Chapter 620

If you are not serious, you may really die!

The bloody armor that burst suddenly, followed by a drop of rain and dew, forced Ji Wuye to draw his sword instantly.

The situation changed in an instant, which was really unexpected.

Everyone on the edge of Kushuohai was speechless, not only Ji Wuye, but also Lin Yun was not weak at all.

The seemingly inconspicuous raindrops just now contained sword intent, and I was afraid that if any one who was a perfect Yang Profound Realm leader would be crushed into a puddle of flesh.

Being able to draw his sword to block this drop of rain in an instant in the ignoring situation of the explosion of the battle armor, Ji Wuye's strength is also needless to say.

These two people are worthy of the last two people who can really reach the end, and there is no fluke along the way.

Ji Wuye wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, stuck out his tongue and licked it a few times, his already ferocious face became more and more evil.

"You can push me to this point, no wonder you can walk all the way in front of me, at least Qin An and Pei Yue can't do it."

Ji Wuye raised his head and stared at Lin Yun with bloodshot eyes. It was a little stunned at first, and then he grinned, cold and strange.

Lin Yun's complexion changed slightly, but the Purple Kite Sword Art in his body was running frantically, and the fierce silver real essence was rushing in his body. Continuing to resolve, the blood evil that had penetrated into the opponent's fist before.

In the previous fight, it seemed that his sword stance had never been broken, but the blood of the opponent had penetrated more or less.

The blood evil is extremely sharp and difficult to deal with. If it weren't for his amazing sword intent, he would have greater restraint against such evil things. I'm afraid that even with this skill, all the internal organs will be cut apart abruptly.

Even so, he was severely injured.

No matter from which point of view, Ji Wuye in front of him is the strongest person he has encountered since Ku Shuohai.

The opponent initially fought with fists. Lin Yun was not weak physically, and he mastered the forbidden boxing technique Seven Killing Boxing. If possible, they will meet the enemy with fists.

But the gap in cultivation is too great, even if the origin of the Purple Yuan Sword Art is astounding, it cannot completely make up for it. The cultivation of the other party is not only as simple as the perfection of the peak of the Yang Profound Realm, but in terms of the strength of the true essence, it is not inferior to some powerhouses who have just entered the Yin and Yang Realm.

If he really met the enemy with his fists, the flaws in his sword stance would be forced out by the opponent with this strong cultivation base within ten moves.

Fortunately, the burial flower was promoted to a treasure, and his sword intent was not, it looked like an innate success.

Otherwise, it is really hard to say whether the bloody battle armor can be broken.

The smile on Ji Wuye's face became thicker and thicker, and it seemed quite strange. The more this is the case, the more anger in his heart is revealed. Lin Yun broke his bloody armor and was forced to draw his sword, but it was never the situation he wanted to see.

Lin Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling an extremely dangerous aura that was spreading from the other side.

It was said that the other party had reached the peak of the Yang Profound Realm a year and a half ago, but during this year and a half, his mind was all focused on the cultivation of blood evil.

The cultivation base does not seem to have risen, but the strength has been improving.

"If you wish, I'll be more serious..."

The scarlet light in Ji Wuye's eyes suddenly soared, and then a monstrous blood light like a storm swept out of his body frantically. In an instant, the lake illuminated by the starry sky dimmed a little under the force of this bloody light.

The storm-like blood light, with endless killing intent, shrouded the lake on this side.

In an instant, under this blood light, it seemed to be isolated from the outside world. Lin Yun was surprised to find that even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that permeated the air was as thick as it was difficult to dissolve and could not be absorbed, like an enchantment where only blood evil existed.

Not only that, but at the moment when the blood light shrouded, there was endless negative clarity that kept impacting Lin Yun's will. There are even many illusions, some people killed by Ji Wuye, roaring and roaring in his mind.

The illusion, both true and false, was impacting Lin Yun's mind all the time.

A little careless, it will collapse.

In Ji Wuye's eyes, blood was bursting, and under this monstrous blood, he was like an evil spirit crawling out of hell.

"This is the blood demon prison that I am going to deal with the evildoers in the inner list. It can also be regarded as an eye-opener for you to know what is in the sky. Your talent in kendo is indeed rare in my life, but it is still very immature, and the blood prison is not scattered. I'm undefeated!"

Ji Wuye stared at Lin Yun with sharp eyes, and the smile on his face became even more hideous.

Lin Yun looked at the blood prison in front of him with a solemn expression, and he could clearly feel it, not only the impact of the illusion. Being in it, his sword intent seemed to be completely isolated from the world, and the innate sword intent was restricted everywhere.

On the other hand, looking at the other party, the sword body that was filled with blood light in his hand was constantly bursting with terrifying evil spirits.

"sharp……"

Lin Yun had to say in his heart that the other party did have some skills. It was no wonder that he was in the sea of ​​​​withered hands. With the fierce name of the bloody butcher, he did not even have the courage to push backhands.

This blood demon prison is many times more difficult than the previous blood light armor.

"Die!"

The blood sword in Ji Wuye's hand, the cold light is lingering, exudes an extremely cold breath, and the figure flashes, and it is cut down fiercely.

Suddenly, there was a piercing sound of breaking through the air, and a blood-colored sword light nearly a hundred feet solidified in an instant, slashing towards Lin Yun at an astonishing speed.

Looking at the falling sword light, Lin Yun frowned slightly. The opponent's sword light was falling, and the power was still increasing. If this sword is cut down, with the strength of Qin An and Pei Yue, I am afraid that they will be severely injured immediately.

The might of this sword is not inferior to his tyrannical sword.

Lin Yun's mind moved slightly, and the burial flower in his hand suddenly burst into a dazzling light. Two rays of light lingered in it, like the sun and the moon fighting each other, and his sword stance climbed to an appalling level.

Bang!

The sword glow contained a shocking blood, and it slashed down and slashed on the funeral flower raised by Lin Yun. The sound of handover sounded like thunder, and a sharp sword light spread out.

Lin Yun was slashed by this sword for more than ten steps, and there were slight cracks in the huge sword power on his body...

"The show has just begun!"

Seeing that Lin Yun's sword strength finally showed a flaw, Ji Wuye's eyes narrowed slightly, and his smile became more and more hideous.

The opponent is bullying with the sword. Once the sword is broken, it will rely on the advantage of the cultivation base to crush the level. Ji Wuye was confident that with a direct punch, Lin Yun was smashed to death.

It was another loud shout, and blood mist like tentacles burst out from all over his body again, and it continued to disperse.

Accompanied by the swept blood light, a roar resounded like a ghost crying and wolf howling in the blood prison covering this side of the world.

Ji Wuye's aura was like a rainbow, and he kept approaching, the sword in his hand slashed wildly.

After ten strokes, there were suddenly countless lingering blood mists in the air, condensing into a blood sword with a cold light. The generation of each blood sword is like a shrill cry from hell, with a hiss that splits the lungs.

Such a terrifying picture, let alone fighting with it, just being in the depths is enough to scare many people into weak legs.

"Blood swords are like abyss!"

In the flash of red light all over his body, Ji Wuye's long hair fluttered and screamed.

Suddenly, the hundreds of blood swords with fierce sword glow and endless resentment, overwhelming the sky and rolling down. In the blink of an eye, the resentment carried by Jianmang seemed to evolve into a bloody abyss out of thin air, shrouding Lin Yun.

Lin Yun looked up, his face changed slightly.

This is the first time I have seen it, the great danger, if it is really buried in it, with his sword intent, there may not be a chance to smash the sea-like resentment.

I am afraid that the soul and heart will be swallowed up in an instant. Those are all real grievances.

They were all people who died under Ji Wuye's sword. Their grievances before their death had already been distorted by anger and hatred, and they wanted to bury everything they encountered.

Seven Profound Steps, take pictures of people passing by!

As the golden black seal bloomed, Lin Yun took a step forward among the lightning and flint, leaving nine afterimages in an instant.

Domineering sword, rush to thunder and cut electricity!

Before it was over, every afterimage erupted with a shocking thunderous momentum, and then a sword hit everywhere.

boom!

The silver sword lights condensed by the vast electric light instantly illuminated the dark blood prison, and then the nine sword lights intertwined, and at the same time pierced the bloody abyss that fell.

what! what! what! what!

For a time, screams continued, and sword shadows continued to dissipate in the blood-colored abyss, and were burned by electric light to emit a lot of stench of black smoke.

The terrifying blood-colored abyss was fixed in mid-air by nine interlaced sword beams, unable to fall.

Like a huge rotting corpse, nine swordsmen pierced through the void, standing in the air, unable to move.

But even so, there are still a lot of scattered blood-colored sword lights, falling on Lin Yun, making a sizzling sound, corroding the flesh and blood.

Lin Yun danced with his sword in hand, not daring to relax at all.

"Actually fell in the crotch..."

Ji Wuye's eyes flashed with surprise, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again, and he said coldly: "Look how long you can hold on, blood prison prisoner of the dragon!"

The man was in the air, and the sword in his hand shook violently.

boom!

The pierced blood-colored abyss spread out in an instant, and the countless squirming blood lights condensed into a huge blood net, which broke free from Lin Yun's rushing thunder and lightning, and closed it towards him.

Roar!

Under the control of Ji Wuye, the terrifying blood net erupted with continuous ups and downs, and countless evil spirits filled the air. No matter how fast Lin Yun retreated, it seemed inevitable in this blood prison. .

In the blink of an eye, the blood net covered Lin Yun and began to shrink wildly.

Before they were completely close together, Lin Yun felt a tingling pain all over his body. Rao is because his body is amazing, I am afraid that once he is trapped, the end will be quite miserable.

clang! clang! clang!

One after another sword light slashed on the blood net, bursting with sparks, but to no avail.

Ji Wuye looked indifferently, everything Lin Yun did was a fearless struggle in his eyes.

"It's time to end..."

After a while, Ji Wuye said lightly.

It should have been over long ago. From the moment he laid down the Blood Demon Prison, Lin Yun was destined to be only his plaything.

"Are you going to lose?"

On the edge of Kushuohai, many people looked at the starry sky, and said with a sad expression about the predicament Lin Yun faced in the blood demon prison.

Liu Yunyan's face was pale, and the jade hand clenched tightly was trembling.

"You still have to lose..."

Mo Ling's expression was melancholy, and there was an inescapable sadness in his eyes.

Zhang Yuan was on the side, but he let out a long sigh of relief in his heart. After all, Lin Yun was defeated by Ji Wuye.

Otherwise, it really makes him a little unacceptable.

"Still struggling? Hehe..."

Seeing Lin Yun, still did not give up, Ji Wuye's smile gradually became more mocking. This blood net is far from being as simple as it looks, and it is a very terrifying method in itself. When it is sacrificed in this blood demon prison, its power is even more multiplied.

Many people don't know that he once used this ultimate move to kill a yin and yang elder from an overlord-level force.

hum!

However, at the moment when the mockery at the corner of his mouth just appeared, a loud sword chant suddenly burst out from Lin Yun's body. The silver purple irises in the Zifu slowly reversed, and during the rotation, the petals floated out of the body and transformed into a dazzling silver sword shadow.

In the blink of an eye, these ninety-four sword shadows formed an ancient sword formation around Lin Yun.

In the desperate situation in front of him, the young man was wearing a green shirt, but his expression was unprecedentedly cold. Ziyuan sword formation, peerless!