Chapter 1953

The picture on Fengyuntai completely exceeded Shi Feng Bansheng's expectations.

When he thought about it, even a semi-sage in the Qingyuan realm would be enough to crush Ye Qingtian of Qiyuan Nirvana.

Once promoted to semi-sage, he stepped into the holy way, and from then on became extraordinary.

Because the holy qi is too strong, even if you do not master the rules of the holy way, you can slaughter the evil spirits in the Nirvana realm at will by relying on the holy qi.

For the top leaders of Tianjiao, they have come all the way, and killing enemies across borders is simply commonplace.

The opponent has the advantage of realm, but these arrogant leaders have the advantage of practice, the advantage of talent, the advantage of root and bone, and the inheritance in hand.

Especially when it comes to loose cultivators, or sect cultivators who are not well-known, it is not too easy to kill them.

But at the level of the Holy Dao, it seems extremely difficult.

Even if it is a semi-sage of Qingyuan realm without foundation, and the top ten evildoers on the human king list, it is impossible to kill them.

Conversely, it would be much easier for the other party to kill them.

Jin Xuanyi can be called a legend on the Human King List because of rumors that he killed the semi-sage of Qingyuan Realm.

Therefore, Shi Feng Bansheng, when he saw the black clothed Bansheng appearing, was instantly terrified.

He was afraid that Ye Qingtian would be killed by the opponent within ten strokes, and he didn't even have a chance to rescue him.

But at the scene in front of him, he was stunned and completely dumbfounded.

On the wind and cloud platform.

Holding the funeral flower, Lin Yun calmly used the Firefly Divine Sword. He used this sword technique to the extreme.

The people watching were dazzled and dumbfounded.

He seems to have fought against the half-sage for a long time, and he never fights with the other party recklessly, and does not give the holy energy a chance to invade him.

Relying on brilliant swordsmanship, he fought and retreated on the platform, drawing one circle after another.

The sword glow began to bloom from the light of the firefly, then turned into the wave of dawn, turned into the red of the setting sun, and finally Haoyue concentric, ten thousand swords united, and turned into a firefly again.

The holy aura of the black-clothed half-sage is extremely powerful, and there have been cracks on the wind and cloud platform, but he just can't touch Lin Yun.

The circle drawn by the Firefly Divine Sword continuously squeezed out the holy energy of the vast Duodu during the rotation.

Like four or two thousand pounds, those holy auras that swept out, after falling, smashed countless visions on the wind and cloud platform.

The half-sage in black wanted to use his strength to condense the holy energy in the palm of his hand, and wanted to use this to shatter Lin Yun's sword.

But in the center of the circles on the stage, there is a little firefly blooming. Although the flames are weak, they are connected to each other, as if they have life and they are indelible.

During the blooming of the fireflies, they forcibly blocked the erosion of the holy energy.

Heiyi Bansheng not only did not break the sword, but Lin Yun seized the opportunity and deceived him to turn from defense to attack.

He took off up and down, the afterimage changed, and the sharp sword light left several ferocious scars on the half-sage in black.

Blood was seen on Fengyuntai, but this blood was not Lin Yun's, but half-holy blood.

This is a scene that no one expected. Whether it is the leader of the six holy places or the master of the Human King List hiding in the dark, all are dumbfounded.

"how can that be……"

Qu Duan looked almost lost, and looked extremely decadent. He said, "I've only been in seclusion for two years. The world is changing too fast. Where is this rare swordsman wizard that has been seen in five hundred years."

Li Yanxian swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva on the side, and said weakly: "I'm afraid it will be five hundred years. It's too difficult, it's really too difficult, it's unbelievable."

"Since the sword shocked the sky, Donghuang has produced another thousand-year-old genius, but unfortunately..."

"What a pity?" Qu Duan asked.

Li Yanxian looked bitter, what else could it be, but unfortunately it wasn't me!

Eighteen years ago, the shocking sound of the sword shook the ancient world, coercing the six holy places, one person and one sword, so that all the leaders of the holy places could not lift their heads.

Even the Shenlong Empire spread his name, but unfortunately he passed away like a meteor.

Since then, Donghuang kendo has fallen into the era of ten thousand horses and all horses.

Li Yanxian was the top ten sword cultivators on the Human King List. He could see quite clearly that Lin Yun relied on his kendo skills and forcibly suppressed the black-clothed half-sage.

As the saying goes, one power will drop ten sessions!

But conversely, cleverness can also be disruptive, as long as your skills can reach the pinnacle, everything is relative.

Yinghuo Divine Sword, he can also Li Yanxian, and even Wan Jian Guiyi is barely successful.

But the same swordsmanship, in Lin Yun's hands, is more than ten times stronger than him.

too exaggerated!

This is the real Yinghuo Divine Sword, just like Jianzu said back then, the light of Yinghuo can also compete with Haoyue for glory.

Today on the stage, who would dare to say that Qiyuan Nirvana cannot compete with the semi-sage?

This is the style of my sword cultivator. Although Li Yanxian can't take the stage, he yearns for it.

"Junior Brother, step back first."

Jiuyang, who was entangled with Shi Feng Half-Saint, saw this behind the scenes, his face was extremely ugly.

He tasted something that wasn't quite right, and the junior brother's mood was completely chaotic, and he might fall into a very dangerous situation if he continued this way.

He didn't care much, and immediately shouted.

"It's just a stubby, I'll kill it! The sun and the moon are in the sky!"

Black-clothed Bansheng was so angry that he didn't listen at all. He suddenly retreated several hundred meters, his hands changed and he used Mingzong's ultimate move.

boom!

The sun and the moon were in the air, turning into an ancient Ming character, falling from the sky and covering the entire wind and cloud platform.

"Go to hell!"

The black-clothed half-holy was furious, his face twisted, he raised his hand and manipulated "Sun and Moon" to suppress it directly.

Lin Yun raised his head and glanced, knowing that this palm could not be avoided.

He has "trained hands" with the blood crow ancestors many times in the Valley of Ten Thousand Graves, and knows how to deal with holy energy and how to avoid it.

He has also been tortured by holy spirit, suffered losses, and fell into trouble.

But now, he wants to try!

hum!

Burial Flower's entire sword body trembled frantically, and the sword glow burst out with an incomparably tyrannical fighting intent.

"The funeral flower knows what I mean."

Lin Yun smiled, he could have this sword for company in his life, what more could he ask for.

He thought of the words that Sword Saint Tianxuan said when he was studying swords in Youlan Academy, Yaoguang's lineage, can't he admit defeat once?

He stood still, looking at the ancient Ming characters pressed down above his head, he seemed extremely calm.

Lin Yun's smile subsided, he didn't answer at that time, but he actually already had the answer in his heart.

Yaoguang's lineage will never admit defeat!

Lin Yun took a deep breath and took a step forward between the places.

Swish!

When this step was taken, twelve afterimages burst out from his body immediately, each with a sword.

The afterimages persisted, and from a distance it looked like Yinghuo had walked out of his short life.

From the light of the firefly, to the snow of the Tianshan Mountains, to the color of silver, to the silvery brilliance of the moon...

Many afterimages surround, just forming a circle.

Lin Yun took another step and stepped back to the original point. The afterimages overlapped, and the myriad visions turned into the light of firefly again, and stabbed out with this sword.

Whoa!

The lights of other fireflies floating on the platform reflected countless figures of Lin Yun, and then the fireflies kept escaping into his body.

When the sword was really stabbed out, the entire Fengyuntai trembled, and all the swords became empty, and the swords returned to one.

boom!

The weakest part of the ancient Ming character in the thorn of the sword, that powerful and terrifying ancient Ming character is like a punctured balloon.

The holy energy continued to dissipate, and the coercion decreased wildly, and then disappeared.

rub rub!

The corners of Lin Yun's mouth spilled blood, and he was knocked back 100 meters by this sword, but his face was full of excitement.

It worked!

He returned to one with ten thousand swords and blocked the half-sacred blow from the front, how happy he was.

If Tianxuan Sword Saint saw this scene, he would be very pleased.

"how can that be?"

The half-sage in black was extremely shocked and looked at Lin Yun in disbelief.

"I don't believe it, I can't kill you!"

The half-sage's eyes showed a mad look, he made a desperate gamble, and the cyan holy energy surged wildly in his body.

boom!

Then he pushed his hands out, and the vast amount of anger condensed into a ball of cyan energy, like a volcano about to explode.

There was a dead silence on the martial arts arena, everyone gasped, and their faces changed dramatically.

This half-sage in black is desperate!

A seven-element nirvana, to actually force a half-sage to such a degree, is a bit too exaggerated.

The black-clothed half-sage's move can be said to be incoherent, with flaws all over his body, he is a reckless one!

He ran wildly on the wind and cloud platform, and the semi-sacred power bloomed, constantly approaching Lin Yun.

The expressions of everyone present became extremely nervous, which was shameless.

Lin Yun couldn't break the move at all, and there was no other way except jumping off the wind and cloud platform and being forced to abstain.

"No, he still has a sword."

Li Yanxian muttered.

Not only him, but many people have thought of that sword, but at such a juncture of life and death, does Lin Yun dare to draw the sword?

This is a semi-holy. If you can't make a sword, you will definitely die.

Moment of light!

But Lin Yun didn't hesitate at all, raised his hand and swung the sword out.

boom!

This time, under the pressure of the semi-sacred power, the light of the moment was a little slower, and everyone finally saw the sword clearly.

The vision blooms, the sky rises and the earth descends.

That was the beginning of chaos, the beginning of reincarnation, that was the first light born between heaven and earth.

This sword slashed the energy ball condensed by the blue holy energy into two halves on the spot.

But the holy energy, which was divided into two halves, still burst open, shattering Lin Yun's firefly sword.

Pfft!

At the same time, the black-clothed half-sage himself avoided this sword dangerously and dangerously, but there was a terrifying sword mark on his chest, and his head was still on his neck.

The half-sage in black grinned: "Ye Qingtian, what other means do you have?"

He was not lightly injured, ridiculously flamboyant, and looked extremely happy.

Finally forced out this sword, after this sword, the opponent has no means to threaten him.

After going around for so long, I can finally ravage this kid.

The power of the semi-sacred, in fact, the other party can easily humiliate.

Lin Yun said, "You didn't know I was Jian Xiu?"

The black-clothed semi-sacred ticket was in hand, and he sneered, "What about Jianxiu?"

Lin Yun looked at the other party, raised his head suddenly, his eyes were deep, and he said solemnly: "My sword cultivator, the blood is not exhausted, I will fight to the death, if I can breathe, I will never admit defeat, not to mention who told you that I have no means? "

"Um?"

The half-sage in black was in shock, Lin Yun's eyebrows radiated light, and an extremely terrifying sword intent was released from his body.

God is in the sky, the sword is in the sky, thirty-six days away, the galaxy is in a dream.

Click!

When the Xinghe Sword Intent was sacrificed, the half-sacred power of the black-clothed half-sage immediately appeared in the slightest cracks.

The sword light on Lin Yun's body condensed into a beam of light and rushed into the sky, piercing the clouds.

Lin Yun didn't give the opponent a chance to be surprised, he raised his hand and stabbed it out.

The half-sage in black has already retreated very quickly. The moment Lin Yun sacrificed the galaxy, his eyes showed a look of horror.

Xinghe Sword Intent, this is the Xinghe Sword Intent that even the strongest in the holy realm may not master.

But at such a close distance, it is strange that he can dodge.

Pfft!

This sword pierced through the heart in an instant.

"You... stop me!"

The blood kept spilling out of the black-clothed half-sage's mouth, he held the funeral flower in both hands, stared at Lin Yun and said with great difficulty.

Lin Yun ignored it, deep in the sea of ​​swords between the eyebrows, the fire of the stars the size of the mill was burning wildly.

Xinghe Sword Intent followed the sword body, continuously injected into the opponent's body, and filled the opponent's body like a destructive force.

The black-clothed half-sage wanted to stop it, but found that he couldn't do it at all. The holy energy remaining in his body couldn't stop these Galaxy Sword Intent at all.

"I am Mingzong Bansheng, you can't kill me!" Heiyi Bansheng said unwillingly.

"Have you heard a word?"

Lin Yun didn't wait for him to answer, his long hair was flying in the air, his eyebrows were sharp, and he said loudly, "A man is so determined to give up, let's try it out, mend the sky."

Can't a half saint be killed?

The one who killed is a half-holy!

boom!

The sword in his hand stabbed into it fiercely, and the Xinghe Sword in the opponent's body detonated.