The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 305: Let’s fight!
Chapter Three Hundred and Five
"The beam jumping clown? Huh, who is the beam jumping clown, it will be clear soon!"
Han Zhengyang heard Lin Yun's words, his eyes flashed with anger, and he gave a cold snort.
"Kill!"
Xin Wuhen and 6 Hexuan on both sides, their expressions were equally gloomy, the three of them joined forces to form a sword, and each punched them down.
Boom!
The vigorous true essence gathered in the fists, bursting out a terrifying loud noise, three fists, from different angles to block Lin Yun's retreat.
Seven Profound Steps, taking pictures of people passing by!
Faced with the siege of the three top players in the top ten, Lin Yun didn't panic at all, and the Qi Xuan Step quietly unfolded, spinning in midair.
Both fists thundered and blasted out like lightning.
The fist light carrying Ziyuan Jianjin's strength, under the change of Qixuan Step, burst into a loud noise. The shadow of the sky filled the sky, blocking the attack of the other three people, tightly fitting, and dripping.
"Why is this guy's true essence so condensed?"
Han Zhengyang and the others looked ugly, and Lin Yun contained Jianjin's fists, which made them very uncomfortable.
While his body shape changed, he wanted to break Lin Yun's defense and directly bombard his body. But perseveringly, Lin Yun's Seven Profound Steps were unpredictable, and the afterimages overlapped without leaving any flaws, so he could never succeed.
Boom bang bang!
Suddenly there was a loud noise in mid-air, fist-blows, like a hand-to-hand fight between behemoths of steel, every punch was shocking.
It was already chaotic, and the fierce battle on the sword mound became more and more agitated under the bombardment of this fist collision.
The **** ghost fire burning on the ground, with the surge of true essence, burned more and more violently.
Lin Yun is one enemy three, and he is not in the slightest, even slightly dominant.
"Compete with me? Don't be ashamed."
Mo sneered at the corner of Lin Yun's mouth. Suddenly, dragons and tigers roared inside his body. Between his fists, he danced like a dragon and blood, turning his defense into an offense.
In an instant, the situation reversed, and Longhuquan's fierce and domineering momentum forced the three of them into misery.
Boom!
After ten punches, Han Zhengyang's three people, with blood stains overflowing from the corners of their mouths, were violently blasted out.
After falling on the hilt, the ancient sword under his feet kept humming and shaking. There was an unquenchable **** ghost fire beneath his feet. The faces of several people were pale, and they stabilized after a while.
The three of them joined forces, but Lin Yun easily repelled them, and Han Zhengyang's faces looked very ugly.
"Brother Jiang Feng, this person is not easy to deal with."
A disciple of the Shura League said with a solemn expression.
Jiang Feng is also the second time to see Lin Yun make a move. He only heard his name before, and his eyes flashed with a different color, and he muttered: "This kid's dragon and tiger boxing is really good, but don't worry, appetizers, Han Zhengyang The three of them are just testing his strength. If he only has this ability, it is not enough."
"Sword out!"
Sure enough, after steadying his figure, Han Zhengyang gave a cold snort and took the lead in drawing his sword.
Keng!
The sound of the sword was lost, Xin Wuhen and 6 Hexuan drew their swords at the same time, the sword body trembled, and the sword intent shook. All of a sudden, the three people's momentum changed drastically, completely moving the truth.
"Brother, be careful!"
At this moment, Li Wuyou, who was fighting with others, suddenly said.
It turned out that the three people's effort to draw their swords, a figure, silently, stepped on the hilt of the sword, and came to Lin Yun.
It is the seventh on the list, Huo Donglai!
He sneered in his heart, and it wasn't just Han Zhengyang who wanted to kill you. Since I was given a chance to get close, I couldn't help it.
Without giving Lin Yun a chance to react, he suddenly burst into a violent smile and said with a grin: "Go down, Lin Yun, let this **** ghost fire burn you to residue, and Thunder Cloud sword!"
The sword intent all over his body rushed into the sky, condensing into a black and terrifying thundercloud, deep and rolling. One of the swords pierced out, like a thunderbolt of lightning, fast and sharp.
With the cultivation base of the late stage of the fifth stage of Xuanwu, the ultimate move of this thundercloud sword can be used in such a realm. Even the Leiyun vision has such a trace of outline, this Huo Donglai really deserves the reputation of seventh on the list.
Even the inner disciples with the sixth level of Xuanwu cultivation base, facing this unprepared sword, I am afraid they will have to complain.
The corners of Lin Yun's mouth were raised, and a faint smile appeared on his face. He had a good grasp of the timing, sword moves, and artistic conception. Unfortunately, it was Lin Yun he met.
Crack, click!
The Dragon Elephant Fighting Body Art slammed into motion, and his whole body was tumbling with blood, limbs, hundreds of skeletons, and internal organs, all roaring like wild beasts.
The power of the ancient dragon elephant filled Lin Yun's body, his right hand clenched tightly with five fingers, and suddenly turned around to take a step.
One step, seven afterimages, one punch each, one punch with a force of 100,000 catties, one step seven punches.
This step, this punch, seemed to have an ancient war cauldron, exploding in the air, playing an ancient war song, stirring people's hearts, and boiling blood.
Boom!
A punch was blasted, and the sky thunderclouds shattered on the spot. Huo Donglai, who made a sneak attack behind him, instantly vomited blood, his face extremely pale. The thundercloud condensed by the sword intent was destroyed, causing it to be backlashed on the spot, and with a lightning strike, it lost its prestige in an instant.
The body is in the air, like a pale fallen leaf, just about to fall into the falling **** ghost fire.
Chun!
Between the electric light and flint, he slammed his sword on the burning ground, shook it lightly, leaped back, landed on the hilt, and retreated several steps.
The Dragon Elephant Fighting Body Jue cooperates with the Dacheng Seven Profound Steps, and one step is the overlap of the seven punches. The ability to maximize the lethality of the physical strength in an instant, such a terrifying force, the so-called Thunder Cloud Sword Slash, is just a joke.
"The power of the dragon elephant!"
"It's really the Dragon Elephant Fighting Body Art!"
"Damn it, isn't this Hunyuan Sect's body-refining tactic?"
This punch has attracted much attention, and everyone who saw it was shocked. The Dragon Elephant Fighting Body Jue, but known as the strongest exercise method in the Great Qin Empire, has a very high threshold for comprehension and qualifications, and it is difficult for even the disciples of this school to cultivate.
Ke Lin Yun's fist, the holy voice suddenly appeared, like an ancient war song, at least he has cultivated to the third level.
Without the guidance of the elders, being able to cultivate to such a level is indeed terrifying.
"Fairy sword dance!"
"The long river runs through the sun!"
"Hengjiang breaks the sea!"
Han Zhengyang threw away Huo Donglai with a punch, and before he could catch his breath, the trio of Han Zhengyang's ultimate move fell towards Lin Yun overwhelmingly.
The top ten masters of the three major players have performed their unique tricks. The power is so powerful that it is heart palpitating. The already scorching air, under the turbulent sword intent, seemed to be poured with hot oil on the feet, and the **** ghost fire burned more vigorously.
Lin Yun smiled faintly, knotted the diamond seal with her left hand, knotted the demon with her right hand, one hand was like a dragon, the other was like a tiger, two violent breaths roared over him.
The Purple Kite Sword Art and the Dragon Elephant Combat Body Art were running at the same time, and in an instant, a faint golden light appeared on the surface of Lin Yun's body, which appeared to be calm. Roaring like the blood of a savage beast, violent like a volcano-like diamond seal, and fierce and domineering Fumo seal, they accumulate at the same time.
The combination of two seals is like dancing with the tip of a knife. A little carelessness will lead to a fall in love and a serious injury. Lin Yun will also try again.
But he is full of confidence. After the swordsmanship is promoted to the eighth level, the strong true essence is definitely enough to support the unity of the two seals.
"What is this guy doing?"
Jiang Feng raised his brows, his eyes flickered, and he was extremely shocked.
Faced with the ultimate move performed by the three of them, he took the risk to display the combination of two seals. This kid, thinks his life is too long?
Ye Xiu, who closed his eyes and meditation, sensed an unusual aura, suddenly opened his eyes, and a dignified flash of eyes flashed across his eyes.
Chu Haoyu's brows also wrinkled, slightly surprised.
For a while, many eyes fell on Lin Yun at the same time, and many masters who couldn't bear it from the inner disciples all focused on Lin Yun.
Without him, the looming aura of Lin Yun's body is too amazing.
"Die!"
But the three of Han Zhengyang didn't have much hesitation. The ultimate move was like a storm, and it fell on Lin Yun in the blink of an eye. There was a loud noise, deafening, but without exception, all were blocked by an invisible barrier, unable to make any progress.
It was Lin Yun, his hands swiftly joined the moment the sword light of the opponent fell.
Blast!
Lin Yun blasted out with a punch, and the accumulated power rushed out like a volcanic eruption, dragons roared and tigers roared, and the air was like water waves, with countless ripples.
The majesty of King Kong, the wrath of the devil, like my heart, like my sword, the seal of King Kong!
The power of the fist exploded from the combination of the two seals, and the mountains roared with the tsunami, surging like a flood. Han Zhengyang's trio of swords and power, shattered, vomiting blood and flying wildly, their eyes were terrified.
With a punch, the three of them were hit, and Lin Yun's eyes were cold, and he did not intend to let go.
Seven Profound Steps, the Golden Crow spreads its wings!
The toe lightly tapped on the hilt of the sword, like a golden crow flying horizontally, bursting into a cloud of golden light, and in the blink of an eye, it slammed in front of Bofei Han Zhengyang.
Seeing the cold light in Lin Yun's eyes, Han Zhengyang was shocked and terrified. In the desperate situation, the sword in his hand danced endlessly, and all kinds of killer moves were displayed at this moment of life and death.
Boom bang bang!
The five fingers clenched tightly, the vajra in the hand was imprinted, and the lingering prestige remained. King Kong in one hand, Devil in the other hand, Crazy Dragon in one hand, Angry Tiger in the other. When Lin Yun saw the move, his fists were like thunder and lightning, and he punched more than a dozen punches while breathing, and the impossibility of Han Zhengyang was turned back to life.
"No, Lin Yun, kill me!"
Han Zhengyang was desperate, thinking of the **** ghost fire below, and couldn't help begging for mercy.
The answer to him was Lin Yun's sword-like punch, mercilessly, and blasted it into the sea of fire.
Shoo!
His eyes swept like electricity~IndoMTL.com~ Lin Yun fell on Xin Wuhen and 6 Hexuan who hadn't stood still. The two of them shuddered, their legs were soft in fright, and they flew to other places quickly.
Can you just pass Lin Yun quickly?
Dragon Tiger Fist, Dragon Swinging Tail!
With a heavy blow to the ancient long sword under his feet, Lin Yun drew two arcs and threw two punches like lightning.
Xin Wuhen and 6 Hexuan heard the sound of bone bursting one after another, flying towards the sword tomb like sandbags.
Chun!
When Lin Yun fell, he was full of momentum, blending with the ancient sword under his feet. The sound of the sword screamed, and a powerful sword power rushed into the sky. In the light of the sky, Lin Yun was dancing and dancing, and his cold face, like a knife, was sharp and sharp.
"Who else wants to take Lin Mou's head, just come and fight!"
The young man watched all directions and drank coldly.
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