Chapter 572

The Yang Profound Realm is complete!

When Cao Zhen showed his true cultivation, the violent and wild sword stance made the whole sky inexplicably dim.

Without giving Lin Yun a chance to catch his breath, he soared into the air, and when he raised his hand, he stirred the vast sea of ​​​​clouds, like a vast mountain, with a majestic atmosphere.

Its potential is like a mountain, majestic and huge!

Did you finally show your cards?

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

Lin Yun's expression did not waver, and a majestic and rough outline of a purple iris flower suddenly bloomed behind him. The sword power on his body rose, and the purple iris sword art burst out frantically. When he raised his eyes, the buried flower in his hand was like a dream, and a sword stabbed out.

Bang!

The vast sea of ​​clouds was piled up, and the thick sword light like a mountain fell from the sky and pressed down on the burial foil sword. On the top of this giant mountain, the ancient venue that had existed for a long time was trembling, bursting open, and then forming a series of terrifying ravines, crisscrossing each other.

In the dust, countless gravels rose into the air. The spiritual formation below the venue, under the shocking blow of these two people, bloomed with all kinds of gorgeous brilliance, and it seemed that it could not withstand such a violent blow.

Such an amazing scene, everyone who watched it took a deep breath.

Before, everyone vaguely guessed that Cao Zhen might have the strength of the Yang Profound Realm. But I can't feel how terrifying this Yang Profound Realm is.

At the moment, the power of this knife almost smashed the entire venue into pieces, only to feel this shock and shock.

But what was even more surprising was that Lin Yun, with his perfect cultivation in the Yin Profound Realm, managed to barely block the sword light after releasing the secret of Moan Na Fang Hua.

Although he was a little embarrassed and was smashed and flew out, Lin Yun was not seriously injured after this shocking blow.

As an ordinary person, under such a huge gap in realm, I am afraid that it will be torn apart with a single knife.

For a while, countless gazes captured Lin Yun's figure through the soaring dust.

When the dust gradually dissipated and his figure was revealed, Lin Yun had multiple stab wounds on his body, and cold blood seeped out through the blue robe. That Tsing Yi, at this moment, turned blood red in the blink of an eye.

Whoa!

When they saw this scene, a lot of noises spread out, and many people shook their heads secretly.

"It's scary... Although this knife was caught, it was still a bit reluctant."

"In the end, it was the evildoer that Beixue Mountain Villa deliberately cultivated. After showing his true cultivation, he wounded Lin Yun to such a degree."

"In this battle, there is not much suspense."

... The people of Tianfu Academy, Tang Yu, Mo Ling, Liu Yunyan, Mu Xue and others, flashed worry in their eyes at the same time. The gap between the realm and cultivation base is still a little too big. Yesterday, Lin Yun was young and the sword was blooming. He was able to forcibly regret Luo Shen and Chen Yu on the real yuan, and even cooperated with the sword intent.

enough to have a slight advantage.

But today, in the face of this unreserved Cao Zhen, the gap is still a bit obvious.

The ancient Qigong Ziyuan Sword Art has its own advantages against the sky, allowing Lin Yun to defeat ten with one attack, and to suppress his opponent with sword intent. But if the realm is too different, it is still too reluctant.

"With this level of strength, if you want to challenge Cao Zhen, the people from Tianfu Academy are too taken for granted."

"It's not an opponent at all, the gap is too big."

There are people from Zilu Academy, who saw this scene, and immediately showed a happy expression, and said with a little interest.

Only the old man in purple, the leader of the team, with a cautious face, said lightly: "Don't be too happy, Cao Zhen really took advantage of this knife, but Lin Yun didn't suffer too much. However, there are some skin injuries. Forget it, with his physical cultivation, he still has the power to fight!"

The other elders with considerable eyesight did not look too relaxed. After all, until the last moment, no one knew what would happen.

But right now, my heart is a little more settled.

Even if Lin Yun had a fortuitous encounter, in front of Cao Zhen, who had reached the Yang Profound Realm, he still did not get any advantage.

"Your sword technique is quite impressive."

In the field, Cao Zhen looked at Lin Yun who landed in the distance, and said softly. This knife with full firepower, even the leader of the same realm, would not dare to carry it rashly.

But Lin Yun not only carried it down, but was only slightly injured, which really made him a little impressed.

"This cultivation base is really terrible..."

Lin Yun looked at the injuries on his body, his face was cold and even more severe. After he was promoted to the Purple Mansion, to be precise, it was the first time that he suffered such a big loss in the battle of True Yuan.

The two sides each made a move, and neither of them used martial skills, and the gap was obvious.

Even if the four of them added up yesterday, I'm afraid it wouldn't be enough for this person to cut. His knife was no worse than his own funeral foil.

"You did surprise me a bit, but... this is just the beginning!"

Cao Zhen snorted coldly, and suddenly, his figure disappeared in place again.

In the dilapidated venue, the two fought again.

Lin Yun's face was dignified, and under the frantic urging of the Ziyuan Sword Art, the Burial Foil Sword erupted into a sky-shattering sword potential, madly clashing with the violent and cold sword light.

"The Yang Profound Realm is complete..."

However, after more than ten moves, Lin Yun felt that it was gradually exhausting. He had already noticed that the opponent had been promoted to the Yang Profound Realm for some time, and his cultivation base was stable. The real essence is vast and thick, and in a single thought, the violent real essence will erupt in an endless stream like a volcano.

If it weren't for him refining the Qiankun Biyun Dan, condensing the true essence again, and having secret techniques such as Moment of Youth, it would make the flowers bloom.

I'm afraid that if you can't make three moves, you will be defeated.

Right now, along with the purple irises that were blooming and slowly reversing in the Purple Palace, with the blessing of the sword intent, the might of his sword was barely able to compete with the Yang Profound Realm Dacheng.

But this state of affairs cannot last.

The other party's true essence is strong and mighty, and if he continues to entangle him like this, he will be forced to death sooner or later.

"Have you been shaken? If you feel scared, you should admit defeat as soon as possible, otherwise, the knife in my hand will not show any mercy."

Seemingly aware of the fluctuations in Lin Yun's heart, Cao Zhen's eyes flashed a ruthless look, and in the cold shout, the light of the sword was like electricity, constantly bombarding out.

Rolling the blade of the boundless sea of ​​clouds, with the sharp whistling sound of the blade breaking through the air, the blade in Cao Chen's hand evolved, and the sound of thousands of troops crossing the border and the tsunami echoed in the four directions of the world, deafening.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

The thunder-like sword light exploded, and in the gust of wind, the outline of the majestic purple iris above Lin Yun's head, faintly cracked.

Many masters watching the battle changed their expressions slightly, and saw some clues.

"This Cao Zhen is really terrifying. Lin Yun's innate sword intent didn't get much benefit in front of his cloudless swordsmanship."

"When the purple iris flower derived from the cloud above Lin Yun's head shatters, it is estimated that he will not be far from defeat."

"Jueyun Dao... It's a bit mysterious to say, the word Jueyun is quite ingenious. Could it be that if Tian Ke Lin Yun can't make it, he's coming to destroy Lin Yunyun!"

The situation on the field was a little bit in favor of Cao Zhen, and gradually, no matter how poor his eyesight was, he could see that Lin Yun's situation was very bad.

But only Cao Zhen in the center of the venue felt a little irritable, and Lin Yun pushed the Ziyuan Sword Art to the limit. The sword is like a violent storm, like a huge wave rushing into the sky, showing the sharpness that a swordsman can exert to the fullest.

Even though he has a considerable advantage, he is quite afraid to move rashly.

Once you are a little careless, you may be injured by the opponent's sword. Once injured, it is not as simple as a minor injury.

That kind of fierce sword glow is always there, and it is possible to turn the tide of the battle.

"It's not over!"

Cao Zhen's eyes flashed with icy anger, and after all, he was a little impatient. In the shouting, the sword light in the sky suddenly condensed into a roaring icy python, the python opened its huge mouth, and the blood hole fangs exuded endless chills, swooping down.

That icy python, ferocious and terrifying, was so huge that it almost traversed most of the venue. As this knife fell, it was like an ancient beast reappearing.

"Oops!"

The expressions of the people in Tianfu Academy suddenly changed greatly. Cao Zhen suddenly resorted to the ultimate move, which was a bit unexpected.

Across the distance of several kilometers, you can feel how chilling the giant python, which is condensed by the sword light in the sky, is penetrating.

Lin Yun, who was the first to bear the brunt, didn't know how much pressure he would face.

"Light of the Bright Moon!"

Lin Yun's pupils shrank suddenly, his whole body was full of real energy, and the burial foil in his hand shone like a moon. A majestic and magnificent moonlight, divided into nine, condensed into nine beams of silver sword lights, and swayed out.

The sword glow is like a blazing bright moon, it has already erupted, and there is a full moonlight sweeping the sky and covering the ground.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

When the nine beams of sword light rose into the sky and collided with the ice giant python, there was a continuous clash of sounds, resounding in this world.

Underfoot was a dilapidated venue, which was completely torn apart, and terrifying pits could be seen everywhere. The rocks splashed, and in the aftermath, the two figures clashed again, forming a terrifying aftermath that turned into a gust of wind, and swept out wave after wave of madness.

In the gust of wind, the eyes of many spectators narrowed slightly, their expressions were extremely shocking, and the depths of their hearts filled with panic.

horrible!

terrible!

The battle between the sword light and the sword light was shocking, and such a terrifying power was completely unimaginable for two teenagers under 20 to display.

boom!

On the top of this giant mountain, in this vast venue, there was another loud noise like thunder between the heaven and the earth, and the two were separated like lightning in the turbulent real energy.

Swish!

Countless eyes fell on the two of them instantly, daring not to miss the slightest.

"I really didn't expect that with your cultivation level, you can still make me work so hard. But... the things that Zilu Academy wanted to get back 20 years ago were finally retrieved in my hands, and no one could stop them."

Cao Zhen's expression was solemn, and an icy edge shot out from his eyes.

"Then ask me about the sword in my hand, yes or no."

Lin Yun raised his eyebrows, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. But the unyielding fighting intent in his eyes, the burial foil sword in his hand that was still clanging, answered clearly. The funeral flowers are here, never admit defeat!