Chapter 571

In the early morning of the next day, before dawn, countless figures took off towards the vast venue on the top of the mountain.

It didn't take long for the overwhelming figures to fill the spectator seats at the venue. If I came a little later, I could only land at random in the distance, and at a glance, there were black heads full of shaking heads.

In the seat of Zilu Academy, a purple figure sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and pondered, not knowing how long it had been here.

It's Cao Zhen!

Suddenly, many eyes converged on this person, and the expression in his eyes was slightly surprised. This Cao Zhen came early enough, but no matter how the Quartet whispered, Cao Zhen with his eyes closed, his expression was unwavering and motionless.

"Is this Cao Zhen?"

Today, there are many new warriors who are secretly surprised when they see Cao Zhen's appearance. This Cao Zhen is quite thin, as thin as a knife, giving people a very cold feeling.

Even if you don't know that he is Cao Zhen, when you see him for the first time, you will feel that this person is not easy to provoke.

But in fact, anyone who is a little familiar with Cao Zhen knows that he is definitely more terrifying than he looks. Many disciples and elders of Zilu Academy looked at Cao Zhen with hot expressions and were extremely confident in his strength.

Today, their Zilu Academy is here to take away the half-dao Divine Rune. Complete the promise left by Zilu Academy twenty years ago.

As long as Cao Zhen is there, there is nothing to worry about.

"Buried Playboy!"

At this moment, someone suddenly let out a soft cry, and suddenly countless eyes looked over, and saw a line of figures soaring in the air. Exactly, the people of Tianfu Academy, Lin Yun's body carrying a sword box in it, is very eye-catching.

You can easily spot it at a glance.

All of a sudden, the eyes, invariably, all fell in one direction.

Burial Playboy Lin Yun, where he landed!

This was initially inconspicuous, and was considered to be the weakest foreign aid of the five major academies. Now, he has used that earth-shattering hell battle. It has proved its own strength and the vision of Tianfu Academy.

No one dares to underestimate the strength it has displayed.

Thinking about how tragically Luo Shen, Chen Yu, and Cao Xiu died yesterday, you know how terrible this person's methods are.

Whether he wants to or not, his existence has reached the point where people can't help but pay attention.

Lin Yun fell slowly, his eyes swept away, and he landed on Cao Zhen who was sitting cross-legged in the distance. He was slightly surprised, and said softly, "Your Excellency, it's really early."

"I said, this battle will wait for you."

Cao Zhen's calm face suddenly opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, there was a sharp gaze in his eyes, as if it were a sharp sword.

Under everyone's attention, the two figures flew into the air again and fell towards the center of the venue.

One of them, like a sharp sword, pierced through the air, and the sword intent was screeching, as if the clouds and mists all over the mountains and plains trembled for it.

On the other hand, it is as cold as a knife, and it is a knife in itself, which seems to come from the cold killing intent of hell. In addition to being cold, it also contains a gloomy evil spirit that wants to tear everything apart.

The five houses compete for the front, the last battle.

After the exaggeration of the hell war yesterday, the fight between the two has already attracted much attention, and people are looking forward to it.

When the two of them landed completely, they looked up at each other at the same time, their expressions were cold, and their terrifying auras collided with each other.

This guy is really hard to deal with.

Lin Yun said to himself that this was not the first time he sighed, but every time he saw this person, he was still under pressure.

"Compared to Cao Xiu and others, you can be regarded as an existence that can really make you look different, and you can barely be my opponent. But... I still have to persuade you after all. For you, now is not the time to challenge me, maybe If you are not careful, you will die miserably."

Cao Zhen stared at Lin Yun, and the moment his voice fell, everyone could sense an extremely cold suffocating aura that surged out of his body.

He, who was already thin, looked more like a ghost at this moment, and his thin face was filled with a palpitating cold light.

You will die miserably!

A shuddering voice full of killing intent came out of Cao Zhen's mouth, and everyone could feel it, and the atmosphere in the field began to solidify.

So soon, is it time to start?

On the top of the giant mountain, all sides suddenly became silent, and everyone in Zilu Academy and Tianfu Academy became quite nervous.

Anyone can easily see that neither Lin Yun nor Cao Zhen are easy to provoke. Before starting, no one dares to say who will win and who will lose.

No matter how confident the people of Zilu Academy are, they will still have lingering fears when they think of yesterday's sword.

"Everyone is afraid of death... But there are always some things in this world. Even if you know you will die, you will have to prove something." Lin Yun said calmly with a bright light shining in his dark eyes.

Is he afraid of death?

Scared, and quite terrifying!

But compared to death, he is more afraid of mediocrity. I am a swordsman and embark on the journey of this warrior. Self-defeating and going all the way forward.

Whether it was to promise Liu Yunyan's promise or his own martial arts experience, the strongest battle he faced after leaving Daqin was unavoidable.

His heart, his sword, never wavered.

"It's me, Lin Yun, who defeats you, what I want to prove today!"

The fighting intent in Lin Yun's eyes gradually became hot, and the voice fell, and he took a step forward. When he took this step, his whole body was surging, his clothes were stirring, and his long hair flew freely with the sword.

The corners of Cao Zhen's mouth twitched into a smile, and said lightly, "Then let's fight!"

Both of them were quite decisive, and when their respective auras reached their peak, there was a flash of cold light in their eyes at the same time. The next moment, each of their own shape treasure mountains, in the eyes of everyone, whether it is Lin Yun or that Cao Zhen disappeared from sight.

"What about people?"

"So fast!"

"Have you started yet?"

Exclamations suddenly erupted from all over the mountains and plains. No one thought that the two of them would act so quickly and disappeared before they could react. Many people looked quite confused.

But there was no sign, and in the center of the vast venue, a loud bang suddenly broke out.

An incomparably sharp sword light and a cold sword light collided abruptly in midair.

Boom!

Suddenly, the situation changed.

In the battle between the sword light and the sword light, the sonorous sound was deafening. Under such a confrontation, it seemed that the entire mountain began to tremble.

Many bewildered spectators, before they could react, suddenly heard the roaring sound, their internal organs were shaking, and their eardrums were buzzing.

When he woke up, his face changed greatly, and he quickly looked at the source of the sound.

I saw that in the center of the vast venue, a long sword exuding a silver streamer and the long sword that was as cold as snow were engaged in a fierce and terrifying confrontation.

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

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The terrifying aftermath contained the energy that swept all directions, and in an instant, the dust billowed and the sand flew on the venue that had experienced the wind and frost.

The strong wind that swept in all directions made many people unable to open their eyes, and their cheeks trembled under the agitation of the aftermath.

Many people can't even stand still.

You must know that the spectator seats are thousands of meters away from the venue.

The aftermath of Jianmang and Daoguang's confrontation was so terrifying, it was obvious.

At the place of confrontation, Lin Yun's expression was stern, his eyes flickered coldly, his innate sword intent skyrocketed, and waves of domineering swords surged out of him.

Suddenly, his vast sword force turned into a lake, a lake that reflected the blue sky and white clouds, the mountains gathered, and the waves were reflected in the mirror.

Smoke and water!

The burial foil shook lightly in Lin Yun's hand, and in the blink of an eye, dense sword light pierced, like a mirror-like lake, as if countless stones had fallen. Under this sky-high sword light, boundless ripples swayed, and a mist of water was created.

Under this ingenious change, the sword power of that class of tyrannical swords, for a time, was majestic, but it was like a mist.

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

This sword, magnificent and mighty, is unparalleled.

Boom!

One after another sword light sounded terrifying, and each sword was as indistinguishable as water mist, and it was like the rising sun, thick and condensed. In this fierce confrontation, Lin Yun perfectly integrated the Bajian and the Shuiyue swordsmanship, and with the Ziyuan Sword Art, he slashed out multiple terrifying sword beams in one breath.

"interesting."

Cao Zhen frowned slightly. He had to say that Lin Yun's kendo skills had already given him some headaches. Compared to yesterday's fierce and domineering style, the burial sword in Lin Yun's hands today has changed a lot, which caught him by surprise.

"Cloud Jue Knife, the knife rolls the residual cloud!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of continuous collisions sounded, and the sword glow contained the surging true essence. Every time the sword was swung out, a gust of wind was rolled up, stirring the animation sky. During the dozens of bombardments, the hurricanes and remnants of clouds that filled Cao Zhen's body had already reached an overwhelming level.

But suddenly, the sword in Lin Yun's hand burst out with an unparalleled killing intent.

The burial foil flashed with light, and another sword slashed out.

Broken clouds!

Shuiyue Swordsmanship, the tenth sword!

Cao Zhen's complexion changed slightly, he flashed quietly, and avoided it. The terrifying sword light suddenly fell on the ancient venue, and immediately split a long ravine.

That Jianmang, castrated, the gully in the dust, forcibly pulled out thousands of meters.

boom!

At the moment when Jianmang stopped, the ground suddenly shook, and a huge pit of hundreds of meters burst out, and the whole mountain trembled for it.

Even if it is only a super-spiritual swordsmanship, even when he has cultivated to the transformation realm, and Lin Yun's hands still show a frightening and terrifying power.

Especially for this tenth sword, if Cao Zhen was a little slower just now, I'm afraid it would be quite uncomfortable.

Everyone looked at Lin Yun, and there was a strange look in their eyes. This Lin Yun's kendo attainment was really scary.

Seeing this scene, Cao Zhen's pupils shrank sharply, and said indifferently: "Your Excellency has a lot of means, but yesterday's Thunderbolt Sword has not yet been used to force me into such a situation, which is really surprising. .But...you should also show some real strength!"

As soon as the voice fell, Cao Zhen's whole body suddenly surged wildly, and the real energy in his body boiled like a vast ocean.

In the blink of an eye, its prestige reached a terrifying level, and a dark cloud covered the top of the sky, and a great chill instantly enveloped the entire venue.

The Yang Profound Realm is complete! Everyone's heart suddenly jumped inexplicably, the Yang Profound Realm was completed, this Cao Zhen actually reached the Yang Profound Realm at the age of less than 20 years.