Chapter 1146

Whoa!

Lin Yun landed on Ye Ziling's side, his cheeks hidden under the mask were cold, and his eyes were icy cold.

The endless vitality is quickly disappearing from Ye Ziling, she is like a withered flower, slowly withering.

This woman can obviously go!

He didn't dare to delay at all, took out a Nirvana Pill, and quickly bent down and put it into the other's mouth.

The instant the medicinal pill was taken in, Ye Ziling's face turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye. But the Nirvana Pill, which is known as rebirth from ashes, can instantly recover to its peak as long as there is a breath, but it only stops the other party's injury.

Her closed eyes showed no sign of waking up, and her consciousness was still in a deep sleep.

It can be seen how much she was injured after Lin Yun and others left.

"Boss, he is the Burial Playboy... A ruthless man who recently gained fame in the Cangxuan Mansion, he was in the Celestial Star Pavilion of the Cangxuan Demon Domain, and he directly killed the Ben Lei Demon Sword in public!"

Xiao Kun saw Lin Yun's origins, and there was a strong look of fear in his eyes, struggling to get up in a state of embarrassment.

The remaining evil cultivators all had a look of horror on their faces, and quietly retreated a long distance.

Burial Playboy has been quiet recently, and he doesn't appear many times, but his previous deeds have long been known, and in the eyes of Xie Xiu, he is like an existence like a killing god.

In mid-air, Lei Ying stared at Lin Yun, his expression transformed from a black and white mask extremely gloomy.

"The rumors seem to be true or not. You are indeed a direct disciple of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect!" Lei Ying looked at Lin Yun with a ghastly expression. On the black and white face towel, the majestic killing intent was not concealed in the slightest.

"It's none of your business, get ready to pay the price!"

Lin Yun looked up and looked at Lei Ying in the distance, his voice was cold and ruthless.

"Tsk tsk tsk, don't pretend to be a ghost in front of me. You want to be a hero and save beauty in front of me, but it's far from enough. Others are afraid of you, but I, Lei Ying, never put you in the eye!"

Lei Ying was dressed in a mink robe and a black and white face scarf under the bamboo hat, covering his face, looking mysterious and weird.

There was a hint of sarcasm on the face towel that changed like ink wash, and he had never been dismissive of this so-called funeral dude.

It's just a matter of mastering some rhythm, and it's only a small place like Cangxuan Mansion that makes a fuss.

Whoosh!

As soon as the voice fell, he turned into a shock and flew away. The thunder and fire on his body condensed into an extremely terrifying black magic flame, which soon wrapped his body in it.

Boom!

One after another, lightning that was nearly ten feet long ripped apart the void on his left side and transformed into a large flock of vultures condensed by thunder; .

Firebirds and Devil Vultures, along with Thunder Eagle's advance, instantly became obscuring the sky, and the entire sky was a vision derived from thunder light and flames.

This kind of vision alone is enough to easily damage a strong person in the realm of the law. Lei Ying dares to be so arrogant, and naturally has his confidence and capital.

hum!

Under Lin Yun's mask, the sword cocoon hidden in his eyebrows trembled and buzzed, and the silver mask burst into an unprecedented gorgeous light under these changes.

The entire mask is like a lake formed by a silver moon reflected. Since he broke the bottleneck, he moved the sword cocoon between his eyebrows for the first time.

The majestic and vast sword intent surged on Lin Yun, and he said softly, "There are clouds beyond the clouds, and there are days beyond the sky!"

Click!

His voice was ethereal, but every word was as heavy as a mountain. When the eight words were all finished, the sky shrouded in thunder and fire burst into cracks in an instant.

Countless rays of light penetrated from the cracks and fell on Lin Yun.

That is the light of the sun above the floating clouds, that is the sword intent in the sky, that is the glory and legend of the swordsman.

Bang!

Lei Ying, who was aggressively killing the past, was caught off guard and was shocked, and took three steps back in mid-air. The shroud on his body flashed with luster and ripples, and he was attacked by an unimaginable sword intent.

wind! He rose up behind Lin Yun!

Flicking on his silver shirt, messing up his silver hair, the cheeks covered by the silver moon mask were hidden by strands of silver hair. His face was completely invisible, only those eyes, the sword light lingered, and the killing intent rushed into the sky.

The blood in Lin Yun's body boiled, and all the star magic flowers were burning wildly. He shouted angrily: "God is in the sky, my sword transforms into the sky!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A violent explosion sounded in the sky, and flocks of firebirds and thunder vultures were all ready to be smashed by the sword intent above the floating clouds.

At this moment, Lin Yun was like a god, and his words echoed between heaven and earth like fairy sounds.

At this moment, the sky was completely restored, and all the light and sword intent fell on Lin Yun without hesitation.

There was a dazzling silver light on his body, and as far as he could see, Raikage spat out a mouthful of blood, and was directly shaken out.

"Shen Xiao Sword Intent?!"

The sarcasm on Lei Ying's face towel disappeared in an instant, and he knew exactly what the Sword Intent of the Heavenly Heaven meant. That is a sword intent that even the Dragon Vein Realm cannot easily grasp, and it is extremely rare even in the Desolate Ancient Realm.

wrong!

If it was really Divine Sword Intent, he would have just struck a blow, given his current situation. Not to mention falling, at least half dead.

But even so, it's not far off.

Xiao Kun and many other evil cultivators were all shocked when they saw this scene. With just a few words, Lei Ying vomited blood and flew away, which was a bit too terrifying.

Although this Thunder Eagle was definitely not at his peak, he first fought against the two great elixir, and then fought against Ye Ziling, and even risked his own astrology.

But he is Lei Ying after all, with a half-step Divine Core Realm cultivation, a ruthless man who can slap Qin Feng to death with a slap in the face, and the number one evil cultivator in Ku Xuanhai.

Cough cough!

Lei Ying fell to the ground, hunched over and coughed violently a few times, and the blood dyed the black and white face towel on his face a dazzling scarlet.

"Tsk tsk, Huluo Plain was bullied by dogs..." Lei Ying laughed a few times, and an extremely tyrannical aura slowly permeated his body.

In just a moment, the momentum that was severely injured by the half-step Shenxiao Sword Intent gathered again.

And he was still surging. His background was so powerful that it made Lin Yun's breathing a little difficult. His face gradually became solemn. This Thunder Eagle is by no means an ordinary evil cultivator. The fame of the Demon Dao Sect where he was at that time was extremely exaggerated.

"Unfortunately, in front of me, you are not enough to see. Hehe, I don't care what your origins are, and against me, there is only one result, death!"

Lei Ying sneered and suddenly pulled out the purple blade, which was a lightning blade shining with electric light.

"Hahaha!"

Thunder Eagle with a hoarse voice laughed wildly, and he held the Thunder Blade to release all the coercion in it.

That knife... Xiao Kun's pupils shrank sharply, Boss Lei was really pushed to the limit, he didn't even remember when the other party last used that thunder blade.

Holy Soldier?

Lin Yun's eyelids twitched, and he put the Ziyu Shenzhuxiao to his lips, and without hesitation, he hurriedly played.

"Die!"

Lei Ying held the Holy Soldier in his hand, grinned and fought over, and the thunder blade kept waving in the air. Qiang Qiang Qiang, the various visions transformed by the rhythm were smashed one after another, and they were killed in front of Lin Yun in the blink of an eye.

Where do the flowers come from!

Lin Yunchu did not become alarmed, there were five tones, Gongshang Jiaozheng Yu, and the rhythm were Huangzhong, Dalu, Taizu... Twelve levels of yin and yang.

In an instant, he played out all the mysteries of the prince's voice, the yin and yang and the five elements, the sun and the moon, the changes of the heaven and the earth, all in the sound of the flute.

boom!

At the critical moment when the knife light was about to chop down, a blood-colored rose burst into bloom in front of him.

Combining the half-step fourth-grade sword intent and the blood-colored rose of the prince's voice, it is crystal clear, blood-glazed, cold and beautiful.

Bang!

The knife light slashed on the rose, and the harsh sound of gold and iron followed, the sparks splashed, and the aftermath rippled in circles in the air.

Lin Yunxiao couldn't stop talking, and took the opportunity to take many steps back.

Click!

The blood-colored rose only lasted for a moment before it was chopped to pieces by Thunder Eagle's hands, and he rushed out of the overlapping petal fragments.

With a wave of his hand, the holy pattern on the thunder blade swayed into a ray of light, smashing the visions derived from many rhythms in the air.

boom! boom! boom!

He looked like a madman, kept roaring, and the dazzling knife light kept flashing in the field of vision.

Every time the knife light can easily see his pupils, it seems that the next second, he will be torn into pieces by the knife light.

But Lin Yun can always condense a vision at a critical moment to block this fierce sword of lore.

Boom!

Finally, the vision of the Dust Light Sword Technique reached its extreme, and Lin Yun's Xiao sound became high-pitched, like a real dragon rushing into the sky.

I came from the sky, flowers from the palm of my hand.

There is nothing in this world, and I will give you a white horse's hoof.

One day, the dust and light will dissipate, and the mountains and rivers will be illuminated by ten thousand flowers!

White flowers bloomed one after another in the void, the flowers shone with holy light, like lights flickering, and the sword of destruction in Lin Yunxiao's voice rose from the ground.

He passed among the thousands of flowers, standing while playing the flute, dressed in silver fir, and the fairy light bloomed.

"Destroy me!"

When Lei Ying saw such a magnificent vision, his scalp suddenly became numb, and his hoarse throat let out a roar.

He held the thunder blade in both hands, and a hundred holy patterns bloomed on the blade at the same time, and a black lightning flashed into the sky.

Boom!

The sky darkened in an instant, and immediately, Lei Ying slashed down. The sword light and thunder light in the sky evolved into a giant black hand, and the giant hand was branded with magic lines and wrapped in blood light, falling from the sky.

This is absolute power, this is the coercion of the holy soldiers, this is the dignity of the half-step divine pill.

boom!

The sea of ​​​​flowers blooming in the void was crushed by a palm, and Lin Yun, who was independent from the world, was directly photographed on the spot.

Click!

The ground trembled wildly, and immediately burst open, dust flying, and boulders in the air.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Xiao Kun and the other evil cultivators who had retreated far back landed on Lei Ying's side one by one, looking into the distance with a solemn expression.

Suddenly, they all broke out in a cold sweat, and the sky was full of dust. There was a figure struggling to stand up, standing in the place where Ye Ziling was standing.

The sky collapsed, the ground collapsed, and the entire Blood Stone Forest was destroyed by this shocking blow.

Only where Lin Yun was, was intact.

He bent down and stood up in embarrassment. In the dust, he couldn't see the figure of the funeral dude. Maybe feel a look, piercing the void, burning flames, staring at them.

The blood is not exhausted, the battle is endless!