The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 406: Superior and superb
Chapter 406
Roar!
The dragon scale horse exploded with an astonishing aura at a moment, and the golden hair all over his body was shining brightly in his roar. The dragon scale guards on horsebacks each held a long spear, and the long spears huffed with cold light.
The eight long spears combined with the terrifying aura of the dragon-scale horse, burst out with sharp and sharp aura, like eight mad dragons.
pierced through the air and hit the center, the sound of the gun tip trembling as sharp as a roar, very ear-piercing.
Everything happened between the electric light and flint, and the horror of the dragon scale guard was perfectly displayed in just a moment.
According to rumors, eight dragon scale guards joined forces to slash the Purple Mansion!
Lin Yun's cold eyes were like electricity, and he lightly patted the neck of the blood dragon horse.
Facing the shocking weather of the outbreak of eight dragon-scale horses, the blood dragon horse roared like thunder, the four hoofs burst out bright lightning, and terrible blood flames burned all over.
boundless evil spirit, like a violent flame, soaring into the sky on it.
Boom!
The blood dragon horse stomped forward, and the half-foot thick snow on the ground suddenly burst. The lightning flashes, the wind is trembling, and the real evil spirit roars with the roar of the blood dragon horse.
A seemingly simple step, but when the front hooves of the blood dragon fall, the wind and clouds change color and the snow flutters.
Eight aggressive dragon-scale horses, suddenly out of control, started running wildly in place.
The dragon scale guard on horseback suddenly changed his complexion, and the spear in his hand roared like a mad dragon, and the battle was chaotic.
The corner of the blood dragon horse's mouth raised a disdainful smile, stepped out, and rushed like lightning.
Woo!
wailing, eight blood dragon horses trembling, squatted to the ground, and the dragon scale horses were torn down.
The sudden change made the eyes of these eight dragon scale horses flashed with panic.
sat down on the dragon scale horse, but he would not be afraid of the fierce beasts in the purple mansion. Under the pressure of the blood dragon horse, he couldn't even get up.
"Kill!"
But these eight people have experienced many battles, and almost immediately when they fell, they slapped their palms on the snow.
Boom!
Snowflakes splattered randomly, and the eight figures regained their prestige and spurred towards the blood dragon.
Without the blessing of the dragon scale horse, the voice of the eight people is much weaker, but they are still strong under the cooperation, which makes people afraid to underestimate.
The blood dragon immediately flashed a chill between Lin Yun's eyebrows, and the sword intent all over his body merged with the evil spirit of sitting on the blood dragon horse.
The already violent blood dragons and horses are pressured, and their prestige skyrocketed. The eight dragon scale guards only felt the pressure of the fall, like a sharp sword wind, constantly slapped and buzzed their armor.
Under the shock, the blood was tumbling, and his face was very ugly.
"Go!"
Suddenly, Lin Yun violently pulled the reins, and the forelimbs of the blood dragon horse leaped high. The war horse neighed, and its upper body swept out in the air, its hooves as fast as electricity and thick as a mountain.
Along with the terrifying force, eight dragon scale guards armed with guns were kicked into the air by the blood dragon horse.
嘭!
When the **** dragon and horse fell on both hooves, the ground was trembling, bursting out a real temperament. The eight dragon scale guards in mid-air spit out blood and fell to the ground severely.
was pale and rolled on the ground, but he couldn't get up anymore.
The wind and snow did not stop, Lin Yunyun was sitting on the blood dragon horse, his eyes swept forward coldly.
The four directions were afraid of silence, and the dragon-scale horse was defeated so quickly, which surprised many people.
The warriors watching near the streets and in the pavilions all showed incredible expressions in their eyes. Looking at the blood dragon horse sitting down, there was a look of jealousy in their eyes.
This horse is a bit too irritable.
The eight dragon scale guards who fell to the ground were not able to get out of the teacher, like a slap on the eldest prince and others.
Qin Yu held his five fingers on the armrest of the carriage, and kept moving. Although he didn't say a word, everyone could feel the gloomy killing intent on him.
On both sides of the carriage, Xuan Tianzong Han Gang, Shuiyue Villa Wang Feng, Hunyuan Men Ji Wuheng, Qin Tian Academy Tang Jie, and Lingxiao Sword Pavilion Bai Lixuan, these masters of the Qingxuan Society, all have a cold killing on their bodies. meaning.
"Let me come this trash."
Without waiting for the others to come forward, Xuan Tianzong Han Gang, patted the horse and walked forward.
His gaze fell on Lin Yun who was on the blood dragon horse, and he said coldly: "A waste person who has broken his own profound veins, dare to come to the prince's wedding to make trouble, I think you are really impatient. ."
In the old days, at the princess mansion’s Qiongtai feast, the other party abolished his junior brother Bai Yu, and he was murdered.
Unfortunately, not only did he fail to kill this kid, but he lost to Xinjue's hands, which made him feel ashamed. Today, his cultivation base has advanced greatly, and the Demon Fist has been cultivated to the peak of perfection, and his strength is not what it used to be.
I thought, the Dragon Gate competition, the big defeat, Xinjue, a shame.
but I didn’t expect the opponent to disappear.
Although Ke Xinjue is dead, Lin Yun is still alive. This is undoubtedly a great opportunity to kill the opponent.
broke into the prince’s wedding and wounded the Dragon Scale Guard, each of them was enough to make him dead.
Jin Huaguang suddenly bloomed all over his body. The fierce and domineering Buddha, matched with his violent killing intent, was like a Buddhist King Kong walking out of a picture album.
The mighty Buddha, endless fascination, thunder and fury, and violent momentum made this wind and snow a hindrance.
"Devil Fist!"
"Han Gang’s Conquering Demon Fist is said to have cultivated to the highest level of consummation, but Lin Yun is self-defeating his profound veins, and if his strength does not advance, he will retreat. This battle may be quite miserable."
"Han Gang probably won't stay alive, after all, his junior brother was personally abandoned by Lin Yun in the princess's mansion."
There are many warriors who know the grievances between the two, one after another.
Plop!
When Han Gang's Buddha's prestige rose to the extreme, he couldn't bear it anymore when he sat down on his horse, and collapsed to the ground. Seeing Han Gang's figure violent, he volleyed with a punch, carrying the Fury of Demon, and slammed down towards Lin Yun.
Under the power of the fist, the snow falling in the air was crushed on the spot and ceased to exist.
Suddenly, between the two, there is no wind or snow, clear and empty.
"Die!"
fell in the air, Han Gang was full of true essence agitated, condensing the secret seal of Buddhism, making the power of this fist burst into an astonishing pressure.
"What a strong breath!"
The crowd looked at Han Gang falling in mid-air, like a Buddha statue, as if even the mountain peaks could be shattered.
Lin Yun on the blood dragon horse, under his boundless fist, looked extremely small.
"I'm afraid you don't have this ability..."
The blood dragon immediately rose into the air, and stretched out his hand to firmly grasp the burial sword that popped out of the sword box.
When the five fingers grasped the hilt of the sword, half a step of the innate sword intent, surged from him. This sword intent is pure and fierce, misty and dusty, not eating human fireworks, but it is incomparably overbearing and full of attention.
He doesn't have a strong cultivation base, but the eighth peak of Xuanwu, but this sword intent broke out on him. However, his aura was equal to Han Gang, fearless in life and death, and full of edge.
To the heart of the sword, go forward!
"Sword Intent?"
Han Gang frowned, but then sneered.
"Without the support of cultivation base, how tyrannical your sword is, it's just a castle in the air, it's vain!"
All ten profound veins in his body are activated, and the majestic true essence is surging, urging his Buddha's prestige to an astonishing level. The fists roared and roared, and the powerful breath escaped, forming a violent hurricane, disturbing the wind and snow all over the sky.
"What a mere appearance?"
Seventy-one purple iris petals in Linyun Dantian are all blooming, and the eighteen layers of pale white light patterns around the purple iris fluctuate at the same time.
Under the blessing of the power of the years, his eight profound veins are crystal clear, bursting with bright aura.
Boom!
The true essence is surging, and its basaltic eightfold aura continues to surge, surging out. The loud sword sounded, the sword came out half an inch, and the cold glow flashed, dazzling and dazzling, making Han Gang's eyes hurt and his eyes trembled.
On Lin Yun, he saw a mood that he had never seen before, half an inch of sword light, cold and arrogant. Han Gang, who was clearly at his cultivation level and two higher than the opponent, suddenly felt panic, as if facing a round of bright moon, he looked extremely small.
锵!
The sword body passed through Lin Yun's eyes like flowing water, and the burial foils were all out of their sheaths, the majestic sword intent, buzzing endlessly.
Han Gang's heart trembled suddenly, and Fowei, under the infiltration of this sharp sword intent, showed a trace of cracks.
"This...how is it possible..."
Han Gang suddenly became a little flustered, and his confidence began to shake, "Damn, pretend!"
There was a hideous color on his face, Han Gang roared and his facial features were twisted, pushing his fists to the limit.
His five-finger clenched fist light burst out with a trace of tyrannical black air, as if it had split into a fierce and ferocious monster, which seemed even more terrifying.
"It's over, Lin Yun is really going to die."
Outsiders could not see the panic in Han Gang's heart, only the horror after his fist fission, and Lin Yun sighed in his heart.
has no suspense...
嘭!
When the fist light and the sword light collided, a scene that no one had expected appeared, and there was a loud noise in the air. The two were in the air, evenly matched, evenly divided, the image of Lin Yun being blasted to death by a punch did not happen at all.
There was no time to surprise outsiders, Lin Yun flickered, and made six swords in a row.
Spring weather turns rain, all rivers merge!
a sword came out, the vast sword intent turned into a stream, the rivers merged, silently, there were huge waves shaking the sky, rushing away.
View the sky with water!
Shuiyue sword power spread, forest clouds in mid-air seemed to be in a lake, majestic sword power, majestic, magnificent, and the snow floating in the sky seemed to thicken under the sword power .
嘭嘭嘭!
Han Gang's fist roared, and the demonic fist evolved to the extreme, but he could not crush this sword force.
Smoke and water!
Layers of ripples suddenly rose in mid-air~IndoMTL.com~ There was a vast mist of water quietly rising, this sword, misty waves, misty water.
The big waves are huge!
Swords light in the air, like waves, emerge in endlessly, swords are like waves, and waves are like swords.
The situation was reversed in an instant. Han Gang, who was originally aggressive, was completely suppressed by Lin Yun's sword power, and only scored passively.
"No!"
Han Gang's momentum plummeted, and he had an illusion, as if he was facing a master of the Purple Mansion, who had no power at all.
嘭!
After six swords, Han Gang is full of prestige, full of holes, and the devil fist has no momentum.
"Give me defeat!"
Lin Yun gave a cold cry, and buried flowers in his hands, like an lonely bright moon, the king is over the world, lonely and admiring herself.
This sword has transformed Yue's aloofness into the ultimate domineering.
Everyone was taken aback, such a powerful sword force completely surpassed their understanding.
"Stop!"
In the team of the prince , an angry shout suddenly sounded, and on the left side of the carriage, the figure of other masters of the Qingxuan Society rose into the air and swept over.
The sword is out, how can I stop.
噗呲!
Blood splashed, Xuan Tianzong Han Gang's chest ribs were severed under this sword, and his body was hit by the momentum contained in the sword light on the snow.
"Hua Jing! This is the legendary Hu Jing!"
There was an old man in the crowd suddenly, and he trembled aloud and looked at Lin Yun's expression, which was extremely incredible.
Swordsmanship is extraordinary and superb!