Chapter 685

Dare to challenge?

Seeing the killing intent in Lin Yun's eyes, Tang Ying was even more angry.

"Little bastard, you'll never know how big the gap between Yin-Yang Realm Dacheng and Yang Profound Realm is. If you didn't want to let you die so easily, you would have been trampled under my feet, kneeling and begging for mercy!"

He was really angry, especially when he sensed that there were other warriors watching the fun hidden in the dark, and the endless anger and killing intent were completely released.

He is confident that he can crush all the leaders under the yin and yang realm, no matter how evil they are.

As long as the Yin-Yang Realm is not broken, he will always be a turkey-like dog in front of him. As long as his power is truly released, Lin Yun can be easily crushed to death.

In the monstrous anger, Tang Ying moved!

call out!

He took a step forward, without using any movement techniques at all, and poured the majestic and thick real energy between his feet. With such a gentle step, the mountain suddenly shook, carrying a violent coercion, and came to Lin Yun.

With a ruthless and ruthless smile, domineering and arrogant, his waving palms are like ancient stars condensed by blood, and they smashed down towards Lin Yun.

Such means are quite rare. He didn't use a sword, but the bloody light in his palm was clearly condensed by a blood-colored sword dance. The fall of this palm not only has the sharpness of the sword intent, but also makes up for the shortcoming that the sword intent is not thick enough.

He wanted a palm, and with one palm, he slapped Lin Yun into flesh.

In order to make up for the humiliation of the middle-aged black-clothed middle-aged man who had just killed Lin Yun in front of him, he wanted to kill Lin Yun with a more cruel and ferocious slaughter.

In the face of this arrogant and domineering palm, Lin Yun's expression was still calm and calm, but two sharp edges suddenly shot out from his eyes. That edge is like electric light almost condensed into essence, he intends not to dodge or avoid, directly resist, fist to flesh, fist to palm.

boom! Long! Long!

The fists and palms handed over, like two volcanoes banging against each other, bursting out dazzling eyes. The shock wave that dissipated was terrifying to a terrifying realm, shaking all directions.

click! click! click!

The ground beneath the two of them exploded suddenly, and countless cracks meandered away, like a ferocious dance of dragons. Countless ancient trees that support the sky and huge rocks, under the tearing of this crack, immediately turned into boundless powder, and the dust was billowing and mighty.

This is an amazing match!

The outsider's eyes showed a strange look of surprise, and the Yin-Yang Realm Dacheng's unreserved shot was still blocked by Lin Yun.

Tang Ying, who was in it, was even more surprised. His palm was quite knowledgeable. As someone else, even a leader of the Yin-Yang Realm Xiaocheng would have to be turned into a muddy mess by him, and he would die without a place to be buried.

But the young man in front of him, who was just a mere Yang Profound Realm master, could actually compete with him!

After the surprise, Tang Ying's eyes suddenly became hot, and he smiled sinisterly: "You kid has a lot of secrets, I will catch you later, torture you, and spit it out for me! Everything you have, I am destined to make a wedding dress for this old man, and I am destined to step on my feet!"

He stared at him, his killing intent and anger increased again, and the two rose into the air and fought again.

Seen from a distance, the battle between the two in mid-air, whether it is the bursting thunder light or the blooming blood mist, looks amazing.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A terrifying vision spreads in the air, and the blazing rays of light make this side of the world shine brightly, making people even more shocked in their hearts.

That young man didn't look like a leader of the younger generation at all, with boundless style and terrifying strength.

Tang Ying was extremely shocked in his heart and could not calm down. He was a great existence in the yin and yang realm. His own true essence has been tempered by the power of yin and yang at the same time, and he has passed the small achievement, promoted to the great achievement, and has produced a qualitative leap.

But now after more than ten moves, he still couldn't take Lin Yun, and he was still fighting.

"That's it!"

Tang Ying roared, he felt humiliated, completely humiliated. It was a shame and humiliation that Lin Yun could not be taken down by more than ten moves, let alone trampling his opponent into a muddy flesh.

Click!

Its pupils seemed to be shattered, blood mist filled the air, and sword light danced around him, and the vision was terrifying.

In the distance, everyone turned pale in shock, realizing that this Iron-blooded Sword Gate could stand still in Yanlongling. I am afraid that there is some background, and there are great forces behind it. The strength displayed by this Tang Ying is already stronger than the ordinary Yin-Yang Dacheng.

The blood sword is like fog, and the blood sword is like a flower!

This can already be regarded as a secret technique, and it is obviously inseparable from the power represented by the young man in white.

"So far? Not necessarily!"

Lin Yun was fearless, running the nine transformations of the Canglong, mobilizing the four dragon patterns. Immediately, there was a dazzling lightning flash on his body, the palm of his hand was thundering, and the sword intent of the peak of perfection burst into the sky and rushed away.

He fused Sword Intent with Canglong Nine Transformations, and pushed his own coercion to the extreme without the sword.

He said that this hatred can never be overcome, never draw a sword.

If you don't kill Tang Ying for a day, you don't need to bury flowers for a day.

boom!

Accompanied by the shocking pressure, the two collided fiercely and fought fiercely in mid-air for hundreds of meters. After landing, they flew into the air again, like two irritable monsters completely killing their eyes.

"Who is this young man? Such a strong sword intent actually suppressed Tang Ying's sword intent, my God!"

"Why does it feel a little familiar, and it looks a bit like the rumored person, Tsing Yi, carrying a sword box, about seventeen or eighteen years old!"

"It's him! He's Lin Yun. Not long ago, he made a big noise at the death auction, defeating many famous burial playboys in one fell swoop. He competed with Qing Ruoyou for the Ziyao Divine Stone, and the evildoers on the list shot at Tianhe, but three moves could not help him. ."

"No wonder so..."

Everyone suddenly realized, and their hearts showed a clear color, and they couldn't help being excited for a while.

Lin Yun's matter can be said to be a commotion in Tianling City, almost no one knows about it, no one knows about it. It was just that that day, after he punched the Xuanyin Bell, his whereabouts were unknown, but he did not expect to appear in Yanlongling and fight against the terrifying existence of Yinyang Realm Dacheng.

"This guy is a ruthless man!"

Everyone's hearts were shocked, seeing a hundred things is better than seeing them at first sight, it is a real experience, what is a monster.

boom!

In mid-air, the visions were repeated, and the thunder and blood mist were fighting violently, and the two were violently killing.

Each is like two heads, one is covered with blood and mist, and the other is thunderous, surging with supreme sword power.

The look in Tang Ying's eyes was a little terrifying. Hundreds of times, the boy's body was like a monster, and his blood was fierce, as if nothing happened. But the corners of his mouth had blood stains overflowing, and he was injured. What was even more terrifying was that even his aura showed signs of being suppressed by the opponent.

This is a real rivalry. Lin Yun, who collided with each other and was reborn, had a very obvious advantage in it.

What terrified him the most was that the other party actually mastered the sword intent of peak perfection, completely suppressing the blood-colored sword fog formed by his own secret technique.

"Damn, enough!"

Tang Ying was very annoyed, and he stopped talking a long time ago. But right now, he was injured, and the other party was still fierce. The big words have swelled his face, which can be described as extremely humiliating.

With a humming sound, he drew his sword out of its sheath. It was an emerald green sword, engraved with many lines, and blooming with a cold light.

Lin Yun's heart skipped a beat, and he stepped back.

This sword should at least be a high-grade treasure, and it has been refined in some evil way, and he is quite sensitive as a mysterious master.

Now that there are no funeral flowers, you have to be a little cautious when you face this sword with empty hands.

"Want to leave now? It's too late. This sword has not been drawn by this old man for ten years. I will take your blood to pay homage today!"

Tang Ying looked grim and sneered again and again. Since he has cultivated for a long time, he will naturally have some reliance. This Biyun sword, which has been contaminated with magic fog, is his trump card, and it will never be pulled out easily.

The next moment, blood mist filled the air, magic light splashed, and black lines appeared on the face of Tang Ying holding the sword.

That long sword, which was as bright as a wash, swayed a boundless gust of wind, stirring up the animation sky. The fall of this sword actually made one side of the world pale, and it was extremely terrifying.

The expressions of the people in the back all changed greatly, and the expressions in their eyes were terrified. This sword is a bit weird!

Lin Yun felt a hint of danger, and the five dragon patterns were called at the same time, and thunder bursts all over his body, like a river. In an instant, the sword was avoided.

Boom!

The place where it stood before was cut into a huge pit by this sword, like an abyss, which seems to be bottomless.

"I said, you will die today! Xiao Xiaoyang Profound Realm, you dare to fight with me, I don't know if you live or die!"

The power of the sword made Tang Ying's confidence skyrocket, and he screamed in the sky.

That blue cloud sword is too terrifying, it must have been refined with a special technique, and it can be called a forbidden weapon. With full exertion, Tang Ying's strength skyrocketed out of thin air, and in an instant, an astonishing blood mist erupted again, rolling away.

Many people saw this scene and sighed.

This old thing is really too shameless. To deal with a junior in the Yang Xuanjing, he even used a forbidden weapon.

Many people think that Lin Yun is worthless. After all, the Jagged Sword Sect has been doing evil for many years, and it has long been unpopular. If someone can kill their deputy sect master, it must be a great joy.

It's just that Lin Yun is very bad now.

Lin Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, but he was not panicked, and he kept dodging while his figure flickered. He is forbearance, he is waiting, waiting for an excellent shot opportunity to change the outcome with one blow.

Let him be arrogant for a while, the higher the jump, the more painful the fall.

"Stinky boy, weren't you crazy just now? Be crazy again, this old man will teach you to be a good person!"

"Dare to take my sword?"

"Aren't you carrying a sword box? Instead, draw your sword and fight this old man!"

With the Biyun Sword in hand, Tang Ying's long hair fluttered, his expression ferocious and smug, he drove Lin Yun to run around, not daring to fight with him. This kind of pleasure makes his heart feel extremely happy, this is the situation he wants.

Rolling, crushing thoroughly, so that the opponent does not even have the power to backhand.

This was the script that Tang Ying wanted to see. I was the only one who was the only one who stomped Lin Yun under his feet and humiliated him endlessly.

Suddenly, a strange light flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, and he was keenly aware that the power of the Biyun sword had weakened for a moment.

He tried several times and found that the other party could not chop the flaws that were deliberately sold. Immediately, his heart was like a mirror, knowing that this forbidden weapon had passed its most ferocious time.

It's now!

Lin Yun's eyes were as bright as electricity, without the slightest hesitation, a shocking dragon roar suddenly burst out of his body. The dragon's roar was deafening and reverberated in all directions.

Canglong Battle Armor!

Immediately, his heart was filled with blood, and the five ancient and ferocious dragon patterns seemed to come alive. Instantly mixed and smelted together, a thick and domineering battle armor, bathed in thunder light from the sky, covered Lin Yun's body.

boom!

The dazzling thunder light turned into a thick beam of light on Lin Yun's body, rising into the sky.

After the Canglong Nine Transformations was promoted to the fourth level, how powerful his physical body was, and now he sacrificed this Canglong armor, the thunder light bathed in his body became even more terrifying.

It took a step forward, as if to tear the void, and a dazzling light erupted.

The right hand covered by the armor was clenched into a fist, like a dragon claw that burst out from the thunder, and instantly knocked the falling Biyun sword into the air. With a contention, the Biyun Sword came out of his hand, and Tang Ying immediately spit out blood.

But the power of this punch is obviously more than that.

It drove straight in, destroying the dry and pulling the rot, and annihilating the vast blood mist on the opponent's body. The blood light burst out, and suddenly there were countless blood flames, flying all over the sky, and blooming like fireworks.

Click!

The sound of broken bones sounded, the blood light dissipated, Lei Mang was restrained, and the rib on Tang Ying's chest was broken and sunk. His clothes were torn apart, his body was ripped apart by lightning, his body was smashed into a bow shape, and it flew out like a cannonball, blood spilled into the sky, and screamed again and again.

Arrogant, arrogant! The young Lin Yun, with his sword unsheathed, seemed to have suppressed an old master of the Yin-Yang Realm with his cultivation at the peak of the Yang Profound Realm.