The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 383: Endless fight
Chapter 383
"Protect Lin Yun!"
The sword-wielding elder who was fighting the four elders, looked at the enemy deacon who had broken through the sword formation, and his face changed slightly.
There are too many people, after all, there are eight deacons who rushed towards Lin Yun after throwing off the entanglement.
Moreover, this is just the beginning. As the four major elders run wild, more and more dangers will flock to Lin Yun.
"A treasure?"
"I don't know how much power you can exert. If you think that you can avoid death if you have a treasure in your hand, I think you think a little bit more."
Seeing Lin Yun offering the treasure, the eight faces slightly changed, but they sneered.
a treasure, even in the Purple Mansion Realm, I dare not say how random it is when it is displayed.
Lin Yun Xuanwu's nine-fold cultivation base, I'm afraid that even half of the power of the treasure can't be used, and how long it can last is even more of a question.
The true essence consumed by treasures cannot be supported by the descendants of the Xuanwu realm.
"I'm afraid you can't kill enough!"
In the violent wind and heavy snow, Lin Yun looked indifferent, and he said coldly with a fierce wave of the red flame war blade in his hand.
If the opponent has a master of the Purple Mansion realm, he will still have some scruples, but if it is only half a step into the Purple Mansion, he will be blamed for the murder.
When he was in the seventh level of Xuanwu, he could only be equipped with the melee form of this treasure, not to mention the current cultivation base of the nine levels of Xuanwu.
Who is thinking too much, and there will be an answer soon!
"Live and die!"
"I see when you can go crazy!"
"Kill the three core disciples, no one can survive, today your kid will definitely die!"
Seeing Lin Yun's posture, the eight people couldn't help being furious. In terms of strength, they half-stepped to the Zifu Palace, and the number of people was eight times that of Lin Yun. I don't know that Lin Yun, with the confidence he has brought, feels that he has a treasure that can kill the Quartet.
At the moment, the eight people did not care about it, and each teamed up to make a killer move. The true essence and evil spirits were mixed and joined together, and the vast snow was rolled up in the monstrous fierce flames, like a vast snow-capped mountain suppressing Lin Yun.
"Good to come."
sneered at the corner of his mouth. Before the snow-capped killer move fell, he rose into the air and stabbed the sword triangle in his hand.
嘭!
There was a majestic and fierce blood flame surging, and in just a moment, the sharp barb smashed the vast snow-capped mountains to pieces.
The eight people on the ground half-step into the Purple Mansion, their complexion suddenly changed slightly, and they quickly made another killer move.
"Broken Clouds!"
"Break the mountain!"
"Blood Shadow Eighteen Slash!"
"Kuang Yan Yin!"
……
each of the eight people used their unique skills, the true essence was surging, and in the surging suffocation, the visions of true essence condensing fell fiercely towards Lin Yun in the air. The terrifying killer moves, forming a powerful oppressive force, shattered all the snowflakes flying in the air.
"Light of the Haoyue!"
In mid-air, Lin Yun's face remained unchanged, and the world in his eyes was scarlet. Using the sword in his hand to show off the light of the bright moon, he was even violent with a terrifying vision.
The light of the bright moon presented by the treasure is like a blood moon, with a weird and gloomy aura in its magnificence, which makes people shudder.
The blood moon condenses into a ray of sword light, rushing away madly in response to the eight killers.
bang! boom! boom!
The sword light is vertical and horizontal, falling from the sky. This bright moon light is more terrifying than the burial sword. With the blessing of the power of the treasure, not only is the suffocation, the power is bursting, and the power that fills the whole body makes Lin Yun faintly uncontrollable.
噗呲!
is a moment of breathing, the blood smashes through the ultimate move of eight people, and it slashes on one of them with the momentum of thunder.
In the splash of blood, he screamed suddenly.
kill!
Before he woke up, Lin Yun fell down like lightning, and the scarlet sword in his hand stabbed out mercilessly.
His whole body protector Zhenyuan, and the inner armor of the profound weapon were all crushed by this domineering blow.
The whole body burst, exploding into a cloud of blood.
Scarlet Flame Warblade's terrifying hideousness, all appeared, trembling in Lin Yun's hands.
The sudden scene stunned the other seven people, and there was a short pause in the brain.
dignified half-step, the deacon in the Purple Mansion, he would die if he died...
Cut!
There was no time for these people to be shocked, Lin Yun's figure flashed, and while the sword was waving, one person was cut off. "Retreat, retreat!"
"Hurry up, this treasure is a bit weird!"
Two consecutive deaths caused everyone to wake up like a dream. When they saw Lin Yun approaching, the expression in their eyes was flustered.
The Tsing Yi boy in front of them looked as terrifying as a demon in their eyes.
shouldn't give him a chance to get close, but now he wakes up, it's too late.
Kill without mercy, be wiped out!
Lin Yun's eyes were cold, and his expression was extremely indifferent, only pouring his true essence into it without scruples.
The moment he took out the treasure, he left no way out for himself.
Unless his true essence is exhausted, the killing will not stop.
The elders and disciples of the other sects, seeing this scene, looked equally shocked in their eyes. As bystanders, they saw more clearly, the monstrous killing intent on Lin Yun's body was really shocking.
What is even more unbelievable is that two half-step masters of the Purple Mansion died when they said they were dead.
Even if Lin Yun possesses a treasure, it is a bit weird.
Someone trembled: "This guy has a heart of death, and he doesn't leave a way for himself. This kind of person is really scary."
"The half-step deacons of those three sects are all evil cultivators. They look amazing, but they are really stern. When a life and death occurs, they immediately show their original form, but they are a group of people who are greedy for life and fear of death."
"In the end, the evil spirits of the Lingxiao sword pavilion fully reveal the swordsman's character."
"Well, if my generation of righteous disciples all have this courage, how can they suffer from evil cultivation on weekdays."
There are countless evil cultivators scattered in the Great Qin Empire. Once a disciple of the ordinary sect encounters it, it will be more fortunate.
Why?
is the lack of enthusiasm, and I was frightened by the opponent's evil spirits before they played. It is rare to be able to play 50% of the strength of a single body.
In the wind and snow, Lin Yun's courage to regard death as home, and the power of one person, shook the eight evil repairs back.
I have to say, it's really exciting.
"Spring weather turns rain!"
"The big waves will not stop!"
"Smoky water misty!"
"Thousands of miles cold!"
, Lin Yun, who chased him all the way, was always very calm. He used the subtle tricks in the Shuiyue swordsmanship. With the Red Flame War Blade in his hand, they displayed them one by one, and the remaining six people died in the blink of an eye.
's successive deaths made the remaining three people completely shocked.
, crying and crying, running away embarrassedly, shouting incessantly.
Clang!
Seeing the three of them, they were about to die one after another, and a blade of light fell, blocking the red flame battle flag.
Lin Yun only felt that his hands were numb, and he was stunned back. After falling, he retreated a few steps before standing still.
looked up, but it was a gray-clothed old man in Qijuebao, with a strong pressure on his body.
Shockingly, the elder of the Zifu Realm!
"There are such **** people in the Great Qin Empire, the old man really reluctant to kill, but you must die!"
The gray-clothed old man stepped forward, and the sharp and unmatched blade was mixed with the power of the Purple Mansion Realm, and it rushed.
Before anyone arrived, he shattered all the swords on Lin Yun's body.
is too strong...
This is the strength of the Zifu realm powerhouse, half a step from the Zifu, it is completely different from the world, and it is not the same.
Crush!
He didn't give Lin Yun time to rest, deceived him and cut three times.
After three times, Lin Yun's mouth overflowed with blood, and he was shaken out. However, he gritted his teeth during the shock flight, and the war blade used a double-moon blood sickle while it was turning, drawing a **** arc forward.
huh!
Although the gray-clothed old man reacted, he retreated a bit slowly, and a shallow blood stain was pulled out on his chest.
touched the wound on his chest, the gray eyes of the old man became more gloomy.
Clang!
Before Lin Yun hit the ground, his body flashed, and the scarlet sword in Lin Yun's hand was thrown away with a knife, leaving a terrible scar on his chest.
"Brother!"
Xinyan was shocked, and the other elders of Jiange also changed their expressions.
After all, the opponent broke through the line of defense and released an elder from the Purple Mansion Realm, or a fierce swordsman.
"Looking for death!"
Xin Jue, who was entangled with the enemy deacon, his face sank, turned into a flash of lightning, and killed him in shock.
Right now, the sword pavilion is not sufficiently manpowered, and it is difficult for the elders to pull back to help.
The ten sword pavilion elders are basically one enemy to three, and the sword elder even relies on the Xiaoyun sword to defeat ten.
Except for him, no one can help Lin Yun.
Without even thinking about it, Xin Jue used his thunder-thundering sword to the extreme, and rushed.
"Are you here to die again?"
The gray-clothed old man smiled coldly, raised his hand with a stab, and looked at the thunder sword.
The thunder-thundering sword force, which is extremely welcoming, was obviously beyond his expectation, and it was much stronger than he had imagined.
The power of a sword shook it back several steps abruptly.
"If you want to kill Lin Yun, pass me first."
There was a crackling electric light all over his body, Xin Jue exuded a powerful sword force, and looked at the opponent coldly, with no fear.
"Half-step Purple Mansion?"
The gray-clothed old man Mingrui felt the breath of Xin Jue's body. He was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled: "Lingxiao sword pavilion is really talented. If it is an ordinary Purple Mansion realm, I am afraid that it will not help you. Unfortunately, you touch it. It’s me who's on it, die!"
The voice of fell, and it rose into the air and slashed out with a heavy knife.
After a while, the thunder shadow exploded, and when the sword light fell, it looked like a hideous and terrifying flood dragon.
Click!
blocked the sword's Xin Jue, stepped back three steps, and the long sword in his hand exploded. His palm overflowed, and blood dripped down the hilt in the snow.
"Brother, take the sword!"
Not far away, Lin Yun, who was lying on the ground, was heavily injured, clutching the wound on his chest, and throwing a sword from his storage bag.
is the ancient treasure soldier he harvested in the nine-story palace.
Xinjue's eyes flashed with a strange light, and before the precious soldier fell, the person revolved in mid-air and held the sword.
, the light of a sword like a dragon behind him, like a shadow, kills again.
Without thinking about it, Xin Jue suddenly turned around and drew his sword out of its sheath.
Boom!
The sword body is a masterpiece of light, and the sharp sword power contained in the ancient treasures is like a dazzling Hao Sun.
is another treasure?
The gray-clothed old man who rushed over, his face changed a little, but his heart was cursing.
Endless...
"Good sword!"
holding the ancient treasure soldier, Xin Jue in mid-air laughed and made a sword all over her body. He immediately smashed the opponent's fierce and unfeeling sword power, and then won the power without forgiving, and with the might of the treasure, used his thunder-thunder swordsmanship to surpass the limit.
锵锵锵锵锵锵锵!
Nine sword lights that thundered like the sun, one sword was more fierce than the other, and finally smashed the gray-clothed old man's vigorous and solemn Purple Mansion power.
waited until the last sword fell~IndoMTL.com~ stabbed him in the chest and chopped it down.
Mirror Flower Water Moon!
Lin Yun, whose injuries eased slightly on the ground, flashed coldly in his eyes and slapped his palm on the ground.
He stood up in the air, holding the hilt of the sword, letting the sharp snowflakes hit his face, and rushed towards the gray-clothed old man.
"I don't know whether to live or die."
The old man in grey clothes has not yet landed, and when he sees Lin Yun rushing over, the corner of his mouth evokes a disdainful sneer.
was hit by him, and he dared to rush to death.
But his smile quickly condensed, and Lin Yun suddenly turned into nine afterimages in mid-air, rising like a cloud, quietly spreading, true and false, the vast sword power is erratic, making it impossible to remove it. locking.
"Dead!"
The nine afterimages overlapped on their sides, and the moment they overlapped, there was moonlight changing on Lin Yun.
Yin, sunny and round, the situation is changing.
Wait until Lin Yun pierced out with a sword, the cloud is smashed, and Caitoru is bright. The sword light blooms like a flower, the blue sky and clear water, the falling flower and the bright moon fly together, and the autumn water is the same color.
This sword, the mirror flower of water and moon, blooms with a beautiful side among the scattered snow.
噗呲!
The gray-clothed old man had no time to react, so he was hit in the throat with a sword.
Blood splashed out from the neck immediately.
In the vast wind and snow, this tyrannical elder of the Purple Mansion Realm, clutching his neck, fell down extremely unwillingly.
Waiting for the moment he fell, Lin Yun, who had relaxed, vomited blood, his face became paler.
seems to be colder than this fluttering snow.