Chapter 1204

There are five battle platforms in Cangxuan Square, and the five constant battles between Tianxing Pavilion and Floating Cloud Sword Sect will take place at the same time.

"Cang Xuan battle, start!"

As the voice of the Palace Master of Cangxuan Palace fell, the five battle platforms immediately had star energy blooming, and the figures were intertwined, and the fight between them started almost instantly.

Ye Ziling, Jiang Lichen and others all fought against their respective opponents.

Lin Yun looked at the figure in front of him, Zhang He looked lazy and didn't have much interest.

"Floating Cloud Sword Sect, Lin Yun."

Lin Yun cupped his hands and announced his name.

"Tianxing Pavilion, Zhang He." Zhang He responded lazily, and suddenly he looked at Lin Yun's eyebrows, and his eyes flashed a strange look, and said with a smile: "Interesting, your talent is really wasted by staying in the Floating Cloud Sword Sect. , was actually regarded as a lower horse, I almost didn't lie."

Lin Yun secretly said in his heart that he could almost see his own truth at a glance, this guy is a bit scary.

"But you're unlucky when you meet me. If I'm abolished later, you can blame the funeral dude. I don't have much opinion on you personally." Zhang He said casually, with a smile on his face. No killing intent.

"Whoever will destroy who may be!"

Lin Yun blinked and laughed softly.

Since he came to bury Playboy to trouble him, he wouldn't be merciful.

"Show your true strength!"

Zhang He shouted, the majestic Xingyuan in his body boiled like a volcano, and the vast battle platform instantly became extremely hot.

It didn't have much nonsense, and took the lead to kill Lin Yun.

Bang!

Zhang He stepped on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, several afterimages of flames condensed out from a distance of several hundred meters. After a while, Lin Yun went up and down in all directions, and there were afterimages that were hard to distinguish between true and false.

In addition, with the increase in afterimages, the pressure of the flames that enveloped this world skyrocketed wildly.

Bang!

Just as Lin Yun was waiting in an array, a ghost hand burning with blood flames seemed to climb out of the void and whistled towards Lin Yun.

Lin Yun was already prepared, and with a little flash, he easily avoided it.

Whoa!

The heat wave swept over, and the ghost hand almost swept past Lin Yun's chest. At that moment, the flesh seemed to fall into the molten tens of thousands of degrees.

Chi Chi!

He still hadn't seen Zhang He's body. He had just avoided the attack, but two more bloody ghost hands were grabbing towards Lin Yun.

behind me?

Lin Yun turned around to avoid one of them, and immediately raised his eyes to pick it up, and the sword power suddenly burst out on his body. He urged the Canglong Holy Heaven Art, and the purple-gold dragon patterns poured into the right hand, and the entire right hand became like a dragon claw flashing with lightning, and grabbed it directly towards the ghost hand.

"Get me out!"

Lin Yun clasped the wrist of the blood flame ghost hand, the blood in his body was as vast as an abyss, and he looked like a living ancient beast.

As the footsteps were retreating, a dragon roar roared in his body, a irritable color flashed across his face, and he stretched out his hand and yanked it violently.

Bang!

All the movements were done in one go, and Zhang He's figure was pulled out of the void by Lin Yun, and he threw it towards the front.

Ka Ka Ka!

Zhang He's body slammed into the afterimage left by himself, and the afterimage burst like an ancient tree supporting the sky. Countless sparks flew to all directions in an instant, rendering the battlefield dazzling and dazzling.

"Good boy!"

Zhang He sucked in a breath, and when he was about to fall to the ground, a mark bloomed on his palm, and he reached out and slapped the ground violently.

When the palm mark stuck to the ground, his flame will frantically activated, the stars in his body bloomed, and the flame energy in the void rushed towards his palm.

He knelt down on one knee, slapped the ground with his right hand, looked up at Lin Yun, the corner of his mouth raised an extremely ferocious look, and there was blood in his eyes.

At this moment, the ferocity of its Demon Dao martial artist is clearly evident.

Oh?

Lin Yun was walking in the void, and he sensed something was wrong, but there was a flash of determination in his eyes, and the figure that rushed over did not stop at all.

Now that we have seized the first opportunity, we should expand our advantage as much as possible. At this time, there is no reason to back down.

"Wall of Ghost Fire!"

Zhang He, who was lying on the ground, with blood-red eyes, looked at Lin Yun with a grim smile.

Boom!

The ground was trembling, and a city wall with blood flames and ghosts rose up. There were countless evil ghosts standing on the city wall, as if a ghost town was in front.

Bang!

In the loud noise, the sword light bloomed on Lin Yun's body, directly smashing through the city wall where the ghost fire condensed.

Zhang He, who got up and took three steps back, saw that the other party was unrelenting, and he still rushed towards him with a strange look in his eyes. This guy would rather be injured and force his way, and he wants to fight me in close combat!

Do you think that your body is really invincible?

The moment he was thrown out by Lin Yun, Zhang He realized that Lin Yun's body was extremely powerful, far from being comparable to a martial artist of the same realm.

"That's going to disappoint you!"

The corner of Zhang He's mouth evoked a mocking look, his expression turned cold, and the next moment his shirt burst.

The upper part of his body was exposed, his skin shone with metallic luster, and his body was imprinted with ancient and evil magic marks, making that body look extremely terrifying.

The black aura emanated, and the fleshy body was like a strange combination of metal god material, fused with evil spirits.

Come on, I'll let you know how powerful the ghost flame is!

Zhang He's eyes were burning with fighting intent, and his face was full of confidence. With the surging strength, the magic lines on his body burst out with a terrifying dim light.

Bang!

Lin Yun, who rushed over like lightning, raised his hand and punched directly on the opponent's chest. The metal-like muffled sound came out, Zhang He's eyes widened in pain, his teeth grinned, and he forcibly held back before calling out.

There was anger in his eyes, and without hesitation, he punched back.

it hurts!

The corners of Zhang He's mouth kept twitching amid the loud noise. His punch seemed to be hitting a metal statue, and it was still solid, and his palm almost split open.

On the other hand, Lin Yun's expression did not change, and he did not change at all.

boom! boom! boom!

The two were in the same place, you come and go, and they kept bombarding each other.

The qi and blood in the two people all boiled up, and each of them shone with light, and from time to time, the roar of fierce beasts roared out.

The two people on the battle platform looked like two ancient beasts fighting each other, and those who watched were stunned. The physical bodies of these two people were too exaggerated.

In the lightning-like confrontation, after hundreds of strikes, a figure was slammed out.

Click!

There was a sound of gold and stone breaking, Zhang He spit out blood, and countless cracks appeared in the magic pattern on his body. In this physical strength competition, Zhang He was defeated in a terrible way, and he didn't have much resistance at all.

sand! sand!

While the dust was flying, Lin Yun walked out slowly in a cloud of dust. He was wearing a blue shirt and carrying a sword box on his back. The sword light bloomed on his body, and his blood was boiling.

Long Yin and Jian Yin alternately chirped in his four directions, walking like a dragon like a tiger, raising his hands and feet, coercing all directions.

"Blue Dragon Holy Body!"

Zhang He wiped away the blood stains on the corner of his mouth, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and his expression involuntarily became solemn.

This Lin Yun was beyond his expectations. His physical body had reached a level comparable to that of a holy weapon, and the dragon power on his body was even more like a natural one. The looming dragon pattern makes the scalp even more numb, and it is extremely difficult to hurt the opponent with that dragon pattern.

This guy, where the hell did the monster appear!

The corners of Zhang He's mouth twitched, and he cursed fiercely in his heart, but it's just a qualifying battle in the Cangxuan Palace, why are there so many perverts.

Before he came, he didn't take Cangxuan Mansion in his eyes at all, it was just a backcountry. Among them, the most outstanding enchanting leader barely ranks 10,000 on the Xingjun list. It is a waste of time for him to take a look at this kind of role.

At the same time, several other battle platforms have been divided into winners and losers.

Ye Ziling defeated his opponent strongly, Jiang Lichen overturned and lost to a little-known magic warrior, Liu Qingyan also lost... But Feng Zhang won the opponent quite aggressively.

Lin Yun just took the time to sneak a glance at the battle of these people, and was extremely surprised by Feng Zhang's performance.

The swordsmanship he used to defeat his opponent was the Heavenly Rank swordsmanship that Lin Yun used to become a sword in seven steps that day.

After the competition of the Holy Spirit martial arts, this hand-transforming heaven-level swordsmanship erupted with a coercion that was no less than that of the Holy Spirit.

It made him win extremely beautifully, and also kept the hope of promotion for the Floating Cloud Sword Sect, but the pressure fell on Lin Yun.

"sorry!"

After the defeat, Jiang Lichen and Liu Qingyan didn't look good, and they apologized to Ye Ziling at the same time.

"Don't apologize, just do your best."

Ye Ziling corrected them, then looked at Feng Zhang with a smile, and said softly, "Junior Brother Feng is really good this time. He has practiced Feng Xing swordsmanship to the realm of transformation without making a sound."

Feng Zhang was not too complacent, and smiled bitterly: "Forcibly, Junior Brother Lin becomes a sword in seven steps. It took me so much time to get to the Transformation Realm. It's not worth mentioning. But now, the pressure is all on Junior Brother Lin..."

"Are we going to lose?"

Jiang Lichen said with some annoyance, he was very unwilling to lose just now, if he was more cautious, he might have won.

"Not necessarily, the situation seems to be that Lin Yun has the upper hand." Ye Ziling looked towards the direction of the battle platform and said softly.

"what?"

"It's impossible!"

Feng Zhang and the others were all surprised, especially Jiang Lichen's complexion changed drastically.

On that side of the battle stage, Lin Yun was in high spirits, coercive in all directions, surrounded by sword sounds and dragon roars. From a distance, it looked extremely extraordinary, the starlight was eye-catching, and the space was high.

On the other hand, Zhang He had blood stains left on the corners of his mouth, his face was pale, and the magic lines on his body were all broken.

"This... how did Lin Yun become so strong?"

Jiang Lichen was puzzled and couldn't close his mouth in astonishment.

Not only him, but all the people in Cangxuan Square who were paying attention to this battle were dumbfounded.

This inferior horse in the eyes of everyone actually took the early stage and severely injured the superior horse of Tianxing Pavilion, and the physical body was almost crushed.

"Senior Brother Yun, come on!"

Xiao Yuruo in the stands was nervous, her face was flushed, and her two small fists were tightly clenched.

For a while, the hopes of the entire Floating Cloud Sword Sect all fell on the "lower horse" Lin Yun.