Chapter 1097

Mo Shangren is like jade, the son is unparalleled in the world!

Lin Yun's demeanor at the moment shocked everyone, even Ye Ziling, who had always had an opinion about him. He couldn't help but be moved by it, and the group of direct disciples who were even more disliked by Lin Yun were all dumbfounded without exception.

Is this guy still human? Twenty-four star magic flowers!

Only the Sixth Heavenly Soul Realm!

Ye Ziling frowned, and deep doubts appeared on her frosty face.

The sixth level of the Celestial Soul has reached a terrifying level. This kind of talent is a bit too heaven-defying. It is amazing enough that Feng Zhang planted ten stars in the Celestial Soul.

But Lin Yun had twenty-four star demon flowers, more than double the number.

Now think about how ridiculous Feng Zhang was showing off in front of Lin Yun just now, like a clown.

What's even more terrifying is not this, but the secret technique that Lin Yun is going to perform right now. The triple flower sea is stacked on top of each other, and each petal contains a sword intent that can't be ignored. The sword intent contained in the sea of ​​​​flowers is so majestic that it cannot be imagined.

If he arrives at Xingjun, will he use this secret technique again?

Ye Ziling's thoughts were like electricity, and when he thought of this, Hua Rong's color paled, and a thick color of fear flashed in his eyes.

As for Feng Zhang, his face was pale with fright, his eyes were wide open, and his eyes were filled with endless fear.

Whether it was the twenty-four star magic flowers, or the youth of Lin Yun's fingertips comparable to the moonlight, he felt deep fear.

Unless he sacrifices Xingjun's cultivation, he can't bear it at all, and the idea of ​​wanting to dodge instantly arises in his heart. But his qi machine was blocked, and the majestic vision had already enveloped the world, and it was useless no matter where he was hiding.

When the radiance of the fingertips reached the peak, Lin Yun's eyes flashed, and his fingers flicked out.

Alluring purple kite, youthful and unparalleled!

Almost for an instant, without any time to think, the world turned black and white in that instant. At this moment, all the brilliance was eclipsed by the light of the Divine Sword, completely lost its color.

Bang!

A loud noise, shocking all directions.

The entire Feiyun Palace trembled violently, and when Guanghua reappeared, a pair of eyes immediately looked towards Feng Zhang.

There was a dazzling sword light left on his body, and the sword power on his body was torn apart. He knelt on one knee on the ground, his hair split, his clothes were tattered, and there were countless scars all over his body.

How miserable!

The world was silent, no one made a sound, and they were all stunned by this scene.

Feng Zhang even attacked Lin Yun with ten swords, but he did not hurt Lin Yun with a single sword, all of which were easily broken by him. When the ten moves passed and Lin Yun made his move, he didn't even catch a finger.

The injury is so embarrassing, this is the direct disciple of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect!

Lin Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, but he was ruthless enough. He was so arrogant, and he still relied on his cultivation in the Heavenly Soul Realm to take my Divine Sword.

"That's all it is, what's so great about twenty-four star demon flowers." Feng Zhang knelt on the ground on one knee, his pale face without a trace of blood, he looked at Lin Yun and said disdainfully.

Lin Yun smiled and said, "Then Senior Brother Feng, please stand up, why do you have to give me such a big gift, I can't bear your kneeling."

"Humph!"

Feng Zhang snorted coldly, he struggled to get up, and just as he was about to stand up, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Pfft!

It didn't take long for another mouthful of blood to spit out, one mouth after another, and the vomit was endless. The many direct disciples who looked like that had their cheeks twitching. The dignified disciple, who was injured so badly in the hands of Tian Soul, this Lin Yun is really not ordinary.

But under the watchful eyes of the public, Feng Zhang struggled to stand up several times, which was surprising.

What is this for?

According to the gambling between the two, he is no longer qualified to compete for the spot in the Holy Sword Mountain.

"Ten moves have passed, you have already lost."

The smile on Lin Yun's face converged, and he said coldly.

"Did you force me to use Xingjun's cultivation base? I haven't lost yet!"

Feng Zhang's face was hideous, and the moment his voice fell, a majestic and vast coercion bloomed from him. Immediately, he heard a roar, and a fierce beast bursting out with magic light appeared behind him, it was a huge and fierce devil vulture.

Black Devil Vulture!

Holy Spirit Martial Arts!

Feng Zhang actually used the Holy Spirit Martial Arts, and there was an uproar in the Feiyun Hall. Isn't this a bit too bullying.

Only the Holy Spirit Martial Arts Xingjun can cultivate, and its power is so great that it is invincible in the Heavenly Soul Realm. Unless he also has the Holy Spirit Martial Arts, he can't stop it at all. No matter how good Lin Yun is, he will never be able to stop the Holy Spirit Martial Arts.

"Senior Brother Feng, you are rude!"

Xiao Yuruo exclaimed on the stage and immediately spoke up.

"Hahaha!"

Feng Zhang laughed wildly: "I'm not kidding, someone was very arrogant at the time, and it doesn't matter what he said!"

Everyone fell silent when they heard the words. Lin Yun did say this, but it can be said... using the Holy Spirit Martial Arts against a Celestial Soul is really a bit incompetent.

For a place in the Holy Sword Mountain, it would be too much to have no face at all.

When Wang Yuruo heard the words, she couldn't help but get angry, but she couldn't refute it.

"Lin Yun, it's too late for you to admit defeat now? Otherwise, once I sacrifice the Holy Spirit Martial Arts, I really can't guarantee whether you will still be alive." With the terrifying coercion of the Black Devil Vulture behind him, Feng Zhang was beheaded. The broken sword force reunited and became even more terrifying.

"Junior Brother Yun, he's a rogue, don't play with him." Xiao Yuruo said anxiously on the stage.

This girl is really cute.

Lin Yunchong winked at her and signaled the girl not to worry. He looked at Feng Zhang and said with a smile: "I will recognize what I said. But if I remember correctly, you also said that if I can survive ten moves, I will Do you think you lose?"

"So what? You also said that, regardless of my use of Holy Spirit martial arts, my first ten moves are useless." Feng Zhang was not in a hurry at all, the old god said.

Anyway, he now insists that Lin Yun said that he intends to carry it through to the end.

"Senior Brother Feng is right. After all, it was said by Lin Yun himself, and we have all heard it." A direct disciple who had a good relationship with Feng Zhang said.

"What I said, it's too late to regret what I said. It's understandable for Senior Brother Feng to sacrifice the Holy Spirit Martial Arts!"

"Is it possible to deny what I said?" Another direct disciple opened his mouth and sneered.

Many people frowned. They didn't expect things to turn out like this. Those direct disciples seemed to target Lin Yun quite a bit.

Seeing many direct disciples talking to him, Feng Zhang's eyes flashed with pride, and he sneered: "Lin Yun, you have nothing to say!"

Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "You are right, Dignified Xingjun is ashamed, I really have nothing to say."

Feng Zhang's face darkened instantly when he heard the words, he had even sacrificed his Holy Spirit martial arts, yet the other party dared to act so recklessly.

"Lin Yun, I'll tell you today, what is called Xingjun can't be humiliated!"

He was furious, and the moment his voice fell, he burst into the air with the power of the Holy Spirit, and killed Lin Yun directly.

The terrifying Black Devil Vulture burst into magic light in an instant, and half of the sky turned pitch-dark and dimmed in an instant. His strike brought out all the horrors of Holy Spirit Martial Arts. That kind of terrifying coercion was completely beyond what the Heavenly Soul Realm could bear.

"retreat!"

Many inner disciples, their faces changed slightly, and they all retreated, lest they be affected by the remaining power of the Holy Spirit.

"I, I really don't know what it means to be humiliated by Xingjun!"

Lin Yun sneered at the corner of his mouth, and a golden crow flew out of his body, and the golden crow circled in the air and instantly shattered the black magic cloud.

It's not over yet!

Another silver phoenix flew out of its body, the golden crow spread into the sky, and the silver phoenix turned into the earth.

Sun Moon Divine Fist, Heaven and Earth Concentric!

Lin Yun came across the sky, he turned into a light to tear the void, clenched the five fingers tightly to grab the sun and the moon into the palm, and slammed it out with a punch.

Bang!

In the majestic loud noise, the Holy Spirit belonging to Feng Zhang was smashed by a touch, and he was bombarded with blood and flew like an electric light.

When it was about to land, the power of the Holy Spirit that belonged to Lin Yun still did not dissipate. Feng Zhang roared and finally stopped suppressing his cultivation. His body was full of stars, and the coercion belonging to Xingjun was frantically violent, but even so, he still retreated a few steps before barely standing.

In midair, Lin Yun stood with his hands behind his back, while Jinwu and Yinhuang circled around him.

Heaven and earth are picturesque, elegant son, unparalleled in the world.

All the eyes that looked at Lin Yun were lost for a while, and it was only now that they became clear. Why does he say he doesn't care, because it really doesn't matter, he can also learn the Holy Spirit martial arts, and he is also a rare dual-spirit practitioner in the world.

"Senior Brother Feng, can Xingjun not be humiliated?"

Lin Yun was condescending and sneered.

Feng Zhang's face was pale and changed. He even used Xingjun's cultivation base, and his body was lost. There was absolutely no way to argue, and being humiliated in public by Lin Yun, he couldn't say a single word.

Got slapped again?

A group of direct disciples looked at each other, what kind of monster is this Lin Yun.

"I surrender!"

After a while, Feng Zhang said reluctantly, but he changed the subject and said in a gloomy tone: "I won't fight for the spot on the Holy Sword Mountain, but you have to explain why you can beat me before. Ten tricks? I'm afraid it's not because of the use of some heaven and earth treasure, so that the strength will skyrocket in a short period of time..."

His words made everyone stunned for a moment, and it seemed that something was wrong. Feng Zhang used the popular swordsmanship, which was the emperor-level fortune-telling martial arts.

In front of Lin Yun, he broke a sword with one sword, completely contrary to common sense.

"The road to the sky, there are countless treasures of heaven and earth, it may not be impossible." A direct disciple whispered, and it was said that many people's thoughts.

Feng Zhang said coldly: "If you really take it, it is cheating. The time is short, and the potency may still be left. Let the elders check it, and the truth will come out soon."

Lin Yun took back the Holy Spirit and slowly landed, and said with a smile, "I need to cheat with such a bad swordsmanship?"

"What did you say?"

"I said that your swordsmanship is terrible, and it's not ordinary."

Lin Yun turned back word by word. He glanced at the many direct disciples, and sneered: "Isn't it just jealous of my Lin Yun's place on the Holy Sword Mountain? I'm going to make a decision today. I convince you, I let you know what a genius is!"

What a big breath!

Everyone was stunned by Lin Yun's remarks. He not only wanted to slap Feng Zhang in the face, but he wanted to slap all the faces of all the direct disciples.

There were many direct disciples on the stage, but they didn't get angry, they just sneered.

This Lin Yun was just lucky, and came to the road to the sky. If they are allowed to walk on the road to the sky, the chance they can get will definitely be stronger than that of Lin Yun.

genius!

The Kunlun world lacks the most talent, dare to call themselves a genius in front of them, not afraid of making people laugh.

They are geniuses themselves, and if they can become the direct descendants of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect, no one is weak. Not to mention, they don't know how many monsters they have seen.

Lin Yun is indeed very strong, but it's really a bit of a sit-in to watch the sky like this.

"Old guy, don't mind lending me a look at Fengxing Swordsmanship?" Lin Yun swept his eyes and looked at Headmaster Fuyun, and said unceremoniously.

Anger flashed in the eyes of several elders. Lin Yun, Lin Yun, and Gu Ruo had already ignored him and ignored him at all. After seven steps, he stopped, opened his eyes for a moment, and stretched out his hand with a fierce move.

despair!

The sword box bounced open, and in full view, he held the funeral flower in his hand.

Is this to practice swords?

Lin Yun's actions made everyone puzzled, he only took seven steps. Feng Xing swordsmanship is an emperor-level fortune-telling martial arts, which is too arrogant. Many direct disciples, including Feng Zhang, are disdainful and do not believe it at all.

"Wow!

But everyone's faces changed wildly, and everyone gasped. Where is the wind in the thundercloud, it is clearly a dragon!

The dragon was swimming, tearing apart the sky, and the wind and thunder roared furiously wherever it passed, extremely ferocious.

It is also the wind that moves Jiuxiao, and the visions of Feng Zhang and Lin Yun are completely incomparable. One is in the sky, the other is in the ground, one is a dragon, and the other is a worm!

rock!

Just looking at it, the sword in Feng Zhang's hand fell to the ground, his face was blank, and he was completely dumbfounded. How could this be possible.

"It's just a big joke. After reading Lin Yun's popular swordsmanship, Feng Zhang's swordsmanship is like a sieve, and at first glance, everything is flawed.

Even if they themselves, they are afraid that they can break them all, but it is not as easy as Lin Yun.

On the Feiyun Palace, Lin Yun's sword was faster than a sword, and every sword was breathtaking and shocking.

"Fengxing for nine days!"

After Lin Yun used the last sword, he put the sword back into its sheath and slowly fell in mid-air.

His sword stopped, but the hearts of everyone could not stop for a long time, thumping and beating wildly.

Except for the headmaster, all members of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect were dumbfounded. In just seven steps, the emperor-level fortune-telling martial arts was cultivated to the legendary transformation realm.

This evildoer, who is only in the Heavenly Soul Realm, is truly unbelievable.

A group of direct disciples who mocked Lin Yun for sitting in the well and watching the sky before, their faces were so ugly that they were completely speechless. His face hurt too much, Lin Yun's invisible slap on his face was really a little too painful.

Lin Yun looked at it, aggressively, and said coldly: "I, Lin Yun, want the quota for the Holy Sword Mountain! Who is in favor! Who is against it!"

Under this kind of edge, the people who have been handed down are forced to even breathe, and they are obviously only in the Heavenly Soul Realm. Their faces were full of bitterness, and they couldn't help but curse out in their hearts, who would dare to oppose this.

Seven steps into a sword!

If Lin Yun threw out a sword technique, he also let them take only seven steps to cultivate to the transformation realm. I'm afraid no one would dare to step forward.

This day is destined to be unsettled. The Floating Cloud Sect went up to the elders, down to the named disciples, and was forced by Lin Yun of the mere Heavenly Soul Realm to the point where no one spoke.

Who is in favor? Who is against it?

Who dares to object? nobody!