The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 263: 1 game like a dream
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Chapter 262
The blood will spill over the valley, leaving only one color among the flowers. Before sunset, there was no blood peak on the list of imperial thieves.
Slightly murderous words, word by word from Lin Yun's mouth, clearly spread to everyone's ears.
There was silence at the scene, deathly silence.
Bu Chen and Xiao Ran both opened their mouths, dumbfounded.
The blood dragon immediately, Bai Qiushui's uneasy heart, after Lin Yun said this, Mu Ran calmed down.
His indifferent tone, whispered, let those who think he was joking before.
For no reason, there is an illusion that he can really do what he said.
But!
The person he wants to kill is the thieves’ blood peak, the top 100 casual practitioners on the thieves’ list.
Originally, Chu Haoyu, who was the number one player in the Lingxiao Jian Pavilion list, and the other people in the top ten, can only go to punish the thieves by joining forces.
With one punch and one sword from him, how can people be trusted?
Lin Yun fell to break the silence, and calmly ordered: "Gao Yu, Shangxue Longma, take Miss Bai away."
To be on the Big Thieves list, even if the ranking is only ninety-six, the strength of the blood peak is scary enough.
When the two fight against each other, they will definitely not have any extra energy. The aftermath of the battle is definitely beyond control.
The current situation of the Gao's **** team is impossible to avoid completely.
As long as you fight, you will definitely be hurt by the aftermath, and even die under the aftermath.
Although there is not much affection with these people, Lin Yun is not a casual cultivator after all.
But if the blood peak refuses to go, he can't help it.
The blood dragon horse can only take away two people. It must be Gao Yu, who must be trusted, and Bai Qiushui, who must save his life.
The rest can only ask for blessings.
"Master Lin, leave it to me."
Gao Yu nodded solemnly, turned on his horse, pulled the rein, and ran away with the blood dragon horse.
"Lin Yun!"
It turned into a flash of lightning, and disappeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.
The call left by Bai Qiushui also gradually turned indifferent, pulling out a long echo in the valley.
The rest of the people, kneeling on the ground, thinking of heaven and man fighting.
I want to go but dare not go, lest he anger the blood peak and be beheaded in public.
"Since I debuted, I don’t know how many people as proud as you have been seen. There were two people screaming like this before. But right now, kneeling on the ground like a dog, life and death are in my mind."
Xuefeng stared at Lin Yun coldly, his words didn't show the slightest color.
Buchen and Xiao Ran, who were kneeling on the ground, heard this, their faces were full of shame, and they dared not look up.
"Blood will spread all over the valley, and the flowers will be of one color. You are right, but this blood will not be my blood."
The voice fell, and the **** peak was filled with red light and cold spirit, which overflowed completely.
The grimace mask that he played with with his left hand turned into a faint light, and burst out.
Condensed gas into a sword, hurting people with his fingers.
When Lin Yun raised his hand, a ray of purple sword light popped out, pierced through the air, and instantly hit the mask.
Clang!
The metal-like violent collision sound, like thunder, exploded between the two.
The grimace mask rolled around, but it was not broken, swayed, and slowly fell towards the ground.
Boom!
The aura on the two of them, accompanied by the falling of the masks, rose suddenly and constantly soared.
Xuefeng's six-fold basalt coercion is mixed with that **** evil aura. The place where he stands is like a sea of corpses and blood, looking daunting.
Lin Yun is full of sword intent, blending with the demon king between his brows, unparalleled fierce.
The roar of dragons and tigers in the body rang out, and under the blessing of the dragons and tigers, facing the terrifying pressure of the blood peak, he did not fear at all.
In the horrible confrontation, a terrible aura permeated, and the disciples of the Gao family and the leaders of the sect, who were kneeling on the ground, trembled in fear and trembling.
Slosh!
When the grimace mask completely fell on the ground, the figures of Lin Yun and Xuefeng disappeared in place at the same time.
Boom!
So fast that the naked eye can't catch them, the two punched each other like lightning.
Boom bang bang!
Then the fists burst, and the thunderous sound reverberated in this valley.
The afterimage on the ground is blurry, Lin Yun uses his fist and sword to unite, and cooperates with the purple kite sword tactics to perform dragon and tiger fists to fight the blood peak.
"Break the air seal, the dragon will fly!"
Break the air seal, break the dragon and tiger in my heart, break the power of the heart, the dragon is in the sky, the tiger leaps over the mountains and rivers. The blood devil cuts, the blood knife is like a peak!
Two ultimate moves, they fought recklessly, and the two in midair faced off again.
The fist burst, the aftermath swelled, bang bang, and there were several people on the spot. They couldn't reach the defense and were directly blown up.
Bu Chen, Xiao Ran and others' complexions changed drastically, and they couldn't care much anymore, they got up and retreated wildly.
"Why is he so strong?"
Bu Chen was inexplicably horrified.
Lin Yun is no more than the third level of Xuanwu, even if he is now promoted to the fourth level of Xuanwu, his cultivation is still not small compared to him. But the power of this fist broke out, but he was beyond reach, and he was desperate.
It is also the Dragon Tiger Fist. In Lin Yun's hands, Qi Xuefeng can't control them at all.
His Dragon Tiger Fist can only tickle the opponent, and even the most proud finishing touch has become a great joke.
Boom!
There was another loud noise.
The scarlet evil spirit that permeated Xuefeng's body was exploded into powder by Ling's fist. But this fist light also turned into a little bit of brilliance, containing a great sword intent, scattered everywhere.
The aftermath of the fight between the two suddenly dissipated like a tsunami, and the flowers swayed and trembled in the wind.
"What's the matter? My cultivation base is high and he has two levels. Obviously I have a great advantage. But I can't get the slightest advantage."
The thief's blood peak was shocked.
But he didn't know that Lin Yun was practicing two kinds of marvelous skills at the same time, the Purple Kite Sword Art and the Years Heart Sutra. At the time of the third level of Xuanwu, it was able to defeat the fifth level of Xuanwu, and now four profound veins have been opened up, which are naturally more powerful.
If it weren't for the two great powers, with his ninth rank spirit body qualifications, it was just three Xuanwu six-fold overlord level demon pills.
That's enough, let him attack the Xuanwu Five.
It seems that there are only four levels of Xuanwu, but each level consumes countless resources. With accumulation and accumulation, how can he get much cheaper.
Two great achievements, inheriting the golden age of ancient times, how can they become so famous.
Said he must die, he will definitely die before sunset!
"Blood kills the world!"
Xuefeng took a sigh of relief, drew out the long knife with a handle, and made a hundred-meter blade. In an instant, the sky was full of blood and light, and the prestige was shocking, and there was a hidden tendency to sweep the world.
"Brother, we help you!"
One-eyed Sanxiu and withered Sanxiu, recovering for a while, enduring the severe pain. Each offered a killer move, condensing a strong true essence, and smashed at Lin Yun.
Suddenly, the **** sword light, accompanied by the flame fists of the one-eyed Sanxiu, and the thin black claws of the Sanxiu, hit the sky overwhelmingly.
"Aren't you dead?"
The three ultimate moves are all here, and a cold smile flashes across Xuefeng's face.
He expected that even if Lin Yun could contend with him, his cultivation would be a disadvantage. With more than a hundred moves by the two of them, his own true energy has been exhausted by half, and Lin Yun will only get worse.
The true yuan is probably only one-fifth, or even less.
Under the three ultimate moves, it is hard not to die.
Bu Chen and Xiao Ran, their pupils shrank abruptly. Both of them were leaders in the sect, or were slightly weaker, but they still had vision.
Whether it is the blood of the blood peak killing the world, or the killer moves made by the one-eyed Sanxiu and the withered Sanxiu gritted their teeth, they are beyond their ability to resist.
With three moves, Lin Yun will be disabled even if he survives.
Let you do what you can, and see how you die!
Neither had the slightest sympathy in their hearts, they sneered, and at the same time they thought secretly that they could escape.
"Good job!"
But Lin Yun drank it coldly, his expression unchanged.
The vastness of the true essence surging in the body, without reservation, all emerge at this moment. The whole body's skin bloomed with purple light, like a purple iris flower in full bloom.
"Use the sword to defeat the devil!"
I have a sword, and I have gone through life and death, tried thousands of times, and I am upright. Like the morning sun, like the sun, like the raging flames, like my heart, I will go forward without fear of life and death.
Faced with the three three tricks, Lin Yun's heart was full of passion and fearlessness.
Sacrifice a seal, with one's own reckless sword intent, with this passionate heart, sacrifice the seal of the evil spirit.
Wow!
Yiyin sacrificed, and suddenly the golden light was radiant, and the endless sword intent condensed this radiant hundred-meter giant sword. I am not a Buddha, but I have a sword, I am not afraid of life and death, I am not afraid of demons, I use my sword to control the magic!
The sword is out, and Fu Mo is printed.
This seal is like a flood bursting a dyke, endlessly dying. The one-eyed Sanxiu flame fist, bearing the brunt, was submerged and annihilated by the bright sword light. Immediately afterwards, the terrifying devil claws that were condensed by the writhing and loose repairs were shattered.
Only the one-hundred-meter sword light cut out by the blood peak is like a horse training, facing the sword light condensed by the immortal mark.
Crack, click!
But it only lasted for a while, and the blade light of the hundred meters of blood and light shattered every inch, unable to stop Fu Mo Yin's rage.
The essence of the purple iris flower condensed, violently shook out, and the blood peak's palm shook the cracks, abruptly retreating several steps.
The power of Yiyin, terrifying!
Everyone's complexion changed drastically, especially Buchen, whose eyes almost fell off.
The four seals of the dragon and tiger fist, the diamond seal, the broken air seal, the evil spirit seal, and the heaven seal.
With only two seals, you can formally practice fist techniques to fight and kill the enemy. There are very few people in Xuantianzong who practice the three seals.
Some people even practice boxing after only one seal.
There is no other reason. The Four Seals are too difficult to practice, and the comprehension requirements are high and harsh.
Even he only knows the diamond seal and the broken empty seal.
Fu Moyin, I can't understand it, so why talk about practicing?
But even if it is Fu Moyin, the power should not be so terrifying, he has also seen seniors in the sect.
"How can his mastery of Dragon Tiger Boxing be deeper than mine?"
For a time, Bu Chen felt extremely painful and couldn't accept this result at all.
However, Lin Yun didn't care about so much.
The three of them were repelled by the power of Yiyin, shouted, and chased them.
"Use the sword to defeat the devil and cut!"
Seven Profound Steps, people took a photo after passing by, leaving behind an afterimage. Lin Yun, carrying the power of the devil, punched the one-eyed for free.
Boom!
The horrible fist light contained a vast sword intent, and the one-eyed one-eyed casually repaired on the spot, blasting the bones, turning into a rain of blood, spilling down the valley.
"No..."
Seeing Lin Yun looking at him, his face paled and his legs and feet were numb.
"Cut it again!"
Lin Yun roared like a song, his sword intent screamed, and another punch hit the dead body of San Xiu.
Boom!
The rain of blood in the valley has not yet dissipated, and there is a more violent rain of blood.
In the valley, hundreds of flowers are blooming, colorful, vying for beauty.
At this moment, the Hundred Flowers are dilapidated, all red with blood, only this color remains.
"Blood Demon Slash, Wrath of the Demons!"
The blood peak that landed on the ground, took advantage of Lin Yun's efforts to kill two casual repairs, disheveled, and looked crazy.
Holding the cold-blooming long knife, before Lin Yun kicked, he strode and swung the knife down.
His eyes are blood-red, and the sword light falls, his whole body condenses into a terrifying shadow, and he also swings the knife down.
For a while, magic light and knife shadow roared in the sky, trying to engulf Lin Yun.
"Left side by side!"
Lin Yun snorted coldly, stretched out his hand and held the burial sword flying out of the ancient sword box.
The moment the five fingers clenched the hilt of the sword, a feeling of life and death connected by blood flowed in my heart endlessly.
Wow!
Lin Yun drew his sword out, and the melodious sound resounded through the valley.
The sword body is shining brightly, the sword intent is endless, countless blood rose skateboarders, dreamlike and fantasy, floating out, dancing all over the sky.
Flowers are not flowers, and fog is not fog.
Under the cluster of flowers, Lin Yun's figure is blurred, giving birth to a hazy feeling, making it difficult to distinguish between true and false.
The blood peak that rushed to, the slender eyes, the gloomy light flashed. The fury of the group of demons actually couldn't tell the exact figure of Lin Yun, and the **** suffocation produced by the desperate sacrifice of the overdraft cultivation base became uncertain.
Floating clouds for nine days, eight wastes...!
He hesitated, but Lin Yun did not hesitate. The sword was out of its sheath like a fright, and the Tyrant sword was handed out.
The endless domineering makes the sword tremble, brilliance like the sun, dazzling.
Heavier on your toes, the Seven Profound Steps are deployed to the point where they reach the summit, without a trace of the profound shadow, and the sun is in the sky.
"So fast! This sword can't be avoided~IndoMTL.com~ But I have a fake treasure, but I can count on it..."
Puff!
Xuefeng is still thinking about counting, and when the opponent is shocked to find that the sword light is blocked by the treasure, he will come back to fight back.
But the sword light flashed without hindrance, and cut him in half.
"I said before sunset, you must die!"
The last afterglow of the setting sun fell on Lin Yun's side face, retracted the sword and returned to its sheath. The petals flying all over the sky disappeared and disappeared instantly.
Flowers are not flowers, and fog is not fog.
When there is not a long time to come as a spring dream, there is nowhere to go as a cloud.
The elegance of the foil burial under the setting sun is truly a dream.
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