Chapter 2184

On the edge of Yanlong's head, King Luo Ying held the Tianyue Saber and kept kicking, his face was extremely pale.

Seeing this scene, everyone below was very excited.

"What a funeral dude."

Qu Wushuang was amazed, looked from a distance, and muttered: "I thought the golden-eyed demons must be peers, but I didn't expect that there is a sky outside the sky, but my vision is too low."

In fact, it is not that his vision is too low, but most of them think so.

How terrifying the golden-eyed demon is, Luo Ying King Deng Yanlong has shown an invincible demeanor before, and almost no one can stop him.

Except for a few fourth-order holy monarchs, who could barely block him for a moment, the others were defeated in one round.

Thinking about it now, even if Shuntian, Ziying, and Karasuma were the three top sages of the fourth-order peak, they would not be able to stop him.

Lin Yun held the funeral flower in his hand and looked at King Luo Ying with a cold expression.

Even the blood of the Spirit King cannot be domineering in the face of this edge.

"Another Tianyue Scimitar?"

Lin Yun noticed the Tianyue Scimitar in the hands of King Luo Ying, and his eyes flashed with surprise.

If he remembered correctly, King Luo Ying's Tianyue Saber had already been broken by him.

The Tianyue Saber in front of him is exactly the same as the previous one, but it looks even more bizarre when it is stained with the blood of the Spirit King.

"Cough cough!"

King Luo Ying coughed a few times, and every time he coughed, he spat out blood, and his face looked extremely uncomfortable.

However, he was not really seriously injured, although the embarrassed and bloody eyes showed excitement and madness.

"You don't think this king has only one sword, do you?"

King Luo Ying smiled faintly: "The real Tianyue Saber is the Supreme Sacred Artifact. These are just replicas. If the Supreme Tianyue is in hand, thousands of miles away, this king can also take your head."

Lin Yun was slightly startled when he heard the words, and immediately smiled.

When I don't have the Hallows?

If it wasn't for the fear of Tianlun Pagoda, and because of his cautious nature, he would easily suppress the opponent with the Buddha Emperor's Golden Lotus Spear.

"why are you laughing?"

King Luo Ying felt contempt in Lin Yun's smile, and immediately became angry.

Lin Yun stood with his hands behind his back, his right hand holding the funeral flower in front of his eyes, the sword body as smooth as a mirror reflected his handsome and cold brows.

"What am I laughing at, you don't know? The dignified golden-eyed demon, the fourth-order holy monarch, was crushed by my semi-sacred peak, and he dared to kill me thousands of miles away."

Lin Yun waved his hand back and pointed his sword to the ground. He raised his eyes and said coldly, "Not to mention, I gave you a hand. King Luo Ying, where's your face?"

King Luo Ying's face suddenly changed to blue and red, and he was so angry that he couldn't refute it.

Because Lin Yun is telling the truth!

"It's not over yet, Burial Playboy."

King Luo Ying was completely furious, and his long hair exploded with a bang, his eyebrows and eyes kept firming, and strands of golden lines appeared on his delicate face, which looked hideous and terrifying.

Swish!

He condensed the Taiyin Domain again, held the Tianyue Scimitar, and pressed it with a majestic cultivation base.

He learned the lesson just now, and instead of fighting against Lin Yun with swordsmanship, every move and style became unpretentious.

Every blow will bring out the advantage of one's own cultivation, as well as the blood of his own Spirit King, and the power of the Taiyin Domain.

I have to say, this is indeed a very smart decision.

Unfortunately, his opponent was Lin Yun.

Only the first ten moves made Lin Yun quite uncomfortable. His right hand was almost numb, and the bones of his arm were broken.

But after ten strokes, Lin Yun became quite calm.

Based on the rules of kendo, he took swordsmanship as a guide, and showed his various advantages, the two swords of Fenglei Dao, Canglong Divine Body, and Dragon Phoenix Taixuan one by one.

Thousands of wonderful methods, all in one sword.

Initially, he could only resist with all his might, but soon Lin Yun could stab a few swords with his backhand, leaving his opponent in a hurry.

There is no end to the level of Taoism.

Lin Yun became more and more calm as he fought, and his understanding of this sentence was deepening.

The disadvantage of the realm really exists, but as long as the technique reaches the limit, or even constantly exceeds the limit, it can make up for this disadvantage.

Once you make up for this disadvantage, your art will become your Tao, ever-changing, and all kinds of means alone are enough to dazzle the opponent and make them exhausted.

King Luo Ying was in such a situation, he was still very fierce at first, but gradually something was wrong, and his face became more and more ugly.

Just dealing with Lin Yun's swordsmanship was enough of a headache, but there were still wind and thunder roaring, and Canglong roaring, and Tianlong and Divine Phoenix were constantly being born in swordsmanship.

After dozens of strokes, Lin Yun's sword was like a thunderbolt, and it was almost impossible to add any more, leaving dozens of scars on King Luo Ying's body.

It may not be fatal enough, but it will eventually become a serious injury when it accumulates.

What's more troublesome is that King Luo Ying's power is lost!

The absolute coercion belonging to the spirit king's bloodline is not even feared by the supreme astrology, and can even be suppressed a little, but at the moment, it is riddled with holes by Lin Yun.

After another ten strokes, the funeral flower lightly tapped the Tianyue machete, shook it away, and slashed the opponent's chest with a backhand.

King Luo Ying's middle door was fully open, and he instinctively wanted to hide, which just happened to fall in Lin Yun's back hand.

Lin Yun changed his moves at a lightning-fast speed, waving the funeral flower to cut out an arc.

boom!

The blood splashed on King Luo Ying's chest, and he was immediately shaken and flew out. The whole process was smooth and smooth.

From beginning to end, Lin Yun carried his left hand on his back and did not move a step.

But just as Lin Yun stepped forward, a folding fan drew an arc, bypassing Lin Yun and slashing towards the back of his neck.

"I was on guard against you."

Lin Yun didn't panic at all, and when he turned his wrist, the funeral flower shook the folding fan flying like a palm and eyes.

Swish!

Zhao Tianyu was in the air, and with his arms outstretched, he took over the flying fan.

"Purple Electric God Eyes!"

He has been observing in secret, and the moment he makes a move, it is the ultimate move, an ancient mark of destruction appears in his eyes, and endless electric light rushes out from his eyes.

boom!

In the thunderous roar, the power of the gods immediately suppressed Lin Yun's sword.

"die!"

King Luo Ying took this opportunity to turn into a flash of lightning and kill him.

Ji Zixi and Li Feibai's expressions changed greatly when they saw this. The Blood Moon God Son and King Luo Ying joined forces at the same time. Naturally, it was impossible for them to stand on the sidelines.

"Let him come!"

But just as he was about to shoot, Lin Yun gave a cold drink and stopped the two girls.

Divine Dragon Sun and Moon Seal, Heaven and Earth are concentric!

Lin Yunren turned around on the spot, brushed, and his body was divided into two, one for the Tianlong and the other for the Divine Phoenix.

"It's this trick again!"

A look of fear flashed in King Luo Ying's eyes, his face changed slightly, the space in front of him was distorted, the heaven and the earth were reversed, and the yin and yang were reversed.

Whether it was Zidian Shenmu or his sword light, they were all vanished by the distorted space.

He and Zhao Tianyu were pulled into this twisted space at the same time, their bodies kept turning, and they fought against a Lin Yun respectively.

In the eyes of outsiders, the space is distorted and blurred, and the sky and the ground are full of forest clouds, dazzling like a broken lens.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

"It's amazing!"

"I don't understand it at all..."

...

Below are all the powerful people in the holy realm, but the swordsmanship that Lin Yun is using at the moment, all the holy monarchs have numb scalps, and they can't see too many clues.

Zhao Tianyu and King Luo Ying, who were trapped in it, were extremely uncomfortable and tried their best to break free.

"Flying the sky and grasping the moon!"

"Cut the stars and seize the sun!"

The two no longer dared to keep their hands, and they each resorted to the Dragon Spirit-level ultimate move, and an astonishing coercion broke out in an instant.

Ka Ka Ka!

The distorted space immediately shattered like a mirror, and I have to say that the power of these two ultimate moves is terrifying.

"Flowers bloom for a moment!"

Lin Yun didn't hold back either, and the Firefly Divine Sword entered the Dao Scroll, almost the moment when the sword light bloomed.

The rules of kendo on his body erupted like a brilliant sun, and his body turned nine to ninety-eight times in one breath.

Every time it is turned, it swings out ninety-nine-eighty-one swords. The strange flower of the Supreme Holy Dao only blooms for a moment, but the sword light that can be swung out is innumerable.

Unimaginable flowers and shadows overlap, and time seems to be in chaos.

Obviously only for a moment, but everyone saw thousands of sword lights and dozens of strange flowers blooming.

boom!

King Luo Ying and Zhao Tianyu were blown away at the same time, and small holes appeared in their bodies, and blood kept pouring out of them.

But it's not over yet!

Lin Yun soared into the air, and his left hand, which was carried behind him from beginning to end, stretched out violently, condensing all the rules of kendo and popping them out.

This beam of sword light came to King Luo Ying's eyebrows almost at the moment when the two of them landed.

"Be careful!"

King Luo Ying didn't react at all, Zhao Tianyu blocked the opponent's forehead with the folding fan in his hand at the last minute.

The folding fan is a treasure made of metal. If Zhao Tianyu can use it as a weapon, it must be of high quality.

boom!

But the folding fan exploded in an instant, Zhao Tianyu spat out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person was stunned on the spot.

"how can that be?"

The condensed sword light still did not dissipate, it was fleeting, and it passed directly through the eyebrows and vertical eyes.

"Walk!"

Zhao Tianyu grabbed King Luo Ying and withdrew like lightning.

Lin Yun landed, he took a step forward and frowned slightly.

Without Zhao Tianyu's folding fan, this blow would have exploded King Luo Ying's head, and the vertical eye would have also flown out directly.

When the vertical eye flew out, what was waiting for it was the funeral flower that was ready to go.

But now this King Luo Ying is in a miserable state, but it is really hard to say whether he is dead or not.

Based on Lin Yun's understanding of the demon clan, it is probably difficult to die, so his face is not very good-looking.

He was not satisfied, but the many holy monks in the Yanlong Valley were all dumbfounded.

They opened their mouths wide, unable to say anything in shock.

Many senior monks in the holy realm looked stunned, their hearts thumping wildly, as if they were about to jump out of their chests.

"Wang Muyan, if you don't make a move, when will you wait!"

Zhao Tianyu's loud shout resounded through the sky, interrupting everyone's shock.

Only then did everyone wake up, and the Tianlun Tower was above their heads!

Wang Muyan was injured by Lin Yun before, but after Zhao Tianyu and King Luo Ying's shots, he probably recovered a long time ago.

"Time is respected, space is king, above the mountains and rivers, the stars move!"

This kind of worry quickly became a reality, Wang Muyan saw Lin Yun's various demeanor, and no longer had any reservations.

She turned her hands to the sky, like a god, the imprints of time and space were constantly circulating around her, the time flowed and the space was reset, and unimaginable terrifying pressure erupted from her body.

boom!

Almost as soon as the voice fell, the Yanlong Valley, which spanned thousands of miles, immediately fell apart.

Boom!

The ground is constantly collapsing, but if you look closely, it is not simply the earth bursting, but the space is collapsing and collapsing.

There are many holy places that fall directly down without being careful, and the body falls uncontrollably.

And the crack is as deep and endless as an abyss. They fell into one of them and were extremely terrified, and many methods could not be used.

"No no no!"

During the fall, this group of holy realm powerhouses let out a desperate roar, and this kind of power was completely unstoppable.

boom!

Under the control of Wang Muyan, the Tianlun Tower continued to fall with unpredictable power.

The speed of the tower falling is not fast, even quite slow, but the terrifying power seems to completely pierce the entire ruins of the sky.

In the depths, there is simply no way to escape, but there is no escape.

"Lin Yun, I can't stop it."

Ji Zixi's face was pale, and she said with great fear.

In this ruins of ruins separated by the Mountains of Burial, the Supreme Sacred Artifact cannot connect with the Supreme Astrology thirty-six days away, and its power is much smaller.

Ji Zixi, who had the Divine Phoenix Mirror, also seemed very powerless against such a Tianlun Pagoda.

far away.

Zhao Tianyu held King Luo Ying, whose life and death were unknown, and shook his head when he saw the scene in front of him.

It was really not what he wanted to go this far.

Not only did Wang Muyan have to pay a great price, but even these holy realm powerhouses, as well as the demons who came forward, had to be annihilated together.

Just to bury a kendo wizard.

Not bad!

Zhao Tianyu looked at Lin Yun from a distance, and said lightly, "Farewell, Burial Playboy."

Shuntian Shengjun and others, who have traveled tens of thousands of miles, still feel this pressure, and they are all frightened and terrified.

Fortunately, fortunately ran ahead of time.

"It's a pity, the genius of the burial of the playboy generation was buried like this." Liu Yunlan shook his head and sighed with a look of pity on his face.

The young master of Mingzong, whose palm has not grown yet, sneered expressionlessly: "Good to die."

Liu Yunlan frowned slightly and did not answer.

"Let's go quickly, the Blood Moon Divine Sect has already achieved the general trend, and Donghuang is afraid that there will be a complete chaos."

Shuntian Shengjun and others did not dare to delay, glanced back, and quickly escaped from this area.

...

Yanlong skeleton, above the head.

After the initial panic and panic, both Li Feibai and Ji Zixi calmed down.

Li Feibai looked at the turbulent flow of time and space around the Yanlong Valley, and it was his heart to run away.

"Burning Playboy, there are two beautiful women buried with you when you are dying, how do you feel?"

Li Feibai restores the nature of Le Ziren, but at the juncture of life and death, he is very uneasy.

Ah, are you going to die with Lin Yun?

Ji Zixi had never thought about this question, but Li Feibai suddenly reminded her that there was a hint of shyness on her beautiful face.

"What am I thinking? I'm going to die..." Ji Zixi was shy, but she couldn't help but look at Lin Yun.

"Can't die."

Lin Yun put the end of the funeral flower into his heart, and then spread out his right hand, where the blood of Yanlong's heart that was swallowed by the anger of the blue dragon had turned into a blood mark.

"What is this?" Ji Zixi stepped forward.

Lin Yundao: "Remember, I told you that the stone tablet is actually something too cold and ice, is it the blood of Yanlong's heart?"

Ji Zixi recalled, it seemed that this happened, she was still very strange at the time, why Lin Yun must go to see the stone tablet.

Lin Yun said: "This is the blood of its heart."

"what?"

Ji Zixi and Li Feibai let out a soft cry at the same time.

Lin Yun looked at the head under his feet, and said softly, "Shen Huo, who was guarding the dead, was taken away by people who were linked to other races. You are not reconciled, are you?"

He was asking about the flame dragon under his feet, but the flame dragon was only left with bones.

Both Li Feibai and Ji Zixi were extremely surprised, how could this ancient Yanlong be able to hear Lin Yun's question after not knowing how many years he had been dead.

But the two girls couldn't see that the moment Lin Yun's voice fell, an invisible teardrop fell from the eye socket of Yanlong's skeleton.

It is the partner of the annihilation god, the true dragon bloodline, and the Kunlun can be used to fight foreign gods in the ancient times.

It remembers the smile after the death of the gods. The gods fought all their lives and died to protect Kunlun, and they never regretted their death.

It keeps the promise of the king and keeps it all his life.

It is the most trusted existence of the Divine Monarch. It promised to protect everything the Divine Monarch left behind, and it promised...

"Not reconciled? Then come back to life!"

Lin Yun's expression was solemn, his waist sank, his long hair fluttering and a palm slapped on Yanlong's head, and the dragon's blood in his palm continued to infiltrate.