Chapter 2310

The moment the Tianqiong Sword Intent bloomed, the entire Holy Heaven Courtyard was boiling inside and out, and countless sword cultivators were so excited that they couldn't control themselves.

Jiang Yi's pupils shrank sharply, Haoyang Sword Intent!

But immediately, his face became gloomy: "Do you really think that the sword is invincible? Take my palm first, the palm of the big Wuxiang Fulong!"

The coercion on his body broke through the shackles of the Holy One, and his figure flashed, and his speed reached an unimaginable limit.

Lin Yun raised his brows lightly, and his eyes burst out with almost substantial sharpness. With the blessing of Haoyang's sword intent, he could clearly see the changing trajectory of the opponent's figure.

boom!

Before Jiang Yiren arrived, there was a terrible gust of wind that made Lin Yun's long hair dance wildly.

Lin Yunlang's unique and handsome face, matched with the long fluttering hair, looks like a fairy in a painting with stars and moons in his eyes, and his demeanor is extraordinary.

Jiang Yi's body shape fluctuated, true and false, and finally landed on top of Lin Yun, pressing down hard with his palm.

The golden flame on his body was like a big sun, and the Myriad God Eyes burned and bloomed. A huge phantom of Buddha descended from the sky, and a big hand overlapped his palm.

The Formless Dragon Palm is an extremely terrifying palm technique. In the era when the gods were in chaos, a Buddha used this palm to subdue a pure-blooded dragon.

One descended from the sky like a god and Buddha, and the other was as quiet and elegant as a banished fairy. The two people in the sky and the earth formed a mysterious picture scroll.

The two auras confronted each other and collided, everything seemed to stand still, it seemed that even time could not flow in this world.

"die!"

Jiang Yi shouted angrily, and the Fulong Palm fell heavily.

"break!"

Lin Yunren turned around on the spot, split his body in two, turned into a dragon and a phoenix, and flew out.

Following the secret technique of the Dragon and Phoenix Sword Code, Lin Yun's figure was split into two, and the two afterimages each swung a sword.

Two arc-shaped sword lights with a length of hundreds of feet intersected each other, and the intersecting point just happened to withstand a palm falling from the sky.

The two ultimate moves immediately clashed together.

Rumble!

Under the sky, the void is chaotic, and the streamer is reversed.

Outsiders could not hear any sound, and could only see the chaotic airflow and light filling the entire Tianhuang Altar in the endlessly distorted images.

boom!

After a long time, the golden flame was scattered by the air current, and there was only a click, and the palm light, which was so powerful that it was against the sky, was easily cut into ten pieces by the sword light.

In the silent world, there was a sudden bang and a loud noise, and an incomparably terrifying vision appeared on the Heavenly Desolation Altar.

Jiang Yi flew upside down and took several steps back before he managed to stand still.

There were two hideous and terrible wounds on his chest, and the blood kept spilling out, which made him very uncomfortable.

Jiang Yi's expression became ferocious and frightening, and an even more terrifying aura erupted. Lin Yun, on the other hand, calmly landed with funeral flowers in his hand.

"Not chopped?"

Lin Yun frowned slightly, the holy energy condensed by the Great Formless Divine Art was really terrifying, this ultimate move containing Haoyang's sword intent failed to cut the opponent into pieces.

"I said that sword intent is not invincible, so what about Haoyang sword intent? You are still very young!"

After Jiang Yi's words fell, an eternal flower of the avenue appeared behind him, and he said coldly: "This is my real trump card, the truth is eternal!"

He suddenly sacrificed his own eternal avenue, which is the most violent and overbearing of the nine eternal avenues, the holy way of truth.

The moment the breath of truth erupted, countless lines spread all over his body. These lines criss-crossed, and bloody rays of light permeated the nodes.

At this moment, the world is eclipsed, only this touch of scarlet is dazzling.

"this……"

Everyone's face changed slightly, and their eyes were full of surprise.

Holy way of truth!

The monks present were shocked. The Great Formless Divine Art is already terrifying. Who would have thought that he would also master an eternal way.

"The so-called way of swordsmanship is nothing more than a joke in front of the truth. Funeral dude, sacrifice your holy way of Tai Chi. Let me see your real trump card. Don't play your broken sword there."

Jiang Yi's face was ferocious and cold, without the slightest look of contempt, and he even looked at Lin Yun with some respect.

He recognized Lin Yun!

He had seen Lin Yun make a move, and he knew that the other party had cards, but he was not afraid. This was the pride of Jue Ying.

rub rub rub!

Under such coercion, Lin Yun retreated uncontrollably, his sword breaking like a snowy glacier.

Without sacrificing the Eternal Dao, sword intent alone cannot stop the Eternal Dao. This is the suppression of personality and cannot be changed by human power.

Lin Yun resisted with all his strength, but the impact was too domineering, and he kept retreating.

"Mr. Funeral, I really want to know, if you use the holy way of Tai Chi, is it the way of Tai Chi, or the way of swordsmanship? There is no real sword cultivator in the world. Under eternity, it is all vain..."

Jiang Yi's words were calm, and he only kept urging the holy way of truth, and the wonderful flower behind him, which was so gorgeous that it would never wither, spun wildly at an unimaginable speed.

It's not over yet!

While he was talking, he kept flicking his fingers, only to see the Buddha's light reappear, thousands of lotus flowers bloom, and countless auspicious signs hang down like silk threads.

bang bang bang!

Under the continuous impact of ten finger lights, Lin Yun's Haoyang Sword Intent seemed to collapse, and everyone exclaimed at this moment.

Especially the group of sword cultivators, each of them looked confused and showed pain.

The way of the sword is the supreme holy way, which is firmly suppressed by the nine eternal avenues.

It's okay to be under the holy realm. Once you step on the holy path, as your cultivation level gets higher and higher, it will inevitably become a demon in the heart of the sword cultivator.

At this moment, Jiang Yi is punishing his heart!

If not, Lin Yun will not only be defeated, but even Dao Xin will be finished.

"Ah."

Bai Yuchen, the young master of Tianjian Tower, sighed softly, but shook his head helplessly.

He knows the way of it best, once the sword cultivator masters the Eternal Dao, the sword and eternity will be prioritized.

It goes without saying who is the master and who is the second, this is the inevitable path for all sword cultivators.

Above the peak, there is no place for a swordsman, only monks with swords.

"Scare me so much, how about mastering Haoyang Sword Intent!" The son of Tianlin God finally stood up.

He was in a very happy mood, knowing that Lin Yun would be defeated without a doubt, even if he still had the holy way of Tai Chi to use, it would be futile.

Under Jiang Yi's heart, once Lin Yun uses the holy way of Tai Chi, his heart will be broken.

The more kendo wizards who can't be seen through the ages, the more dire the consequences of a broken Dao heart.

He was sure that Lin Yun was dead!

"Don't you use Taiji holy way? This step has to be taken sooner or later. If the heart of the Tao is not broken, how can you break it and then step on to eternity? Could it be that, you really think that you can destroy my holy way of truth with just sword intent!"

Jiang Yi couldn't help laughing as he spoke. In eternity, the sword intent is all vain.

"It's not impossible."

But Lin Yun replied lightly, before the other party was shocked, his eyes became extremely sharp.

Lin Yun lifted the funeral flower slowly, pointed the sword horizontally at the target, held the hilt of the sword in his right hand and raised it over his chest, and finally stuck it on his left face.

Click!

There was the sound of shackles breaking between heaven and earth, and above the sea of ​​swords between Lin Yun's brows, the hot Haoyang directly burned.

Click!

The shackles were broken again, as if the ban had been opened again, the golden Canglong hidden in Haoyang opened his eyes.

Click!

The shackles were shattered again, and the little golden man surrounded by the blue dragon opened his eyes.

The golden Canglong, the golden villain, the golden Haoyang, and the twin sword souls belonging to Lin Yun completely merged with Haoyang at this moment.

An incomparably dazzling golden light radiated from the center of Lin Yun's eyebrows, and the Haoyang Sword Intent fused with the twin sword souls shot out directly from the center of the eyebrows, and then merged with the funeral flowers.

Rumble!

The golden light on Lin Yun's body exploded, and the ground was blown apart.

For a time, the situation changed, and the sky and the earth turned pale.

A violent and sharp sword sound came from Lin Yun's body, buzzing, and many people were caught off guard and vomited blood again and again.

This sword power erupted in an instant, and it rushed out of the Holy Heaven Courtyard and spread to half of the Holy Heaven City.

With a radius of ten thousand miles, all the swordsmen's swords became uncontrollable. Tens of thousands of swords were like streamers of light, dragging the tail flames, roaring from all directions, and falling towards the Tianhuang God Altar.

"Damn, what's going on?"

"I can't control my sword."

"What the hell is this?"

...

All the swords flew out except for the extremely powerful monks who could be suppressed by the supreme realm.

It's not over yet!

There are also nine thousand silk cloths, imprinted with different divine patterns, like an inverted waterfall rising from the ground.

Thousands of holy swords above, hovering around the nine thousand silk cloth, like a hundred birds facing a phoenix, worshiping the king among them.

This is the Haoyang Sword Intent that belongs exclusively to Lin Yun, thinking about the long distance of heaven and earth, never seeing the ancients before and never seeing the coming again.

Ji Changkong, Xia Qingyun, Ye Wuhen, Dugujue, all of them stood up suddenly, their faces full of surprise and disbelief.

As for the sword cultivator present, he received an unimaginable shock deep in his heart, which was an unimaginable supreme shock.

"Three thousand avenues are unstoppable, and I am the only true immortal in the world!"

Lin Yun laughed loudly, and a sword thrust out amidst the laughter. This sword was for the stubbornness of a swordsman, and for the arrogance of a swordsman.

I have a sword, higher than the emperor.

Puff!

In the blink of an eye, a sword light pierced Jiang Yi's chest, and then the sword light continued, directly shattering the eternal strange flower.

This sword is too fast!

The originally aggressive and eternal pressure of truth that drove Lin Yun to a desperate situation was easily broken by this sword.

Jiang Yi flew upside down, and kept rolling on the ground. When he finally knelt on one knee to stabilize his body, there was no color on his face.

"Are you comfortable, Jueying Shenzi? Don't test my sword heart, I'm going crazy, even I'm afraid of myself."

Lin Yun exhaled turbid air lightly, his expression was stern and slightly tired, his body shook slightly, but after all he was as straight as a sword and proud of his bones.

Whoosh whoosh!

Many monks who came outside the Holy Heaven Courtyard, together with the Tianjiao evildoers who had been there all the time, saw the figure of the Tsing Yi Sword Cultivator, their souls trembled, and the depths of their hearts were shocked and impacted like a giant hammer.

too strong!

What is invincible, this is invincible!

"Fuck, I was scared to death."

"It's too exaggerated to be strong. I, Ni|Ma, this is the real swordsman. I don't care who you are. I have a sword, so just come and fight."

"I feel that the burial boy is not lying. I was really scared just now. I was afraid that he would kill me if he went crazy."

The sword cultivators present were extremely excited, their expressions were agitated, and some even wept with joy, hiding their faces in pain.

"Three thousand avenues, only the sword is the only one to be respected; the burial boy, be the best in all worlds, and suppress the arrogance of an era!"

At this moment, someone laughed wildly, the voice was clear and resonant, this voice revealed some kind of mystery, and it seemed to penetrate time and space continuously.

Obviously, the cultivation base of the speaker has reached an unimaginable realm.

All the monks fell into ecstasy, and they didn't feel any difference. Instead, they became more excited and shouted.

For a moment, it was like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, washing away the world, and thousands of people shouted at the same time.

"The burial boy should be the best in the world, and suppress the arrogance of an era!"

[It was finally written before twelve o'clock. Thank you for your unwavering support this year, especially the book friends who voted for it. In the new year, Brother Yue hopes that everyone will be safe and sound. Happy New Year everyone. Brothers and sisters, we will see you next year! 】