Chapter 805

The sword ceremony is over.

Nangong Wanyu's right hand was slowly placed on the hilt of the sword. Without further ado, his eyes flashed sharply and locked onto Lin Yun. From this moment on, apart from the sword in his hand, there is only the person in front of him.

In the face of Lin Yun, he said that there is no pressure, it must be false.

Nangong Wanyu, a swordsman, knew very well how difficult it would be to defeat Li Mubai with a single sword, even if he saw through Li Mubai's fate.

This person is very strong, far stronger than he has shown, and there must be trump cards in his hand. Otherwise, that confidence and calmness will definitely not be easily displayed.

But that's all, this battle, he will win.

"Autumn Water!"

The figure flickered, Nangong Wanyu and He Lin Yun were less than 100 meters away in an instant, and the sword named Feixue in his hand came out of the sheath. Wrapped around the body of the sword that was cold and radiant, layers of ripples swayed, the air was like autumn water, bleak, cold, slightly cold, and the leaves were withered and yellow.

The eyes of the three little kings in the audience flashed strange colors at the same time. They did not practice swords, but they all felt the artistic conception of this sword at the same time.

Nangong Wanyu's icy will was perfectly integrated into her swordsmanship, and she did not blindly show the ferocity of icy ice, but fit in with the sword and showed its artistic conception to its peak.

This sword is called Qiushui, and the coldness is not obvious. The real ultimate move is the autumn wind hidden in the sword move.

Autumn water has no waves, and the autumn wind sweeps the leaves!

Lin Yun's expression did not change, and his right hand pulled out the funeral flower at the same speed. The sword body, which shone with dreamlike light, was also as charming as autumn water.

The burial flowers and Fei Xue touched together, and the tip of the sword suddenly overflowed with light, and sparks splashed.

boom!

When the sword intent of the two reached the peak, the light from the tip of the sword exploded.

hum! hum! hum!

The sound of sword intent humming instantly resounded through the heavens and the earth, reverberating in the ears of the spectators, and the mind was full of sonorous sounds. Every sound of the sword sound made the scalp numb, the whole body icy cold, and the body trembled involuntarily.

"It's so cold! It's an illusion, the enchantment on the Rising Dragon Stage should isolate the artistic conception of the two sword moves."

"The power of the sword move can be isolated, but the sword intent cannot be isolated. Only when a real swordsman fights can he have this vision."

"So far, there are many swordsmen who practice swordsmanship, but there are very few swordsmen who can truly be called swordsmen. There is no doubt that Lin Yun and Nangong Wanyu are both the top swordsmen, otherwise there would be no such thing. Miracle."

As soon as the two talents fought, they caused a great stir in the spectator seats. Amid the chatter of the crowd, Lin Yun and Nangong Wanyu formally confronted each other.

clang! clang! clang!

The real essence is surging, the sword light is vertical and horizontal, and the endless purple light and the cold light of the cold collide wildly.

"Listen to the wind!"

After dozens of tricks, before she could gain the upper hand, Nangong Wanyu turned around with a sword, and the breeze at the end of Qingping rose. His sword moves with the wind, and the invisible wind can be clearly seen by the naked eye of everyone because of his sword power on the Rising Dragon Platform.

Such a bizarre sword suddenly caused exclamations from all over.

The wriggling breeze seemed to be alive, and it was clearly visible, but the sword hidden in the wind could not be seen!

Click!

The wind shattered and was pierced by a beam of burning purple moonlight. The shattered sword wind swept across all directions, whining, and turned into a storm of snow with hail.

But the wind is finally broken!

"Mirror Flowers Water Moon!"

The moment he smashed the breeze, Lin Yun immediately counterattacked, with long sleeves like clouds, and his arms spread out like golden crows. As the golden light erupted, his sharp sword moves were thrown at the same time. This sword thrust made the entire space chaotic, and he didn't know where the sword was, let alone where the people were.

Compared with Nangong Wanyu's listening style, it has the same effect, but it is obviously more exquisite.

Nangong Wanyu's complexion changed slightly, and he stabbed a sword at lightning speed, then immediately pulled away and flew back.

Clang!

The sword light was dazzling, and a few strands of blue silk hung with blood droplets, slowly falling in front of Lin Yun.

"So fast, if this sword is Li Mubai, the opponent has already died countless times."

Looking at Nangong Wanyu floating away, Lin Yun held the funeral flower in his hand and said to himself. The other party was only cut off a few strands of blue silk, and there were a few faint bloodstains on his cheeks.

Nangong Wanyu touched her face with her hand, saw the blood on her fingertips, and said with a smile, "What a fast sword, but the sword is only fast, it's barely enough, my cold sword intent can't even count as a warm-up. "

Lin Yun replied calmly, "You can do whatever you want."

Both of them were quite decisive, and after the test, their momentum instantly climbed to the peak, and Mo Hanmang flashed in their eyes at the same time. The next moment, the two people's shapes flashed, and in the eyes of everyone, both Lin Yun and Nangong Wanyu disappeared in an instant.

boom!

Just when everyone was a little surprised, there was a loud noise on the Shenglong platform.

An incomparably sharp purple sword light and a lingering sword light overflowing with cold light collided fiercely in mid-air, and the two terrifying swords kept clashing.

Boom!

For a time, the situation changed.

Fei Xue and Fu Hua were in a battle, and the clanging sound was deafening. Under such a fierce confrontation, the entire Shenglongtai trembled in an instant.

Pfft!

Before many spectators could react, they were suddenly struck by the fierce sword sound, shaking their internal organs, and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Is this the real fight?"

The faces of the people who woke up changed greatly, and they quickly looked at the source of the sound.

I saw that on the vast Rising Dragon Platform, where the two sharp blades clashed, the sword glow swayed, squeezing out ripples like water in the void, and madly spread out.

boom! boom! boom!

The terrifying aftermath contained the sword qi that swept all directions. On this Dragon Stage, the dust rolled and the sand flew away in an instant.

The icy sword edge swept across the turbulent lake, so many people couldn't open their eyes, and the muscles on their faces kept shaking.

Some people couldn't even get up and couldn't move.

You must know that the Nine Dragons Lake is already vast, and the sword wind generated by the two of them in the fight can be so terrifying, one can imagine how fierce the real fight is.

At the confrontation, Lin Yun's expression was stern, his eyes flickered, and the sword intent on his body kept skyrocketing.

boom!

In an instant, this boundless sword situation turned into a lake, a lake that reflected the blue sky and white clouds, the mountains gathered, and the waves were like mirrors.

Domineering sword, rush to thunder and cut electricity!

The funeral flower shook lightly in Lin Yun's hand, and in the blink of an eye, it pierced densely with electric light. On the turbulent lake, it seems that countless meteors from the sky have fallen, and under the sword light soaring to the sky, boundless ripples swayed, and a vast mist of water was formed.

Regarding Shang Nangong Wanyu, Lin Yun did not dare to be careless. He combined Ba Jian with the Shuiyue swordsmanship he had learned in the past, and developed a brand-new sword style. of ethereal mood.

This sword, the smoke is vast, and the water mist is vast.

This sword is magnificent and boundless.

Boom!

One after another, the sword light was terrifying, and each sword was like a mist of water, but it was thick and condensed like the rising sun.

"sharp."

A strange look flashed in Nangong Wanyu's eyes, and he had to say that Lin Yun's kendo skills were really terrifying. I had a plan in mind for a long time, but I didn't expect that when the real fight was going on, the sword move that the opponent killed changed again.

But that's right!

"Flowers fall!"

Snow dancing in Nangong Wanyu's hand, the sword glow containing the will of ice, every sword swinging out, there are huge ice flowers blooming. Under the stirring of the sword glow, the blooming ice flower shattered, forming a tendency of falling flowers in the sky, and wrapped in the sword glow, a terrifying ice storm was rolled out.

Under the dozens of bombardments, the storm around Nangong Wanyu's body shot straight into the sky, and the ice flowers fell from the sky, reaching the level of overwhelming, and swept in densely.

Bajian, shocking the sun!

But just when the terrifying ultimate move was about to strike, Lin Yun had swords on both sides of his body that transformed into the wings of the sky.

The sword in his hand suddenly burst out with an incomparably sharp cold glow.

The burial flowers burst into flames to destroy the power of the glorious sun, and Lin Yun slashed out again with a sword.

Nangong Wanyu's face changed slightly, her figure fluttered, and she avoided it.

The terrifying sword light immediately smashed the ceiling into pieces, and in the crisp sound, the sword light split a long ravine on the ground. But when it was over, the sword beam was castrated, and it spread outside the Shenglongtai in the blink of an eye, and the lake was torn apart like a piece of cloth in an instant.

boom!

When the split lake water came together again, it was like two towering mountains shoved together, bursting out a water curtain that was nearly a thousand feet high.

Such a terrifying sword, if Nangong Wanyu hadn't avoided it just now, I'm afraid it would be a little uncomfortable.

Everyone looked at Lin Yun, and a strange color flashed in their eyes at the same time. This Lin Yun's swordsmanship attainment is indeed a bit terrifying.

Without comprehending the will of other martial arts, but with pure sword intent, not only did he hold up Nangong Wanyu's ice sword intent, but he could also change his color when he turned his hands.

The two swords fought against each other, not giving an inch. Seeing the terrifying ravine on the Rising Dragon Stage, Nangong Wanyu's eyes flashed a strange color, and she raised her eyes to look at Lin Yun and said, "This Tyrant Sword has indeed been mastered by your cultivation, but Brother Lin is too underestimated. Are you going to fight me to the end just by these means? I am Beixue Mountain Villa

Nangong Wanyu, it's time for you to show some real strength! "

As soon as the words fell, Nangong Wanyu's whole body suddenly surged wildly, and the thick true essence in his body boiled like a vast ocean.

In the blink of an eye, its prestige reached an appalling level, the clouds and clouds in the sky changed color, and a great chill shrouded the entire Shenglongtai.

hiss! hiss!

The ground was frozen in an instant, and Nangong Wanyu's eyes burst out with a cold edge. With a glance, the invisible chill merged with the sword intent, rushing like a flood of beasts.

Bang!

Lin Yun was caught off guard, and in front of this chill, he was shocked back.

The power of heaven!

Everyone's heart jumped violently. After this Nangong Wanyu pushed the Frost Sword Intent to the limit, a coercion that was perfectly comparable to Heavenly Soul erupted. At a glance, Lin Yun was shaken back.