Chapter 1147

In the devastated ruins, the remaining momentum of Lin Yun and Lei Ying was still entangled in the void like ink and wash.

Those huge boulders in midair, in this kind of entanglement, ups and downs.

Lin Yun kicked his breath, and the lower half of his face that was not covered by the mask could be seen to be extremely pale.

The terror of Thunder Eagle's strength is much stronger than Lin Yun imagined, and it is far from being explained by a half-step divine pill.

He is a demon!

It is almost certain that he was once a top disciple of a certain Demonic Sect, and even Lei Ying may not be his real name.

It was not the night of the full moon, and Lin Yun's strongest means could not be used, even if the Purple Jade God Zhuxiao was much stronger than the knife in the opponent's hand.

It doesn't take much advantage, the power that the holy soldiers burst out in his hands is too terrifying.

Lin Yun understood how the two elders of the Divine Core Realm died in his hands.

The blow just now nearly shattered all the purple-gold dragon patterns on Lin Yun's body. The Canglong Sacred Armor only existed for a moment and was directly crushed by the giant hand of the devil.

Fortunately, it finally made it through.

Lin Yun kicked his anger, he looked down at the remaining Ye Ziling, her face was completely rosy.

The face that was usually cold and frosty, under such a deep sleep, seemed to be extraordinarily soft, which was very rare.

If this woman is not cold, she is actually pretty good-looking.

Endless exhaustion poured into his mind, Lin Yun took a deep breath and struggled to stand up little by little. But the sword case was too heavy on his back, like a mountain pressing on his body, the sword case vibrated, and the blood flame dragon pattern Jin Yuanyuan began to struggle again.

The fire in his eyes rekindled, and a smile appeared on his pale cheeks.

Even for this woman, I can't just fall down, otherwise... it would be too inferior.

He's a funeral dude!

Lin Yun snorted coldly in his heart, his curved spine straightened like a sword, and he stood up amidst the dust in the sky.

hum! hum! hum!

The sword intent remaining between heaven and earth hummed, and they cheered, as if feeling Lin Yun's fighting intent at the moment.

My swordsman, how could he easily fall down, he can still breathe and fight.

The blood is not exhausted, the battle is endless!

war! war! war! war! war!

Lin Yun laughed wildly in the dust, and the blood in his chest roared out.

"Is this guy crazy?"

A group of evil cultivators looked at Lin Yun who stood up again from the dust, obviously severely injured, but the swordsmanship reunited, all of them were dumbfounded.

All of them are evil cultivators who kill without blinking an eye, kill decisively and ruthlessly.

But it seems that the person in front of him is far more ruthless than them. How crazy is this crazy laugh!

"hateful!"

Lei Ying cursed. He was not feeling too well at the moment. After a series of battles, he fought against the two gods before fighting against Ye Ziling.

The injury has not been controlled, and even the holy soldiers have been sacrificed, but Lin Yun has not been able to be killed.

You can imagine how frantic it is at the moment.

"Compete with me? You kid, you don't even know how I got the name of the number one evil cultivator in the Kuxuan Sea!" Lei Ying's black-and-white face towel developed an incomparably crazy look.

boom!

The majestic and violent Xingyuan swept out of Leiying again, and thunder and flames rushed out.

The thunder blade in his hand, the holy pattern trembled again, and with a wave of his hand, an incomparably majestic storm blasted towards Lin Yun.

The blade storm was blessed with holy patterns, which contained three wills of thunder, flame, and sword intent, and it came to the front in the blink of an eye.

Clouds cover the sun!

Lin Yun played a long howl. The opponent had holy soldiers, and he also had them. Compared with Lei Ying's Thunder Blade, the Ziyu Divine Bamboo Xiao was only stronger or weaker.

The first sword of the Thirteen Floating Cloud Swords was derived from Lin Yun's Xiaoyin, the Xiaoyin rang long, and the sword light was as bright as the sun, directly slashing the incoming storm.

Bang!

The two collided violently in the void, and the extremely terrifying aftermath spread out, and Lin Yun floated forward with a little toes.

The wind blows the clouds!

The sound of the flute was endless, and Lin Yun's long hair was flamboyant, like a prince walking in the world. Xiaoyin merged with Jianyi, the second sword of Fuyun Thirteen Swords was killed, and at the same time, two Qingluan flew out of the body.

A look of astonishment flashed in Lei Ying's eyes. Unexpectedly, Lin Yun, who was so seriously injured, dared to take the initiative to attack.

Immediately caught off guard, as the sword light swung, thunder roared wildly, smashing strands of sword sounds. He stepped back in a frenzy, the sound of sonorous voices in the void was incessant, and the light of the sword and the light of the sword burst into a dazzling light.

"Shoot together and kill him!"

Lei Ying's footsteps were a little staggered, and his injury was obviously on the verge of collapse.

Before he fought with two divine pills, the elders of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect left a terrifying sword intent in their bodies before they died.

Originally, he had been forcibly suppressing, but in order to quickly solve Ye Ziling, he had to sacrifice astrology, so that the sword intent of this god-level powerhouse was madly swept away in the body.

Right now, this sword intent is getting more and more ferocious, and it has a tendency to explode in its body.

This is a bit difficult to do. Once the sword intent left by the elders of the Shendan realm is detonated in his body, he will die here no matter how he is behind.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Although the other evil cultivators were frightened by Lin Yun's posture, Lei Ying was undoubtedly even more terrifying, and did not dare to disobey his orders.

The sound of breaking the air sounded, and under the leadership of Xiao Kun, these evil cultivators urged Lin Yun to kill each other.

They knew that Lin Yunxiao's voice was scary, and they all took precautions and did not dare to get too close to him.

Lin Yun played the Thirteen Swords of Floating Clouds, and Qingluan flew out one after another.

boom! boom! boom!

Many of the most powerful swords were removed from the defensive swords, but even so, when they landed on Lin Yun, they were still scarred and bloody.

call out!

Just when Lin Yun was fighting with these many evil cultivators, Lei Ying, who was gasping for breath, took a deep breath and held the hilt again with both hands.

"Death to me!"

Boom!

In the wild shouting, the sky was completely darkened, and the giant hand of the devil, drawn by the light of the sword, evolved again.

Lin Yun's face changed wildly, this is the trick again!

Fortunately, the sword power of the Thirteenth Sword of Fuyun is also approaching its peak.

It is impossible to hurt Lin Yun twice with the same ultimate move, and he can still see some of the flaws.

"Boy, take your life!"

But just as he was about to concentrate and fuse the swords of the first ten swords of the Thirteenth Sword of Fuyun, a cold voice came over.

It was Xiao Kun, he saw Lin Yun's predicament, and the corners of his mouth evoked a wicked smile.

He wanted to take advantage of Lin Yun's lack of scruples, and hit him hard with one blow, causing him to completely die under the hands of Lei Ying's Demon Heavenly Giant.

It is impossible for a person to do two things with one mind, burying a playboy will surely kill him!

When the time could not let go, Lin Yun's eyes flickered, his thoughts jumped like electricity, and his eyes suddenly flashed a decisive color.

boom!

In a situation that no one could imagine, he suddenly put down the purple jade bamboo flute beside his lips. The sound of the xiao, which was as beautiful as the sound of a fairy, and the domineering sound of a prince, came to an abrupt end in this world.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and they were all stunned.

Can't use Xiao Yujian to bury the playboy, is there any other way to deal with this Thunder Eagle's giant hand?

"die!"

Xiao Kun was too lazy to pay attention to this, the grimness in his eyes became more and more intense. If he remembered correctly, Burial Playboy had a holy soldier in his hands, and his head had already been offered a reward by the Tianxing Pavilion, which was a astronomical reward.

"God is in the sky, my sword transforms into the sky!"

The sword cocoon hidden between Lin Yun's eyebrows shone with dazzling light, making the Yinyue mask shine dazzlingly.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

With the blessing of this sword intent, Lin Yun threw the jade flute in his hand towards the giant hand that fell from the sky. The jade flute rose up in the wind, and the sound of the wind poured into the hollow flute blessed by sword intent, and the sound of the princely flute bloomed again.

Since I can't use the flute to control the sword, then I, Lin Yun, use the sword to use the flute!

Under the perfusion of such a howling wind, the majestic Xiao Yin lost a little delicacy, but added a hint of roughness and majesty.

Floating clouds are not my intention, I am in the sky!

The swords from the first sword to the tenth sword of the Thirteenth Sword of Floating Cloud are perfectly integrated under the vibration of such a sound of Xiao sound, surrounding the ten green luans between heaven and earth, and led by Yu Xiao, they rush towards the giant hand of the devil. past.

Bang!

In just a split second, cracks appeared in the giant hand of the demon sky, the giant hand covered the sky, and the magic pattern loomed. When it burst, there was a burst of fire, as if the sky was cracked.

"how can that be?"

Xiao Kun was completely stunned when he saw this scene, and when he woke up, he found that Lin Yun's eyes were fixed on him at some point.

hum!

The half-step fourth-grade Shenxiao Sword Intent immediately imprisoned it for an instant, that is, at this moment, Lin Yun stretched out his hand and tightly held the funeral flower that popped out of the sword box.

"No! No! No!"

Xiao Kun immediately felt unprecedented fear, but before he could act, a sword light continued to expand in his field of vision.

Click!

The sword light was like a shock, and in a split second, blood splattered, and Xiao Kun was directly split into two halves.

Xiao Kun was dead, but the ultimate move released by other evil cultivators still landed on Lin Yun far away.

boom! boom! boom!

Many ultimate moves were entangled with the sword power on Lin Yun's body, and the injuries on Lin Yun's body could not help but aggravate a lot.

His eyes swept away, and Ling Lie's killing intent was madly vented.

Beam jumping clown, really endless!

There was an earth-shattering noise in the sky, and the giant black hand was completely shattered by the Ziyun Shenzhuxiao. Lei Ying spat out a mouthful of blood and knelt on the ground on one knee, unable to support it any longer.

He didn't have the slightest nostalgia, turned around and ran.

The faces of the many evil cultivators who were stared at by Lin Yun changed dramatically. It happened that Lei Ying had all gone, and he suddenly wanted to retreat.

"Come if you want, go if you want..."

A ruthless look flashed in Lin Yun's eyes, blood gleamed, and endless killing intent erupted frantically.

He roared up, like a silver moon across the sky, his eyes were full of sharp edges, his long hair fluttered wildly, and there was a terrifying aura that was only me.

Bang!

His figure flickered, and his left hand grabbed a person from the air, not waiting for the person to scream. The sword in his right hand swiped like a streamer and chopped off his head.

hum!

He slashed out again with a sword, and the half-step fourth-rank Shenxiao Sword Intent developed a fierce sword light.

The three evil cultivators in the galaxy were cut to pieces on the spot, and they were invincible wherever they went.

Rivers of blood flowed, howling everywhere!

Lin Yun let out a roar, and there were dragons roaring between heaven and earth, and he turned away, chasing and killing those evil cultivators all the way, destroying the dead and killing the dead.

He was like an exiled immortal who had fallen into the world. He shot and crushed these evil cultivators. His eyes swept away, and he stared at a man in gray.

This man went in and out several times, sneakily, and secretly attacked him many times.

kill!

The killing intent in Lin Yun's eyes burst, and he ran after him in a flash. The man screamed and panicked.

This is one hell of a madman!

He was so strong that even Lei Ying was driven away by him. The man in gray was terrified and desperate, kept retreating, desperately begging for mercy.

"No... don't kill me, I'm innocent, Lei Ying ordered me. Don't kill me, I know many secrets of Lei Ying, you save my life, I'm of great use, I can help you kill Thunder Eagle!"

The man in gray begged, he didn't want to die.

innocent?

Are you too embarrassed to say innocent?

"Jumping Clown, what's the use of keeping you!"

Lin Yun let out a cold drink, held the funeral flower in his hand, and swung out a sword directly across his neck.

Gorgeous and dazzling sword light, accompanied by blood shone into the void, the man in gray died instantly.

There have always been these evil cultivators in the Dry Profound Sea. But today, in the hands of Lin Yun, he was slaughtered like a pig and a dog.

For a long time, there were bloody corpses everywhere in the ruins of the Blood Stone Forest.

As far as the eye can see, the common people are destroyed.

All the evil cultivators who came, except for Lei Ying who escaped, all died.

If the killing is destined to be unavoidable, then let the endless blood and bones smother all the evil in this world.

My sword, glory forever!