Click!
The sword light shattered, and Mars radiated in all directions.
In the twisted light curtain on the Rising Dragon Stage, the two figures quickly pulled away, each retreating dozens of steps. After another battle, Lin Yun and Ji Feng were evenly matched again.
In the viewing seat, everyone was shocked when they saw this scene.
This result obviously exceeded a lot of expectations, and it was not without the one-sided situation that everyone imagined. Lin Yun, who sacrificed the perfect innate sword intent, with the blessing of the Ziyuan Sword Art, and with the support of the exquisite swordsmanship, did not lose at all.
Jifeng's advantage in cultivation was not shown at all, and Lin Yun's sword intent was too strong.
Looking at the ancient South China region, there are only two or three young leaders who can comprehend the Innate Sword Intent and reach the peak of perfection. To be more specific, Li Mubai of Tianjianzong and Nangong Wanyu of Beixue Mountain Villa may be among the top players in the competition.
But these two are without exception, all of them are ranked in Nanhua Qiying, and their rankings are higher than Jifeng. On the Rising Dragon Stage, Ji Feng's face was a little ugly, and he didn't dare to look down on him in the slightest. The flaming fire on his body continued to condense layer by layer, and in the blink of an eye, an astonishing heat wave swept out, and in an instant, the ground burst into a terrifying fire, floating in the air.
Yang's sparks are condensed into beads, and the rays of light are bright.
"Light of Spark!"
When the momentum climbed to the peak, Jifeng launched the offensive again, and his body was like electricity. The five fingers clenched the fist, and the burning fire was as bright as the stars, all the way, the shocking air buzzed and burst.
The sword intent merged with the sky, the wind and clouds changed color, and the ripples in the air continuously squeezed out the power of the opponent's flames. Lin Yun took a step forward, holding the funeral foil sword in both hands and slashing out fiercely.
"Bajian, the stars explode!"
Boom!
Sparks splattered, thunder light burst, sword qi vertical and horizontal, and fists exploded. The fist light condensed by the flame and the thunder light derived from the sword intent were like two stars colliding fiercely. For a time, the heaven and the earth trembled violently.
In the eyes of all the policemen, Ji Feng was directly shaken out, and Lin Yun swayed like a mountain, but under the operation of Canglong Nine Transformations, he just didn't take a step back.
"Seven profound steps, take pictures of people passing by!"
In the roar of dragon roar in his body, Lin Yun stabilized his figure, not waiting for the opponent to land and take the lead. In the flash, seven afterimages were separated, and each afterimage was washed with dazzling golden light, and each waved eighteen sword lights.
Suddenly, countless sword lights criss-crossed, and the golden light flickered incessantly, making people dazzled, and it was impossible to tell which afterimage was real and which was fake.
"act recklessly!"
The fire in Jifeng's eyes was blazing, and in the blink of an eye, he identified his true body and ran rampantly. It was like a mountain range rising from the ground, rushing wildly all the way, knocking back many sword lights directly, and then raising his hand and punching it fiercely.
But just when the fist light was about to fall, Lin Yun's figure was changing, pushing his true essence to the limit, and the photo of people passing by was unfolded again.
boom!
The seven afterimages on the stage suddenly spread out like flowers, and seven afterimages, seventy-seven and forty-nine afterimages, were derived from each shaking. Actions, expressions and even sword moves are different, or they are laughing, or angry, or calm as water, or crazy.
The originally determined Jifeng's mind was suddenly confused for a moment, and at the moment of hesitation, the forty-nine afterimage swordsmen killed each other from different directions.
The icy sword's edge made Jifeng's entire body stand upright, and a chill immediately rose up and down his entire body.
"court death!"
Ji Feng was furious and didn't bother to look for Lin Yun's true body any more, and both fists came out, the originally powerful fists swept out like a firestorm.
click! click! click!
The bursting fist smashed the afterimages directly, and there was almost no dead angle in such a violent attack. But how terrifying the prestige of the original single fist light suddenly separated, the lethality is bound to weaken a lot.
Lin Yun's eyes narrowed slightly. In his eyes, Ji Feng's movements slowed down, and a tiny flaw appeared in the perfect flame fist.
Such flaws are fleeting, as long as there is a momentary opportunity, if one misses a hit, he will soon be awakened by Jifeng.
"kill!"
Lin Yunzhen resisted a fist with his right shoulder, and at the same time, the funeral flower rose from the bottom up, like a crescent moon. The sharp sword body, combined with the consummate Innate Sword Intent at its peak, was radiated to the extreme under the blessing of the Ziyuan Sword Art.
Jifeng's complexion changed slightly, he had exhausted his moves and could not change, so he had to retreat. He retreated quickly, but Lin Yun's sword was faster!
The sword light swept across like a cold moon, and the real essence on Jifeng's right arm was directly cut open, and a strip of blood appeared on his arm.
"Damn!"
Jifeng's complexion changed slightly, the blood on his arm looked terrifying, but it was only a layer of skin torn. But for swordsmen, if they catch the flaw, they will try their best to expand the flaw.
Especially for a swordsman of Lin Yun's level, it's hard to imagine what the consequences will be. The person was in mid-air, changing like lightning, changing seven positions in a row in one breath, and every time he paused, he punched, and the volcano gushing out of the fist blocked all the routes that Lin Yun could chase.
A series of actions were completed in the blink of an eye, and the people watching were stunned and unbelievable.
"So fast."
A strange look flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, and he was quite surprised, but his heart was even more passionate, and this was the real battle.
Seven Profound Steps, the Golden Crow spreads its wings!
Jifeng had just landed, and there was a flash of golden light in front of him, and Lin Yun's figure disappeared.
"die!"
Almost at the moment of disappearance, Jifeng's terrifying fist slammed into the past, directly knocking Lin Yun back, as if Lin Yun took the initiative to bump into it. The fist exploded, as if a volcano was shattering, and countless flames and rocks rolled down, as if the vastness was smashed with holes.
The flames on the Shenglong stage suddenly burst into the sky, and the surrounding lake water was already boiling, and the people who watched the huge scene were terrified.
"act recklessly."
Jifeng snorted coldly, but the next moment his expression changed, and he looked around and saw that Lin Yun was not at all on the Rising Dragon Stage.
where do i come from!
When Lin Yun appeared, a sword light pierced through the void, scattered the flames in the sky, and stabbed him on his right shoulder.
Click!
The body-protecting real essence shattered, and the sword stabbed immediately with blood overflowing, but it was about to go a step further. However, Ji Feng gritted his teeth and roared, and he was shocked back.
hum!
The entire body of the burial foil was bent, and then with a sudden flick, Lin Yun took the sword with him, stretched out his arms and retreated, but Jifeng's counterattack was in vain.
Another shot!
The scene was deadly silent, and this kind of battle was really shocking, in the eyes of others. Jifeng is really amazing, if they faced Lin Yun's sword light, the entire arm would be destroyed with just one sword, and by this sword, half of his body would be chopped off.
But Jifeng insisted on holding on, whether it was the ferocious blood line on his arm or the wound on his shoulder, it wasn't actually fatal.
But everything seems so wrong...
"Damn, what's the matter, I saw that this Jifeng was suppressed by Lin Yun, it's too exaggerated."
"Unbelievable, Lin Yun's swordsmanship is too strong, this person is really a swordsman wizard, it's unbelievable. Who can do that? Relying on his swordsmanship, he suppressed Jifeng in Nanhua Qiying, which is too exaggerated. ."
"Jifeng is not weak, and it is not a disadvantage. The odds of winning are still hard to say."
"It's too fast. It's really hard to watch these two fight. I'm afraid this heart will really jump out."
After the silence, there were repeated exclamations in the spectator seats, and many people invariably said several times that it was too exaggerated.
It's really that this battle is too thrilling and exciting, not only the ordinary leaders, but even those senior masters are stunned and completely shocked.
Seeing that Lin Yun relied on the consummate Innate Sword Intent at the peak, and with the movement technique and sword moves of the Transformation Realm, he kept killing one after another. Jifeng was stabbed several times in succession, although the root bone was never really injured each time.
But if things go on like this, it's only a matter of time before Lin Yun catches a loophole.
"Heaven Extinguishing Star Fist!"
From the boundless white clouds in the sky, there was a sound like an iceberg breaking.
The unbearable Jifeng let out a loud cry, and almost instantly, the flames surging all over his body have condensed into a ball of dazzling fire in his right fist. When the fireball appeared, a pair of Suzaku wings condensed by flames appeared behind Jifeng, and spread out with a bang.
The killer move is out!
It belongs to Nanhua Qiying's ultimate move. This is a hole card that can only be seen in the final qualifying battle, and it appears early in the knockout round.
Nangong Wanyu, Juechen and the others, who saw this scene from the audience, changed their expressions slightly, and there was a look of surprise in their eyes. What's going on, this Lin Yun is really so strong, to actually force Jifeng into such a field.
The suffocating killer move rushes in in a flash.
Can't avoid it?
Lin Yun just glanced at it and saw that this ultimate move was so powerful that it was absolutely impossible to avoid it by relying on his movement skills alone, and he would suffer a big loss.
Then fight!
In the mid-air, Lin Yun turned in half a circle, his arms spread out, and he flew into the air again like a golden crow. Seeing that the extremely exaggerated fireball was about to fall, the burial foil sword clenched with five fingers slammed into it.
Overlord, the rising sun is like fire!
A dazzling light suddenly shone from Lin Yun's body, an unrivaled sword force burst forth, and a fiery red morning sun pierced out of the burial flower in his hand.
Boom! What a terrifying sword this is, the boundless sword force evolves into a terrifying fireball, which is a fiery red morning sun. The consummate Innate Sword Intent at its peak has evolved into the eye-catching morning light. The morning light turns the sky bright red like blood.
Extinguished blood.
That was Lin Yun's heart of Xiangjian, who was inexorable and fearless in life and death.
Two rounds of fireballs collided in mid-air and made an earth-shattering sound of explosion. The scorching light illuminated the huge venue. On the vast Jiulong Lake, the waves are shimmering, and the battles on the other Shenglong platforms at this moment are all overshadowed, and there is no light.
The leaders who were still fighting in the major arenas were all stunned and looked over involuntarily.
This kind of light is too bright.
hum!
But in this boundless dazzling light, a ray of sword light burst out, and this sword pierced all the light. That was the center of the two rounds of fireball explosions. Lin Yun burst out of the air with a funeral flower in his hand. In a flash, the sword light touched Jifeng's chest.
Click!
Under the unparalleled destructive power, the flame condensed by the real essence on Jifeng's body was immediately shattered, and the body protection real essence was broken.
Pfft!
A mouthful of blood spit out, and Jifeng's face was hideous. He directly held the funeral flower with both hands to prevent the sword light from going further.
"defeat!"
Lin Yun's face was expressionless, and he held the right hand of the funeral flower and slammed it forward, and a steady stream of true essence poured into it like a river. Jifeng's hands were immediately spread out, the blood on his chest was surging, and people were smashed out like sandbags.
After landing on the ground, Jifeng rolled around in confusion for several laps before barely kneeling on one knee to support his body.
Lin Yun stood there, letting the air waves blow through his long hair, the funeral flowers fell, and the blood kept flowing along the tip of the sword.
His eyes were filled with astonishing domineering arrogance, so what about Nan Hua Qiying? I have a sword, just cut it off!