Chapter 703

The promotion of the Ziyuan Sword Art is much more difficult than the promotion of the cultivation base, but I didn't expect to get an adventure here.

kill!

He leaped into the air, stretched out his arms, and landed on the third Taoist platform. As soon as he fell, there was a sound of dragon and tiger roaring in his body. Before the three stone statues attacked, he took the initiative to fight.

The cloud follows the dragon, the wind follows the tiger, the dragon roars and the tiger roars, the wind and the cloud rise together!

The eleven purple electric dragon pythons wandering around his body transformed into a vision of dragons and tigers roaring. Lin Yun used his long-lost dragon-tiger fist to fight with close quarters and attack strongly.

Since he couldn't draw his sword, Lin Yun could only find another way and come up with all the means.

Although Dragon Tiger Fist is low in power, it can be blessed with Peak Sword Intent and Canglong Sword Power, and relying on his arrogant body is enough to fight.

He thought to understand that the test of these nine levels is whether you have enough means. If you don't have enough means, you can't handle it at all. He walked along, one step at a time. Almost all of the boxing and martial skills that he has learned have been cultivated to the legendary Transformation Realm, which can be picked up and used anytime, anywhere.

When all the three stone sculptures were destroyed, countless light spots flooded in, and the number of purple irises reached an astonishing ninety-five, with two petals skyrocketing in a row.

terrible!

Lin Yun was overjoyed, such an opportunity was truly unprecedented, and his Ziyuan Sword Art might really hit the eleventh level here.

If he can reach the eleventh level, even if he is not promoted to the Yin-Yang Realm, he will be able to easily crush the ordinary masters who have completed the Yin-Yang Realm.

war!

His fighting spirit was surging, his heart was full of blood, and he stepped onto the fourth arena with invincibility.

"Want to draw a sword? Let's wait..."

After a series of battles, Lin Yun had a full understanding of this stone sculpture. As soon as he landed, he raised his hand and slapped it down.

The wind rises for nine days, and the clouds are drunk everywhere!

Big! wind! strength!

A light wind suddenly rose above the Taoist platform. It was not an ordinary wind, but the wind of the beginning of time, one of the six qi of heaven and earth in the ancient times. The gust of wind suddenly appeared, and the entire Taoist platform was shaking violently under this palm.

The four stone statues swayed in the wind, encouraging them to struggle with no time to draw their swords.

die!

With a cold light in his eyes, Lin Yun took a step forward, his fist and sword united, and people took pictures. The person was in the air, and there were four light and shadows, and each light and shadow punched and bombarded the head of the stone sculpture.

Under the pressure of the strong wind, the four stone statues could not move at all, and they were immediately bombed.

Whoosh!

Time was limited and he hardly stayed. Four figures overlapped in midair, and Lin Yun rose from the sky, leaping onto the fifth arena. The shattered light spot chased him, like a flame tail, constantly pouring into his body.

boom!

When he fell, the purple kite rose by one more petal, reaching ninety-six, only four away from the one hundred petals that broke through the eleventh level.

"This kid has a lot of tricks."

The remnant soul in the broken sword fragment was secretly surprised. It seemed that he was young, but the skills and secret techniques he could master were terrifying. And it's not just the point and the end, all are proficient and easy to integrate.

It's not because they can't chew too much, but they complement each other and promote each other, and the power of various means of fusion increases.

However, after reaching the fifth level, Lin Yun's speed slowed down.

The five stone sculptures can cooperate with each other to form a simple sword formation, and the pressure suddenly increases greatly under the blessing of the sword formation. But once the level is successful, the benefits obtained also skyrocket, which is already five times that of the first level.

After a long time, Lin Yun was dyed in blood and fell on the ninth Taoist platform.

Whoa!

The moment he fell, a chill jumped up from his toes, and he couldn't help shivering.

"It's so cold."

Lin Yun's complexion changed slightly, and under the attack of the cold, he felt that his true essence was somewhat restricted. The blood in the whole body seems to be frozen, and the cold air is overflowing in the flow.

Weird!

Lin Yun's spirit suddenly became more nervous than ever. This level was very terrifying, many times more difficult than the previous eight levels combined.

The nine stone statues standing in different directions are all wearing battle armor, and the swords in their hands are all extraordinary. When it comes out of the sheath, I am afraid that the stone will be shocking and the edge will be unparalleled.

"Eight thousand years of fame and dust, nine thousand miles of sword light! The bright moon lasts forever, and the sword sect is immortal!"

Just as they were in shock, the nine stone statues came to life one after another, and the stone patterns on their faces receded little by little, turning into living people, and they spoke at the same time.

The ancient voice of vicissitudes resounded in their mouths. Nine people wore purple armor, their long hair fluttered in the wind, and their sword intent was full of consummation.

"This?"

Lin Yun stood upside down with hair all over his body, his expression extremely solemn.

Click!

Nine clanging sounds rang out, nine long swords were unsheathed, and the sword light was dazzling like a bright moon in the air. Between each other, they kept shaking, Lin Yun's eyes were dazzled, and his mind appeared in a trance for a moment.

kill!

In this moment of trance, nine purple armored swordsmen killed them at the same time. With each strike, they aimed directly at Lin Yun's vital point, and in one breath, sealed all his escape routes.

The fierce innate sword intent, crisscrossed, controlled Lin Yun like a cage.

Damn it!

Lin Yun woke up with a start, cursed, and then shouted angrily.

Buddhist Seven Killing Seals!

Between the electric light and flint, his hands formed a seal. When the imprint was formed, the majestic killing intent was superimposed seven times, and the heavy killing intent immediately dissipated like water.

Ka Ka Ka!

The cages intertwined with many innate sword intents smashed with the waves and shattered.

The nine purple armored swordsmen who flew down from the air suddenly seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and their movements became extremely rigid. But the sword intent on them is terrifyingly tyrannical, and the will is even more astonishing. Covered in purple clothes like jade, the sword light burst out, wanting to use force to shatter this monstrous killing intent.

Seven killing fists, the common people are angry!

Lin Yun had no way out, he was already dead, and he had to do his best.

He burst into the air, and his face was extremely angry in an instant, hideous like a beast, and even bloodstains burst out on his face, and his face was extremely distorted. The anger in the eyes is like reality, forming two condensed flames, which burst out from the eyes.

boom!

This punch was in mid-air, and the purple armored swordsman who was closest to him flew out fiercely.

Seven Killing Fist, blame the gods for injustice!

Roar! He looked up to the sky and howled furiously, and in the whistling sound, resentment gathered in the sky, and there were bursts of wailing and whining, as if it came from the mouths of thousands of people. Thousands of miles of red land, bones like mountains, blood gushing into rivers, this is a purgatory on earth, Lin Yun looked from the sea of ​​corpses and blood, carrying boundless grievances, soaring into the sky

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As soon as the purple armored swordsman landed, he stepped forward and hit his chest. The battle armor that had been blasted with cracks in the chest was poured into it by the surging fist before it could be restored.

click! click! click!

The traces of the war armor cracked, and then spread all over the body, and the cracks overflowed with electric light. In the end, the crack continued to expand, with a bang, and it shattered completely.

The armor is destroyed!

Lin Yun was overjoyed, this armor is very extraordinary at first glance, and it is comparable to his Canglong battle body. If there is no sword in hand, it is really difficult to deal with, but once it is destroyed, it will obviously be much easier.

"Boy, you only have one stick of incense left."

At this moment, a faint voice sounded from the broken sword fragments, and an incense was lit at the end of the Nine Buddhas Daotai.

Lin Yun was slightly distracted, and he destroyed the armor. There was a swordsman in purple with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. Immediately taking this opportunity to dodge back, his body was surging with light, and a new battle armor was being condensed.

kill!

At the same time, two swordsmen in purple armor struggled out of the thick quagmire formed by the gathering of killing intent. With a cold drink, each shot and killed him.

Lin Yun had long expected that the quagmire formed by the superposition of his own killing intent would not be able to be trapped for too long for those who mastered the innate sword intent.

He just wanted to stab and kill a swordsman in purple armor, so the pressure would be much less.

It's a bit of a hassle right now...

Lin Yun's heart was thumping and beating wildly, his whole body was churning with blood, and with a glance, he met the two swordsmen who were killing him.

What about trouble? At this point, he will definitely fight to the death and fight to the end.