Chapter 1732

Ji Lingfeng and the others looked up, their eyes full of surprise, Qiu Shanjun said in shock, "Half-step Tianqiong sword intent? No... This is the quasi-sky sword intent!"

The Quasi-Sky Sword Intent has completely separated from the Divine Sky Sword Intent, and is only one line away from the real Heavenly Vault of Sword Intent, and has already taken that step completely.

As long as there is enough time, sooner or later, he will enter the real Vault of Heaven Sword Intent.

But no matter what, the quasi-sky sword intent has completely escaped the scope of the divine sword intent, and in a sense, it is almost the same as the real sky sword intent.

Aofeng looked stunned, and his expression became gloomy: "Hmph, pretending to be a ghost, pretending to be mysterious, and not really the sword intent of the sky, take me a move, Mingyue Broken Dragon Palm!"

He was wearing the Nether Moon Sacred Armor, his figure flashed, and his speed exploded to the extreme.

Lin Yun's eyes burst out with a near-substantial edge, and Jian Xin saw the opponent's trajectory clearly.

The burial foil attached to his arm, his center of gravity lowered, ready to go.

boom!

Before the other party arrived, the strong wind blew Lin Yun's long hair fluttering, and the long black hair was like a waterfall in the wind.

Lin Yun has delicate eyebrows, and his long flying hair matches his handsome face. He is holding a long sword like an immortal in a painting, with stars and moon in his eyes.

Almost instantly, he came to Aofeng above Lin Yun, and the palm of his hand was severely pressed down. The blood on his body transformed into a full moon, and the palm of his hand was like a giant hand protruding from the moon.

Bloody light flowed out from the gap in the palm, undulating like a stream of smoke, stretching for more than a few hundred meters.

The two people in the sky, one looks like a demon and the other is as quiet as an immortal, forming a mysterious picture.

Under the hedging of the majestic air machine, the wind stopped, time seemed to stand still, and the two seemed to be imprinted in a picture scroll.

"die!"

Ao Feng let out a loud drink, and his palms fell heavily.

"break!"

Lin Yun stuck to the back of his arm, and the burial foil that was ready to go finally moved.

Unparalleled, thunder and lightning!

Lin Yunren split into two in mid-air, two afterimages each shot out a sword, two arc-shaped sword lights with a length of 100 zhang interlaced, and the focus of the cross was right in the center of this palm.

The two killer moves are banging together!

At this moment, above the sky, the void is confused and the streamer is reversed. The world seemed to have become extremely silent, and everyone could not hear any sound, only to see the distorted picture, the endless chaotic airflow wrapped the two of them.

boom!

After a long time, the boundless blood flames broke through the chaotic airflow, directly blasting the mixed majestic energy.

Click!

At the same time, there were four sword lights, which cut the chaotic and majestic airflow into four pieces like tofu.

Boom!

The next moment, the silent world resumed its voice, and a monstrous sound broke out. In the blink of an eye, a terrifying range of dozens of miles spread out between heaven and earth.

Fortunately, it is in the sky. If the Dragon Spirit Barrier is on the ground, I am afraid it will be broken on the spot.

But even so, the vision above the sky is terrifying.

boom!

In the sky, Vulcan flew Ao Feng's figure upside down and landed on the ground again.

On his Mingyue Sacred Armor, there are two sword marks that are very eye-catching, and the armor in that place is slightly collapsed.

The funeral flower did not pierce the Mingyue Sacred Armor, but the powerful impact still made him very uncomfortable.

Ao Feng's expression was very angry, and he swept all the way to the present, feeling that his dignity was seriously provoked.

Boom!

An even more terrifying aura erupted from him, and Lin Yun held the funeral flower in his hand, and he turned and landed lightly.

"Can't this be broken?"

Lin Yun frowned slightly, the defensive power of the Mingyue Sacred Armor was a bit unexpected.

The power of Wushuangfeng and Thunderbolt was terrifying. It was Lin Yun's killer move second only to the Light of Firefly, and to some extent it was even stronger.

Because of his Canglong will, he has also reached the realm of the fifth rank, which has a great bonus to the Canglong swordsmanship.

boom!

Ao Feng stepped hard on the ground, calmed down the churning blood in his body, and said coldly: "As expected of the number one swordsman on the Dragon List, you are proud enough to be able to push me to this point, but..."

"That's it, Mingyue Sacred Armor, Dragon List is invincible, I'll let you know how strong the Xingyao Sacred Artifact is!!!"

Outside the venue, Ji Lingfeng and the others frowned slightly, this Ao Feng was a little too crazy.

Invincible at every turn, the three of them haven't made a move yet.

Just now, several people could see that, if there was no Mingyue Holy Armor, Lin Xiao would have already suppressed Ao Feng.

If there is no Mingyue Shengkai, the three of them will not put him in their eyes.

But I have to say that this Mingyue Holy Armor is really terrifying.

After Ao Feng's voice fell, he stretched out his hand to seal the seal. After the seal was completed, he shouted coldly: "Mingyue Holy Armor, the first ban, open!"

His body was suddenly tense, and an extremely terrifying aura spread out from the Mingyue Sacred Armor.

When this aura erupted, the criss-crossing holy pattern nodes on the Mingyue Shengkai exuded a bright red aura like pores.

These breaths are like smoke, and they are very small, and they soon turn from breaths into crystal clear bloodshots.

At this moment, the world was eclipsed, only this blood red was dazzling.

The dragon veins that were looming behind him were expanding at an astonishing speed, reaching an exaggerated and sky-defying six thousand feet.

"This……"

Ji Lingfeng and the others' faces changed slightly, and their eyes were full of surprise.

Feng Yuanjun and Yifeng, who were below the top three of the dragon list, were completely dumbfounded. Their dragon veins were only over three thousand feet, which was already close to the limit.

At this moment, Aofeng reached six thousand feet with the help of the Mingyue Holy Armor, twice as fast as them.

"Suffer to death!"

Ao Feng, who had lifted the first ban of the Mingyue Sacred Armor, killed him like crazy.

rub rub!

Under such terrifying pressure, Lin Yun could only avoid the edge for a while and kept retreating step by step.

His sword stance was constantly being damaged in such a shock, and Lin Yun danced the funeral flowers, trying his best to resist the opponent's shock.

But the impact was too great, and the power of devouring became even more terrifying, and the Azure Dragon Divine Bone couldn't recover.

"Hahaha, Lin Xiao, aren't you very arrogant!"

Aofeng's eyes were red, and the great god roared.

Lin Yun ignored him, and while looking for flaws with his sword heart, he barely resisted the opponent's edge with his funeral flowers.

Ka Ka Ka!

After ten moves, Lin Yun's swordsmanship almost fell apart, and everyone in the Thunder Blood Square exclaimed.

As we all know, once the swordsman's sword power collapses, it is not far from defeat.

Especially Lin Yun, his cultivation base is very different from the opponent's. If there is no sword intent to fill the gap, he will be defeated in an instant.

If not, Lin Yun will be directly beaten to death.

"Ah."

There was a cruel smile in Feng Yuanjun's eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned up involuntarily. He must be the happiest in this situation.

"No. 1 in Langya, don't you know the Sword Intent of the Vault of Heaven? You did it, hahaha!" Seeing that the victory was in hand, Ao Feng made a mockery of his words.

He was in a very happy mood, venting the anger that was suppressed by Lin Yun in the sky just now.

He was certain that Lin Yun had not mastered the Sword Intent of the Vault of Heaven, and mocked him recklessly, with a playful look in his eyes like a cat's claw and a mouse.

"it is good!"

Lin Yun nodded lightly, and before the other party woke up, his eyes immediately became extremely sharp.

The funeral flower in his hand was slowly lifted, the sword body was pointed horizontally at the other side, and the sword hilt was held in the right hand and raised over the shoulder, under the left eye.

At the same time, the twin sword souls in Lin Yunmei's heart bloomed at the same time, emitting an extremely dazzling golden light.

The light of the Vault of Heaven Sword Intent, fused by the fusion of the two sword souls, rushed out from the eyebrows and merged with the Burial Foil Sword.

Boom!

In an instant, there was a golden sword light on Lin Yun's body, turning into a beam of light that shot straight into the sky.

The beam of light rushing into the sky is tearing apart the sky, forming an incomparably majestic vortex. At this moment, the dragon pulse pressure on the opponent is constantly forced back.

At the same time, all the swords in the hands of the swordsmen in the entire Thunder Blood Square flew uncontrollably in the direction of Lin Yun.

"My sword!"

"What the hell? What's going on here!"

"..."

Except for the extremely powerful swordsmen, who were able to suppress the accident abruptly, almost everyone's swords flew out.

The holy sword with the upper hilt circled above the beam of light and soared upwards. They were like birds worshipping the supreme sword intent in the vortex.

This is the Vault of Heaven Sword Intent!

In the legend, the sword intent that cannot be grasped in the realm of dragon veins, the sword intent of Shenxiao is that God is in the sky, and my sword transforms into the sky. And above the gods, the man is the sky, the sword is the sky, the sky is the sword, and the human and the sword are one.

Yan Tie, Shi Feng, and the Swordsman of the Cloud all stood up suddenly, their faces full of surprise.

They had long guessed whether Lin Yun had mastered the Sword Intent of the Vault of Heaven, and when he actually saw it, he still couldn't hide his shock.

As for Ji Lingfeng and the others, they were all stunned, and they were greatly impacted in the depths of their hearts.

Lin Yun stabbed with a sword, this sword cut off 3,000 bloodshots, smashed the defense of the Mingyue Sacred Armor, and stabbed a hole.

Pfft!

The sword of the funeral flower pierced the blood armor and passed through the opponent's chest. The ground was completely dyed red in the rush of blood.

The God of Fire flew Ao Feng upside down, and the man kept rolling on the ground, his face pale and bloodless.

"receive!"

Lin Yun put the sword on his arm, his expression was stern, slightly tired, and his body shook slightly but he did not fall down after all.

On the Thunder Blood Square, all the demons on the Dragon List saw Lin Yun standing, and their hearts were shocked as if they were hit by a giant hammer, and their hearts were trembling.

too strong!

With just one strike, Lin Yun delivered a critical blow to everyone present. It was really like an exile, with an invincible style and an undefeated edge.

"Hahaha, as expected to be the number one swordsman on the Dragon Ranking list, the number one on the Langya Ranking List, amazing!"

"After all, we have to rely on our swordsmen!"

"This is the style of a swordsman. When Jian Jingtian ranked first on the Dragon Ranking, it was nothing more than that."

"This dragon list is ultimately up to us swordsmen!"

The swordsmen present wept with joy, each expression was excited, as if he had defeated Ao Feng.

"The first place on the Langya list, the top dragon list, and the first place in the Eastern Wilderness, it truly deserves its name."

At this moment, someone laughed loudly, his voice was clear and loud, as if it contained some kind of wonderful rhythm, and it was introduced into the ears of everyone on the Thunder Blood Square.

Ji Lingfeng and others frowned slightly. They followed the sound and found that Mei Zihua did not know when it would arrive.

On a pavilion, holding a pot of wine, he laughed loudly.