air, his arms flexed.

"But no matter how many tricks you have, you are still only worthy of being my Yang Xiong's stepping stone, the Purple Light Demonic Flame Claw!"

With his arms outstretched, Yang Xiong seemed to have transformed into an ancient demon vulture in midair, his five fingers bent into claws, and he immediately grabbed towards the flaming mountain and river map.

Click!

Under such hard regret, the terrifyingly powerful flame spirit map was torn into countless pieces by two claws. The shattering flames in the sky were poignant and beautiful like fireworks. Yang Xiong's long hair danced wildly. Surrounded by these flames, his prestige surged again.

"That's it!"

Yang Xiong's upper body leaned forward, like a goshawk, with a ferocious and indifferent expression, he spread his wings and flew down.

Lin Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Yang Xiong, who was killed by the aura like a rainbow. He secretly said that the picture of the mountains and rivers in the fire is only a second-grade spiritual picture, even if it is 100% aura, it is not enough to see.

Is it finally time to fight?

However, you Yang Xiong want to stop here, but it is too naive.

Lin Yun raised his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows lightly, and the sharp edges between his brows shot out. His fingers were as white as jade, and they quickly changed. Suddenly, there was a boundless killing intent on his body, and it rose crazily little by little, and it didn't take a moment that the killing intent suddenly became as thick as a majestic mountain peak.

The violent and turbulent killing intent roared and roared like a peerless killing god.

"That is……"

Countless eyes stared at Lin Yun, and when they heard the killing intent, their expressions changed dramatically.

"My God, why is this killing intent so terrifying? You can't move just by looking at it."

"Terrible, how did this killing intent condense?"

"It's the Seven Killing Fist!"

Immediately, a continuous exclamation sounded from the huge Xuanyin Lake. Senior Tang Yu and Elder Yu Mu on the high platform in the distance were also shocked.

"The Seven Killing Seals of Buddhism... This little guy has such talent?" The white-haired old man in front of the two also flashed a strange color in his eyes, and then a thoughtful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.